Fatso knew the origins of this zither, so he did not dare to clash head-on with it. He nimbly dodged to the side, displaying a speed that did not match his figure.
"Hu!"
The zither's momentum did not stop. With a loud boom, it pierced a hole the size of a bowl in the wooden wall of Liushang Pavilion. The wood of Liushang Pavilion's walls was made of hundred-year-old peak-quality sandalwood. A single piece of wood was worth thousands of gold.
Fatso looked at the huge hole and felt his heart bleeding. He ran to the front of the hole and gestured with his hands, trying to calculate how much money he had lost.
"Damn! I have lost half of the banknotes I just picked up, "Fatso cried out in pain after he gestured.
"Boom!"
The zither that had already flown out flew back with a 'shua' sound. This time, the force behind it was even greater. Another hole appeared in the wooden wall.
Fatso felt an incomparable pain in his heart as he cried out involuntarily, "It's over. I have lost another half. I have not earned a single cent today."
The zither returned to Su Xiaoxiao's hands. She sat on the long bench with her eyes closed, revealing an intoxicated expression. Her hands gently caressed the zither.
"Ding!"
She suddenly opened her eyes and quickly plucked the strings of the zither with both hands. A passionate tune of a powerful army fighting on the battlefield suddenly sounded. The pitch gradually rose, and in an instant, it made people feel as if their blood was boiling on the battlefield.
"Tong! Tong! Tong! "
Sound waves spread out in all directions along with the sound of the zither. Fatso thought to himself, It's over. This granddaddy's mouth has caused trouble again.
Just as he thought to himself, all the antique porcelain decorations on the fourth floor started to shatter. None of them could avoid it.
Finally, the sound of the zither grew louder and the killing intent became heavier. Aside from Su Xiaoxiao's table, everything else on the fourth floor flew into the air.
"Bang!"
Su Xiaoxiao ended the song heavily, and all the wooden tables and chairs in the air shattered. Countless wooden shavings danced in the air, and only after a long time did they slowly fall to the ground.
Fatso's face, which had always been full of smiles, was now devoid of any color. His face was deathly pale, as if he could fall down at any time. It was extremely funny.
A manservant at the side quickly supported him and whispered, "Young Master, don't be too distressed. The shopkeeper knew that Miss Su Xiaoxiao was coming and guessed that you would make her angry, so he changed all the antiques to fake ones."
Fatso's eyes moved, and he said, "Really, this guy knows me too well."
"It's true."
When Jin Fatso heard this, he immediately became spirited. The smile on his face was restored, but then he said bitterly, "The others are fake, but these two holes, no matter what, can't be fake. It's still a loss!"
"Damned Fatso, get over here." After doing all this, Su Xiaoxiao felt better. She put away the zither and cursed.
Jin Fatso no longer had any temper. He quickly jogged over and said with a smile, "Miss Xiaoxiao, what instructions do you have for me? This Fat Brother promises to satisfy you."
Su Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and glared at him, "What is your relationship with that youth from earlier?"
Fatso no longer dared to talk back. He said honestly, "I just met him today. I want to do business with him. I only know that he is called Xiao Chen. I am not sure about anything else."
Xiao Chen? When Su Xiaoxiao heard this name, she thought of a possibility. A smile immediately appeared on her face. This casual smile was like a flower blooming; it was very beautiful. Fatso was stunned when he saw this.
When Su Xiaoxiao saw Fatso's silly expression, she could not help but feel disdain in her heart. She asked again, "How much do you know about the ancient ruins that the Bai Clan mentioned?"
Uncle Jin recovered his wits and said, "I know a little. The Bai Clan obtained a treasure map of the ancient ruins. However, they do not have the strength to enter. So, they invited the three major powers of Dongming Province to explore the ancient ruins together.
"However, I don't know who in the Bai Clan leaked the news. Now, this news has been made known to everyone. The big forces in Xihe and Nanling have all sent people here. Even the Prince's Mansion has sent people here."
Su Xiaoxiao was astonished in her heart. The attraction of the ancient ruins left behind by the ancient humans was too great. It looked like it would not be easy to get involved in this mess.
White Water City, Western District, Within an independent courtyard:
There was a wooden staff in the courtyard. Xiao Chen held the Lunar Shadow Saber and focused on the wooden staff in front of him. His aura was at its peak.
"Chi!" "Drawing the Saber!"
Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly narrowed. He drew the Lunar Shadow Saber and hacked at the wooden staff. The wooden staff, which was as thick as an arm, was shaved off.
"Shua! Shua! Shua! "
Xiao Chen quickly hacked three more times. When the fourth strike landed, the wooden staff shook a few times before falling to the ground.
After just four simple strikes, Xiao Chen's forehead was covered in sweat. Wiping his sweat, Xiao Chen muttered, "It's still not working. It has already been half a month and there is no progress."
Xiao Chen had bought this independent courtyard after he arrived in White Water City. After he settled down, he went to White Water City. After he settled down, he immediately started to organize all the Martial Techniques and Cultivation Techniques he had learned since he came to this world. In the end, he discovered that the things he knew were too complicated.
He decided to refine his Martial Techniques. He was not in a rush to return to the realm of Superior Grade Martial Disciple. He might as well use this opportunity to refine his foundations.
The martial skills derived from the Battle Sage Origin's Changing Character Formula were temporarily put aside by him. The true essence of the Battle Sage Origin's Changing Character Formula.
Until now, he had not truly understood it. He could only imitate the surface of it and was unable to make it a part of his body.
After using it for a long time, he discovered that with his current realm, the disadvantages were greater than the advantages. In the long run, he would completely lose himself and be lost in these external Martial Techniques.
Thus, he focused on researching the Rushing Thunder Saber Technique and the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art. The Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art had always been practiced in a secluded place in Savage Forest.
The Rushing Thunder Saber Technique did not have a high requirement for a place to practice it. Thus, whenever he came back to rest, he would practice it in the courtyard.
The Rushing Thunder Saber Technique focused on completing it in one breath. Condensing one's aura to the extreme before using the Rushing Thunder Chop to release all the accumulated energy from the previous moves in an explosive manner.
This was a very ferocious Martial Technique. If he could completely execute the Rushing Thunder Triple Chain Chop, he would be able to bring out this explosive power to the extreme. It would increase by many times and in the end, it could even surpass a regular Earth Ranked Martial Technique.
However, he discovered that this Saber Technique had a fatal flaw. If the first move, Drawing the Saber, was unable to force the enemy back, then there was no need to execute all the moves after that.
If one's aura was exhausted, how could one execute a move?
Xiao Chen thought back to the ancient times of China where some bladesmen practiced their Saber Techniques. He felt that it made sense, so he brought it to this world and started to practice it.
This upright stick looked as thick as an arm, but it was actually very light. It was a special kind of wood in the Tianwu Continent. As long as one had the strength of a feather, they would be able to push it down.
What Xiao Chen needed to do was to quickly draw his saber in an extremely short amount of time. In the situation where he had shaved off a part of the stick, the stick still did not fall. This seemingly simple strike actually exhausted a large amount of mental energy.
In the month that he had been in White Water City, Xiao Chen had spent most of it practicing the first move of the Rushing Thunder Saber Technique, Drawing the Saber. Every day, he would swing his saber no less than a thousand times.
At first, when he touched the stick, it would fall. Slowly, he would be able to send out one saber strike. Now, he could send out four saber strikes in a row. After that, he remained stagnant.
Shaking his head, Xiao Chen straightened the stick again and continued to practice the first move of the Rushing Thunder Saber Technique. Unknowingly, the sun had already set in the west.
Streaks of red light dyed the sky a fiery red. The setting sun dyed the entire sky red. Xiao Chen continued to repeat the same actions without stopping. He did not know fatigue, nor did he know how much time had passed.
Only when the sky turned completely dark did Xiao Chen stop what he was doing. His clothes were completely drenched in sweat, and he felt his arms aching.
Xiao Chen did not immediately rest. He sat cross-legged on the ground and entered a state of cultivation. When one's body reached its limit, cultivating it again would result in unexpected results.
After an hour, Xiao Chen had circulated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation in his body a few times. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. All the sweat on his body had already evaporated. His blood was boiling, and the aching pain in his arms had completely disappeared.
"Hu!"
Xiao Chen got up and took a deep breath. He stretched his arms, and all the bones in his body gave off crackling sounds. A comfortable feeling entered Xiao Chen's mind.
"Pu!"
When Bai, who had been standing on the stone table, saw that Xiao Chen had finished cultivating, it quickly jumped down and ran into his embrace. Its eyes, which were filled with spirituality, gave off a faint glow in the night.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and picked it up. After playing with it for a while, he stored it in the Spirit Blood Jade.
Just as Xiao Chen was preparing to return to his room to sleep, a faint killing intent came from a distance. Xiao Chen frowned and extended his Spiritual Sense in the direction of the source of the killing intent.
In the middle of the night, there was a figure holding a broadsaber in his hand. He was leaping around the roofs, heading towards Xiao Chen's courtyard.
When Xiao Chen saw this person's face, he smiled coldly in his heart. This person was Jiang Muheng's other servant, the one who boasted that he could kill Xiao Chen with one slap.
The Jiang Clan was indeed very powerful in White Water City. In less than half a day, they actually managed to find his residence. It looked like he could not stay here for long.
Seeing the figure getting closer, Xiao Chen slowly stood at the corner of the courtyard. He withdrew his aura, and the black Lunar Shadow Saber in his hand did not have any luster in the night.
"Dong!"
The figure landed firmly on the wall of Xiao Chen's courtyard from the roofs. He was not in a rush to get down. Instead, he released his perception.
Strangely, he did not feel anyone in the courtyard. He muttered to himself, "Could the information be wrong? That can't be. It should be that the brat has not returned yet. I will go down and lie in ambush."
"Drawing the Saber!"
In the instant he jumped down, there was a resplendent electric light in the dark night. A saber light carrying an unparalleled aura was extremely fast. Before he could react, it chopped his body in half.
This saber was incredibly fast. His body that was chopped in half did not immediately split apart in midair. He did not even feel any pain.
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