Chapter 10: The Promise of March (Part 2)

  "But I will challenge you!"

  Xuān Tiān's eyes narrowed, and he shouted: "Three months later, the outer door disciple ranking competition, I will defeat my opponents one by one, and duel with you, Zhāng Lóng, do you dare to fight me?"

  Xuān Tiān first lowered his voice and said, "Let's drag this out until after March. At that time, it will coincide with the annual Outer Sect Disciples Ranking Competition. It'll be a perfect excuse for a legitimate challenge, making it impossible for Zhang Long to bother him within these three months."

  At this moment, nearly a thousand outer disciples have gathered in the square. Xuan Tian has made it clear that he wants to fight against Long Zhang in the Outer Disciple Ranking Competition. As a disciple of the tenth realm of martial arts, Long Zhang is one of the top three existences among the outer disciples, with an extraordinary status. If he were to find trouble with Xuan Tian within these three months, it would be somewhat petty and narrow-minded.

  So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Long had no choice but to agree.

  Xuan Tian suddenly brought up the topic of the military, and Zhang Long's eyes slightly narrowed as he coldly said: "Fine! I'll give you three months' time. I hope you won't lose too early in the ranking tournament, humph!"

  Having said that, he turned and left.

  The many outer sect disciples who came with Zhang Long glared at Xuan Tian fiercely, then followed behind Zhang Long and left.

  "Zhang Hu grasped his fist and swung it at Xuan Tian: 'Huang Tian, you wait, in the ranking tournament, my brother will beat you like a dog.'"

  Zhang Long came quickly and left quickly, soon taking everyone with him and leaving the square.

  "In just three months' time, how could he possibly be a match for Zhang Long?"

  "Yes, Zhang Long Shixiong had already entered the top ten last year. Now he's even ranked among the top three. Except for Bai Shixiong and that pervert, no one among the outer sect disciples can surpass him. Huang Tian Shixiong is in a terrible situation!"

  "How dare he make an appointment with Zhang Long Shixiong for three months, and even if he is eliminated in the ranking competition at that time, Zhang Long Shixiong will not let him go, right? He must be severely dealt with on the arena."

  ……

  As soon as Zhang Long left, the outer door disciples on the square began to discuss and glance at Xuan Tian from time to time.

  "Let's go!" Amidst the discussions of his fellow disciples, Xuan Tian remained deaf to their chatter and patted Lin Dong on the shoulder.

  Lin Dong followed behind Xuan Tian and walked out of the square, saying: "Brother Zhang Long is indeed very formidable. Just now when I saw him, I felt like I couldn't breathe, as if a great mountain was pressing down on me."

  Just now Lin Dong was standing beside Xuantian, Zhang Long's aura was overwhelming, all of it pressing down on Xuantian, Lin Dong was affected greatly.

  Xuantian Dao: "The mind is like a bright mirror. Maintain your original heart and don't let external things affect you, it's not beneficial for your cultivation."

  Lin Dong seemed to have an epiphany and said, "Oh, I remember now. Brother Huang, the 10,000 taels of silver I won from Brother Ma Hong, let's split it evenly between us, 5,000 taels each."

  As he spoke, Lin Dong took out the silver ticket from his bosom.

  "Don't have to!"

  Xuān Tiān waved his hand and said, "In the past few days, my cultivation has continuously broken through two levels. The sect rewarded me with many elixirs, so I don't lack them for now."

  For every advancement in cultivation, the sect rewards a corresponding number of pills. With Xuan Tian's cultivation advancing from the 4th layer of the Martial Dao to the 6th layer, he received twenty 'High-Grade Tempering Body Pills' as a reward, which would be enough for at least two months of cultivation without running out of pills.

  In the past, Xuan Tian's cultivation progress was slow, and the lack of elixirs was also a major reason. The Huang family had just established itself in Beimu City, and their business was still in its early stages, so they didn't have extra silver to provide for their younger disciples' cultivation.

  Xuantian's identity is special, and the cultivation expenses provided by his family are twice as high as those of Huangshi. He cannot maintain a daily supply of elixirs for cultivation until this year, when the Huang family's business gradually expanded and earned more silver. Now Xuantian's monthly cultivation expenses are 5,000 taels of silver, which is calculated based on his fourth-level Wudao cultivation. Adding the elixirs provided by the sect, it is enough for a month's cultivation.

  He had entered the sixth realm of martial arts just a few days ago, and Huang Jia was still unaware of it in Beimo County thousands of miles away. Otherwise, the monthly expenses for his cultivation would have increased again.

  Xuan Tian didn't want it, Lin Dong rubbed his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said: "Huang Shixiong, this 10,000 taels of silver was won back because you defeated Niu Shixiong. You don't want it, I... how can I bear to accept it?"

  Xuantian Dao: "The bet was made by you, and the winnings are naturally yours. If you feel embarrassed, in the future when I'm not around and Huangshi lacks elixirs for cultivation, borrow some from him first, and I'll return them to you when I come back."

  "Oh... okay!"

  Lin Dong nodded and put the silver ticket back in his bosom. Suddenly, he was startled and said: "Huang Shixiong, where are you going?"

  Xuantian smiled slightly and said: "Not for the time being, wait until I reach the seventh level of martial arts, then I will go out and gain experience."

  After the seventh layer of Wu Dao, the physical body has gradually cultivated skin and flesh, tendons and bones, and internal organs. Further cultivation requires refining bone marrow and blood, which necessitates taking two types of elixirs: Marrow Washing Elixir and Air Condensing Elixir.

  Xī Mó Dān and Níng Qì Dān are much more expensive than Cuì Tǐ Dān. The lowest grade Xī Mó Dān and Níng Qì Dān require 3,000 taels of silver per pill, suitable for martial artists at the 7th or 8th level to cultivate.

  Medium-grade ones require 6,000 taels of silver per piece, suitable for martial artists who have cultivated the ninth level of martial arts. High-grade ones require 9,000 taels of silver per piece, suitable for martial artists who have cultivated the tenth level of martial arts.

  Having reached the seventh level of martial arts, the money needed for cultivation will need to be even more. In a month, at least 600,000 taels of silver are required.

  If you don't take Dan medicine for cultivation, the speed of cultivation will be at least five or six times slower. For those with average aptitude, it may even be ten times slower.

  The so-called poor in literature and rich in martial arts, this "rich" character is absolutely not the ordinary "rich". A martial artist who cultivates to the Xiantian realm consumes silver, at least tens of millions of taels.

  If one's innate talent is ordinary, even if they take elixirs, it will still require a very long time to enter the prenatal stage, possibly requiring tens of millions of taels of silver.

  Xuantian and Lin Dong returned to their residence, only to find someone already waiting for them in the room.

  Inside the house was a wounded Huang Shi and another young man about eighteen or nineteen years old.

  "Huang Tian, junior brother, we've been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as Xuan Tian entered the house, the young man's gaze fell on him, with a tone that was somewhat condescending.

  Xuān Tiān furrowed his brow, this sentence reminded him of Niu Zhi Gao's voice. The man in the house had a more friendly expression than Niu Zhi Gao, but that condescending tone was very similar.

  "Shixiong is......" A hint of inquiry flashed in Xuántiān's eyes.

  The young man in front of him actually had a cultivation base of the 9th level of martial arts, his strength surpassing Xuan Tian's by a lot. Xuan Tian was always low-key, single-mindedly cultivating and rarely interacting with others, except for the children of the Niu, Zhang, and Cheng families from Beimang County, even among the outer sect disciples' influential figures, he didn't recognize him.

  Of course, there is only one exception. There is a person among the outer disciples who can be said to be known by everyone and heard of by everyone. Even new disciples who have just entered the door will hear news about that person in the shortest time.

  Of course, everyone basically doesn't know that person's name, the rumor seems to be surnamed Yang, but every outer door disciple who mentions him calls him 'pervert'.

  "Tian Ge, this is Wu Liao Shixiong, he's here looking for you." Huang Shi reminded.

  This Wu Liao Shixiong obviously had a chat with Huang Shi for a while.

  "It turned out to be Wu Liao, senior brother." Xuan Tian said: "I don't know what you're looking for me about, junior brother?"

  Wu Liao said: "Huang Tian, I heard that you and Zhang Long have a deep grudge."

  Xuantian seems to be puzzled in his heart, this person is either Zhang Long's subordinate, coming to find him for trouble, or Zhang Long's opponent, wanting to use him to deal with Zhang Long.

  Xuan Tian smiled slightly and said, "Elder brother Wu Liao, your words are too serious. Although there is some conflict between me and Elder Zhang Long, we are all fellow disciples, how can there be such deep grudges?"

  Wu Liao smiled and said, "I am not Zhang Long's person, so you don't have to be afraid, Brother. Who among the outer sect disciples doesn't know about your three-month agreement with Zhang Long? I was sent by Master Feng Yang to show you a clear path..."

  Xuantian's eyebrows jumped: "Yang Shixiong?"

  Huang Shi and Lin Dong exchanged a glance, the only one who could rival Zhang Long was Yang Shi Xiong, except for that 'perverse' Yang Shi Xiong, it must not be anyone else.

  "Not bad, it's indeed Young Master Yang!"

  Xuan Tian's tone was slightly surprised, apparently having heard of the name "Yang Shixiong". Wu Liao couldn't help but raise his head a bit higher, with a sense of accomplishment, saying: "Apart from Yang Shixiong, who else can steadily suppress Zhang Long? Younger brother, Yang Shixiong sees that you have some potential and doesn't want to see you being suppressed by Zhang Long, so he took you under his wing. From now on, you are Yang Shixiong's person, even Zhang Long won't be able to do anything to you..."

  "Not interested!" Xuan Tian said coldly, interrupting Wu Liao's enthusiastic speech.

  "What did you say?"

  Wu Liao was suddenly interrupted, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said: "Many disciples seek to worship the gods and Buddhas in order to catch a glimpse of Young Master Yang. It's an honor for you to be recognized by Young Master Yang... All you need to do is pay 3,000 taels of silver to Young Master Yang every month, and he will forever protect you..."

  "Not interested!" Xuan Tian said coldly once again.

  Wu Liao's voice suddenly became stern and he said, "You actually dare to refuse Young Master Yang's kind intentions?"

  "Not interested!" Xuan Tian said: "I don't need anyone to cover for me!"

  "Hehehe...... Hehehehe!"

  Wu Liao sneered and said, "What a big tone you have! I will report your original words to Sheng Yang, humph! One day, you will regret what you said today! Farewell!"

  Having said that, Wu Liao swung his sleeves and walked out of the house.

  "Not sending!"

  Xuān Tiān's heart let out a cold laugh, in his past life when he was in school, there were also people who wanted to take him as their younger brother, but the result was that they got beaten up by him. In this life, in this world where martial arts are revered, someone wants to take him as their younger brother again, heh heh... even if it's that 'pervert', what can be done? The skin is cheap, and still gets a beating.

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