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Chapter 283: Are You the Master's Illegitimate Son?
Chapter 283: Are You the Master's Illegitimate Son?
"You're quite unexpected too."
Qi Yuan glanced at the woman in the tight-fitting outfit.
She froze slightly, her beautiful eyes flashing with a complex expression.
"You're not pretending to be sick, are you?"
Her eyes held a look of surprise.
She had seen Qi Yuan's diagnosis and had also spoken with the female doctor.
Qi Yuan's diagnosis was not an issue.
"How do you know I'm just pretending to be ill? I have a certificate for mental illness, which makes things easier."
Qi Yuan said earnestly.
He had been carrying this certificate of mental illness all along.
At this moment, he was playing the role of a mentally ill person.
"Really?" The woman in the tight-fitting outfit was curious, her thoughts unreadable.
"It's the real deal. Do I look like someone with a mental illness to you?" Qi Yuan spoke as if it were obvious.
Soon, their ordered meal was served.
Qi Yuan and the woman began to share the food.
As they ate, they chatted.
"Where's Cui Fan? I need to find him urgently," Qi Yuan asked while eating a chicken leg.
Seeking Cui Fan was naturally to borrow a high-interest loan, and he might be able to borrow up to a million.
The woman in the tight-fitting outfit smiled seductively, "He's been arrested and is in jail."
"What?" Qi Yuan was taken aback, "What happened?"
His luck was terrible.
Just the day before, he had been chatting with Cui Fan, planning to borrow a high-interest loan to splurge, but now, how did he end up in prison?
"He's suspected of illegal high-interest loan operations and violent debt collection. He's been arrested.
By the way, the authorities in Tianyue City have been cracking down on these loans, and most of them have been caught." The woman in the tight-fitting outfit explained with a smile.
Qi Yuan was speechless.
"Do you need money?" She casually asked while looking at Qi Yuan.
"Yes, I'm planning to borrow a high-interest loan," Qi Yuan replied honestly.
According to Xiao Mei, borrowing a high-interest loan was clearly out of the question.
"The background of high-interest loans is not good. They're either involved in gangs or something else. If you need money, it's better not to borrow from them," said the woman named Xiao Mei in a soft voice.
In Tianyue City, the connections behind high-interest loans were intricate and complex, and those arrested were merely sacrificial pawns.
"But... I need money," Qi Yuan said helplessly, "The police are too efficient. Couldn't they have waited until after I borrowed the money to arrest him? That way, I wouldn't even need to repay it."
"What do you need so much money for?" The woman asked casually.
"I want to practice martial arts and fight!" Qi Yuan's expression turned solemn, as this was his current main quest.
The woman in the tight-fitting outfit froze slightly, as if struck by a realization, and a complex expression flashed through her eyes, "Practicing martial arts has no future. Even in Qin Yuan Nation, if you become the best, you'll only be an internet celebrity at most."
"Being an internet celebrity with a mental illness is profitable, isn't it?
Does practicing martial arts have less of a future than working in a factory and tightening screws?" Qi Yuan asked in surprise.
The woman couldn't find the words to respond.
Perhaps she was standing too tall.
Indeed, for Qi Yuan, practicing martial arts was indeed an... option.
"If you need money, I can lend you some. Do you want ten thousand?" The woman asked.
Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan felt disappointed.
He wanted to borrow money that he didn't have to repay.
Clearly, Xiao Mei would expect repayment.
"I'll borrow it, but can you lend me more?" Qi Yuan was in urgent need of money.
Aside from the funds required for martial arts cultivation, he also needed to purchase various materials for his cultivation journey.
So, he needed to get more money.
"Do you have ninety million?" Qi Yuan looked at Xiao Mei expectantly; she seemed very capable.
He wanted to borrow more in case he succeeded.
Xiao Mei was at a loss for words, and after a moment, she said, "Thirty thousand is my limit."
She had calculated the price well.
Thirty thousand was enough for Qi Yuan to dabble in martial arts.
"Okay, thirty thousand it is," Qi Yuan agreed readily.
As he spoke, he gave Xiao Mei his bank account number.
Xiao Mei narrowed her eyes, looking at Qi Yuan, "It's our first meeting, and we're here for a blind date. I'm willing to lend you thirty thousand, but aren't you afraid... there might be a conspiracy?"
Indeed, no matter who it was, today's events would have been impossible.
"I have a certificate of mental illness, so I'm not afraid of conspiracies," Qi Yuan stated matter-of-factly.
"Now I'm starting to suspect you're just pretending," the woman in the tight-fitting outfit said.
"I was just pretending."
"Alright, take a look, I've already transferred the money to you. Goodbye."
The woman was decisive and efficient, standing up directly. Her black tight-fitting outfit hugged her long legs, emphasizing her curves.
"Wait, don't go yet. The money hasn't been paid!" Qi Yuan called out to the woman.
She froze, "I pay?"
"Have you ever seen a mentally ill person pay for their meal?"
The woman's expression turned sour, and she gritted her teeth, "Fine, I'll pay!"
Qi Yuan lowered his head and continued eating the Qin Deji.
The woman in the skintight suit, having paid for her purchase, exited the store and approached a black sedan parked on the roadside. Inside, a male driver and a large-built woman occupied the front seats, while the skintight-suited woman took her place in the back.
"Captain, is the matter settled?" the large woman inquired, her voice deep and robust.
"Well..." The woman in the skintight suit's eyes revealed a profound expression, "I've seen the Master's son... Considering his condition, his health seems fine, so the news we received earlier was likely inaccurate."
A few days ago, the woman had learned that the Master's son was gravely ill, prompting her to return and prepare to meet Qi Yuan.
Today's encounter, however, revealed a Qi Yuan who appeared somewhat frail but was still able to eat. Moreover, her military-grade detection equipment hadn't detected any significant issues with Qi Yuan's health.
The woman's worries were finally put to rest.
"It's good that he's safe and sound," the large woman managed a smile, "It's a blessing for him to grow up peacefully."
"He wants to learn martial arts," the woman in the skintight suit mused, her slender fingers gripping a small knife as she pondered.
"Martial arts?" The large woman's eyes narrowed. "Does he... know about the Master's death? Is he seeking revenge? But... how can martial arts be enough..."
The skintight-suited woman smiled gracefully, "You're overthinking it. I believe he wants to learn martial arts for fitness and health."
"You're right," the large woman nodded, "Lately, I don't know what's happening, but the tasks keep increasing. It's as if something strange is going on."
"Indeed, there seem to be more missions involving ancient tomb and ruin exploration," the skintight-suited woman frowned.
Such missions were rare in the past, but now they were popping up like spring bamboo shoots after rain.
"I have a feeling something big is about to happen," the large woman murmured.
The driver in the front chuckled, "Even if something big happens, would it affect small fries like us?"
...
Mingwu Martial Arts Studio
Located in Tianshan Building, the studio occupied the second, third, and fourth floors.
Among all the martial arts studios in Tianyue City, Mingwu was considered one of the top eight.
Every year, numerous children came here to learn martial arts and strengthen their bodies.
At this very moment, a group of children in training attire were practicing in the main hall, punching and kicking with apparent skill.
Qi Yuan, leaning on the railing, observed the display below, "These are just amateurs. I could easily take on ten of them. Is there any real martial arts here?"
The staff member from the studio nearby couldn't contain their embarrassment and forced a smile.
The group of children practicing below were at most eight or nine years old.
How could an adult like Qi Yuan brag about taking on ten of them?
"If you want to learn genuine martial arts, the enrollment fee is higher, twelve thousand yuan. But there will be additional expenses..." the staff member explained.
"Alright, sign me up," Qi Yuan agreed.
He paid no further attention to the children's techniques, finding them too basic.
Qi Yuan was eager to compare the martial arts of this world with the martial skills of the Guanglan Realm.
Soon, Qi Yuan, accompanied by the staff member, arrived at the fourth floor.
"This is the office of the Second Senior Apprentice. To learn formal martial arts, you'll need to pass a test here," the staff member informed him.
"Shouldn't I be able to learn after paying the fee?" Qi Yuan asked.
"Even in business, there's a need for testing. What if you don't pass?" Qi Yuan thought to himself, wondering how he could refuse if it involved bone divination.
The staff member's gaze shifted as they said, "Learning genuine martial arts is not a simple matter."
In a 6-9-1-9-1-8-1-6-1 version of a book!
As the saying goes, the poor study, the rich learn martial arts.
Those who can truly afford martial arts training must have some financial means.
Without it, learning martial arts is impossible.
The staff member knocked on the door.
From within the room, a deep voice called out, "Enter!"
Qi Yuan followed the staff member into a spacious training room.
The staff member quickly introduced Qi Yuan, "Second Senior Apprentice, this person wants to learn genuine martial arts."
Qi Yuan's gaze fixed on the man before him, his expression slightly intense.
The man had a shaved head, a square face, and a tall, muscular build. Qi Yuan noticed that his nostrils were rather large, especially the left one, which was significantly bigger than the right.
Qi Yuan's attention was drawn to one of the man's fingers.
"You want to learn martial arts?" The Second Senior Apprentice stared at Qi Yuan with a peculiar look, "Your body seems to have some issues."
"Just a minor illness, nothing serious. How do you test?" Qi Yuan asked, curious.
He wondered how he could refuse if it involved bone divination.
The Second Senior Apprentice seemed like the type who frequently picked his nose.
"It's simple," the Second Senior Apprentice said as he opened a drawer and took out a wooden token.
The token was pitch-black, exuding an ancient aura.
"Drip some blood on it," the Second Senior Apprentice said, holding the token over Qi Yuan's hand.
"Drip blood? Why does this seem like a cultivation ritual?" Qi Yuan's expression was one of bewilderment.
After all, this was the first time he had seen blood used in martial arts training.
Qi Yuan bit his finger, and a drop of blood fell onto the wooden token.
Qi Yuan watched the token, curious to see what would happen.
After a few breaths, white lines appeared on the black token, spreading across its surface.
"Three lines...hmm...basically meets the criteria. It's a mediocre talent, but you can still cultivate martial arts," the Second Senior Apprentice offered his assessment.
As he spoke, he placed the token back into his drawer.
Qi Yuan lightly touched his finger, and the blood that had fallen onto the token silently returned to his body.
This scene went unnoticed by the others.
"Do these lines indicate talent?" Qi Yuan asked.
Apparently, the martial arts in this world were different from those in the Guanglan Realm.
"Yes!" The Second Senior Apprentice nodded vigorously, emphasizing that martial prowess was largely dependent on one's innate talent.
"Generally, people in our Qin Yuan Nation possess some level of martial talent. The higher the talent, the more suitable one is for cultivation, and the greater the achievements they can attain."
"When I was tested, there were five lines!" The Second Senior Apprentice straightened his shoulders with pride.
"How many lines can one have at most?" Qi Yuan asked.
"According to my master, the maximum is twelve lines. Those with such genius might achieve a ten-meter leap after only a few months of cultivation!" The Second Senior Apprentice's face lit up with admiration.
Qi Yuan was speechless.
Even he could leap ten meters at this moment.
Apparently, the martial arts masters in this world were relatively weak.
"How powerful is the champion of the Martial Arts Tournament? How many meters can they leap in a single step?" Qi Yuan asked, focusing on what mattered most to him.
After all, he was destined to become the Human Realm Martial Master.
"It's probably a leap of over ten meters, right?" The Second Senior Apprentice looked at Qi Yuan with a penetrating gaze, as if seeing through his thoughts.
He had seen many faded idols come to learn martial arts, hoping to regain their former glory.
Qi Yuan's exceptional looks might earn him a spot in the tournament, even if he didn't place well. At the very least, he could become an internet celebrity.
Upon hearing the Second Senior Apprentice's words, Qi Yuan was once again speechless.
A leap of over ten meters?
The champion of the Martial Arts Tournament?
This task seemed far too easy.
"Second Senior Apprentice, does this mean I'm registered? I'll transfer the money right away. When can I start learning martial arts?" Qi Yuan inquired.
He was curious to see how martial arts in this world differed from those in the Guanglan Realm.
"Yes, I'll give you a cultivation technique."
The Second Senior Apprentice retrieved a thin booklet from his drawer.
On the cover were the ancient characters for "Bright Martial Resonance Fist."
"This technique is our Bright Martial Studio's signature move, consisting of twelve layers.
These are the first three layers, which I'm giving to you.
Remember, this technique must not be leaked to others. Do you understand?" The Second Senior Apprentice cautioned.
"What about the subsequent techniques?" Qi Yuan asked.
"The next techniques...require additional payment. Young man, these first three layers will keep you busy for a year," the Second Senior Apprentice replied honestly.
It had taken him seven months to perfect the third layer when he cultivated this technique.
Given that Qi Yuan's talent was lower than his, a year was a reasonable estimate.
"How much?" Qi Yuan asked.
"Three million in total," the Second Senior Apprentice answered candidly. "Let me explain our signature move, the Bright Martial Resonance Fist. It emphasizes the resonance between the five internal organs and muscles, unleashing tremendous power...
Don't be fooled by my grand explanation; it's incredibly challenging to execute.
After all, who among ordinary people can control the vibration of their internal organs?
It requires extensive experience..."
"Is that so?" Qi Yuan interrupted.
At that moment, he had finished reading the first three layers of the technique.
He extended his fist and thrust it forward with force.
In that instant, his entire body and internal organs synchronized perfectly.
His blood seemed to converge on his fist.
Boom! The powerful punch unleashed a thunderous roar.
The Second Senior Apprentice was stunned, his left nostril flaring.
"Are you the master's...illegitimate son?"
(End of Chapter)
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