Chapter 58: The Poor Scholar and the Wealthy Warrior, A Banquet for the Second Generation
Chapter 58: The Poor Scholar and the Wealthy Warrior, A Banquet for the Second Generation
Soft Force, also known as Dark Force, is an advanced application of energy manipulation.
By delicately controlling one's energy, concentrating it into a single point, and then infusing it into a target before unleashing it, one can achieve remarkable effects.
Xue Jing demonstrated this by punching the force-measuring machine's pad with soft force, channeling all his energy into it without touching the machine itself. As a result, the pad shattered into pieces, while the machine remained unaffected.
Those adept in the use of soft force, like Meng Qingjiao, can effortlessly control it. Their strikes are silent yet powerful, capable of sending Xue Jing flying over a dozen meters away with a mere touch, all while ensuring he remains unharmed. Their true skill lies in directing all their force into propulsion.
Ever since Xue Jing reached Level 6 in his energy manipulation two days ago, he quickly mastered the art of soft force.
However, he is not yet proficient, as his punches still produce a dull thud, falling short of the silent and effortless mastery of the art.
"My fellow junior brother, would you be so kind as to fetch a punching pad from the storage and bring it over here?" Xue Jing asked, patting the shoulder of a nearby disciple with a smile.
He felt a strange mix of emotions, as if he were a leader causing trouble for others and needing their help to clean up his mess.
However, he had no intention of intervening, and it was only due to the enthusiasm of the disciples that he couldn't resist showing off a little. Regardless of the facts, it was undoubtedly the fault of the disciples who egged him on that the punching pad was destroyed.
Unaware of Xue Jing's inner thoughts, the disciple nodded eagerly and respectfully replied, "Yes, junior brother!"
Xue Jing had unintentionally established some authority...
Xue Jing smiled and didn't say anything further. He exited the training hall at a leisurely pace.
As he stepped out, he saw Chen Fuguang standing there and immediately asked, "Is there something you need, senior brother Chen?"
Chen Fuguang draped an arm around his shoulders and smiled. "The dojo just received a commission that seems perfect for you. Are you interested?"
Xue Jing's face lit up with interest upon hearing this.
"Please, tell me more, senior brother."
Ever since he started cultivating the Vibrating Armor Technique, he deeply understood the meaning behind the saying, "The poor scholar and the wealthy warrior."
The various secret medicines he needed for his daily cultivation cost him nearly 10,000 Zhexia coins on average.
And that was just the production cost! It only accounted for the raw materials and processing fees, meaning the Dragon Dojo was effectively subsidizing his training.
Many of the raw materials for these secret medicines had to be sourced from the Borderlands and purchased from the insatiable Borderland corporations, especially those related to 'Dragonbreath.' They were exorbitantly priced.
As his cultivation deepened, the number and cost of medicines he required would only increase...
This was why the personal disciples were often busy and elusive—they had to earn money.
Xue Jing's current income consisted of his monthly salary of 200,000 coins from the Shelter Company and the bonuses he received for completing shelter missions, the latter being unstable.
This income was insufficient to support his martial arts training.
Therefore, like the other personal disciples, he, too, had to start taking on 'commissions.'
The Dragon Dojo was renowned, and people from all walks of life often entrusted matters that required martial artists to resolve. These commissions provided a significant source of income for the dojo, sometimes even exceeding the tuition fees paid by the regular disciples.
By taking on these commissions, Xue Jing would receive a substantial cut, which was why he had asked Chen Fuguang a few days ago to notify him if any suitable commissions came up.
And now, he finally had a lead.
Chen Fuguang took out his phone, fiddled with it for a moment, and then handed it to Xue Jing.
On the screen was an address:
【East District, No. 617 Jinhai Street, Rui Zhu Hotel, Phone: XXXXXXX】
Xue Jing memorized the information and then returned the phone to Chen Fuguang, who said, "The client is the Rui Zhu Hotel. According to them, one of their guests was mysteriously attacked last night."
"Mysterious attack?" Xue Jing asked, puzzled.
Chen Fuguang nodded, "It was a young woman in her twenties who was on a business trip to Qingcheng. In the middle of the night, she was in her room when she was suddenly killed. Her body was torn to pieces, and it's unclear if it was the work of a deranged killer or something else."
"Did the surveillance cameras capture any clues?" Xue Jing inquired.
"No, for several hours before and after her death, the hotel corridor cameras didn't capture anyone coming to that floor."
"So, the perpetrator likely entered the room from somewhere else, such as the window or balcony."
Xue Jing nodded, "I see. They suspect that the culprit might have martial arts training and used wall-climbing skills to enter the room and commit the murder?"
Chen Fuguang affirmed with a sound of agreement, "Indeed... Hotel murders aren't exactly rare. Usually, the police are notified, and the matter is left to the Security Bureau to handle."
"However, the timing is unfortunate. Rui Zhu Hotel is hosting a banquet tomorrow... for a group of second-generation individuals from the North District. Their parents are either congress members or company executives, so they can't afford any mishaps. The hotel had no choice but to hire multiple dojos to enhance security for the event."
Xue Jing scoffed, "Even after a death, this group isn't superstitious enough to consider changing the venue?"
Chen Fuguang smiled helplessly, "Initially, the hotel suggested they change the location or date, but these second-generation kids seemed excited by the idea of danger and insisted on holding the banquet there tomorrow, saying it added a thrilling element."
Xue Jing's eyebrows furrowed, "Show-offs."
When one has wealth and power, it's inevitable to lose certain things, like worries...
As the saying goes, you crave what you lack. He wasn't surprised that this group of second-generation individuals would invite trouble; it was quite normal.
"This commission is to protect these second-generation individuals during the banquet. In addition to our Dragon Dojo, there will be disciples from a few other dojos as well."
Chen Fuguang patted Xue Jing's shoulder.
"I don't think the killer will show up again, so most likely, we'll just be making an appearance to fulfill the commission. Nonetheless, be cautious. If you encounter any dangerous situations that you can't handle, don't hesitate to run. Your safety is the top priority; let those second-generation kids take care of themselves."
Xue Jing nodded with a smile.
"Tomorrow evening, someone from the Rui Zhu Hotel will come to pick you up. Just follow them, little junior brother."
"Alright, senior brother. I also have a commission to attend to, so I'll be off. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
After some final words of advice, Chen Fuguang left the Dragon Dojo.
Xue Jing saw him out and then returned to the training hall to continue recording the disciples' test results.
Unlike before, this time, all the disciples were well-behaved and quiet during the testing, not daring to tease him again.
The foam debris on the floor had been swept away, and the new punching pad emitted a fresh leather scent.
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(End of Chapter)
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