Chapter 39: Azure Gang Matches
Not only that, even the Wonderful Sound Resonance has increased to three hundred and thirty sounds.
At this moment,
Chen Shun’an stood in the bedroom, his thoughts shifted, his body trembled slightly, and his muscles rolled like mercury.
His pores released a large amount of sweat, which was immediately vaporized into mist by the scorching body temperature, like light gauze, draped over his body.
Twenty-four Qi and Blood Seeds flew out from his bone marrow, like chasing stars, moving around Chen Shun’an’s body.
These stars, hidden by the misty light gauze, flickered, becoming buttons on the light gauze, forming a peculiar, mysterious 【 Ròufēi Xiān True Cultivation Manual 】.
Chen Shun’an reached out and grabbed a dagger, then swung it at his own arm.
Four Qi and Blood Seeds suddenly converged beneath the blade.
*Thump~*
A distinct force came from his arm, repelling the dagger.
Chen Shun’an raised an eyebrow and increased the force.
After a series of attempts, Chen Shun’an was stunned to find that even with all his might, he couldn’t even harm himself!
In fact, only twenty Qi and Blood Seeds were needed to perfectly defend against it!
“My limit isn’t my body’s limit?”
Chen Shun’an muttered to himself.
At this point, with a mere thought from Chen Shun’an, the Jade Network Connected Robe could be donned, and Qi and Blood Seeds would appear throughout his body, blocking sabers, spears, swords, and halberds, as well as poisons and water damage.
“Marvelous, how extraordinary the Jade Network Connected Robe is?”
Chen Shun’an exclaimed repeatedly, casually throwing a few punches and practicing on the Plum Blossom Stakes.
He found that his Qi and Blood and strength had significantly improved.
However, his speed and movement technique had only increased by a tiny bit, not noticeably.
This was natural.
After Qing Ji’s advancement, the effectiveness of his movement technique had almost reached the limit of the advanced Lightness Skill, 《 Ròufēi Xiān 》.
To achieve further progress in movement technique, one would either need to obtain the subsequent cultivation methods for 《 Ròufēi Xiān 》 and visualize the True Cultivation Manual, or Qing Ji would need to advance again and become Divine Movement Armor Horse.
“Chen Mou should now be completely no weaker than Instructor Lin, right?”
Chen Shun’an nodded with satisfaction.
Pushing the water cart daily, practicing martial arts, listening to Scholar Ma’s chanting, and sacrificing his looks had Chen Shun’an engrossed.
In a daze, that heavy rain night not long ago seemed to have happened years ago.
Thus, Chen Shun’an looked towards the hidden compartment under the bed.
“It’s about time to make a move.”
Money is an external thing; save when you should, spend when you should!
Five hundred taels of silver were enough to push Chen Shun’an’s strength to a peak in a very short time!
……
“Brother, I saw from outside the window that the medicinal herbs in the storeroom have gotten moldy. Should I take them out to dry?”
Wan Niang, carrying a night-soil bucket, emptied it for the scavenger who collected night soil. Upon returning to the room, she saw Chen Shun’an after he had finished washing.
What was called a storeroom was actually just a strangely shaped storage room adjacent to the kitchen.
It was built against the courtyard wall, plastered with mud, and constructed by Chen Shun’an himself.
It was well-ventilated, cool, faced north, and could be locked at any time.
The key was always kept on Chen Shun’an’s person; without his permission, even Wan Niang could not enter.
“Moldy?”
Chen Shun’an frowned upon hearing this.
The medicinal herbs in the storeroom were mostly from his friends and relatives, and various Water Carriers who sent them after he fell into the water last time.
They hadn’t been exposed to moisture and were well-preserved, so how could they be moldy?
Thinking of this, Chen Shun’an’s heart stirred.
He vaguely recalled that certain poisons like ‘Zhen Yu Du’ and ‘Gou Wen Jian’ could easily change color and develop mold spots if mixed into medicinal herbs and not taken for a long time.
Chen Shun’an said calmly,
“Alright, I’ll handle it myself later… By the way, what’s the latest on Chun Hong entering the palace?”
Wan Niang’s eyes showed worry, and she sighed,
“Fortunately, Brother, you sent the Silver and Kingfisher Feather Hairpin a few days ago… This year’s Imperial Household Department inspection was inexplicably very strict. Nine out of ten people failed. It was only because Chun Hong was clever and gifted that Silver and Kingfisher Feather Hairpin to the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Registry that she managed to secure a one-year probationary opportunity to stay in the palace.”
So there was a probationary period for being a Palace Maid?
Chen Shun’an clicked his tongue.
Speaking of which, Wan Niang glanced at Chen Shun’an, worriedly saying,
“I’m sorry, Brother, that hairpin was originally yours…”
Chen Shun’an interrupted Wan Niang, shaking his head, “Since it was given to Chun Hong, it’s up to her how she uses it. There’s no need for this.”
Hearing this, Wan Niang finally relaxed.
After breakfast.
Chen Shun’an took out the moldy Deer Antler, wrapped it in a floral blue cloth, and placed it in his small travel bag.
He “sacrificed his looks” as usual.
Wish +3, went out to work.
Wan Niang tidied her disheveled clothes. Her face was not red, and she was not out of breath, appearing somewhat accustomed to it.
Leaving Chaodou Hutong, Chen Shun’an gazed into the distance, seeing a clear sky and no clouds for miles.
“I’ll have to endure the heat again today…”
Chen Shun’an shook his head and strode towards Weihang Street.
Passing by Fucheng Street, it was the season of floating plums and sunken mulberries, and the time for watermelons to be “broken” （ The people of the Capital call something when it’s at its peak market season, ‘broken’ ）.
Chen Shun’an spent three copper coins, selecting a dark green-skinned Melon from Bao Prefecture.
Then, he left contentedly with the melon.
Meanwhile.
In a restaurant not far away, on the second floor by the window.
Two figures stood side-by-side at the window, looking down at the bustling crowd on the street.
Shopkeeper Xiang of Wanlong Pounding House stood deferentially behind a man in brocade clothes.
“Have you found out who burned down the granary?”
The man in brocade clothes didn’t turn his head, his voice calm. The smell of smoke from the street was completely shattered by the indifference and arrogance in his eyes.
It seemed that in his eyes, those on the street were all ants.
“The other party was very clean. We only know there were many thieves, and their strength was not weak…” Shopkeeper Xiang said softly.
The man in brocade clothes opened and closed his eyes, revealing a hint of cold light,
“Then it seems it was the Water Station people. Zhao Guangxi, or Liu Ru Yue…”
The logic of the Pounding House and Water Station factions was very unified.
If they couldn’t find the culprit, it was the other side’s doing!
Shopkeeper Xiang’s gaze swept over the street, and he suddenly saw a figure. He paused slightly and said,
“The old man below is the Water Carrier from Weihang Street. He has deep seniority. It was he who thwarted Zhuang Kun’s plan last time. He might know something. Do you want me to capture him and interrogate him…”
*Slap!*
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear handprint appeared on Shopkeeper Xiang’s face.
Shopkeeper Xiang felt a burning pain on his face, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He stood still, not saying a word, and even the humble expression on his face remained unchanged.
The man in brocade clothes took out an embroidered silk handkerchief and carefully wiped his palm, his voice cold,
“We are a Pounding House doing legitimate business, not ruthless villains. Interrogation? Why don’t you just kill him on the spot?!
Besides, what could a mere cart-pushing Water Carrier, a fawning peasant, possibly know?
My ancestors followed His Majesty the Emperor into the pass and were the head cooks responsible for feeding three thousand cavalry. They even helped carry mountains to become Bai Shan Ren! To bully this peasant would dirty my hands!”
Shopkeeper Xiang said, his voice trembling slightly, “Landlord Zheng is right.”
“Find Yang Lu as soon as possible. This Sickly Big Bug is probably hiding somewhere to heal. Ha, he’s used to being wild, even defending against me.”
The man in brocade clothes remained calm, as if the sky falling would not cause him any alarm.
“Other things, including Hibiscus Paste Fire, can be lost. But if that ‘Azure Gang Yang Huo’ is lost… we would never be able to repay the debt in ten lifetimes.”
Upon hearing ‘Azure Gang Yang Huo’, a look of fear flashed in Shopkeeper Xiang’s eyes, and he quickly said solemnly,
“Yes!”
