Chapter 111: I’m Definitely Making This Windfall
Chen Wujun listened and immediately furrowed his brows in thought:
“Your meaning is, I have to kill ten thousand people?”
Uncle Chen’s originally calm expression immediately stiffened.
Looking at Chen Wujun’s serious contemplative expression, Uncle Chen’s smile was somewhat forced: “The meaning of this is, if you want to achieve your goal, behind it are countless lives.”
“Like this… so in the end, can it be done or not?” Chen Wujun leaned back on the chair.
“If it’s seeking wealth, that’s fine, but if it’s changing fortune, my skills are insufficient, I’m powerless.” Uncle Chen thought for a moment and said.
“Then seek wealth!” Chen Wujun felt that this Uncle Chen really had some skill; he hadn’t said it, yet he could guess it was changing fortune.
Moreover, the other’s eyesight was not bad, seeing that he had just killed someone.
“Seeking wealth has seeking legitimate wealth, partial wealth, and windfall wealth… You’re not seeking legitimate wealth, so it’s partial wealth and windfall wealth… Windfall wealth is more likely!”
“You got it right, without windfall wealth one cannot get rich, it’s exactly seeking windfall wealth.” Chen Wujun laughed heartily.
“Seeking windfall wealth, you should seek yourself; what’s the use of seeking me?” Uncle Chen asked in return.
“Then what’s the use of you? Are you toying with me?” Chen Wujun’s expression turned somewhat unfriendly.
Uncle Chen smiled bitterly: “Ordinary people seeking legitimate wealth, it’s nothing more than feng shui and fate. But you seeking windfall wealth is licking blood from the knife’s edge; if I had that ability, why would I be here?”
Uncle Chen pondered for a moment and said: “Your malice is too heavy; ordinary wealth-attracting rituals definitely won’t work on you. I have one method, called Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth.”
“This method is not raising little ghosts to harm people, but borrowing a strand of yin spirit energy to stimulate your wealth palace, letting you seize opportunities faster.”
He immediately took out yellow paper and cut out five little figures, then said to Chen Wujun: “Using this Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth method requires taking three drops of your blood, and also a piece of property that has recently passed through your hands and is stained with trouble, no matter the amount—even a bloodstained coin will do.”
“Property?” Chen Wujun was puzzled.
“Correct, it’s money stained with trouble, best if within three days.” Uncle Chen said.
This difficulty seemed not high, but actually not low.
Unless the other party had a conflict over money within three days, or robbed someone’s money.
If the other party couldn’t produce it, he naturally wouldn’t have to proceed.
After Chen Wujun understood, his mind turned, and he had an idea.
Being flexible is key; there are plenty of ways.
He immediately stood up and said: “Wait for me a moment.”
After speaking, he went out the door and called Ah Fei to go downstairs.
“Brother Jun, what to do? I can handle it.”
“That old man wants money stained with trouble, best if with blood.”
This was exactly the bustling area of Mong Kok, with people coming and going.
Chen Wujun hadn’t walked far when a stack of money fell from his pocket—at least several hundred bucks.
A youth behind with multicolored hair and a sleazy aura all over saw it; his eyes lit up immediately, and he stepped forward to step on it, his gaze darting left and right to see if anyone was paying attention.
Then he bent down to tie his shoelace and took the money from under his foot, but before he could pocket it, someone grabbed his wrist.
“What are you doing?” The youth glared angrily, then saw the unfriendly Chen Wujun, and then saw Chen Wujun’s build.
But on the ground there was at least several hundred bucks; the youth forced himself to stay calm:
“What are you doing? My money fell; are you robbing?”
Chen Wujun slapped him across the face.
“You dare steal my money?”
The other was slapped until stars burst before his eyes, blood flowing from mouth and nose, and he fell straight down.
Chen Wujun kicked him in the stomach; the youth couldn’t even catch his breath.
“Kid, next time use your eyes. I’m in a good mood today and don’t want trouble; otherwise, I’d break your hand!” Chen Wujun bent down and took the money from his hand.
“Still missing some; did you pocket my money?”
He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a dozen bucks.
“I said some was missing.”
He rubbed the money on the other’s bloodied face, then gave him another vicious kick.
Only then did he turn around and go upstairs, to Uncle Chen’s place, and throw all the money on his table.
“Money stained with trouble, trouble stained, blood stained.”
Uncle Chen was helpless and could only say: “Need to take three drops of blood from your fingertip, as the trigger, to connect the ritual to you.”
Chen Wujun pricked his finger with a needle; his finger hurt, and he felt unhappy inside.
While squeezing out the blood, he said:
“If it doesn’t work, I’ll come find you for trouble later.”
Uncle Chen threw the bloodstained paper figures and a few bloodied bills into the brazier, lit them, then added a few sticks of incense.
“The wealth brought by these five ghosts carries baleful energy and must be tied to trouble. How it specifically plays out depends on your means.”
Uncle Chen’s meaning was, if it doesn’t work, it’s naturally because Chen Wujun’s means are insufficient.
Chen Wujun thought to himself, if it doesn’t work, it’s definitely this old man deceiving him; then he’ll get windfall wealth from him.
“How much?” Chen Wujun asked, reclining in the chair.
“Thirty thousand bucks.” Uncle Chen wasn’t polite.
If he said not to charge, or to pay after Chen Wujun got the wealth, Chen Wujun would suspect instead.
Him being so direct actually put Chen Wujun somewhat at ease, though he still felt if it didn’t work, the old man was scamming him, and then he’d get a windfall from him.
Charging thirty thousand from one person alone, in a month at least over a million, his net worth must be substantial.
Thinking this way, Chen Wujun cheered up and laughed heartily:
“No problem, I trust you! I’ll have someone get it for you right now!”
Chen Wujun went out, threw the card to Ah Fei, and had him go down to withdraw the money and bring it up.
On the way back, Ah Fei asked curiously: “Brother Jun, is that old man legit?”
“Definitely legit, must be.” Chen Wujun said without thinking.
This windfall wealth was his for sure.
As expected, finding a master was useful.
Chen Wujun felt this trip wasn’t wasted, well worth it.
……
Evening, Temporary Amusement Park on Qinzhou Street, open-air street market.
Still lively, still chaotic, still full of vitality.
Theft, robbery, begging, drug use, and malice everywhere, making it especially twisted.
A minivan sped onto the empty lot beside the street market again and stopped with a tail flick.
Then the door opened, and a sack was pushed down from it.
The minivan sped away.
Several people gathered, opened the bag, revealing the corpse inside.
“Who is it, do you recognize?” Several people looked around.
Others gradually gathered; one saw the corpse’s features and his eyes widened immediately, then his whole body shuddered.
“Moun… Moun… Mountain Master…”
Soon, Ruan Wenshan’s corpse was taken away by Sheng Sha’s people.
Evening, in a factory meeting room, the atmosphere was oppressively gloomy.
A tall, skinny man sat at the head, slowly speaking:
“You should all know the situation. Fourth Brother took a tough job, Sha Jiu’s junior brother, Chen Wujun.”
“A Xiang died at his hands, now Fourth Brother also died at his hands…”
Luoyue People Gang mostly used family brother ranking; numbers represented rank and status in the gang.
Ruan Wenshan was Fourth Brother, the gang’s fourth-in-command, one of the hall masters.
And Fourth Brother with A Xiang… in Sheng Sha’s upper ranks, it wasn’t a secret.
“I know that kid; said to be very fierce, but no matter what, he’s not Fourth Brother’s match, plus Fourth Brother brought so many people—no survivors?” A bald man in a white tight vest said in a deep voice.
“None, all dead. Li Dong’s side also doesn’t know what happened; the guides they sent didn’t return either.”
“Maybe it’s bad intel from Li Dong, or related to Li Dong!” Another woman with a scarred, ugly face spoke up.
“That kid is Sha Jiu’s junior brother; this time it’s likely Sha Jiu who acted. Eldest Son, what do you plan?” A youth asked.
“Called you here just to notify you first. Next, we need to investigate the situation clearly.” The slim man at the head, his gaze full of malice.
“Already lost quite a few to that kid; must clarify the situation. This matter is no longer just Li Dong’s affair. Fourth Brother’s corpse thrown back, so many saw it; if we don’t take him out, our ransom collections will all be discounted later.”
“But can’t let Fire Dragon off either; tell him to add money, another two million. Plus his intel was inaccurate, got Fourth Brother killed; make him pay ten million in compensation.”
“This money he pays or not, he pays; if not, we’ll collect it in person.”
……
These past few days, Chen Wujun either practiced martial arts or calculated the time.
He didn’t ask Uncle Chen how many days the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth would take effect; anyway, his mental baseline was ten days.
If no windfall in ten days, he’d go tie up Uncle Chen.
Five days passed; his Three Sovereigns Cannon Hammer kung fu had become much more proficient, especially Master’s Three Bows; Chen Wujun practiced it ever more purely.
Tuesday, when Chen Wujun saw Zhou Qing, he asked: “Master, what is Transformation Realm? How to reach Transformation Realm?”
“Have you heard the phrase ‘already reached the Transformation Realm’?” Zhou Qing asked first, then explained:
“It means your skill proficiency has reached the realm of divine mastery.”
“So Transformation Realm is when your kung fu reaches divine mastery, whole body fascia and bones unified as one, even internal organs under control.”
“At this realm, force pervades the whole body—even teeth, tongue, nails, hair… wherever others hit you, your body will naturally counterattack.”
“In old terms, not even a feather can add, not even a fly can land. Even a feather falling on you would be naturally flicked away. A fly landing on you would be shaken to death by your body’s force.”
“At this point, even new technique martial artists at reconstruction limit can be killed.”
“After reaching Transformation Realm, going further is Embracing Dan, whole body’s essence, energy, spirit, and bone marrow converging to one point, that is, concentrating all body’s force in the dantian for explosion. At this step, the martial artist can control their own vital energy and physical energy, break human limits, and erupt with inconceivable power.”
“At this point, having mastered all bodily functions, even Reinforced Reconstruction Magnetic Field is effortless, stepping over years or decades of those new technique martial artists’ hard work in one go. Even after reaching Magnetic Field Level, control over self far surpasses those new technique martial artists.”
Zhou Qing said quite a bit today, not only explaining Transformation Realm but also telling Chen Wujun about Embracing Dan after it.
On the way back, Chen Wujun was still thinking about the Transformation Realm Zhou Qing mentioned.
After all, Embracing Dan, Magnetic Field Level were too far from him.
What he wanted to know more was whether Senior Sister Sha Jiu had reached Transformation Realm, whether she had trained her kung fu to divine mastery.
……
The next day, Sha Jiu called Chen Wujun.
“Company meeting this afternoon; come to Jin Di Finance later to find me.”
