Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 4 - Showing off wealth attracts attention
Lin Le was practicing his boxing when Hou Guang came over carrying two wooden poles, one long and one short, with a white cloth wrapped around each end.

Snapped!
Hou Guang was also a first-level martial artist with a thin layer of blood qi. He was sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, so he naturally heard the cracking sound coming from Lin Le's body.

"So fast?" Hou Guang's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Good comprehension is one thing, but comprehension that surpasses that of ordinary people is another.

For an ordinary person, it takes at least ten or twenty days, or at most one or two months, to master the White Ape Tongbei Fist.

Ke Linle, on the other hand, has only been there for less than a day, yet his comprehension can be described as genius.

Having good comprehension is of little use. If you spend twenty or thirty years mastering the White Ape Tongbei Fist and then changing your physical constitution, by then it will be too late.

However, five or six years is different. Lin Le was only twenty years old at that time, and he still had ten years to cultivate his superior root bone, which was modified by the White Ape Tongbei Fist, and become a cultivator. He still had a 50% chance of becoming a cultivator.

From this perspective, Lin Le has a higher chance of becoming a cultivator than he does.

Hou Guang narrowed his eyes; this was indeed valuable.

Lin Le also noticed that someone was watching him. He stopped his punch and looked at the person watching him. It turned out to be Hou Guang.

However, Hou Guang's gaze was somewhat unsettling; he didn't look at Hou Guang as a person, but rather as a commodity.

Lin Le cupped his hands and said, "Good morning, Senior Brother Hou."

"Good morning." Hou Guang smiled and nodded, tossing a short pole to Lin Le. "Next, today we'll learn the White Ape Spear."

"Okay." Lin Le took the short rod and nodded.

"This is the opening stance, 'White Ape Offering Fruit.'" Hou Guang held the spear with both hands, squatted slightly, and pointed the spear tip upwards, resembling a monkey offering a peach, before beginning to wield the spear.

"This is the White Ape Climbing Branch, used to deflect enemy weapons or attack the enemy's upper body."

"This is the White Ape's somersault, the spear follows its movement."

After performing the entire routine, Hou Guang didn't even break a sweat. He turned to Lin Le and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, how much of it did you remember?"

“I’ve memorized it all,” Lin Le said.

Hou Guang stood to the side and said, "Let me see it."

Lin Le followed his memory and wielded the spear. Although he was slow, he executed the White Ape Spear technique completely.

They really have a photographic memory and amazing comprehension!

Hou Guang clicked his tongue in amazement. "A month for a staff, a year for a knife, a lifetime for a spear." When he first learned the White Ape Spear, it took him more than half a month to fully master the moves. He never expected that Lin Le could learn it after just one look.

After practicing with Lin Le for half an hour, Hou Guang said, "Alright, Junior Brother Lin, you've already mastered all the moves of the White Ape Spear. Just keep practicing diligently from now on."

"You've already mastered the basics of White Ape Tongbei Fist, haven't you?" Hou Guang suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes." Lin Le nodded.

Hou Guang patted Lin Le on the shoulder: "I have a piece of advice for you: master the White Ape Tongbei Fist as quickly as possible. It will be of great benefit to you."

"Oh." Lin Le nodded, seemingly confused.

Seeing Lin Le's bewildered look, Hou Guang patiently explained, "Any martial art, when practiced to perfection, can change one's physical constitution, and our White Ape Tongbei Fist is one of the best among them."

"The modified root bone is a top-grade root bone with ape arms and wasp waist, which is considered quite good among top-grade root bones."

"I've also examined your senior brother's innate talent, but it's only of medium to low quality. Without a lot of resources to help him, he can only become a first-level martial artist at best. To become a cultivator, one must have superior innate talent."

Hou Guang patted Lin Le on the shoulder again: "So listen to your senior brother's advice, practice the White Ape Spear less, practice the White Ape Tongbei Fist more, and change your physical constitution. That's what you should be doing. Don't waste your comprehension."

"Yes, thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother," Lin Le said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"If you have any questions, come to me. I'm going to teach someone else," Hou Guang said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Hou." Lin Le nodded.

Lin Le narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Hou Guang's retreating figure. A real estate agent?
He had heard that martial arts schools all had brokers who collected information on the students and then passed it on to wealthy and powerful families. In return, these families would pay them a small fee to act as intermediaries and persuade outstanding students to become their servants. Lin Le guessed that he had good talent, so Hou Guang treated him like a product being refined, hoping to sell him for a good price, while Hou Guang himself would also receive a substantial fee.

In this era, such a transaction can be considered a win-win-win situation for all three parties: the powerful family gets a good enforcer, the middleman gets money, and the apprentice gets a well-paid job.

'Unfortunately, I have no intention of being someone's dog.'

Lin Le stopped looking at Hou Guang and focused on practicing the White Ape Spear.

The White Ape Martial Arts School provides lunch, which is plain rice with cabbage, tofu, and some minced meat, but at least it's unlimited.

Lin Le ate his fill. The formation of Qi and Blood Elixir relies on the dissipation of vital energy, and the food that cannot be absorbed is also part of the dissipated vital energy.

Lin Le found a corner, leaned against the wall, and fell asleep while counting her breaths.

After lunch break, Lin Le did not practice martial arts anymore, but left the martial arts school.

He needs to find a house.

Three hundred coins a night at the inn is too expensive for him now. He'd rather buy wild ginseng with that money.

Nowadays, even ordinary wild ginseng costs only one tael of silver per catty, and one tael of silver is worth one thousand coins.

However, Lin Le did not go to the brokerage firm first, but went to the county government office first, because he needed to process his travel permit.

If he had become a cultivator, he could have gone anywhere, but unfortunately he wasn't, so he could only obediently handle the travel permit.

In the Baishan County government office, in the household affairs office, a junior clerk sitting behind a table glanced at Lin Le and said, "One tael of silver."

Lin Le handed one tael of silver to the clerk without any expression.

The clerk quickly finished the matter and tossed a wooden sign to Lin Le: "You can only pass through Anzhu County. Don't wander around."

"Okay." Lin Le took the wooden sign and left.

The clerk watched Lin Le leave, stroked his mustache, glanced at the copy of the travel permit he had just written, and then took out a bamboo slip and threw it outside.

*Snap!* A bamboo strip knocked down a lantern.

Upstairs, a man saw the lantern fall and turned around, saying, "Hey, the goods have arrived!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several malicious gazes turned toward a short figure who walked out of the door.

They knew the fat sheep had arrived.

Lin Le paused for a moment, but only briefly before returning to normal, though a few blood vessels appeared on the whites of his eyes.

Upon arriving at the brokerage firm, Lin Le, with the broker's introduction, selected a small courtyard for two taels of silver per month.

After spending some more money, Lin Le furnished the house, checked out of the inn, and then, just before the pharmacy closed, spent fifteen taels to buy a five-year-old blood ginseng.

The firewood rose, bringing the broth to a boil. Lin Le then threw the entire blood ginseng into the pot, covered it, and waited for the firewood to die down.

The Dongpo pork was ready, and Lin Le not only ate the pork, but also ate the blood ginseng bite by bite, and drank the soup clean.

Blood ginseng is more beneficial to qi and blood than ordinary wild ginseng. A five-year-old blood ginseng, still a whole plant, would probably cause a martial arts master to have a nosebleed if he ate it.

However, Lin Le's complexion was slightly rosy, and there was nothing unusual about it, simply because the lotus incarnation had already absorbed all the medicinal power that Lin Le could not digest.

Through introspection, he saw a lotus leaf forming a red dewdrop.

Without hesitation, Lin Le used the dewdrop and began practicing his boxing in the courtyard.

The sound of slapping echoed continuously in the courtyard.

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