Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Fatty knew that Fan Zui practiced the art of the long spear, one of the ten thousand weapons in the world.

But now, he deliberately hides himself in front of others, and no one knows why.

To make it even more realistic, they even went so far as to hide a soft sword at their waist.

To be honest, if he hadn't known this beforehand and hadn't given him a single-attribute spear, Qian Wansan would have thought that he was indeed a swordsman.

As for Fan Zui's weapon of choice, it was a long spear, which Qian Wansan learned from his father, Qian Baiwan.

That single-attribute spear was also entrusted to him by his father to be given to Fan Zui.

Strangely enough, over the years, his father not only did not stop him from investing in Fan Zui, but also strongly supported him behind the scenes.

Even now, as Fan Zui's best friend, he is unaware that the weapon he practices with is a spear.

But how did Father find out?

This was a question on his mind, but Qian Wansan did not ask it.

His father, Qian Wansan, the richest man in the country, had never even met Fan Zui in person.

However, they are investing heavily behind the scenes, seemingly willing to pay any price.

He even gifted her a single-attribute spear that he had kept in his treasury for many years.

It was even more bizarre.

This matter is becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

But Qian Wansan did not ask out of curiosity.

He knew that there were some things he probably shouldn't know right now.

Asking more questions is pointless.

His father will tell him when the time is right.

"Fatty, you should lose weight too. I'll create a cultivation technique for you another day that can help you lose weight and cultivate at the same time."

After leaving the small world of the martial arts arena, Fan Zui suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, the fat man suddenly froze on the spot, and the four-hundred-pound man also stopped moving forward.

When Fan Zui turned around, he saw that the girl was in tears, looking quite moved.

Judging from his expression, he seemed so moved that he intended to repay him with his body. Fan Zui quickly took a few steps back, looked at him warily, and asked:

"Fatty, what are you doing?"

Qian Wansan's eyes welled up with tears as he said:

"Boss, you don't know, this is my constitution, there's no other way."

Over the years, my father has found countless masters for me and tried countless techniques, but I can't cultivate or lose weight.

"If you can help me, I'll take these 400 pounds of my body from now on."

Fan Zui knew something about the fat man's problem before.

His father, Qian Wansan, was not fat, but an extremely shrewd and thin man.

They are born with the ability to cultivate themselves.

But for some reason, she was born with such a fat son.

A typical baby weighs only seven or eight pounds at birth, which is considered quite chubby.

However, Qian Wansan weighed a full sixteen pounds at birth.

It is more than twice that of a normal baby.

This is no longer a surprise, but a shock.

Sure enough, as he got older, his weight began to increase drastically.

What's even more worrying is that, due to his special physical condition, he is unable to practice any kind of martial arts.

However, when the fat boy was eight years old, he began to show amazing business talent.

Such a prodigy can be said to have inherited his father's genes.

The fat man never understood why his father had been so earnest and even resorting to physical punishment when he was nine years old.

All this was done so that he could befriend that rumored good-for-nothing from the Fan family.

At this moment, Qian Wansan seemed to finally understand something.

He created a cultivation method suitable for him, and said such a thing. If it were anyone else, he would naturally not believe it at all.

However, since these words came from Fan Zui, he had no doubt whatsoever.

Today's cultivation technique, "Endless Life," is a Primordial Chaos level technique, created by Fan Zui.

This technique has now caused a sensation throughout the world.

Fatty had no doubt about Fan Zui's abilities.

At this moment, he gradually understood why his father had devoted so much effort to Fan Zui.

Even though he really did look like a good-for-nothing during those ten years.

However, now that he has risen to prominence, he is a chosen one of heaven.

"Save those mushy words for your future wife."

I will do my best regarding the cultivation method.

Come to the mansion in three days to collect it.

However, remember, this matter should not be publicized too much.

"Boss, I won't say thank you, it's all in my heart."

The fat man said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui smiled and said:

"Between you and me, brothers, there's no need for thanks. Also, when you see your father, please give him my regards."

I, Fan Zui, will forever remember his years of support and kindness.

The fat man's eyes were slightly moist as he said:

"If my dad knew you said that, he'd probably jump for joy."

The fat man then left with hope, planning to return in three days.

Chapter 122 [Passing Through an Earth-Attribute Spear] (Please Subscribe)

Inside the luxurious carriage, Fan Zui and Yu Linglong sat facing each other as the carriage slowly headed towards the Fan residence.

"Didn't you want to get the third-place single-attribute spear? Now that you've failed, what are you going to do?"

Yu Linglong asked.

She suddenly felt that Fan Zui was very likely lying to her.

What's the point of painstakingly acquiring a spear if you don't train in its skills?

Fan Zui glanced at her, his heart aching, but outwardly indifferent, and said:

"I have two great hobbies: collecting beautiful women and collecting single-attribute spears."

This explanation, while plausible, is somewhat hasty.

Yu Linglong still had doubts.

However, in order not to alert the enemy, she decided to observe further.

Next time I dream of someone, I'll definitely observe their characteristics more closely.

Additionally, I'd like to verify whether Fan Zui has a habit of taking a midday nap.

Orange should know this point better than anyone else.

It seems necessary to sound her out.

That girl, Ju Zi, doesn't seem to be very bright.

It should be easy to get her to tell you.

Yu Linglong thought to herself.

She still felt that Fan Zui and the person in her dream had many similarities.

Unfortunately, she was not conscious in the dream and could not wake up.

Otherwise, one could take the opportunity to find out their identity.

Inside the carriage, Fan Zui leaned against the window, eyes closed and silent.

It hurts so much...

at the same time.

In the palace.