From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Sihai Teahouse, second floor private seating.

The noise of the bustling street was shut out through the window. The tea server poured hot water, and immediately the aroma of tea filled the air, and steam rose from the windows.

"Brother Su, I'm a few years older than you, so I'll shamelessly ask for your help."

With a sincere expression, Wang Nianshen took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his pocket and pushed it in front of Su Yu: "Back at the martial arts arena, I was blind to your greatness and provoked you. I have offended you greatly. This Red Ginseng Jade Skin Pill is my apology."

Su Yu glanced at it, did not refuse, and casually accepted it.

Although Wang Nianshen was slick, he was indeed adept at navigating social situations. Having more friends meant having more options, especially since he would be working with the Yang family in the future.

"Brother Wang, you're too kind. It was just a friendly exchange; don't take it to heart."

Seeing that Su Yu had accepted the gift, Wang Nianshen felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and his expression relaxed.

Ah, Brother Su is not only exceptionally capable, but he is also not arrogant in his dealings with others. He has a bright future ahead of him!

Sigh, my son is so different. He hasn't even broken through to the martial arts level yet, and he already thinks he's all that.

Wang Nianshen took a sip of tea and said, "Brother Su, from now on we'll both be serving the Yang family. There are some things I need to tell you."

"Today's sparring match was actually a scheme by that old fox Yang Chongren. At first, I didn't want to pay him any attention, but I didn't expect him to offer a high price of one hundred taels to provoke me into making a move. His aim was to use me as a tool to suppress your arrogance."

Su Yu understood perfectly; he had already guessed Yang Chongren's thoughts.

Seeing that Su Yu's expression remained unchanged, Wang Nianshen knew that he had most likely guessed it: "Brother, you're a perceptive and intelligent man, I believe you've figured it out too! But Yang Chongren isn't deliberately targeting you; on the contrary, he's looking to find a rich husband!"

"He wants you to marry into the Yang family to protect his vast fortune. But his son, Yang Gang, hasn't broken through to the martial arts realm yet, and he's afraid he can't control you, so he wants to give you a hard time first, and then win you over with favors."

Su Yu found it amusing.

He came to the Yang family on a temporary assignment, but he didn't think that much about it.

However, thinking back to Yang Zhen and Yang Ai's attitude towards him, it seems they were a bit too close, especially Yang Ai, who seemed to want to stick to his side all the time. So that's what they were thinking.

Seeing Su Yu's nonchalant attitude, Wang Nianshen chuckled, "Haha, he previously thought that Brother Su had exhausted his potential to break through to become a martial artist and that his strength was average. But he didn't expect Brother Su to have such talent and strength. He's probably feeling quite miserable at home right now."

Su Yu didn't respond. As for the Yang family, he only wanted to get paid to do their bidding, with no further obligations between them.

"By the way," Wang Nianshen changed the subject, "you're so young yet already possess such skill, are you preparing for the martial arts examination next month?"

Su Yu nodded. "Exactly!"

Wang Nianshen sighed, his eyes filled with envy and wistfulness: "Brother Su, you really have a bright future. With your swordsmanship, you're sure to get good results in the martial arts examination, and you might even have the chance to join the law enforcement team that everyone envies."

"However, there are too many geniuses participating in this year's martial arts examination, so Brother Su must be careful."

Wang Nianshen seemed very familiar with the city, counting on his fingers as if reciting a familiar story:

"Take the Ironclad Martial Arts School for example. Almost all the martial artists who qualify to participate are geniuses. Do you know Brother Sun Yan? He's a genius with special talent, and he's already reached the third acupoint. This time, he's vying for the title of Martial Arts Champion!"

"And there's Cui Wanhe from Hongshan Martial Arts School, also a genius with three acupoints. I heard his Hongshan Saber technique is already at a master level; he once killed a martial artist of the same realm with a single strike! He's also declared his intention to compete for first place!"

"Dai Xing of the Chasing Wind Martial Arts School, although not as strong as the previous two, only possesses the strength of the second-stage acupoint, but his Rift Wind Spear Technique is unparalleled, unmatched by anyone of the same level. Legend has it that he once entered Black Wind Mountain and, with only his spear, killed a mutated tiger comparable to a third-stage acupoint!"

"This martial arts examination is truly a gathering of geniuses. I envy Brother Su for being able to participate, sigh!"

As Wang Nianshen spoke, he sighed again.

Although he was a martial artist, in a large martial arts school like the Ironclad Martial Arts Academy, he was just an outsider who was ignored by everyone, and he was far removed from the circle of geniuses.

They're just taking up temporary positions here, shamelessly clinging to the name of the Ironclad Martial Arts School.

The two chatted over tea for a while, and Su Yu inquired in detail about the martial arts examination, learning more information from him.

Blackrock City intends to make this martial arts competition a grand event at the end of the year. In the current turbulent times, the Blackrock Army and the three major families intend to use this martial arts competition to stabilize the morale of the troops in the city.

……

After seeing Su Yu off, Wang Nianshen sat alone in the teahouse, looking at the flow of people outside the window, and sighed deeply.

Perhaps sending my son to a small martial arts school to learn martial arts wouldn't be a bad idea. Look at Su Yu, he seems to be doing quite well at the school. His swordsmanship must have been taught by his master himself to be so powerful.

Moreover, the relationships among the brothers in the small martial arts school should be much better, unlike the clearly defined hierarchy in the Ironclad Martial Arts School, which may be more suitable for ordinary people to rise to prominence.

And most importantly... it can also save you a lot of money on expenses!

Alas, I failed to secure the hundred-tael salary for this temporary post, so I'll have to find another place to take up a temporary post.

I hope nothing bad happens during this temporary assignment. If I get injured in a fight with martial artists, it would be a huge loss!

……

The next morning.

Su Yu had just finished washing up and hadn't even had a chance to go to the training ground when there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Brother Su, we've come to bring you something."

Yang Ai's lively voice rang out from outside the door.

Su Yu opened the door and saw the two sisters standing prettily in the doorway.

Today, they weren't wearing their practice clothes, but rather elegant everyday attire. Yang Ai wore a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), looking charming and lovely; Yang Zhen wore a light purple long dress, exuding gentle grace and poise.

"Come in and sit down."

Su Yu welcomed the two into the house.

Yang Zhen sat quietly in the chair, while Yang Ai, with her hands behind her back, curiously wandered around the room, touching and looking at everything.

"Brother Su, isn't this a bit too simple? You don't even have a decent decorative item!"

Su Yu smiled but didn't say anything.

The room is indeed a bit plain, but I usually just sleep there, so I don't need any decorations.

"Tch, boring." Yang Ai stuck out her tongue and returned to the table.

Yang Zhen glanced helplessly at his sister, then took out a silver note and an exquisite red porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

"Brother Su, this is my salary for this month, one hundred taels."

She handed the silver note to Su Yu, then picked up the porcelain bottle, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible shyness: "And this is the Blood Amber Pill. Although this medicine is not as potent as the Red Ginseng Jade Skin Pill, it is superior in that its medicinal properties are mild and long-lasting, nourishing qi and blood, making it most suitable for martial artists to take daily. You expend a lot of energy during your daily training, so it will come in handy."

Su Yu took the porcelain bottle and uncorked it.

A faint, exotic fragrance wafted out. Pouring out a pill, one could see that it was dark red and semi-transparent, resembling a piece of solidified blood-red amber.

"What's the market price of this elixir?"

"One tael of silver per piece, and there are ten pieces in this porcelain bottle."

Su Yu casually swallowed one.

The pill entered my throat and transformed into a warm current, slowly permeating my limbs and bones. The qi and blood that had been somewhat depleted due to last night's practice were slowly recovering at a comfortable pace.

It's really good stuff!

It has a mild medicinal effect, slowly restores and enhances qi and blood, and complements the effects of taking it together with Red Ginseng Jade Skin Pills!

Now that my body's Qi and blood are getting stronger, the effects of the Red Ginseng Jade Skin Pills can no longer last for three days. Adding the Blood Amber Pills is just right.

"Thank you! But this elixir wasn't mentioned in my previous salary."

Faced with Su Yu's question, Yang Zhen was about to explain when Yang Ai leaned over, pouting, "It was stolen from home by my sister, hehe, secretly given to Brother Su! My sister is so good to Brother Su~"