From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

One turtle egg can increase your stats by 10.

Unfortunately, Fang Qing later learned that these turtle demon eggs were extremely rare, and the salt fields could only produce about thirty a year.

They all drifted into the reservoir from the sea.

Once you get your hands on it, it will almost certainly be bought by someone else at a high price.

As for the saltworks, even a master like Li Zaotou, who is at the second level of Body Tempering,

They didn't dare go into the sea to retrieve these demon eggs.

The sea is too dangerous; any sea monster that jumps out is a master at least at the fifth level of Body Tempering.

There are even experts comparable to those at the True Essence Realm.

The salt fields were spared from being attacked by sea monsters only because the Fang family had inscribed some defensive formations there.

No one below the True Essence Realm is qualified to venture into the sea rashly.

When they drank every last drop of the turtle egg's yolk...

Fang Qing originally intended to break open the eggshell as usual and eat the thin membrane inside that contained the egg white.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

"Tomorrow, the head of the Fang family, a prominent Hui merchant family, is supposed to come to the salt field for the year-end inventory. I need to find a way to get there."

Hopefully, my backup plan will work; the Fang family is relatively easy to talk to.

Fang Qing knew that if he sat and waited for death, he might not be able to defeat Li Zaotou, who was at the second level of Body Tempering.

To have any chance of survival, they had to bypass Li Zaotou and establish direct contact with the Fang family, the main family of the Hui merchants.

Although Fang Qing also shared the surname Fang, he was merely an ordinary salt worker, a world apart from the Fang family, a prominent merchant clan in Huizhou.

"Then I'll have no choice but to use this as a pledge of allegiance."

Fang Qing reached into his pocket and pressed down on something wrapped in paper that he had placed in his breast pocket.

That was his last backup plan.

Tomorrow, he will try to find a way to get the people from the Fang family, the Hui merchants, to come and see if he can hand over this pledge of loyalty.

"When meeting these important figures, you should bring some gifts."

Fang Qing turned his head and looked at the shell of the last turtle demon egg he had left.

The eggshell only had a hole at the top.

Fang Qing picked up the fragment of the turtle demon eggshell and put it back together.

Using the remaining egg liquid as glue, they stuck together, and there was no visible difference on the outside.

Anyway, Fang Qing didn't have much to offer right now, so he decided to just make do for now.

Once we meet, I'll bring out the backup plan I prepared as a pledge of allegiance, and maybe then no one will pay any attention to this turtle demon egg.

Thinking of this, Fang Qing immediately took action, grabbing a handful of mud from the ground, kneading it a couple of times, and then placing it at the bottom of the turtle demon egg.

They even pressed it down so that when you pick up the turtle egg and hold it in your hand, it feels no different from a whole turtle egg.

The real turtle demon egg is filled with liquid, while the fake turtle demon egg that Fang Qing made is covered with mud at the bottom.

After preparing the gift for tomorrow's meeting,

Fang Qing then began to practice the Tongbi Divine Fist Body Tempering Method continuously.

[A crucible of martial arts, fusing all the laws of the world...]

[Performed a complete demonstration of the Tongbei Divine Fist Body Tempering Technique, cultivation level +1...]

[Current Realm: Body Tempering Level 1 Perfection (30%)...]

[Current remaining stamina: 10...]

I saw that my physical strength was almost gone.

Just then, the sound of the night watchman, Na Nachao, calling out to draw water could be heard from afar.

Fang Qing then stopped.

Fang Qing stood on the salt field and looked in the direction of the night watchman's drum.

From a distance, he could see a rather blurry figure walking quickly around the perimeter of the Jinsha Saltworks.

The figure moved at a seemingly unhurried pace.

I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but the night watchman seemed to have darted forward more than 10 meters in just a few steps.

Fang Qing frowned and looked carefully at the figure in the distance.

In a daze, he realized that the night watchman had actually heard that somewhat aged voice ringing the watchman's bell precisely at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM) every day since he was born.

However, more than ten years have passed, and it seems that no one has ever mentioned the identity of this old night watchman.

Even their age and appearance have never been mentioned.

It was as if everyone was deliberately ignoring this person.

During the day, when everyone is at work, you don't see this person.

Is it that everyone is ignoring it, or is it that no one has the ability to see this person's face clearly?

Fang Qing, filled with curiosity, strained to open his eyes, wanting to see what the night watchman looked like.

A moment later, Fang Qing rubbed his eyes. The night watchman, who had been moving forward with incredible speed, suddenly stopped in his tracks when Fang Qing's gaze fell upon him.

Then I returned to my normal walking speed.

The night watchman glanced at Fang Qing nonchalantly, then turned his head away and changed direction.

Continue banging the gong on the other side:

"The hour of Yin has arrived; it is time to gather the tide and draw in the water."

"Stove workers and salt workers, you must not be lazy; any delay in collecting the tides will be severely punished!"

Fang Qing frowned. He was already at the perfect first level of Body Tempering and would soon break through to the second level.

Logically speaking, someone at his level should have extremely sharp senses.

By the bright moonlight, they could see more clearly than ordinary people.

Despite his efforts, he could not make out the appearance of the night watchman.

"There's something wrong with this guy."

However, Fang Qing quickly shook his head.

"I should still worry about how to face Li Zaotou and the Fang family, the salt merchants from Huizhou, when dawn breaks."

Just then, footsteps could be heard in the distance, clearly indicating that some people were about to start work.

Fang Qing also immediately picked up the bundle on the ground.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give the Yanshan wall, which he had beaten up the night before and riddled with holes like honeycomb, a few more punches.

They deliberately smashed all these salt mountains into scattered salt on the ground.

Who knows if there might be some old monsters lurking in the salt fields, who might see the traces here and find Fang Qing.

Better safe than sorry!

After destroying these traces, he then walked back to his thatched hut.

……

Fang Qing and Yang Zhi continued to work as usual.

At the same time, Fang Qing was also pondering how to get a meeting with the main members of the Fang family in Huizhou.

Just as he was spreading out the ash and pressing it down, and thinking about it, Li Meng led his men directly to Fang Qing.

"Li Zao Tou has some questions for you two."

"Hurry up and pack your things. If you're even a fraction of a second slower, I'll break your legs."

Li Meng originally wanted to say a few more harsh words, but when he thought of Fang Qing's two thick arms swinging powerfully, he swallowed back the harsh words he was about to say.

He snorted coldly, then turned and left with his men.

At this moment, a look of worry flashed across Yang Zhi's face.

"Weren't the Fang family, the Hui merchants, here today to take stock of tax-related matters concerning the salt fields?"

"Why did Li, the cook, call us over at this time?"

Fang Qing was also completely baffled.

We can only react to each move as it comes...