From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

Especially when the guards saw Fang Qing wearing a new cotton-padded coat, although it didn't look expensive, it was at least presentable.

What's most striking is that Fang Qing's arms are almost as thick as his thighs.

He had the appearance of a very burly martial artist, and his attitude changed completely.

"Brother, the Fang family is in Wuyi Lane. Just turn a corner along this road, and you'll see them."

"But even though I gave you directions, without a sign, we brothers can't let you in."

Fang Qing quickly took something out of his pocket.

"I have the travel permits here; I'll write them down for you now."

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The guards responsible for defending the city were all stunned when they heard what Fang Qing said.

What do you mean? You're writing this road permit on the spot?!

Aren't all road permits issued by other people?

Although Fang Qing does not yet hold an official position, he is already in charge of the entire Jinsha Saltworks.

They already have the qualifications to issue road permits.

Immediately, Fang Qing took out a draft of a road sign template from his pocket.

Fang Qing's name and background information were already clearly written on this draft paper.

Next, all that's left is to get to the destination.

Fang Qing took a pen and wrote "Fang Family of Wuyi Lane" at the location.

The name of the visitor was written as the second young lady of the Fang family.

After writing these words, Fang Qing took out a special seal for the saltworks stove from his pocket.

The words "Jinsha Saltworks, Ambassador within the Saltworks, Seal for Special Use" are very prominent.

Fang Qing breathed on the seal to soften the ink.

The next moment, he stamped it directly onto the road sign he had just written.

The guards responsible for protecting the city were completely stunned by Fang Qing's actions.

"There really are people who create their own travel guides."

Having grown up and guarded the city gate for so long, this was the first time they had ever seen anything like it.

It wasn't until Fang Qing handed the travel permit to one of the guards that...

After the guards checked the documents and confirmed that there were no problems and that the documents were indeed from the Fang family, they did not make things difficult and let them pass directly.

Following the directions given by the guard, Fang Qing easily found the Fang family's residence in Wuyi Lane.

The Fang family mansion is still very grand.

The vermilion gate was guarded by two servants holding long sticks.

Fang Qing handed over Fang Lingsu's waist token directly, explaining his purpose.

The two servants quickly let them pass.

They arrived smoothly at one of the Fang family's accounting rooms.

A butler-like person was already waiting.

It was obvious that Fang Lingsu had given prior notice.

The process of freeing people from slavery went very smoothly.

When Fang Qing retrieved her identity document...

Seeing that he had finally regained his freedom, Fang Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

With his current identity document, Fang Qing can now confidently and boldly learn martial arts.

If he wanted to, he could even participate in the martial arts examination and obtain official rank, which would be no problem at all.

Fang Qing cupped his hands in a respectful greeting to the butler, and was about to leave when...

Suddenly, a man in fine clothes with a square face walked over.

The man was holding a folding fan. When he saw Fang Qing, he put the fan away and bowed slightly in advance.

"Is it Fang Qing, the brave warrior?"

Fang Qing raised an eyebrow and sized up the richly dressed man in front of her, whose entire outfit could be bought with just a small piece of fabric.

Especially the jade pendant this guy was wearing, which was many times more valuable in terms of material than the jade items he got from Li Zaotou.

Moreover, this person's presence at the Fang family's residence clearly indicates that he is not an ordinary person.

What alarmed Fang Qing the most was the elderly man standing behind the richly dressed man.

The old man was wearing an ordinary blue cotton robe, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and he walked with his eyes squinted.

He looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

However, Fang Qing, who had already reached the minor completion stage of the second level of Body Tempering, saw the old man as a furnace filled with volcanic magma.

The surging energy emanating from him was so powerful that even Fang Qing dared not look directly at him.

Perhaps only Fang Lingsu's energy level is slightly higher than that of this old man.

This made Fang Qing very wary.

Fang Qing quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"This humble servant is Fang Qing. May I ask who you are?"

Fang Jingyuan immediately returned the greeting.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Fang Jingyuan from the Fang family, and I am Fang Lingsu's older brother. Although, my sister never really cares about her brother."

"Brave warrior Fang Qing, may I have a word with you in private?"

Fang Qing suddenly looked enlightened.

During his private conversations with Guard Lin, he already knew that the Fang family was now mainly divided into several branches.

The most powerful among them was Fang Jingyuan from the eldest branch of the family, who was Fang Lingsu's half-brother.

Although Fang Jingyuan doesn't have much talent in martial arts, he is, after all, the eldest son and is very likely to take over the entire Fang family in the future.

Fang Lingsu, due to her exceptional talent in martial arts, was qualified to rival the eldest branch of the Fang family.

However, during this period, the eldest branch of the family had been insisting on marrying Fang Lingsu off.

They also found several potential marriage partners for Fang Lingsu.

Naturally, Fang Lingsu, who was devoted to martial arts, rejected them all.

The mastermind behind all of this was Fang Jingyuan.

Now that Fang Qing has provided the recipe for refined salt, Fang Lingsu has been able to shift slightly from a passive to an active position.

Now that Fang Qing has just been freed from slavery, he still has to give Fang Jingyuan some face.

Fang Qing immediately made a gesture of invitation.

The three of them went directly to a pavilion next to the courtyard.

When the three of them sat down in the pavilion, a maidservant immediately served them steaming hot tea.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fang Qing got straight to the point, not intending to waste any more time there.

"Young Master, what brings you here?"

Hearing Fang Qing speak so gently and politely,

The old man standing behind Fang Jingyuan finally opened his eyes and glanced in Fang Qing's direction.

He originally thought Fang Qing was nothing more than a slave.

Even if they are freed from slavery, their nature cannot be changed.

At this moment, Fang Qing, in terms of his interpersonal skills and various methods, seemed to be quite different from the ignorant salt farmers at the bottom of society.

This made the old man take another look at Fang Qing.

Fang Jingyuan then picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said directly:

"I don't like beating around the bush. It's very simple. I've got my eye on the refined salt recipe you have."

"If you could transfer the recipe for that refined salt to me."

Fang Jingyuan held up one finger and said:

"Each month, I can give you a Body Tempering Pill and ten catties of spiritual flesh. What do you think, Warrior Fang?"

Upon hearing the price offered by Fang Jingyuan, Fang Qing immediately frowned.

Fang Lingsu gave him two Body Tempering Pills every month, and his spiritual flesh was increased to thirty catties.

Although Fang Qing had never seen what this spiritual body looked like,

Even Li Zaotou, the head of the saltworks, could only receive five catties of spirit meat as his salary each month.

It's easy to imagine that this spiritual flesh must be a valuable resource for a body-tempering martial artist.

But now, this guy named Fang Jingyuan is only giving himself one Body Tempering Pill at the start, and only ten catties of spiritual flesh each month.

In comparison, Fang Lingsu had indeed treated me quite well...

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