Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

Near the south of the city,

In an empty alley.

"Thanks……"

Wei He stared blankly for a long time at the silver note with a face value of one hundred that Zhao Zheng stuffed into her hand, a silver note that could solve her current problem.

To be honest, ever since Zhao Zheng suggested that she get out of the car and go for a walk together, she was prepared to throw lime at him at any moment.

"You are welcome……"

Zhao Zheng modified his answer using the same words he had previously spoken to Chen Qing. To be honest, he was beginning to understand why his senior brother Su Ming liked to follow the rules. This feeling of not having to think was indeed... quite brainless.

After chatting with Wei He for a while, Zhao Zheng looked at Wei He with a strange feeling, who had also asked the same question, "Why do you study martial arts?"

He meant to say, "You're sisters, aren't you?"

However, it still came down to this.

"You want to hear the truth or a lie!"

Zhao Zheng's smile remained unchanged, but this time Wei He's eyes darted around as she chuckled, "I want to hear what kind of lies you're telling first!"

"By drawing inferences from one instance to another, one method can illuminate all methods!"

"What's the truth?"

"To deal with you bunch of martial arts practitioners!"

"..."

Wei He's fairly pretty face twitched slightly at the corners of her mouth. She nodded and said almost exactly what Chen Qing had said: "I...I think next time you can just tell lies!"

She didn't mean anything by it, but sometimes the truth is the most hurtful. Zhao Zheng's words made even someone like her feel uncomfortable, let alone others who heard them!

"OK!"

Zhao Zheng smiled and nodded, chatted for a few more minutes, and watched Wei He continue walking towards the south of the city, while he turned and headed towards the Zuowang Temple in the east of the city.

After walking around the streets for a while, Zhao Zheng frowned when he saw the rice in the rice shop that had increased in price again. Then he turned around and walked into the deserted alley next to him.

A figure descended from the sky, or rather, Li Qi floated gently from the rooftop to Zhao Zheng and bowed respectfully.

"Young master, here's what you wanted!"

"Um……"

Zhao Zheng took the two sheets of paper covered with writing from Li Qi and began to read them. The writing on the two sheets of paper was none other than the biographical information of Wei He and Chen Qing.

Since he's already invested, he needs to check the family backgrounds and social connections of the two people he's investing in.

"We were all born into hardship..."

Looking at the words on the paper, Zhao Zheng muttered something under his breath. Li Qi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and spoke.

"Young Master, although their martial arts talent is quite good, their appearance... the Mistress might not like it..."

"???"

A series of question marks appeared in Zhao Zheng's mind. Then, he looked at Li Qi expressionlessly, pointed to the roof, and indicated that the other party should go back to where he came from.

"Goodbye, young master!"

Realizing he had spoken out of turn, Li Qi left with an embarrassed smile, while Zhao Zheng looked at the information on the two women in his hand as he walked away.

To be honest, he didn't see anything. The two women's information was all normal; they were the typical poor people who learned martial arts to change their fate.

"So, why were they able to break through at the perfect moment...? Maybe I should try again...? Never mind, everyone has their own destiny. Besides, I've already invested and shown goodwill. Even if they really are the main characters, they probably won't make a move against me, right?"

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, then gently trembled the hand holding the two pieces of paper. He activated the incense-lighting technique, and the two pieces of paper instantly ignited without any flame.

After the two pieces of paper had completely turned to ashes and scattered in the wind, Zhao Zheng walked out of the alley. But as soon as he left, he raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look at the alleyway in the distance.

"A demon?"

Meanwhile, in the south of the city.

In a narrow alley, where there were no bricks or stones on the ground, only clods of dirt that hurt the feet, tattered straw mats were crookedly erected on both sides.

There were obvious holes of varying sizes on the roof of the shed, and cracks appeared in the mud-brick walls, but the sounds of conversation could be heard coming from inside.

These are unique sheds and shelters in the south of the city!

At the base of the wall, tattered cloths that hadn't been taken down yet were still drying, swaying in the wind, their sour smell mixed with the earthy odor filling the surroundings.

A stray dog ​​huddled in a corner, whimpering. A drunkard, wearing a patched-up short jacket with a torn collar revealing his thin ribs, tattered cloth shoes with his toes sticking out, his feet covered in mud, and swollen cheeks marked with bruises, staggered along, carrying an empty wine bottle.

He muttered under his breath, "That bastard dared to push me? Does he think I'm easy to bully? I was only letting him have his way; if I hadn't been trying to save him some face, I would have knocked him down with one punch!"

As he spoke, the drunkard spat on the ground and staggered toward his home at the end of the alley, muttering curses under his breath.

"Dare to bully me? I wish you'll fall sooner or later. Did you even have a son...?" The drunkard was startled when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around with a look of fear on his face.

"You've hit me before... You scared me to death! I thought that bastard had followed us... Damn it..."

The drunkard, not seeing the fear disappear from Li Si's face, turned back, cursing again, and walked towards his home at the end of the alley.

Meanwhile, in the alley behind him, a man and a woman were facing off. The woman was alluring, and her slightly long, pink tongue, licking her red lips, was enough to let those men know that he had to marry her.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The woman smiled and spoke, but the expression on her pretty face gave off an indescribable strangeness. Although she was smiling, it gave off an eerie feeling, as if she were parroting someone else's words.

A feeling of being inhuman!

"I'm torn..."

The man, Zhao Zheng, frowned and spoke upon seeing the demonic aura approaching. The woman responded with an "oh," her pretty face showing a strange curiosity.

What are you struggling with?

"I actually wanted to suggest that you find a bad guy to eat, but that doesn't seem right. After all, I'm a Taoist priest, and you're... a snake demon!" Zhao Zheng said truthfully.

Under his discerning eye, there was no longer any alluring woman before him, only a large, blue snake staring at him with its bloodthirsty vertical pupils.

Before the other party could speak, Zhao Zheng sighed and said, "But a new problem has arisen. I've realized I might not be able to beat you..."

"Oh, you're quite self-aware, aren't you? But why are you making me eat bad people? Aren't bad people's lives also lives?"

The alluring woman smiled and retorted, to which Zhao Zheng shook his head, saying, "Bad people's lives matter too, but in my opinion, their lives are unimportant!"

"Interesting, but... I'd like to know, do you consider yourself a good person?" The alluring woman smiled and changed the subject, posing the question.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng shook his head and said, "I've never considered myself a good person, but I don't think I'm a bad person either!"

"Neither a good person nor a bad person, then what kind of person are you?"

"Just an ordinary person!"

"I suddenly don't want to eat you anymore, I want to capture you and take you back to be my bandit husband!" The charming woman smiled and licked her red lips with her tongue.

Despite smelling a foul, fishy odor, Zhao Zheng's expression remained unchanged as he asked curiously, "By the way, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask it!"

"Go ahead and tell me..."

"If you get pregnant, will you give birth to an egg or a person? Will your child hatch from an egg or be born viviparously?"

"..."

"By the way, do you have a mother? Were you born from a live birth or an egg-laying birth? If you were an egg-laying birth, will your children be born from a live birth?"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, is your ability to speak due to the refinement of the transverse bone in your throat? Does your child need to refine it again? If he doesn't, then does his child?"

"..."

The allure on the woman's face vanished, replaced by a chilling aura of murderous intent and deep irritation that surfaced with each of Zhao Zheng's questions.

At this moment, her feelings were probably as follows!

Did you all see that? This guy just keeps going on and on, nagging and whining, it's like there's a fly buzzing around all day.

Buzz... Sorry, not just one, but a swarm of flies buzzing around you, buzzing... buzzing... buzzing... buzzing... flying into your ear...

"I want...you dead..."

The alluring woman, whose face was covered in dense blue scales and whose beautiful eyes had turned into snake pupils, moved and angrily struck out with her palm.

This time, Zhao Zheng witnessed what it truly meant to move like a dragon. He only felt a blur before his eyes as a gust of wind mixed with a foul stench rushed towards him at an alarming speed.

bang——

With a loud bang, the brick and earthen wall behind where Zhao Zheng had been standing was smashed open by the snake woman's palm, leaving a hole the size of a millstone.

Dust billowed up, and smoke filled the alley. Zhao Zheng, who had narrowly escaped the attack, asked in surprise.

"I think... I could beat you!"

"die!"

Without a word, the snake woman charged at Zhao Zheng again, using no fancy moves, only a fist covered in scales that tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound.