Martial Arts Secret Realm: Only I Can Know the Plot?

Chapter 3: Useless Aji

Seeing that Sun Fan seemed to have accepted his advice, Scarface's expression relaxed a bit.

The two walked together to the intersection. Scarface seemed to want to say something, but then swallowed his words.

Finally, he clasped his hands in a fist and solemnly said to Sun Fan, "Congratulations on your triumphant return!"

Sun Fan paused for a moment, chuckled, and turned away as if he didn't care, waving his hand.

This scene was also reported to Yan Gaojiang by those secretly watching.

"What? You said that kid Sun Fan went down to the secret realm?"

Yan Gaojiang frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, after being subjected to the chilling internal force of his "Extinction Hand," Sun Fan should have had difficulty getting out of bed even if he hadn't died. How could he still enter the secret realm?

Common sense blinded him, causing him to subconsciously overlook the possibility that Sun Fan, despite being seriously injured, would still enter the secret realm.

He naturally assumed that it was his roommate Scarface who had helped Sun Fan.

So he ordered his men, "Investigate! Investigate his roommate's background thoroughly. I want to see if he's got some nerve to go against me."

It wasn't that he was blindly confident; in terms of ability, he ranked third among the twelve training classes in the first year.

In terms of background, among the four kings and five tiger generals of the Dark Martial Arts School, Fierce Tiger Yan Gaotian is his elder brother.

In first grade, very few dared to go against him.

Meanwhile, Sun Fan, having entered the secret realm, began his first journey through it.

As soon as I entered the secret realm, a cold, mechanical voice rang in my ears:

Main Quest: Survive for 15 days

Task reward: 20 task points.

An old injury was detected on the extraterrestrial visitor's body, and a side clue is provided.

Side quests: Wine, Sword, Pimp, and Apothecary.

There seem to be two swordsmen drinking in a nearby town; you can go and investigate for clues.

Task reward: ? ? ?

Sun Fan was stunned when he saw the mission prompt.

Unexpectedly, while injuries don't receive preferential treatment, my internal injury, which was determined to be an old one, was compensated by the secret realm.

The average person might be completely baffled by this nonsensical task title.

However, Sun Fan, who was familiar with the plot, reacted instantly based on the mission prompts.

The timing of his entry into the secret realm differed from that of most others.

Right now, it's still the early stages of the secret realm.

The vague mission prompt was, in his view, perfectly obvious.

Throughout the entire novel "The Sword of the Third Young Master," there is only one person who fits the identities of a drunkard, a swordsman, and a pharmacist.

That is the "Sword Demon"—Yan Shisan.

After a moment's thought, he used his precious mission points to exchange for two bottles of Moutai with iron caps, a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and a fine horse in the system shop.

These mission points were his parents' pension. If others knew that he had exchanged these precious mission points for such mundane items, they would probably cry foul.

Inheritance is the only way to obtain quest points from others.

These items could have been brought in from the outside; for each mission, the dungeon allows players to carry no more than their storage space.

Sun Fan simply didn't care.

He believed that investment would yield returns, and that his investment would bring in a hundredfold return.

Yan Shisan and the crow's tracks were easy to find.

They would appear wherever there was the biggest restaurant or the best-selling wine in the nearby town.

Having just finished a battle, the two, who seemed to share a mutual respect, entered the restaurant together.

Yan Shisan said, "After killing someone, I must drink."

The crow said, "I drank even though I didn't kill anyone."

Yan Shisan said, "After drinking, I must find a woman."

The crow said, "Even without drinking, I still find women."

Yan Shisan laughed loudly and said, "I never expected you to be such a debauched man."

The crow said, "Likewise."

They drank fine wine and ate delicious food.

After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, Yan Shisan suddenly spoke up: "Since you are a womanizer and a drunkard, I will let you off this time."

The crow asked, "Let what?"

Yan Shisan said, "I'll let you pay the bill."

The crow said, "No need to yield, you're welcome."

Yan Shisan said, "This time we must yield, we must be polite."

The crow said, "No need, no need."

Yan Shisan said, "Yes, yes."

While others usually rush to pay the bill when eating out, they insist on not paying.

Yan Shisan said, "When I'm about to kill someone, I never carry anything unnecessary on me, so as not to get in the way!"

The crow said, "Oh!"

Yan Shisan said, "Silver is the most burdensome thing."

The crow agreed.

How can someone with several hundred taels of silver on them perform agile movements?

The crow asked, "Can you bring silver notes?"

Yan Shisan said, "I hate banknotes."

The crow asked, "Why?"

Yan Shisan said, "A single silver note goes through countless hands and is passed around; it's incredibly dirty."

The crow said, "You can exchange the pearl on your sword for silver."

Yan Shisan smiled again.

The crow said, "Is this a joke?"

Yan Shisan said, "What a huge joke."

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "These beads are all fake. I would have sold the real ones long ago."

The crow was stunned.

Yan Shisan said, "That's why I must be polite today and give in to you."

The crow asked, "What if I hadn't come with you?"

Yan Shisan said, "Of course I would have had other methods back then, but now that you're here, why should I think of any other methods?"

Even the crow laughed.

Yan Shisan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

The crow said, "I laugh at you for choosing the wrong person."

He lowered his voice and said, "I'm just like you; I came here today to kill someone."

Yan Shisan asked, "You also dislike banknotes?"

The crow said, "It's utterly annoying."

Yan Shisan was also stunned.

The crow said, "That's why I must be polite today and give way to you."

After the crow finished speaking, the two men burst into laughter.

Yan Shisan suddenly wrinkled his nose, as if he had smelled something.

People who love alcohol may not be good at other things, but they must have a very keen sense of smell.

The crows also discovered it.

Their gazes followed the aroma and slowly moved to where they saw a young man in a blue robe holding a white porcelain bottle, slowly pouring out a crystal-clear liquid.

The bottle opening looked quite large, but the liquid only condensed into a thin line, slowly dripping into the glass.

Yan Shisan said, "Good wine."

The crow nodded: "A good bottle."

Suddenly, Yan Shisan slammed his hand on the table.

"Shopkeeper!"

The waiter who was serving nearby quickly ran up.

"Sir, have we failed to provide adequate hospitality?"

Yan Shisan said angrily, "Why not serve the good wine?" He pointed at Sun Fan next door.

The waiter looked embarrassed: "That customer brought his own wine! It's not one of our wines."

Yan Shisan asked with some surprise, "Are you the best restaurant in town?"

Speaking of the restaurant, the waiter said with pride, "Yes, our restaurant is the most famous in the surrounding area!"

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs-up.