Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

The next day, the sun rose in the east.

Despite not having slept all night and standing in the courtyard all night at the Zhenyue Stake, Zhou Chen showed no signs of fatigue. On the contrary, his eyes shone brightly and he was in excellent spirits.

He slowly withdrew his stance, and a white arrow of energy, carrying wisps of turbid air, shot out from his mouth.

[Zhenyue Stake Progress +1]

[Zhenyue Stance, Beginner Level (4%)]

"A whole night of hard work, and I've only improved my proficiency a little." Looking at the information displayed on the panel in front of him, Zhou Chen shook his head helplessly.

If this pace continues, it will be several months before he reaches the next level of Zhenyue Zhuang through arduous training.

Fortunately, I didn't expect to rely on myself alone.

As his thoughts raced, a loud gurgling sound came from Zhou Chen's stomach.

He walked quickly to the well and took out the wild boar meat that had been stored there the day before.

The cut-up wild boar meat was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

Zhou Chen fetched another bucket of water, took the two portions of wild boar meat that had been cut up, and then hoisted the remaining parts back into the well.

When he divided the food yesterday, he estimated the size based on his own meal portions, but he did not expect that practicing the Zhenyue Stance would consume an astonishing amount of food.

"In that case, this meat is even less likely to be used to exchange for supplies."

Once the wild boar meat was cooked, Zhou Chen tore off a piece full of fragrant fat, ground it with his teeth to extract all the nutrients, and then swallowed it whole.

Zhou Chen finished the two portions of wild boar meat, then took off the Yunsong rabbit skin that he had asked Uncle Sun to tan, slung his bow and arrows over his shoulder, and headed out.

Today is the day the county caravan comes to the village to buy supplies, so we can sell these rabbit skins to exchange for some brown rice and pickled vegetables.

Eating meat every day without any variety is exhausting.

As Zhou Chen approached the village entrance, he heard the clatter of horses' hooves coming from afar.

Looking up, a horse team was galloping straight towards Cangsong Village.

A group of robust young men, dressed in robes and wearing headscarves, rode on horseback, chatting and laughing.

Behind them, carriages of all ages left deep ruts on the soft ground.

"Wow, the ruts are so deep, it seems they brought quite a lot of goods this time," an elderly man with gray hair exclaimed in surprise.

This man is Qin Song, the village chief of Cangsong Village, and also the oldest person in the village.

He was usually in charge of handling these business matters.

"Whoa..."

The galloping horse was extremely fast, and in no time it had reached the entrance of Cangsong Village from afar.

At this time, the hundred households in Cangsong Village had already set up their stalls according to unwritten rules, quietly waiting for this once-a-week gathering.

"Young Master Chen, it's you again today." Qin Song looked at the burly man in gray robes at the front of the caravan and took a few steps forward to greet him, his steps trembling.

Even the villagers sitting at the stalls looked delighted when they saw this person, clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time they had encountered him.

Seeing that the villagers of Cangsong Village had already set up their stalls and that he no longer needed to manage the order, the burly man dismounted.

"Village Chief Qin, the caravan has other important business to attend to today, so let's begin."

Qin Song wasn't annoyed by the rebuff and replied with a smile, "Okay."

"Uncle Sun, who is this person?" Zhou Chen asked, sitting cross-legged next to Uncle Sun's stall.

"This is Chen Zhige, the young master of the Chen family in the county. He's a very kind man. Every time he goes to different villages to buy supplies, he distributes porridge," Uncle Sun whispered back.

As the two were talking, several carriages followed behind the caravan.

Chen Zhige gave the driver a look, and then the side panels of the carriage were opened, and all sorts of goods were unloaded from the carriage by the caravan's guards.

Among them, what caught the villagers' attention the most were the steaming porridge buckets on the last two horse-drawn carts.

"Take it one at a time, don't rush..."

The aroma of the rice porridge, cooked with fine rice, spread with the cold wind, and even Zhou Chen, who had just eaten two servings of wild boar meat, couldn't help but take a sniff.

Women and children who did not participate in the market flocked to the porridge buckets, vying to speak auspicious words and hoping that the porridge givers would give them more.

"This bowl of porridge has saved countless lives," Uncle Sun and the other stall owners said with emotion, looking at the gaunt figure in front of the porridge bucket without getting up.

At this moment, Chen Zhige led a group of shopkeepers and buyers toward the villagers' stalls.

These shopkeepers were not all members of the Chen family, but rather were composed of members from various families, businesses, and even gangs in the county.

Many shopkeepers walked through the market, stopping to negotiate prices when they found something they liked. Once a deal was struck, it was a business transaction.

Chen Zhige walked through the market with his hands behind his back, occasionally buying small items, but did not purchase any large quantities of goods from the village's hunting teams.

"This rabbit pelt is nice, how much?" Chen Zhige hesitated for a while, only holding a few uniquely shaped handicrafts in his hand, clearly not very satisfied.

"Fifty coins."

Zhou Chen had already asked Uncle Sun beforehand, and the price of rabbit skin at this time was about forty-five copper coins. Since his skin was in good condition, fifty copper coins was not considered overcharging.

"Okay." Chen Zhige nodded, and the man behind him immediately took out his money to pay the bill.

Just then, two riders came galloping from a distance at great speed, splashing up clouds of mud.

"Young master, the man has been found, but nothing was found on him."

Upon hearing the voice, Chen Zhige's expression changed, and he stomped his feet on the ground, arriving in front of the two riders in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!" Zhou Chen's eyes narrowed. Chen Zhige's burst of speed was much faster than that of the black-clad figure.

"Uncle Sun, what is Young Master Zhige's strength?"

Uncle Sun pondered for a moment, "Perhaps it's bone forging, or maybe it's internal strengthening?"

Zhou Chen's gaze was deep. Could the two riders who had just reported to Chen Zhige be the men in black they had encountered yesterday?

Has it been found yet?

About 15 minutes later, most of the goods on the villagers' stalls had been sold.

After receiving the money, the villagers gathered around the goods brought by the caravan, picking and choosing, and purchasing their winter belongings.

Zhou Chen also used the fifty coins he got from selling rabbit skins to buy five catties of coarse rice and five goose feather arrows.

Among these, unpolished rice was priced at five coins per pound, and so were goose feather arrows, which made Zhou Chen sigh at the high price of arrows.

Only after the supplies were purchased did Uncle Sun pull Zhou Chen toward the porridge bucket.

Zhou Chen picked up a bowl of thick white porridge, which was level with the rim, and sipped it.

Many villagers around him patted their round bellies, looking like they still wanted to eat another bowl.

Having lived in an era of great productivity growth in his previous life, he had never felt that having enough to eat could be so difficult.

Here, even a bowl of thick porridge evokes gratitude.

If it weren't for Uncle Sun's help and the help of the panel, he would still be struggling to make ends meet.

stomping on...

With a thud, Chen Zhige, who had disappeared after hearing the report from the two riders, reappeared.

Are there any wild boar meat vendors selling at today's market?

Many shopkeepers who were purchasing supplies shook their heads, clearly indicating that they had never encountered such a situation before.

Chen Zhige frowned slightly. The two riders had just led him to the pit where Du Chong's body was located, which also contained the carcass of a wild boar.

Although the two corpses had been gnawed beyond recognition by wild beasts in the mountains, he would not overlook the two intact cuts on the wild boar's body.

Someone else found the pit before him and took a large piece of wild boar meat.

If we can find traces of wild boar meat, we might be able to find clues about the gold paper on Du Chong's body.

If one could obtain the cultivation method written on that golden paper, one might be able to become a disciple of the county school and rise to prominence without being forced by one's family.

Yunsong Village, which is closest to the pit, is naturally the most suspicious place.

Seeing that no one answered, Chen Zhige looked at the villagers who were looking at each other and still did not know the whole story, and said, "Did you see anyone carrying wild boar meat down the mountain yesterday?"

"A reward of ten taels of silver will be given for any clues!"

"Ten taels, one hundred strings of cash!" Upon hearing this, the villagers of Cangsong Village immediately erupted in uproar.

Ten taels of silver is more than enough to get through the winter, and even to buy a house in the county town to settle down.

If there's any left over, they can send their children to study literature and martial arts, giving them hope for the future.

The powerful temptation compelled everyone in Cangsong Village to desperately recall their experiences from the previous day.

Even so, no one answered after a long while.