Longevity Martial Arts: Obtain Golden Affixes at the Start

Anfu Village is the largest village in Qingxi Town, with a population more than ten times that of Taiping Village.

The Jiang family are landlords in Anfu Village. The head of the family is named Jiang Guanlan, who is fifty-eight years old this year. In terms of seniority, he is a few years older than Qin Jiuzhen's grandfather.

Qin Jiuzhen's eyes were red, and her voice was full of grievance:

"He used to harass me frequently, but fortunately his wife kept him in check, so he didn't do anything too outrageous. But his wife recently passed away, and he has become unscrupulous."

"Today he had his men surround my stall, forbidding anyone from buying my needlework, and threatened that if I didn't agree, he would cut off my livelihood and leave me with no place to stand in Qingxi Town."

As she spoke, she observed Hong Lang's expression.

Hong Lang frowned. This bastard is truly ruthless! He's driving people to their doom!

Seeing that Hong Lang didn't speak, Qin Jiuzhen's tears flowed like a broken string, and she choked out, "I...I really had no other choice but to come to you to see if there's anything I can do."

Hong Lang's heart softened, and he gently patted Qin Jiuzhen's back: "Sister Qin, don't go to town these days. If there's anything the family needs, just tell me. I'll settle the score with him after I become a martial artist!"

Since there are martial artists in the Jiang family, we have no choice but to temporarily avoid their sharp edge, intensify our training, and make further plans once we have sufficient confidence.

Qin Jiuzhen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded. The thought of having to serve someone of her grandfather's generation made her feel nauseous.

Looking at Qin Jiuzhen, whose face was streaked with tears, Hong Lang felt a little heavy-hearted.

In this dog-eat-dog world of martial arts, only by quickly becoming a renowned martial artist can one protect oneself and those around them.

Otherwise, you'll be at the mercy of others, without even the right to resist.

He offered a few more words of comfort, then got up, opened the door, and prepared to go home.

As soon as he opened the door, a figure collapsed into his arms—it was Li Tao'er.

It turned out that the girl had been eavesdropping at the door the whole time.

Hong Lang helped her steady and softened his tone: "Tao'er, you and Sister Qin should stay home these days and try not to go to town, lest you attract attention!"

"Oh... Brother Lang, don't forget our promise!"

Li Tao'er raised her little pink fist.

Hong Lang laughed heartily: "Anyone who dares to bully you, I'll smash their head in!"

He also raised his fist in response.

Inside the room, Qin Jiuzhen frowned, clearly anxious.

It is said that the Jiang family is a local tyrant in Anfu Village, and anyone who goes against them is destined to have a bad end.

Seeing her mother's worry, Li Tao'er stepped forward and comforted her:

"Mother, don't worry so much. I heard that Brother A-Lang just taught Niu Da and Han Dan a lesson a couple of days ago. I believe it won't be long before Brother A-Lang becomes a true martial artist and teaches those scoundrels in Anfu Village a good lesson!"

Qin Jiuzhen glared at Li Tao'er and said helplessly, "Well, you don't learn anything good, you just copy others who lie against the wall!"

"Who made you look so gloomy all night? Of course I'm curious!" Li Tao'er stuck out her tongue, looking completely innocent.

She suddenly blinked her sly eyes and whispered, "Mother, are you deliberately trying to provoke Brother Lang?"

Qin Jiuzhen's expression hardened, and after a long while, she sighed softly, her tone complex as she said:

"Sigh...you silly girl, deep affection is short-lived, and excessive intelligence is bound to bring harm. You'll understand later that being too clever isn't always a good thing!"

……

The next day, Hong Lang chopped wood until noon before going to the martial arts school.

Now, besides being a big eater, he also has two other mouths to feed at home, so he has to earn more money.

As soon as Hong Lang stepped into the martial arts hall, he sensed that something was off.

The martial arts school was usually filled with the shouts and cheers of the students practicing, but today it was unusually quiet. Everyone was practicing diligently with their heads down, and neither the master nor the mistress were in the school.

Hong Lang found Chen Nuo and asked, "Senior Brother Chen, what happened? Where are Master and Mistress?"

Chen Nuo leaned close to Hong Lang's ear, her tone tinged with gossip:

"Brother Hong, you missed a good show because you didn't come this morning! The vixen Master was keeping outside came looking for trouble, but she ran into Master's wife, and Master took off running..."

"what?"

Hong Lang was somewhat surprised, never expecting his master to have such sordid affairs; this plot was far too melodramatic.

Chen Nuo continued to ramble on, his tone full of gossip: "I heard that Master and Mistress were extremely incompatible in bed, which is why Master found another woman outside."

Goodness, this is a big bombshell.

Is it that the master is incompetent, or that the master's wife is uncooperative?

Hong Lang shook his head. These petty, mundane matters were none of his concern, and he didn't want to waste his energy on them.

Practicing martial arts is the most important thing... Practicing martial arts is the most important thing!

At Shen Shi (3-5 PM), Hong Lang was immersed in the pleasure of squatting in the stance, his blood and qi circulated throughout his body, and with each exertion, he could feel his body's strength gradually increasing.

Suddenly, a gasp of surprise came from among the disciples.

"Brother Liu Yuan, congratulations on successfully passing the level in just over a month!"

"Brother Liu Yuan, with your talent, you'll reach the Qi Gathering Realm sooner or later!"

"Brother Liu Yuan, shouldn't we celebrate?"

Surrounded by people, Liu Yuan beamed with pride and bowed to them, saying, "Tonight we're going to Songhelou Restaurant. It's my treat, everyone come!"

The crowd cheered again.

Those disciples, especially those from impoverished backgrounds, had their eyes shining brightly.

Songhelou is the most upscale restaurant in town. A meal for a dozen or so martial arts practitioners would cost at least five taels of silver.

That's equivalent to five months of their tuition!

Normally, they wouldn't even dare to step on the threshold of Songhelou.

"Hmph, they just have a little money and don't know how to show it off, who cares!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Hong Lang's ears; it was Chen Nuo speaking.

Hong Lang shook his head inwardly. Envy is a disease! Liu Yuan's family owns a cloth shop and they are not short of money.

Liu Yuan walked over and said to Chen Nuo and Hong Lang, "Brothers, please do us the honor of joining us for a get-together tonight."

His tone seemed enthusiastic, but it actually carried a hint of condescension, as if he were bestowing a reward.

Chen Nuo's jealousy vanished instantly, replaced by a fawning smile: "Of course, of course, Brother Liu, you're too kind!"

The speed at which he changed his tune was astonishing!

Hong Lang remained true to his belief that there is no such thing as a free lunch and declined the invitation to the dinner.

He didn't believe that Liu Yuan spent five taels of silver to treat everyone just to celebrate entering the Blood Refining Realm.

The richer and more powerful a person is, the more shrewd they are! Such generosity must have another purpose.

Rejected by a lowly woodcutter like Hong Lang, Liu Yuan felt a little embarrassed: "What, this brother won't do me the honor?"

Hong Lang laughed and said, "Brother Liu Yuan, you are joking. It's not that I'm unwilling to do you the honor, but I have family waiting at home. Besides, you don't even know my name, and we have no connection whatsoever, so let's just forget about it."

Feng Hu seized the opportunity and asked, "Your parents are long dead, so where did you get any family?"

Hong Lang's face instantly darkened.

It seems that Feng Hu has been holding a grudge ever since he was rejected last time, but he pretends to be nonchalant on the surface.

Seeing Hong Lang's grim expression, Feng Hu added fuel to the fire: "You don't know, do you? This Brother Hong has a thing for widows; everyone in our village knows it!"

Hong Lang walked up to Feng Hu and said coldly, "What did you say?"

Feng Hu scoffed, "Did I say you like widows? Oh no, I mean mother and daughter! Well said..."

With a snap!

A crisp slap echoed throughout the martial arts hall as Feng Hu was knocked to the ground by Hong Lang's blow.

Feeling unsatisfied, Hong Lang grabbed Feng Hu by the collar and beat him with both hands, turning his face into a pig's face in just a few blows.

Feng Hu covered his swollen face, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and several of his teeth had been knocked out.

He was a little confused. How could this guy be so fast? His strength was also astonishing. He couldn't even see his movements before the slap landed on his face.

Hong Lang glanced around and said calmly, "Next time, it won't be a slap!"

Everyone was taken aback, and their eyes showed more fear as they looked at him. They hadn't expected this peasant to be so ruthless.

Only Liu Yuan stared at Hong Lang with a livid expression.

Feng Hu usually followed behind him, calling him Brother Liu, and was considered his follower.

Hong Lang's slap wasn't just a blow to Feng Hu's face.

Enraged, Liu Yuan stepped forward and grabbed Hong Lang's shoulder: "Hong Lang, you dare to hurt someone in the martial arts school! You clearly don't respect the school's rules!"