The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

A river breeze blew by, and Ye Sheng felt relaxed all over. The debt to the boatmen was finally paid off; from this day forward, he owed no one anything.

Thinking of this, Ye Sheng smiled slightly. Then, he turned and walked briskly towards Shuilongdu.

It was already afternoon when they returned to the shed. Ye Kai saw Ye Sheng enter and asked, "Brother, are you done?"

"I've paid it all off," Ye Sheng said with a smile.

"From today onwards, we owe no one anything."

Ye Kai's eyes reddened again.

"Brother, you've worked hard."

Ye Sheng shook his head, "It's not hard work."

He sat down next to his younger brother.

"Brother, we need to make some plans now."

"Your leg will need to heal for a while. In the meantime, I'll continue to chop wood and gather herbs to earn money."

"Once your leg heals, we'll find a way to leave Shuilongdu."

Ye Kai was taken aback. "Leave Shuilong Ferry?"

"Mm." Ye Sheng nodded.

"This place isn't safe. That bastard Zhao Hu and Wang Laizi are both watching us."

"Instead of living in fear and anxiety here, let's go somewhere else."

Ye Kai bit his lip. "But brother, we're migrants. Without travel permits, it's inconvenient for us to go anywhere."

"I have a solution." Ye Sheng took out the jade token from the Qingyun Sword Sect from his pocket.

"Yun Zhonghe gave me this, saying that I can go to the Qingyun Sword Sect to find him."

"If we can join the Qingyun Sword Sect, we will no longer be outsiders."

Ye Kai's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Mm." Ye Sheng nodded.

"However, this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Right now, the most important thing is to help your leg recover."

Ye Kai nodded.

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Ye Sheng frowned, stood up, and gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping at the door of the shed.

"Knock knock knock".

A knock came at the door.

Ye Sheng walked to the door and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Kid, it's me."

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

It's Liu the Cripple.

Ye Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

Liu the Cripple stood at the door, leaning on his crutch.

"Master Liu," Ye Sheng stepped aside, "come in quickly."

Liu the Cripple went into the house and sat down by the fire.

"Hey kid, I heard you're back?"

"Yeah, I just got back today."

Liu the Cripple nodded and said, "I came to find you because I have something to tell you."

Ye Sheng's heart tightened. "What is it?"

"Someone at the ghost market is asking about you."

Liu the Cripple nodded, took out his pipe from his pocket, and slowly filled it with tobacco.

"A few days ago, a man wearing a silver mask was wandering around the outer city of the ghost market, asking everyone he met if they had seen a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who could use a knife and was quite skilled."

He lit his pipe and took a drag.

"I heard people talking about it, and it sounds like they're talking about you."

Ye Sheng frowned. "What else did that person say?"

"That's it." Liu the Cripple exhaled a puff of smoke. "He asked around, but no one paid him any attention, so he left."

"but……"

He paused, his expression turning serious.

"There's something wrong with the aura emanating from that person."

Ye Sheng's heart sank. "What do you mean?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it," Liu the Cripple shook his head, "but it just feels very dangerous, like... a cultivator."

Monk!

Ye Sheng clenched his fist.

It's not surprising to find cultivators in the ghost market, but it's very strange to find someone specifically inquiring about him.

"Mr. Liu, what did that person look like?"

"I can't see clearly," Liu the Cripple shook his head. "They're wearing masks and black robes, and you can't even tell if their voices are male or female."

He paused.

"However, I heard that the man was holding a jade pendant with the character 'Su' engraved on it."

Ye Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

苏?

Could it be related to Su Wan?

"Master Liu, is that person still in the Ghost Market?"

"I don't know." Liu the Cripple took a drag of his cigarette. "I just heard it from someone else; I don't know the specifics."

He paused, then continued.

"Kid, I advise you to stay away from the ghost market lately."

"That person is clearly coming for you. If you run into him, you might get into trouble."

Ye Sheng remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I understand, thank you for reminding me, Mr. Liu."

Liu the Cripple stood up and walked out, leaning on his crutch.

"Alright, I've delivered the message. Be careful."

He walked to the door, then suddenly stopped.

"By the way, that bastard Wang Laizi has been causing trouble at the ferry crossing again lately."

"However, now that you are under the protection of the boatmen, he will not dare to make any rash moves. But the kind of person he is will definitely not let this go. You have to be careful."

Ye Sheng's eyes turned cold. "Hmph, if he dares to come, I'll make him walk out sideways."

Liu the Cripple chuckled. "Good lad, it's good that you have this ruthlessness."

After saying that, he leaned on his cane and slowly walked away.

Ye Sheng stood at the door, watching his retreating figure, his brows furrowed.

People in the ghost market were asking about him.

He was also holding a jade pendant engraved with the character "Su".

This matter is most likely related to Su Wan.

Could they be from the Su family?

Or are they from the Blood Pact Merchant Guild?

Ye Sheng shook his head and turned to go back into the house.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ye Kai asked, looking at his expression with concern.

"It's nothing." Ye Sheng sat down next to his younger brother. "Someone was asking about me at the ghost market."

"who?"

"I don't know," Ye Sheng shook his head, "but it should be related to Miss Su."

Ye Kai bit his lip. "Could they be here to cause trouble?"

"That's possible," Ye Sheng said in a deep voice. "So we need to be more careful during this time."

He stood up and said in a low voice, "I need to hurry up and become stronger."

Ye Kai looked at Ye Sheng's retreating figure, his eyes filled with worry.

For the next few days, Ye Sheng lived a very regular life.

Every morning, he would go to the river to fetch water and pick some wild vegetables and herbs along the way.

In the morning, we practiced basic sword techniques; in the afternoon, we practiced stance training and internal breathing exercises.

That night, I sat by the fire, studying those three pieces of vermilion paper.

The progress of [Basic Knife Techniques] is steadily increasing, and it has now reached "63/500".

The Internal Breath Method has also increased from "7/100" to "15/100".

Although the progress was slow, Ye Sheng could feel himself getting stronger every day.

That afternoon, Ye Sheng was practicing his swordsmanship outside when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the other side of the pier.

He stopped what he was doing, gripped the machete tightly, and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

Before long, a group of people walked over from the other side of the pier.

The one leading them was none other than Wang Laizi.

Behind him were Er Gou, Ma Zi, and that burly third brother.

The four men swaggered over, their footsteps echoing on the pier.

Ye Sheng's eyes turned cold, and he gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly.

coming.

Wang Laizi stopped ten steps in front of the shed, chewing on a blade of grass, and squinting at Ye Sheng.

"Hey kid, I heard you're back?"

Ye Sheng didn't speak, he just stared at him coldly.

Wang Laizi felt uncomfortable under that gaze and spat.

"Kid, don't think that just because you're affiliated with the shipyard, I won't dare to mess with you."

He gave a cold laugh.

"I've heard the news. You were wanted before, so you must have committed a crime. But why was the warrant suddenly lifted? What tricks did you use? Anyway, I'll definitely find something on you. Just you wait and see."

"None of your business. You should mind your own business. Don't come to me for medical bills if you accidentally get beaten up by the boatmen."

Hearing Ye Sheng say those words made Wang Laizi want to curse.

"Damn it, you injured my men before, and now you dare to bring it up again? I think you're tired of living."

"Kid, just you wait. Someone will come to deal with you soon. Hmph, even the ship's crew might not be able to protect you then."