I ascended to godhood through the 100-ton King Martial Arts.

Martial Arts Hall No. 8.

It was still dark.

The students in the dormitory had already gotten up early to wash up and prepare for a new day of hard work.

In this place, the wealthy don't come, and the talented are invested in early on, living in separate dormitories and enjoying better living conditions.

Those who remained were ordinary people without outstanding talents.

For them, diligence is the cheapest and only ladder to hope.

To stand out, luck plays a bigger role.

Huang Shan blended into the crowd, moving nimbly.

His family was relatively well-off. Although he looked thin, he was actually full of energy and had a sharp mind, having followed his father around the streets and alleys since he was a child.

With daily practice of medicinal diets for health maintenance and standing meditation to nourish the blood.

Now he can vaguely sense the subtle restlessness of blood and qi beneath his skin.

Perhaps in a few more months.

He could then control his qi and blood to repay his family.

...

After washing up.

Huang Shan was carrying a wooden basin and was about to go back inside when he saw several companions standing at the door, so he didn't dare to go in.

Curious, he stepped forward and saw a tall young man in exquisite clothing standing beside him, frowning and silent, looking rather unhappy.

The other party clearly came from a powerful background.

The trainees were stuck at the entrance, unsure whether to go in or back.

Huang Shan felt that the other person looked familiar.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on his face. He carried the wooden basin into the room and said, "Li Qing...Young Master Li, it's been a long time."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan turned his head to look.

He saw that it was a boy who looked like a human-shaped weasel.

They realized what was happening.

This is the boy in the next bunk.

The two had spoken once before, exchanged names, and could barely be considered nodding acquaintances.

He nodded: "Huang Shan, do you know where the package I put in that compartment went?"

Huang Shan was overjoyed.

He put down the basin, wiped his slightly damp hands, climbed onto the bed, opened the small wooden box by his bedside, and took out a package that looked brand new: "Young Master Li, you left in a hurry before and didn't come back for several days. I was worried that you might have lost your things, so I put them away without permission. Don't worry, I haven't opened them."

He knew that Li Qingshan had already been infected with the blood, and although he thought that the other party would not come back, when he saw the package that the other party had left behind, he thought that it would be easy to keep it safe, so he just put it away.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually came back.

Dad was right; some small, inexpensive things can bring unexpected surprises.

Li Qingshan was somewhat surprised.

He took the package, felt the familiar outline of the cloth shoes, and smiled: "Thank you. By the way, my cousin will be coming here to learn martial arts in a few days. His name is Li Tie, and he's Instructor Zhang's son-in-law. You can get to know him if you have time."

Huangshan is quite ambitious, but not stupid.

Taking him on as a gofer might not be a bad idea.

Upon hearing this, Huang Shan's eyes lit up with even greater joy.

After repeating Li Tie's name in his mind several times, he nodded repeatedly: "I'll remember, Young Master Li."

Li Qingshan didn't order any more, picked up the package, and headed towards the training ground.

...

Entrance to the training ground.

Zhang Shouzhou had arrived long ago and was pacing around.

They saw Li Qingshan arrive.

He stepped forward with a smile: "Nephew, you are a trustworthy person, coming so early."

Li Qingshan laughed and said, "Come over and finish your work as soon as possible, then report to the Iron Leg Gate."

Registration is not troublesome.

The person in charge of registration was Old Li, who was in charge of logistics.

Speaking of which...

The other party still owes Li Qingshan two sets of martial arts school uniforms that haven't been delivered.

When Lao Li was awakened from his sleep by Zhang Shouzhou kicking the door, and then saw that Li Qingshan, who was a student just a month ago, had broken through the physical body realm, he was completely numb.

Registration complete.

He shamelessly stuffed a few silver notes into his hand: "Brother Li, I was greedy for a few cups of tea earlier, which delayed the distribution of supplies. I haven't had a chance to make up for it since. Please give me another chance."

Li Qingshan glanced at it and saw that it was fifty taels of silver, so he took it: "No problem, no problem."

Now the tuition fees for the martial arts school have been recouped.

He was filled with emotion again.

When he was just a student, the other party never even saw his face, and kept making excuses and dragging their feet.

Before I could even say anything, the other person backed down, afraid that I would hold a grudge.

The power of the punches is truly wonderful.

...

We left the martial arts school.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Shouzhou, Li Qingshan didn't rush to Tietuimen, but went to Wangjiabao first.

Wang Xiao was a great help to him.

He was invited by Wang Xiao to work on his land for seven days and seven nights, sowing seeds to his heart's content.

Now that he has broken through to the physical realm, he should also inform his family.

It's not that I want to get more involved with those plots of land.

He is young now and has a promising future. Unlike his previous life, he is not resigned to his fate and doesn't care about offspring at all.

It's simply about knowing how to be grateful.

Without Wang Xiaoyi's initial guidance, relying on Zhang Shouzhou and his few lazy and irresponsible instructors, he would definitely have taken many detours and would not have been able to break through to the physical body realm so quickly.

Only after arriving did Li Qingshan learn that Wang Xiaoyi's family had moved away more than a month earlier, right after he finished plowing the land.

Nobody knows where they went.

Li Qingshan has no regrets about this.

Anyway, he came, so he's done his duty.

...

After leaving Wangjiabao, Li Qingshan returned to the county town and headed towards the inner city of Qingyuan County.

This is a unique feature of this world.

Martial arts sects and the like are not located in famous mountains at all.

First came the hardship, then the city.

This is common knowledge in this world today: when you arrive at a certain place, the core area must be near the Bitter Realm.

The same applies to the Iron Leg Gate.

The entire inner city of the county was the residence of the Iron Leg Gate.

The entrance to the inner city is very close to Wang Xiao's former residence.

It's just across the street.

The inner city walls were much higher than the outer city walls.

There were few people coming and going at the city gate.

The city gate guards, each one brimming with vitality and piercing eyes, resembled statues, deterring passersby from approaching them easily.

Li Qingshan stepped forward, took out his martial arts token and the token given to him by the martial arts school: "I want to enter the inner city and complete the entry procedures."

The gatekeeper was clearly also a martial artist at the Body Refinement Realm.

He glanced at the sign, a serpentine phantom flashing in his eyes before completing the verification: "I am Qian San. Congratulations in advance, junior brother, on joining the sect. After entering the city, a puppet carriage will take you to the miscellaneous goods hall, where someone will come out to greet you."

Li Qingshan nodded his thanks.

We entered the city.

Li Qingshan discovered that the inner city and the outer city were completely different.

What comes into view is a wide, spacious square.

On both sides of the square are rows of horse-drawn carriages that look like sculptures.

The coachman on the carriage was the same type as the man in the straw raincoat and hat who had taken Wang Xiao away that day.

He immediately felt that the coachman didn't seem like a real person.

So they really are just puppets.

Beyond the square, an unknown white mist rose, impenetrable to the naked eye, revealing only the outlines of palace-like buildings standing tall.

Occasionally, enormous flying creatures descend from the clouds, landing in various places, adding a touch of ethereal and otherworldly charm to the area.

Strangely enough.

When he was in the outer city, Li Qingshan had never seen any creature flying around in the clouds above his head.

He stroked his chin: "Probably the effect of that formation again."

When looking at it.

A horse-drawn carriage automatically drove up to him and stopped.

Li Qingshan got into the car and wanted to look at the outside scenery through the window, but he found that the white fog was also strange. He could only see various blurry outlines, so he lost interest.

Half an hour later.

The carriage stopped.

Someone outside whispered, "We've arrived at the general storeroom. Come down."

However, someone had been notified in advance and came to greet Li Qingshan.

...

Get out of the car.

What comes into view is a huge palace.

Figures moved about, some running and moving on the ground, others becoming afterimages as they gracefully traversed the buildings.

The bustling crowds brought life to the place, but less of its ethereal charm.

The person who came to guide them was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.

The other person was handsome and had a calm demeanor: "I am Li Ming. Junior brother, how does it feel to be entering the inner palace for the first time?"

However, they already knew about Li Qingshan's information.

Li Qingshan frankly said, "At first, I felt it was ethereal and otherworldly, but now I feel busy and preoccupied."

"Being busy is the right thing to do."

Li Ming grinned mischievously: "Let's go. Next, you'll have to undergo an array assessment, which will take quite a while."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan asked curiously, "Senior Brother Li, is it an assessment of potential?"

The Iron Leg Gate had something like a contract, which is why neither Wang Xiao nor Zhang Shouzhou told him the details of the gate's inner workings, only some common sense.

Li Ming nodded: "Yes, you can only get the credit line after the evaluation."

"Credit limit?"

Li Qingshan was stunned.

Why does this sound so much like a credit check for a loan application?

Li Ming replied matter-of-factly, "That's right. If you don't get a credit line, you can't borrow money. If you don't borrow money, where will you get the cultivation resources to improve? If you don't improve, how will you earn money in the Bitter Realm to repay your loans?"

As he spoke, he patted Li Qingshan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, junior brother, our Iron Leg Sect is a legitimate sect. We have low loan interest rates and won't ask you to mortgage your body or anything like that. If you can't repay the loan, at most you'll be thrown into the vanguard camp of the Bitter Realm. So you can borrow money and cultivate with peace of mind. After you go to the Bitter Realm, if you work hard, you'll be able to repay the loan quickly."

Li Qingshan is numb.

With Wang Xiao's reminder and Zhang Shouzhou's hint, it was possible.

He had prepared himself mentally before he came.

But I never imagined things would turn out so outrageous inside.

They've gone so far as to take out a loan to get a job, and then work to pay off the loan!

Is that right?