Seventy years old is the age to take risks!

Back in his room, Jiang Yuan began circulating his inner energy to heal the injuries on his hands.

His hand injury looked serious, but fortunately, his Changchun Gong's internal energy recovery ability was extremely strong. After a month or two of recuperation, he would soon be fully recovered.

If there were healing pills, recovery would be even faster.

This incident has given him pause for thought.

The black market is a chaotic force, lawless and with complex relationships.

If he wants to survive peacefully in the black market, he can't just cultivate and quietly guard the place; he must also find a way to climb to a higher position.

Otherwise, trouble will continue to arise.

However, how difficult is it to get promoted?

Never mind, let's take it slow.

.....

Inside the Zhu residence of Baihu Hall.

Zhu Hu sat bolt upright in shock, staring at Liu Mang in disbelief: "You mean... that explosion just now was caused by Old Man Jiang, and that it killed Zhang Bo and a group of outer disciples?"

"That's right, and he said that martial art was created by him." Liu Mang looked still shaken.

"How is this possible?"

Zhu Hu lay back down in the tiger-skin chair, muttering to himself, "That old man was clearly only at the initial stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, yet he was so terrifying?"

"Could it be that I'm seeing things?"

"This old codger, he'd been hiding this for so long!"

"Early entry into the Meridian Opening Realm?"

Liu Mang's eyes widened as if he had heard something utterly absurd, and he immediately said, "Master, this is absolutely impossible."

"Oh? Why not?"

Zhu Hu asked curiously.

Given his power, he simply couldn't believe he had misjudged an old man.

Liu Mang swallowed hard and recounted to Zhu Hu everything he had seen and heard since his contact with Jiang Yuan.

This includes all the details of the great battle against the Blood Robe Cult, the counterattack against Xue Tu and Zhou Yun, the physical resistance against magical artifacts and weapons, the tempering of his body by drawing upon the thunder of heaven and earth, and the annihilation of more than a dozen masters, including Zhang Bo, with a single palm strike.

In conclusion, it was absolutely impossible that Jiang Yuan was only at the initial stage of the Meridian Opening Realm!

Zhu Hu lay on the tiger-skin chair, listening quietly. The more he listened, the stranger it seemed. "Strange," he said, "Grandmasters of this age are rare in the Great Yu Kingdom. Could he be from a hidden sect?"

"So what's his purpose in joining our black market? To make money?"

"Why!"

Liu Mang sighed heavily. "Master, this is also what I can't understand the most. Brother Jiang was just a storyteller in a teahouse, completely unknown. It's as if he suddenly appeared out of nowhere."

"Um?"

Zhu Hu sat bolt upright again in surprise. "A storyteller?"

He had heard of that before.

I've always heard that there's a storyteller in the inner city who tells very unique and fantastical stories about the martial arts world, such as the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and the Great Shift of the Universe, which all sound unbelievable.

He originally thought it was just a scholar talking nonsense, but he never expected it to be Jiang Yuan.

Could it be that these skills actually exist?

Liu Mang glanced at Zhu Hu, who was deep in thought, and cautiously said, "Master, I think that regardless of Brother Jiang's identity, now that he's joined our black market, he's one of us. He's infinitely better than that madman Zhang!"

"Um!"

Zhu Hu agreed wholeheartedly, his face full of pride: "That's absolutely right. Once you come here, even a dragon has to coil up before you, and a tiger has to lie down before you. What can a mere old codger do?"

"However... although we will continue to use them, we still need to investigate their background thoroughly."

"The leader personally instructed us that the big deal coming up will determine the fate of the black market, and our White Tiger Hall cannot afford any mishaps!"

Does this concern the rise and fall of the black market?

Liu Mang's eyelids twitched; what he was saying was getting more and more outrageous.

What could possibly happen within the Great Yu Kingdom that could affect the survival of the black market?

"Master, this Brother Jiang..."

"Investigate his background again. If you find no problems, let him take over Lao Zhang's position."

"yes!"

...

Time flies, and several months have passed quietly.

Jiang Yuan spent his days managing his territory and cultivating in a disciplined manner, occasionally having a drink with Liu Mang; his days were quite leisurely.

Since that incident, no one has dared to cause trouble in Surabaya, and the public security has been exceptionally good.

With such a formidable old killer around, who would dare to act recklessly?

As time went by, Jiang Yuan's reputation gradually spread throughout the black market, and his Palm Thunder Palm technique became a hot topic, turning into a battle that brought him fame.

In the black market, there was also a very chuunibyou-ish nickname for Jiang Yuan: the Thunder God.

This means that those who break the rules in Jiang Yuan's territory will be punished by heavenly lightning!

Nowadays, even some inner disciples and deacons in the black market respectfully address Jiang Yuan as "Master Jiang" or "Elder Lei," which shows how well-known he is.

It must be said that maintaining public order is the most important thing in managing the black market.

Moreover, Jiang Yuan is very particular about rules. No matter who you are, you must follow the rules, otherwise he will talk to you about swordsmanship.

Things like occupying stalls, bullying men and women, and thugs causing trouble are all dealt with clearly in Sishui, and no one dares to embolden them.

This behavior, ironically, was highly appreciated by Zhu Hu, who repeatedly praised Jiang Yuan.

Everyone calls him Brother Jiang when they meet.

The reason is simple: business on Sishui Street has become exceptionally booming because of Jiang Yuan's presence, and protection fees have doubled in just one month.

People from the outer city flocked to Sishui Street with great enthusiasm, and even many people from the inner city came here to compete for business.

Zhu Hu was so busy collecting protection money that his hands were sore from it, and his face was beaming with joy.

On this day, Jiang Yuan sat in his room and opened his long-unused attribute panel to take a look.

Name: Jiang Yuan

Age: 70

[Realm Level: Fourth Stage of Meridian Opening Realm]

[Technique: Everlasting Spring Technique (Triple Level)]

Martial Arts: Five Animal Fist, Azure Lotus Sword Technique (First Level), Palm Thunder

[Talent: Late Bloomer, Innate Sword Body, Indestructible]

[Treasures: Evergreen Sword, Seven Kill Sword Box]

[Conditions for unlocking the next volume: After April]

"Four more months to go?"

Jiang Yuan stared at the panel, muttering to himself.

As the rewards were gradually unlocked, the time required to activate the Longevity Scroll was getting longer and longer, and he was already getting a little impatient.

However, even without new rewards, he is strong enough to protect himself.

In just a few months, he relied on his late-blooming talent to cultivate to the fourth level of the Meridian Opening Realm, making rapid progress.

However, since he was a late bloomer, his cultivation speed increased seventy times, but his spirit stone consumption also increased seventy times. The manager's salary was still not enough.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan deeply felt that he still lacked cultivation resources.

Making money is still the most important thing right now!

The first step is to do everything possible to gain a foothold in the black market and even have a certain degree of influence.

After all, you need power to have money.

Just then, Liu Mang's excited voice came from outside the door:

"Brother Jiang, congratulations! You're about to get a promotion!"

"Quickly, come with me to see the hall master!"