boyutpedia Chapter 4 Martial Arts Realm 4
Chapter 4 Martial Arts Realm 4
Chen Ye withdrew his hand from the door.
When he turned around, his face was already full of smiles.
"Young master just gave me some money and is thinking of going out to have some fun."
"Your most important task right now is to train in seclusion. Don't get confused about what's important!" Zhang Tieyi's face turned serious, and his eyes sharpened as he said, "When you've mastered your skills, you'll have your moment to shine."
As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Chen Ye's face for a moment.
"Also, remember your place. You are a servant of the Gao family, and you must obey their orders. Don't have any other thoughts!"
Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat.
The other person lowered their voice at the end of their sentence, as if issuing a warning.
What did Zhang Tieyi discover?
He had only been in this world for seven or eight days, working from dawn till dusk every day, and had only met a handful of people. He probably hadn't said more than a hundred sentences in total.
There shouldn't be any mistakes in this regard.
The problem probably lies in one's mindset.
The previous owner of this body was an honest and dutiful servant.
He, Chen Ye, is not.
When interacting with others, he never put himself in a position of inferiority.
It must have been because he didn't notice this that others noticed it.
The sudden sense of crisis made Chen Ye feel that it was best not to confront them openly.
He lowered his eyes, nodded, and said, "Yes, I understand."
Chen Ye turned around and felt a chill on the back of his head, making the hairs on his head stand up.
It felt like someone was holding a needle to the back of my neck.
He didn't know if Zhang Tieyi was watching him, but the feeling lasted for at least three breaths before slowly disappearing.
Zhang Tieyi's expression turned cold. He knocked on the tightly closed door and ordered the people outside, "Tell everyone outside to stay away and not get in the way."
Back in his room, Chen Ye's calm expression vanished completely, replaced by an icy chill.
Would a member of the Xie family who is about to enter the capital lack a servant who has been trained for less than a month?
Something's not right.
He remembered that Gao Yunheng had also said that Lord Xie of the Patrol Inspectorate would be arriving in the capital in a month, and that no mistakes should be made.
"No mistakes can be made."
Chen Ye lined up these clues in his mind.
They can be connected, but they still can't piece together the whole story.
However, one thing is certain.
The Gao family raised him not so that he would become a good bodyguard in the future, but for something else.
However, regardless of the Gao family's purpose or what they want him to do in the future, there is only one thing he can do now.
Practicing martial arts.
Train until he is strong enough that no one can take his life.
He got up, intending to pawn his lifespan to improve his cultivation level.
However, just as the thought crossed his mind, Chen Ye suddenly stopped, thinking to himself:
"Not here."
Zhang Tieyi was nearby; the changes that occurred when he pawned his lifespan probably couldn't escape the notice of a martial arts master.
Chen Ye put that thought aside for the time being and decided to first find out the situation of the courtyard.
I'll improve my cultivation at a more suitable time later.
Chen Ye sat on the bench, pondered for a while, and then emptied out all the silver from his money bag and counted it.
Twenty taels.
It's more than ten times the amount of silver the original owner had accumulated.
One tael of silver can redeem four days of life.
Twenty taels is equivalent to eighty days.
Say no more, say less.
With a thought, Chen Ye chose to redeem his lifespan.
The thirteen taels of silver in his hand vanished into thin air in an instant.
Current remaining life expectancy: 3 years and 52 days
He carefully put the remaining seven taels of silver back into his pocket.
Just as I pulled up my coat, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
"it's me."
Gao Qiaoniang's voice came through the door: "Zhang Huyuan asked me to tell you to get ready quickly, it's time to go practice your skills."
"Coming right away." Chen Ye stood up and straightened his clothes slightly.
Before leaving, he glanced out the square window one last time; the two guards who had been laughing and talking earlier were gone.
He narrowed his eyes, then pushed open the door and went out.
Zhang Tieyi was already standing in the center of the courtyard, with his hands behind his back.
The morning sun shone down from his side, casting a deep, dark shadow over his nearly two-meter-tall figure, giving him a tremendous sense of oppression.
Gao Qiaoniang stood to the side, holding a wooden tray in her hands.
On the plate sits a bright red pill, crystal clear, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.
"Take this medicine," Zhang Tieyi said.
Chen Ye stared at the pill of unknown origin, his heart filled with resistance.
However, as a servant, he had no right to question his master's arrangements, nor did he have the right to refuse.
He stepped forward, his face full of obsequiousness, and said, "Thank you for the medicine, sir!"
After saying this, he took the pill, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.
The pill slid down his throat, and a strong, sweet, metallic taste spread through his mouth.
At the same time, the numbers on the pawnshop panel jumped without warning.
Current remaining life expectancy: 3 years and 30 days
Chen Ye was deeply shaken.
If you had some doubts before, you can now be basically certain.
These treacherous people are trying to harm me!
A mere pill caused him to lose more than twenty days of his lifespan.
He kept his breathing steady.
So steady was he that even Zhang Tieyi, who was standing two steps away, didn't notice that his breathing had actually paused for two beats.
Zhang Tieyi said, "This is Blood Ginseng Pill, which can stimulate a martial artist's blood and qi, greatly benefiting cultivation. After taking the medicine, you will feel your whole body heat up. At this time, practicing will be twice as effective."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ye felt a burning sensation rising from his stomach, as if he had drunk a bowl of strong liquor, making his whole body hot and feverish.
"Set up the stance." Zhang Tieyi raised his chin. "Next, I'll teach you the breathing method that comes with the Tiger-Capturing Fist."
Chen Ye did as instructed and got into position.
The heat surged through his veins, causing his fingers to tremble slightly.
"Martial arts cultivation is divided into four realms based on the transformation of the physical body: Rebirth, Dragon and Elephant, Bridge and Sea, and Innate."
While fighting the burning sensation in his body, Chen Ye tried his best to remember what Zhang Tieyi had said.
"Although there are only four levels of cultivation, the achievements of each person in each level are vastly different. In the Rebirth Realm, some people can only achieve a strength of 200 jin after one rebirth, while others can achieve a strength of 1,000 jin after three rebirths."
Zhang Tieyi stared at Chen Ye and continued speaking.
At this moment, Chen Ye's forehead was covered with fine sweat. The heat from the Blood Ginseng Pill felt like a swarm of ants crawling on his muscles, but he remained motionless in his stance.
"And what if one cultivates to the Innate Realm?" Chen Ye asked in a hoarse voice, "Could one achieve immortality?"
"Immortality? I've never heard of it. Even if one achieves the Innate Realm and becomes a Saint, one cannot escape the cycle of birth and death."
"And what about prolonging life? Does martial arts have this effect?"
"Of course," Zhang Tieyi said calmly. "There are many martial arts techniques and elixirs that nourish lifespan, which are highly sought after by high-ranking officials and nobles. In particular, such techniques are abundant among the major families and sects in the capital."
Chen Ye took these words to heart.
He needs this.
Only when the lifespan of the pawnshop is replenished can the system truly be considered useful.
"This breathing technique and the Blood Ginseng Pill have the effect of nourishing longevity. They are extremely rare and worth a thousand pieces of gold." Zhang Tieyi changed the subject, enticingly saying, "You can pass them down to your family, but you must not pass them on to outsiders."
Chen Ye's lips twitched slightly.
If it weren't for the numbers flashing on the panel, he almost would have believed it.
He abandoned the idea and a look of gratitude appeared on his face: "Thank you, sir."
Zhang Tieyi was very satisfied with Chen Ye's expression.
In his view, dealing with a servant who had never seen the world was a piece of cake.