Chapter 9

Throughout the Lingxiao Pavilion, Yang Kai was only familiar with one person, and that was the Shopkeeper Meng in front of him. After all, he had to come here once a month.

This Shopkeeper Meng had a nickname, called Dream Skinner. Although he was just a small shopkeeper of the Contribution Hall in the Lingxiao Pavilion, the thing he liked to do the most in his life was to squeeze the contribution points of the disciples.

The Blood Coagulation and Bruise-Removing Ointment that originally cost ten contribution points, he could sell two bottles at the price of three bottles. The method was also very simple, just by packing the contents of two bottles into three bottles. Take it or leave it, if you don’t buy it, get lost！

Of course, Shopkeeper Meng didn’t often do such unethical things, only occasionally. And the targets he targeted were still those wealthy disciples. For a poor wretch like Yang Kai, he didn’t take a fancy to.

The contribution points of every disciple in the Lingxiao Pavilion were hard-won. How could they endure his such exploitation? So basically every disciple who had been cheated by him would report him to theElder. Youdaoplaceholder0 Meng had also received warnings from theElder several times but he still went his own way and remained unmoved. the position of his shopkeeper was unshakable and no one could replace him.

Precisely because of this, Shopkeeper Meng was hated by countless disciples of the Lingxiao Pavilion to the point of gnashing their teeth.

The old man was always rude to everyone, but he had no way to deal with Yang Kai. Because once when he was staring at a female disciple’s butt with great interest, he was caught red-handed by Yang Kai on the spot.

He is so disrespectful! What a disgrace. Having been caught with a, Shopkeeper Meng felt that he was inferior to Yang Kai in front of him.

It was precisely because of this reason that Yang Kai became familiar with this old man.

The old man was lustful and thick-skinned. In an instant, he adjusted his complexion and looked at Yang Kai with a slant of his eyes and said, “The old rule？”

“Yes.” Yang Kai nodded honestly.

Shopkeeper Meng said nothing, took out ten taels of silver from the counter and threw it in front of Yang Kai, and then took out the ledger and wrote it down.

Yang Kai put away the silver and asked, “How much contribution do I have now？”

Shopkeeper Meng rolled his eyes and said, “You save four points of contribution every month and spend one point to exchange for ten taels of silver, leaving only three points. Now you have only saved a mere twelve points of contribution. What, do you want to buy a bottle of Coagulation and Blood-Expelling Ointment？”

“No, I’m just asking.” Yang Kai waved his hand and muttered, “Only twelve points.”

Such a small amount of contribution is not enough to even exchange for a valuable herbal medicine.

Shopkeeper Meng’s face became serious and he said in a low voice, “Little Yang Kai, I know you want to use that Marrow Washing Pill to improve your qualifications, but if you save like this, it will take forever.

“Can always save enough, right？” Yang Kai chuckled.

Shopkeeper Meng was at a loss for words, thinking that at your speed of saving, by the time you save enough, this old man will have been dead for a hundred years.

“However, Shopkeeper Meng, there is one thing I don’t understand.” Yang Kai frowned slightly.

“Speak！” The old man put on a posture as if you were lucky and I was in a good mood today.

“Such a precious pill as the Marrow Washing Pill, how could it appear in the Contribution Hall？ And why wasn’t it exchanged by others？”

“Hehe……” Youdaoplaceholder0 Meng smiled smug ly: “Because this pill is this old man’s own treasure, and others don’t know about it.”

“Ah, it’s yours?” Yang Kai was stunned. He had always thought that the Marrow Washing Pill was a pill of the Lingxiao Pavilion. It turned out to be his own. No wonder this old fellow had set an exorbitant price for him.

“Don’t be angry either.” Shopkeeper Meng was complacent, picked up the teapot on the counter and took a sip, “Although it’s my own, I won’t make it easy for you. If you want it, exchange it with enough contributions. This old man’s nickname of Dream Skinner isn’t for nothing.”

“I will save enough.” Yang Kai nodded.

Shopkeeper Meng’s expression suddenly changed again, winked at Yang Kai, and said in a low voice： “I heard that you were beaten up again yesterday？”

Yang Kai glared at him and turned around to leave.

Shopkeeper Meng shouted from behind： “Talk to this old man, don’t be in a hurry to leave.”

What’s there to talk about? Old Meng is clearly gloating.

Before Yang Kai could leave the Contribution Hall, the old man Meng’s expression suddenly turned solemn. Staring at Yang Kai’s back, he said in a deep voice, “Little Yang Kai, go back to where you came from. The Lingxiao Pavilion is not a place where you can stay. Sooner or later, you will be beaten to death.”

Yang Kai’s movement froze, and he didn’t turn around either. He sighed in a low voice, “I have nowhere to go.”

After saying that, he left the Contribution Hall.

The old man Meng held the teapot in both hands and sighed leisurely, “Why bother？”

The Marrow Washing Pill… Hehe, how could this old man have such an amazing treasure? I just made up a lie to give you a hope, but I didn’t expect you to take it seriously.

Yang Kai first went back to the hut, put down the broom, and then hurried towards the outside of the Lingxiao Pavilion.

He was going to go to Wumei Town ten miles away from the Lingxiao Pavilion. Today, he had no choice but to exchange a little contribution for ten taels of silver. Naturally, he had to purchase some food, which was something Yang Kai did every month.

All the way, Yang Kai actually didn’t feel tired for the first time.

In the past, every time he came to Wumei Town, after walking ten miles, his face would turn red, his heart would beat non-stop, and he would gasp for breath. But today, he didn’t feel anything at all. His body was only slightly hot, and he had plenty of stamina. Yang Kai was confident that he might not feel tired even if he walked another hundred miles.

Is it the credit of the golden body again？ Yang Kai suddenly remembered one thing. When he was sweeping the floor in the morning, he was bumped into by an unknown junior brother. As a result, he stood firm, while the other party, who was strong and robust, was knocked down to the ground.

At that time, he didn’t think much about it. Now when he recalls it, it is obviously a bit incredible. when did it come to the other person being knocked down to the ground? It has always been himself who was knocked flying.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The changes brought to him by the golden body were really not a little bit. These changes couldn’t be seen clearly for a while. Only when he gradually grew up in the future could he slowly discover the power of the golden body.

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t come back to his senses until he walked into Wumei Town.

Looking around, he walked along the street on the left. The place Yang Kai was going to was a rice shop. The rice shop was not large in scale. The boss’s surname was He and he was a local resident. He did small business, with genuine goods at fair prices and no cheating of children or the elderly. This was also the reason why Yang Kai had always dealt with him.

Small shops like this were everywhere in Wumei Town. Wumei Town was also extremely prosperous and lively. Because with Wumei Town as the center, within a radius of a hundred miles, in addition to Lingxiao Pavilion, there were also two fairly good sects, Fengyu Tower and Xuezhan Gang. There were countless other small sects and gangs. However, these small sects and gangs were just gangs of stragglers and disbanded soldiers and did not have their own territory like the three major sects such as Lingxiao Pavilion.

Precisely because this stretch of land nourishes so many martial artists, is Wu Mei Town so lively and bustling. Of course, it still can’t be compared to a place like Zhongdu.

Zhongdu is the capital of the Great Han Dynasty！

Just as he was walking, Yang Kai casually glanced aside and noticed that there were several people gathered in the alley beside him. These people were acting furtively and whispering about something. One of them was also extremely vigilant. After noticing Yang Kai’s gaze, he immediately glared, looking extremely fierce.

Yang Kai chuckled lightly. Adhering to the principle of ‘if others don’t offend me, I won’t offend them’, he didn’t pay any attention. However, what made him a bit puzzled was that one of these people looked familiar and seemed to be a disciple of Ling Xiao Pavilion.

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