'This doesn't seem right.'
Judging by this Professional Talent, it seems I'm not the protagonist, but rather the high-realm figure who gets crushed by the protagonist.
"Brother Han, are there many geniuses in the Martial Arts world who can defeat those of higher realms?"
During his free time, Xu Guang nonchalantly asked Han Song.
Han Song gave him a surprised look, "In Martial Dao, each grade is a realm with a great gap. Only the elite disciples of major sects have the opportunity to surpass realms and kill."
He paused, then said as if to comfort him.
"You probably won't offend such people. Those geniuses are often proud by nature and won't bother with someone like you."
Xu Guang's mouth twitched.
Can you even speak properly! What do you mean by someone like me?
Also, how can you be sure I'm not a genius?
Xu Guang felt a bit defenseless.
Forget it, if I can't be a genius, I'll become a genius killer!
A scene involuntarily appeared in Xu Guang's mind: a genius who surpasses realms and shows off in front of him, only to be slapped to death by him, who is a grade higher.
"Seems pretty nice... A real man should be dominant!"
He raised his Pile Skill to lv0 (10/10).
In an instant, it was as if Xu Guang's mind was flooded with memories of diligently practicing standing桩 every day, summer and winter without pause, and he gained countless insights into it.
This change was sudden.
In the afternoon, Xu Guang successfully stood桩for over three hours.
Looking at the panel, how to gain Martial Artist Experience Points was still unclear, but Xu Guang once again felt grateful for his first Professional Talent.
I gain all this experience every day thanks to the beggar profession.
Without the beggar's Professional Talent, what would I do?
This is quite good as it is now.
I don't even know what level the Pile Skill needs to be to achieve Entry Grade in Martial Dao in the real world.
The Skill Level in the profession panel can't exceed Professional Level; if Xu Guang wants to quickly improve the Pile Skill level, he must continue grinding for experience!
Xu Guang gave a bitter smile.
My Golden Finger is clearly not one of those where hard work yields harvest, but the intensity I've been putting in recently is on par with those.
…
In the afternoon, when Xu Guang was about to leave.
Another instructor came up to Xu Guang in a somewhat sleazy manner.
"Xu Guang, you should know your situation. Wanting to reach Entry Grade is full of challenges, but I have a method."
Xu Guang's expression changed subtly and he looked at him in surprise.
The man rubbed his head, coughed lightly, and then said.
"My father is a famous master of medicinal arts in the city; he can prepare some elixirs specifically for enhancing human potential. I know you work hard, but in Martial Dao cultivation, hard work alone isn't enough."
An elixir agent?
Xu Guang's expression instantly turned strange; he hadn't expected such a thing to exist in this world.
"I also heard from Brother Han that you are not short of money. If you're not short of cash, spend it on yourself. The world is becoming increasingly chaotic, you must understand that only a Martial Artist can control their fate..."
The man was keen not to let go of a fat sheep like Xu Guang.
"How much?"
Xu Guang interrupted him and asked.
"What?"
"I mean, what kind of medicine are you selling and how much is it?"
Liu Ming chuckled, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, "The elixir suitable for you is called Qi Blood Powder, made with the finest mountain ginseng, one piece costs three taels of silver."
Three taels of silver for one elixir...
Xu Guang's mouth twitched, this isn't cheap at all.
Despite the chaos, all local warlords have enough power, and for some reason, everyone is relatively restrained, so the situation hasn't deteriorated to the worst. As a result, prices are relatively stable, a tael of silver is roughly equivalent to the purchasing power of six hundred yuan in the past life, which means one elixir costs almost two thousand yuan, and it's quite basic.
Martial Dao cultivation is spending money like water.
As his Pile Skill proficiency increased, his standing桩 time grew longer and consumption greater, so he needed to spend money to replenish his Qi and blood.
However, he didn't plan on buying medicine from Liu Ming for the time being, as he didn't have much money now. He could still buy it through the Zhu Family's channels.
But after a breakthrough in strength, it won't work; having escaped from hardships, he felt it's best to keep one hand hidden when doing things. Even people from the Zhu Family shouldn't know what he truly needs.
…
"It's truly an honor for Sect Leader Tie to visit my humble residence personally."
Zhu Fu stood courteously at the entrance, welcoming the few who had traveled a long way.
Clearly, he was in a very good mood today.
And indeed he was.
He had three sons and a daughter; his eldest son and daughter both practiced in the Iron Armor Sect, but over the years, in the Iron Armor Sect, they were just ordinary disciples.
But now, the Sect Leader of the Iron Armor Sect had personally come to his residence, accompanied by the strongest Inner Sect Disciples of the Iron Armor Sect.
This, to some extent, represented the face of the Zhu Family, at least compared to other families of similar power. Seeing Sect Leader Tie's presence made them aware of the gap between each other.
"You are too kind, Landlord."
The Sect Leader of the Iron Armor Sect, Tie Kuang, despite a name that suggests crudeness and arrogance, was actually a gentle and affable middle-aged man, very amiable to people.
Behind him was a young man.
Zhu Fu keenly noted the strange attitude of Tie Kuang towards this person.
There was a hint of respect and affection.
"Landlord, this is the sixth young master of the Song Clan in Songjiang Prefecture - Song Di. He will be conducting some matters in Qingshuo County for a few days and might need your assistance."
Tie Kuang introduced the young man behind him, and Zhu Fu's expression slightly changed.
In this world, families qualified to be called noble family are truly large and prestigious.
The Song Family in Songjiang Prefecture is a huge entity.
Such a person needs his help?
Zhu Fu's heart filled with a sense of foreboding.
But he said nothing more, as the Zhu Family's main branch had always been close to the Iron Armor Sect, and with Sect Leader Tie personally introducing someone, he could not refuse.
"In the coming days, I'm sorry to trouble you, Landlord Zhu."
Song Di, worthy of being a noble family disciple, showed no neglect towards others and was warm and gentle.
The same words from different people had a completely different effect.
Zhu Fu smiled and waved his hand repeatedly.
"Young Master Song, you are too kind."
Zhu Fu's eldest son, Zhu Ping, following behind, whispered, "Father, do not worry."
…
Xu Guang returned to the Shepherd's Manor and heard the news from Zhu Cheng.
"Second Brother, aren't you going to take a look?"
Zhu Cheng laughed freely, "The culprit who wants to harm you has not been found yet; if I leave, what will happen to you?"
Even though Xu Guang knew Zhu Cheng was just being polite and was more concerned about General Wei, hearing this made him quite happy.
"Second Brother, may I trouble you with something? I'm running low on Qi and blood in my cultivation now."
Zhu Cheng immediately understood, "Alright, I got it. I'll get some elixirs for you later."
Xu Guang expressed his gratitude.
He was not overly deferential; ever since he met Zhu Fu, after demonstrating his abilities, Zhu Fu's attitude towards Xu Guang changed, and Zhu Cheng and Xu Guang communicated on an equal footing.
Every day, General Wei's consumption of food was still enormous, but with the Zhu Family's backing, Zhu Fu supported it wholeheartedly.
After asking Zhu Cheng to buy medicine, Xu Guang once again immersed himself in hard cultivation.
As the Pile Skill level advanced, he could clearly feel the massive consumption of Qi and blood, luckily, during Scarface Three's last assassination attempt, some Qi Gathering Pills were acquired. He asked Zhu Cheng, and such pills could also increase Qi and blood.
Moreover, they are even more precious, as Ninth-Grade Martial Artists would use them during cultivation; each one could sell for at least ten taels of silver outside.
After standing桩, Xu Guang tried swallowing one.
The hot Qi and blood surged within him, making Xu Guang's whole body boil with fervor, his heart thumping powerfully, you could even hear the "thump thump" sound.
He clenched his fists, feeling the changes in his body.
[Martial Artist's Log: After a day of hard practice, Martial Artist Experience +5]