The matters concerning Xu Guang quickly spread around, many even unaware that there was a Dharma Protector named Xu Guang in the sect, but after Zhu Fu's funeral, no one could not recognize Xu Guang.
They didn't recognize General Wei.
Xu Guang could clearly feel that as he walked through the Iron Workshop, the gazes directed at him by the people around had obviously changed.
Regardless of whether the person was a disciple of the Iron Armor Sect or not.
However, everyone seemed to remain in a state of observation, after all, they were unsure of how Xu Guang tamed General Wei, and how stable it was?
Would General Wei go berserk while under his command?
These were the things everyone was observing, also watching how Sect Leader Tie Kuang regarded Xu Guang.
...
The night deepened.
Yet Xu Guang was continuously pacing in the courtyard, like an agile crane, or like a piece of duckweed in the wind.
General Wei looked at Xu Guang somewhat surprised, as if watching a monkey bouncing around, occasionally stretching out its long nose, as if teasing Xu Guang.
Xu Guang's mouth twitched as he ran.
He could only tell himself in his heart that General Wei was still young and immature.
After much time, he slowly finished his practice, looking at the newly appeared skill on the panel, a smile appeared on Xu Guang's lips.
The White Crane Ladder Cloud Soaring, it was also at the novice level.
However, he did not add skill points, once a skill appeared on the panel, it's not only about adding points, he could also do his own cultivation.
He could train his lightweight body technique daily, which perfectly activated the talent of the beggar, right now the most important thing for experience was still to be used in the White Crane Longevity Technique, this breathing method.
He wanted to enter the Eighth Grade as quickly as possible.
He set a short-term goal for himself.
When the Martial Dao enters the Eighth Grade Great Cultivation, and secretly cultivates General Wei to the Seventh Grade, even if he falls out with the Iron Armor Sect in the future, he can still safely retreat.
Xu Guang thought to himself.
His situation was still considered manageable, entering the East City Pharmacy, it was like a mouse entering a granary full of rice.
The area around East City also seemed a bit chaotic, with many hoodlums around, all of which would become his target for harvesting experience.
...
The next day.
Xu Guang first sparred with the children, completing the 'daily sign-in', then went to the East City Pharmacy.
As General Wei appeared more and more in the city, the fear of it by the citizens gradually decreased, and some with bolder personalities, after realizing General Wei wasn't a violent beast, even tried to greet it.
Such a great beast is still rare in a place like Qingshuo County.
It's just that occasionally he would encounter some people under the Wei Family, who naturally did not have a friendly face towards Xu Guang.
There was even one incident where a middle-aged man from the Wei Family mocked Xu Guang from afar.
"You work for the Zhu Family, but the Zhu Family sold you to the Iron Armor Sect."
If the person was not too far away, Xu Guang would have charged over with General Wei.
But Xu Guang had memorized what the person looked like, he wanted to see if the person dared to appear in front of him again.
When he arrived at the pharmacy, the manager from yesterday cautiously approached.
"Dharma Protector Xu, Mr. Fang is back."
Mr. Fang Cheng, the most skilled in pharmacology in the East City Pharmacy, held the honorary elder position in the Iron Armor Sect, able to refine and concoct Eighth-Grade Elixirs, considered the backbone of the East City Pharmacy.
He wasn't present yesterday because he went to the sect to check the health of the disciples, in order to concoct the most suitable medicine for them.
The sect arranged for Xu Guang to learn pharmacology, entrusting Mr. Fang to impart pharmacological knowledge to Xu Guang.
Xu Guang, having a professional panel, didn't find becoming a pharmacist difficult, but still benefitted from studying under Mr. Fang, at least regarding pharmacist skills, Mr. Fang should be able to teach him a lot.
He planned to disguise himself as a genius in this aspect.
In this way, in literature, he is an excellent pharmacist, in martial arts, he has General Wei as a guardian.
And personally, he finds it challenging to enter the Martial Dao Entry Grade.
This way, he poses no threat on the surface, but becomes a target for all factions to win over, with inner-sect struggles or schemes with the other two major forces in the city, not affecting him.
He focused on surviving stealthily.
To this day, Xu Guang is very grateful for his Golden Finger, at least if he wanted, he could appear as a genius in any aspect.
Mr. Fang is a middle-aged man with slightly dark skin, having an elegant demeanor, perhaps due to dealing with herbal medicine for years, carrying a rustic scent of a herbalist.
But Xu Guang didn't underestimate him, as he knew this person also possessed Eighth Grade Cultivation.
Before, he was also born as a medicine gatherer, being able to reach this stage was quite rare.
"Did you understand pharmacology before?"
Mr. Fang asked.
Xu Guang shook his head slightly.
"Then follow Zi Ming to recognize herbs later."
As he spoke, Mr. Fang glanced at Xu Guang's expression.
Zi Ming is another disciple of Mr. Fang.
Xu Guang was not inclined towards quick success, he had no objection to Mr. Fang's arrangements, and just nodded.
Seeing this, Mr. Fang relaxed a bit internally.
After all, with General Wei outside, he was really worried Xu Guang might be a violent, ruthless person driven by quick gains, and upon hearing his arrangements, would directly have General Wei charge in.
Luckily, although this person's background was not good, he was still reasonable.
Zi Ming was very young, only fifteen or sixteen, but he had been learning pharmacology from Mr. Fang for six years, being an orphan, his personality was somewhat introverted.
However, he was very patient when teaching Xu Guang to recognize herbs.
"Brother Xu, you will study in the courtyard in the future, now the streets are chaotic, with frequent hoodlums, last time I went out and almost got beaten, it was the senior brothers from the Iron Armor Sect who saved me."
During a break, Zi Ming chatted with Xu Guang, discussing the current situation on the streets.
Upon hearing this, Xu Guang's heart stirred.
He didn't want to act against those who were already marginalized, but against those who are inherently bullying and rampaging, he had no hesitation.
These people…should become new sources of experience for him.
"Are there many such people? With so many Iron Armor Sect disciples at our East City Pharmacy, they still dare to stir trouble around here?"
Zi Ming answered.
With the decline of the Zhu Family and its full integration into the Iron Armor Sect.
Despite the Zhu Family, under Zhu Cheng's leadership, cooperating well with the Iron Armor Sect's takeover, in today's world, the other two major forces wouldn't just sit back and watch the Iron Armor Sect so easily annex the Zhu Family.
So under various provocations, street hoodlums started moving around openly, bullying on the streets, especially targeting former Zhu Family shops.
Xu Guang finally understood that behind the quiet Iron Armor Sect was the current undercurrent in Qingshuo County.
He suddenly felt some admiration for Zhu Fu, for decisively having Zhu Cheng lead the Zhu Family to rely on the Iron Armor Sect before dying, though humiliating, it was indeed the best way to keep the Zhu Family going.
Because of the Golden Finger and becoming a Martial Artist, Xu Guang had a very good memory, making progress in learning herbal recognition remarkably.
Fang Cheng was also quite impressed by this.
In the afternoon.
Xu Guang heard noises outside, like people fighting and smashing at the door.
Zi Ming quickly ran over, peeking through the door crack, "It's the Old Sun Family."
He appeared indignant.
It seemed like they were in debt to the hoodlums' high-interest loans and their shop got smashed.
Xu Guang's expression was subtle, he didn't say much.
...
At dusk.
Xu Guang was walking down the street, watching a group of hoodlums linking arms and walking away in the distance, a smile appeared on his face, and he took out a piece of black cloth prepared earlier to cover his face.
Then he slowly moved forward, weighing a stone he found from somewhere in his hand.
A moment later, dull thuds and cries of pain came from the alley.
Xu Guang walked out of the alley relaxedly, looking at the several dozen points of experience increase on the panel, an expression of joy appeared.
...
From that day on, Xu Guang began shuttling back and forth between the Iron Workshop and the East City Pharmacy.
Everyday during the day he followed Mr. Fang to study, in the evenings he would look for targets, gaining experience.
Many hoodlums on the nearby streets have already been harvested, with daily experience gains being substantial.
But as time passed, the street gangsters causing trouble have almost all been hit.
Even some conflicting hoodlum factions, because of being continually ambushed, joined forces.
To this, Xu Guang remained indifferent.
They were just experience packages, even if they united, they were still just packages; every day before taking action he was cautious, General Wei could arrive in the shortest time possible, unless these people could bring in a Seventh-Grade Expert, only then could they pose a threat to him under General Wei's protection.
Is that…possible?