Chapter 36

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The next morning, Su Wen got up to practice cultivation.

He had now started practicing the eighth movement of the body technique, and his cultivation had slowed down a lot recently.

However, he was pleasantly surprised to find that a morning of cultivation had actually increased his vitality by 0.1.

Since he had refined his body with the Water Spirit Grass, his body seemed to have become more flexible, and cultivation was much easier than before. Sometimes, he could even perform movements that ordinary people couldn't imagine without Xiaotian's help.

"Vitality for the eighth movement: 1.4."

Su Wen calculated that at the beginning, his vitality increased very quickly. He only needed to complete two movements to increase his vitality by 0.1, but later on, even completing three or four movements might not increase his vitality by 0.1.

Su Wen could understand this situation.

It's easy for a person's physical abilities to go from weaker than average to average; as long as they persist in training, they will eventually reach that level. However, to make significant progress beyond the average, much more effort is required. This is common in martial arts novels, where the protagonist usually progresses quickly at first, but then the pace of progress slows down. This is mainly because, at a higher level, each step forward becomes incredibly difficult. Su Wen's current cultivation is somewhat similar.

At work, he casually recycled an antique.

Now, every day, Su Wen was making full use of his vitality.

Generally, consuming about 0.5 of his vitality had little impact on him, and after more than two hours, his vitality would recover, allowing him to recycle another antique. According to his plan, he aimed to recycle about three antiques per day for the Treasure Hall. Don't underestimate these three antiques; for most antique shops, unless they encounter tomb raiders who have just made a haul, receiving one or two antiques a day is already quite good.

In the antique business, it's said that "three years without a sale, one sale to last three years."

Sometimes, with good luck, receiving a decent antique could fetch a million or more. However, there are few people who have antiques, so the number of people visiting antique shops is even fewer. The Treasure Hall was doing well now, thanks to Yi Xue's brilliant strategy. There were many people coming and going, and when it got busy, Zhao You and Ma Cheng couldn't even spare time to eat. Su Wen, on the other hand, didn't mind; he was quite relaxed, as his mind was not focused on the antiques.

He had more ambitious plans in mind.

The Treasure Hall was not originally just an antique shop. Why did it later focus on antiques? Su Wen believed that to make the Treasure Hall great, it should aim to gather treasures from all over the world. As long as it could gather the world's treasures, the Treasure Hall would surely regain its former glory. Elder Chu didn't have the ability to gather the world's treasures, nor did anyone else, and even the state couldn't claim to do so. However, Su Wen had the confidence.

Because he had the Great Heavenly Dao Recycling System.

Although the future was still uncertain, he had a rough plan. Once his vitality improved a bit more, he would immediately search for some precious treasures. Perhaps just one coveted treasure could bring the Treasure Hall back into the sight of the nobility, rather than the current small-scale operations that had solidified its reputation as an antique shop.

Inside the Treasure Hall, people came and went.

Elder Chu was not at the Treasure Hall today; he seemed to be attending a meeting at Jiangning University.

Su Wen sat behind the counter, now doing the same job as Zhang Bufan used to. After all, he had been appointed by Elder Chu, and the Treasure Hall was basically under his management. As for Chu Fei, who cared who married her; he didn't care about that.

If it were Yi Xue, he might consider it.

It could be said that Yi Xue had a fatal attraction to any man.

Perhaps thinking of Chu Fei suddenly, the girl happened to walk in with her backpack.

"Hey, dear second miss is here to work." Su Wen chuckled; he enjoyed bantering with Chu Fei, as the girl's words were quite amusing.

Except for her being a brat!

"Hmph!" Chu Fei found Su Wen unbearable, "With you here, how can I work? I'm going to school."

Chu Fei turned and left.

Su Wen smiled, it was already early July.

At this time every year, many universities were gradually starting their summer break, and Jiangning University was no exception. Su Wen was quite familiar with Chu Fei's situation. The girl was currently a junior at Jiangning University, majoring in something related to cultural relics, which Elder Chu had forced her to choose. Once a student reaches their third year, the fourth year is almost insignificant, as it is mainly for job hunting and preparing for postgraduate exams.

Chu Fei wouldn't go for postgraduate studies.

In other words, Chu Fei was now basically free.

Watching Chu Fei leave, Su Wen poured himself a cup of water. When he noticed his vitality had recovered to 1.4, he casually recycled an ancient painting. The painting, created by a Qing dynasty artist, was worth tens of thousands, but Su Wen just left it on the table.

At Jiangning University.

Chu Fei stood in front of a man over 1.9 meters tall.

The man was very muscular, with a bronze complexion and a fierce face. If an ordinary person saw him, they would definitely stay far away. However, Chu Fei always turned to this guy whenever she had trouble, as he was particularly good at fighting.

His name was Cheng Jin.

The president of the Ancient Martial Arts Club at Jiangning University, a special admission student.

"Xiao Fei, is someone bullying you?" Cheng Jin asked.

"Yes!" Chu Fei put on a pitiful look, "Big Brother Cheng Jin, you must help me. My grandfather wants to find me a husband, but the guy is as skinny as a monkey, has no skills, and is now freeloading at my house, eating and drinking our food, and even wants to... you know."

Hearing this, Cheng Jin was furious, "Xiao Fei, don't cry. Where is that guy? I'll go and teach him a lesson. How dare he bully the last girl in our Ancient Martial Arts Club? I'll show him what it means to mess with us."

"Big Brother Cheng Jin, you must teach him a good lesson," Chu Fei continued.

"Of course, I'll beat him so hard he'll soil himself!" Cheng Jin clenched his fists.

"Okay, I believe Big Brother Cheng Jin," Chu Fei thought to herself, pleased.

"Xiao Fei, you haven't told me where that guy is yet," Cheng Jin scratched his head.

Chu Fei quickly said, "This afternoon, he will come to our school, and I'll point him out to you."

"Alright, I'll be there this afternoon," Cheng Jin said with great righteousness.

At that moment, a man ran over.

"Big Brother Cheng Jin, what's going on?" the man asked, very curious.

"Someone is bullying Xiao Fei, and I'm going to beat that guy so hard he'll soil himself," Cheng Jin said simply.

"Beating him so he soils himself isn't enough; he should eat his own filth," the man said excitedly. He loved watching Cheng Jin in action; the moves and strength were no less impressive than those of martial arts stars. Many people said that if Cheng Jin's appearance were a bit better, he could easily become a martial arts idol. Even with his less-than-perfect looks, Cheng Jin still had a large number of brain-dead fans at school, and his eight-pack abs had dazzled many girls.

"Alright, let's do it that way," Cheng Jin agreed, "After this, that guy shouldn't dare to show his face to Xiao Fei again."

The man was a chatterbox, and within half an hour, the news had spread everywhere.

Hearing that Cheng Jin was going to teach a freeloading pretty boy a lesson, many people skipped their afternoon classes, and over a hundred people took leave.

This news overshadowed the morning incident of the pervert at the library entrance, and those who were still trying to find out who had thrown so many women's items at the library entrance quickly shifted their focus. Of course, there was another reason: many of the items dumped at the library entrance were things that had been lost for a long time, and some people were actually happy to find them. However, three pairs of underwear and two packs of sanitary napkins remained unclaimed.