Chapter 4

Sister Wang Xin and Abi were having a lot of fun playing. When Wang Yue returned, Wang Xin asked how he knew Abi.

Wang Xin really liked this big sister, Abi.

"Abi, I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet. If it weren't for you, I might have already met the King of Hell," Wang Yue said with a smile.

Abi replied, "Big Brother Wang Yue, please don't say that. Even if it were someone else, they would have helped you when you fell into the water."

That day, Wang Yue cooked a sumptuous meal to entertain Abi.

While eating, Wang Xin pouted and said, "From now on, I want to eat the meals cooked by my brother every day. The meals cooked by Mother are not as good as those cooked by my brother."

Abi was very surprised to see Wang Yue cooking. After all, a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, and such tasks should be done by maids.

Wang Yue smiled and said, "Alright, from now on, I'll cook for you every day."

Wang Yue lovingly served his sister, Wang Xin, some dishes.

"Abi, eat more."

While eating, Wang Yue also invited Abi to join.

From then on, Abi would come to Wang's village every few days.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang also treated Abi like family, and the little girl Wang Xin called her 'Sister Abi' directly.

...

Four years passed in the blink of an eye.

During these four years, Wang Yue did not waste a single moment, dedicating all his time to cultivation.

Now, Wang Yue's internal martial arts had reached a level of perfection. Although he had not yet become a hidden strength martial artist, he was not afraid to face top martial artists in the江湖 (jianghu).

Except for some fine meridians in his face that had not been unblocked, all of Wang Yue's meridians were now open.

Now, with any martial arts manual, Wang Yue could master it in a day and generate true qi. This was the advantage of internal martial arts, with all meridians unblocked and a strong body. Apart from martial artists like Qiao Feng, who had innate divine strength, no one could compare to Wang Yue's physical strength.

"Once all the meridians in my face are unblocked, I can become a hidden strength martial artist. I'm really looking forward to it."

Wang Yue's current strength was ten times greater than in his previous life.

Wang Yue's full-strength attack had the power of ten thousand catties. He could crush any god or demon that stood in his way.

With such powerful strength, Wang Yue was like a human monster, capable of overwhelming everything.

Ten thousand catties of strength, that was the level of top martial artists who had cultivated true qi. Qiao Feng and Murong Fu might be a bit stronger, but their strength was limited. Even if Qiao Feng and Murong Fu attacked him together, Wang Yue was confident he could escape.

Wang Yue was 1.8 meters tall, still slender, and did not look like a martial artist at all.

He even looked somewhat "slender," and if he held a folding fan and a book, people would believe he was a scholar.

Now, Wang's village had changed greatly. Four years ago, Wang Yue developed five-spice seasoning and soy sauce, and set up a workshop in the village, making the villagers wealthy. The village's wealth was still increasing rapidly. However, Wang Yue did not care about these things. He only cared about his family's happiness and the path of martial arts.

"Brother Yue is back." The villagers greeted Wang Yue when they saw him.

Now, Wang Yue's status and prestige in the village were very high.

"Um." Wang Yue nodded in acknowledgment.

When he got home, his mother had already prepared the meal.

Seeing Wang Yue return from cultivation, his mother said, "Wash your hands quickly and come to eat."

During the meal, his father, Wang Danhe, said, "Yue, the village chief will gather all the villagers at the ancestral hall the day after tomorrow, and Miss Abi will also come. You should go to the city to buy some things tomorrow."

Wang Yue was taken aback and said, "Father, I can't do that in the next two days. I need to cultivate. Has something happened in the village? Why is the village chief gathering everyone?"

Wang Danhe said gloomily, "Sigh, it's all because of the soy sauce and five-spice seasoning."

Wang Yue nodded and said, "I see, I understand."

Wang Yue knew that someone must be eyeing the village's soy sauce and five-spice seasoning workshop and formulas.

Wang Danhe nodded and said, "Since you're busy, I'll go."

Wang Yue said, "Father, if it's not urgent, I'll go in a few days."

Wang Yue's cultivation had reached a critical point in the past two days, and he would be able to unblock the meridians in his face in a few more days.

Wang Danhe shook his head and said, "I'll go."

...

That day, after Wang Yue came out of the pond after cultivation, he had a joyful expression, somewhat excited. After a few days, Wang Yue finally unblocked all his meridians and could enter the hidden strength stage.

If the clear strength could only exercise the tendons and bones, then the hidden strength could exercise the bone marrow and internal organs. This was crucial for strengthening the body.

Once the hidden strength had fully developed the internal organs and bone marrow, Wang Yue estimated that even top martial artists using weapons would find it difficult to break through his body's defenses.

"Crack."

Wang Yue's body emitted a faint sound, indicating that his tendons and bones were resonating, reaching the level of tiger and leopard thunder, and he was now cultivating the hidden strength.

Wang Yue had a solid foundation and strong willpower, so he could use the tiger and leopard thunder sound whether walking or resting, without any concerns about cultivating true qi, and he was not afraid of going astray.

As soon as Wang Yue returned, his father said, "Yue, Miss Abi is here. Hurry up, the village chief is already gathering everyone."

Abi was now a seventeen-year-old girl, even more beautiful than four years ago.

"Uncle, if the village chief is gathering everyone, I shouldn't go," Abi said hesitantly. "I'm not from the village."

Wang Danhe smiled and said, "Sigh, who in the village treats you as an outsider now? Hurry up and go."

Wang Danhe had long considered Abi as his daughter-in-law.

Wang Yue smiled slightly, took Abi's hand, and said, "Let's go."

Abi felt a slight prick, but in the end, she let Wang Yue hold her hand as they walked to the ancestral hall. Abi felt a sweet sensation in her heart; it was the first time Wang Yue had held her hand.

Wang Yue had just unblocked all his meridians and entered the hidden strength stage, finally having the capital to compete with top martial artists like Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, so he was naturally happy. In his excitement, he directly held Abi's hand.

"Abi, are you still practicing the Hanyuan桩 (zhuang) I taught you?" Wang Yue asked.

Abi's body was somewhat weak, so Wang Yue taught her the Hanyuan桩, which could increase her physical strength and regulate her qi and blood.

The Hanyuan桩 was a Tai Chi桩, which had a significant effect on nurturing the spirit and increasing strength, comparable to the Three Body Posture of Xingyi Quan. Each had its own merits.

Abi nodded and said, "Yes, I am. Big Brother Wang Yue, the martial arts you taught me are really amazing. My strength has greatly increased, and my appetite has also increased. I feel much better, and I sleep more soundly at night without dreaming."

Wang Yue nodded and said, "Good. Your Hanyuan桩 should be quite proficient now, and I can teach you Tai Chi. Then you will have the ability to defend yourself. Who knows, maybe our Abi can become a great female hero."

Internal martial arts could regulate qi and blood, change one's temperament, and even appearance.

There was not a single ugly martial artist who practiced internal martial arts.

Abi, after practicing the Hanyuan桩, had abundant qi and blood, and her personality became much bolder, no longer as cautious as before, even when facing Murong Fu.

Abi had a kind of heroism that other women did not have, giving her a bit of the temperament of a female hero.

Abi knew about Tai Chi. This martial art was practiced with a balance of hardness and softness, and it had a beautiful posture and great power. Wang Yue had demonstrated it to her before.

"Big Brother Wang Yue, when will you teach me Tai Chi?" Abi asked eagerly.

Wang Yue used his hidden strength to check Abi's qi and blood, and nodded inwardly.

Although Abi's Hanyuan桩 had not yet reached the great accomplishment stage, she had already entered the door and could practice Tai Chi together.

"After we see the village chief, I'll teach you when we return," Wang Yue said with a smile.

Abi was delighted and said, "Great. Thank you, Big Brother Wang Yue."

When Wang Yue and Abi arrived at the ancestral hall, there were already many people inside.

"Brother Shan."

Wang Yue immediately saw Wang Shan in the crowd.

Wang Shan was no longer a footman in the escort agency but was responsible for escorting the village's soy sauce and five-spice seasoning.

"Little Wang Yue." Wang Shan, holding a single saber, came to Wang Yue and said, "Miss Abi is getting more and more beautiful."

"Big Brother Wang Shan."

Wang Shan was now a second-rate martial artist and was considered a small expert in Suzhou City.

By chance, Wang Shan obtained a saber manual, which included methods for cultivating true qi. Combined with the Hanyuan桩 that Wang Yue taught him, Wang Shan's skills had improved rapidly over the past few years.

Wang Yue asked, "Brother Shan, do you know why the village chief called us here?"

Wang Shan snorted and said angrily, "Isn't it because the Suzhou Prefect Li Yun, that dog official, has his eyes on our village's soy sauce and five-spice seasoning and wants the formula? Even if you beat me to death, I won't agree to hand over the formula. Our village's life has been getting better these past few years thanks to the soy sauce and five-spice seasoning. If we hand over the formula, our village will return to the old days. If they really push me to the limit, I'll take the formula and join the Beggar Sect. With such a great contribution, I'm sure Chief Qiao will give me a position as an elder."

Two years ago, the former leader of the Beggar Sect, Wang Jian Tong, passed away, and Qiao Feng took over as the leader.

Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were invincible.

The soy sauce and five-spice seasoning had huge profits. If Wang Shan joined the Beggar Sect with the formula, not only would he get an elder position, but even the position of the leader of the Beggar Sect, Qiao Feng might agree to.

A flash of determination appeared in Wang Yue's eyes: "Suzhou Prefect Li Yun? It seems I need to go to Suzhou and have a talk with Li Yun."

If Li Yun could guarantee that Wang's village would not be harassed, Wang Yue would not mind giving him some benefits. If he was greedy and had a bad attitude, Wang Yue would directly take action against him.

The soy sauce and five-spice seasoning were related to the livelihood of hundreds of people in the village, so Wang Yue had to take it seriously.

...

The village chief stood on the steps of the ancestral hall and recounted the events, asking everyone to discuss what to do.

The villagers were angry.

"Village chief, we can't hand over the formula."

"Clan chief, without the formula, our Wang's village will be finished."

"Clan chief, think carefully."

Although the villagers were angry, they did not dare to curse the official.

After all, the government was a powerful institution, and even martial artists would be wary.

No matter how high one's martial arts were, they would still fear being surrounded by the army or pursued by the imperial guards.

The village chief shouted, "Alright, everyone, calm down. I have another announcement to make. I propose that Wang Yue be our village's eighth village chief."

Everyone was surprised. Wang Yue as the village chief?

After all, the village chiefs of Wang's village were always the most respected elders. Wang Yue was just a young man in his early twenties. Could he be the village chief?

(Seeking votes, seeking collection.)

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