Chapter 37 - 37 37 s in the beginning

Chapter 37: 37 chapters in the beginning Chapter 37: 37 chapters in the beginning Chen Jie ended up selling the Golden Chicken to Wu Zhong, who was competing with Yu Biao for the position of Village Chief of Xiantao Town.

Both sides were making their final push.

Yu Biao’s strength was weaker than Wu Zhong’s, peaking at the Skin Buff Realm and having Middle Stage Ming Jin power.

He was currently seeking Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to prepare for his breakthrough from the Skin Buff Realm into the Refining Body Realm.

Wu Zhong was already in the Refining Body Realm, having broken through the meat barrier years ago.

But ever since he became the Fishery Manager, his life had become comfortable. He was not fond of conflict, so he wasn’t very dedicated to practicing Martial Arts; therefore, he had neglected his training for almost a decade.

Look at him now, with extra flesh on his belly and muscles on his arms no longer firm. It was clear that his strength had regressed, and it was difficult for him to rely on his own capabilities to train and improve in a short time.

Luckily, Doctor Bai had a prescription that could help Wu Zhong consolidate and enhance his strength, although it required quite a lot of precious resources.

This Red-eyed Golden Chicken was like sending charcoal in snowy weather, just what he needed to nourish and strengthen his body.

That’s why Wu Zhong was so eager to buy it.

Chen Jie sold the Golden Chicken to Wu Zhong, but he didn’t want money; instead, he traded for a medicinal bath recipe with Doctor Bai.

Doctor Bai used to be the sitting doctor of the Fishing Guild, and that position was no simple task. He needed to be able to treat common ailments and understand the pharmacology that could aid in cultivation.

Hence, they all had a set of prescriptions that could assist in cultivation.

If the cultivation was aided by these prescriptions, progress could be incredibly swift.

Doctor Bai had such a set of recipes.

Chen Jie hoped Doctor Bai would concoct some medicines for him that could help with breaking through the Skin Buff Realm and advancing his Martial Arts journey.

Doctor Bai didn’t refuse. He nodded in agreement and promised Chen Jie that he would exchange all his one hundred and twenty taels into medicines that could aid in cultivation.

Chen Jie understood that Doctor Bai wouldn’t profit from this, and his one hundred and twenty taels would indeed be completely turned into medicines that could assist his own cultivation.

Moreover, he also knew that the medicines purchased by Doctor Bai, both in terms of price and quality, would definitely be much better than if he were to buy them himself.

In other words, letting Doctor Bai prepare his medicine was undeniably a huge gain.

And don’t forget, Doctor Bai was also adding a Skin Buff Realm cultivation aiding prescription, which if sold in the city, would cost at least three to five silver taels.

Doctor Bai wouldn’t charge him, and he even would help him concoct the most suitable medicine.

Chen Jie had made a big score.

After the deal was settled, Wu Zhong left, as he had business to take care of for Chen Jie today.

Chen Jie, however, stayed behind as Doctor Bai asked him to continue identifying herbs and copying medicine classics, but also allowed him time to practice Martial Arts. With Wu Hong at home to give guidance, this was an excellent opportunity since Wu Hong’s strength was formidable.

Under Wu Hong’s guidance, Chen Jie gained a deeper understanding of the Grand Ancestor Long Fist.

Doctor Bai went back to his room to compile a medication list, intent on fulfilling the one hundred and twenty taels worth of cultivation aiding medicines that he promised to Chen Jie.

Chen Jie devoted his time to studying, then to training, leaving the preparation of medicines for later, as that was not his concern for now.

With Doctor Bai overseeing, Chen Jie was certain he would not be harmed.

Chen Jie preferred the medicinal assistance over the one hundred and twenty silver taels for his own reasons.

Firstly, taking money would make him appear mercenary and greedy. Just having met them, Chen Jie didn’t want to leave such an impression.

Moreover, practicing Martial Arts was his most crucial priority now. In this world, no matter what one aimed to do, without Martial Power as a backup, it was futile.

And having Doctor Bai prepare the medicine would maximize his benefits.

Furthermore, he could leave a good impression. Why not do it?

And so, Chen Jie spent the day at Doctor Bai’s home.

After Wu Zhong left his home, he immediately called a few of his men from the fishery and headed straight for Yu’s Treasure House. His formidable presence alarmed many people.

As Wu Zhong stepped into the grounds of Yu’s Treasure House, Yu Sanliu, who was in charge of the place, immediately came out to greet him, with a broad smile on his face.

“Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, haha... What brings you here?”

Wu Zhong glanced at Yu Sanliu and said, “San Liu, you’ve made something of yourself, able to run a gambling den now. Uncle here’s got nothing to do today, so I’ve come to bet a few hands.”

With these words, Wu Zhong leaned into Yu Sanliu’s ear and whispered, “You still put mercury in these dice?”

Yu Sanliu’s face changed. Just then, Wu Zhong shouted, “Come on, I’ll play a couple of hands.”

“Uncle, my dear uncle, don’t wreck the joint like this. Aren’t you making it impossible for your nephew to save face?”

Yu Sanliu immediately tried to stop him.

Wu Zhong immediately put on a stern face and said, “Hey, you’re running a Baoju, I’m a customer walking through the door. You stop me, isn’t that inappropriate, nephew?”

Yu Sanliu was close to tears. This imposing figure, he couldn’t afford to offend, but letting him gamble would be the death of him. He knew even his own dice were filled with mercury.

In Yu Sanliu’s moment of confusion, a voice rang out, “Ha ha... Old Wu, what’s the point of making it tough for a kid? If you want to gamble, I’ll join you.”

Then they saw a burly man enter through the door. The man appeared younger than Wu Zhong, tall and robust, with eyes bright as lightning.

Wu Zhong laughed and said, “Good, Brother Yu has the taste for it. I will keep you company.”

The two appeared, and people around them naturally stepped aside, making way for these two of the most powerful men in Xiantao Town.

Yu Biao came over and signaled Yu Sanliu to step back. He then looked at Wu Zhong and asked, “Old Wu, this time you’ve come back, are you planning to win or lose?”

Wu Zhong laughed and replied, “Of course, I’m here to win money.”

“How much do you plan to win, brother?”

Wu Zhong stretched out two fingers.

Yu Biao frowned slightly, “Two hundred taels?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Wu Zhong shook his head.

“Twenty-five taels.”

“How come it’s a mix of exact and round numbers?”

Yu Biao asked with a laugh. Wu Zhong said, “Isn’t this taking someone’s commission? Use this one tael of silver to win twenty-five taels.”

“Old Wu, are you implying something with that?”

Yu Biao looked at Wu Zhong.

“Heh heh, big nephew, you understand what I’m saying, right?”

Yu Sanliu’s face immediately darkened. The words have gotten to this point, how could he not understand?

“What’s going on?”

Yu Biao frowned.

Yu Sanliu leaned in and whispered a few words.

“Ridiculous!”

Yu Biao glared at him and then immediately turned to Wu Zhong with a forced smile, “Brother Wu, it’s a misunderstanding. The boy doesn’t know better, not realizing that Chen Jiusi is Mr. Bai’s disciple. Isn’t this a big flood washing over the Dragon King Temple?”

“A misunderstanding?”

Wu Zhong looked at Yu Biao, who said, “A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, come, let’s go to the back yard for tea.”

“That promissory note.”

“In a moment, I’ll present it with both hands.”

“Good, today I shall taste the tea from Brother Yu’s house.”

“Of course, of course.”

With that, the two men went straight to the back hall. As they were leaving, Yu Biao told Yu Sanliu, “Bring me the promissory note right away.”

“Yes.”

Yu Sanliu bowed his head, but his eyes were filled with resentment. Chen Jiusi, this matter, wasn’t over.