393: Life~

The vendor, who had been echoing Yang Dian's smile, froze.

The boomerang he threw a year ago finally flew back and hit him in the lower back.

And the returning boomerang had become big and thick, making people howl in pain when it hit them.

But thinking of his son, who woke up early, stayed up late, and Cultivated day and night, yet whose Martial Arts performance was still in the middle to lower ranks of the school, he gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and was about to agree.

He could feel that Yang Dian was not old.

When he first bought the Dragon Claw Hand from his stall, he was just an ordinary person.

A few days after the Dragon Claw Hand was bought by him, when they met again, he felt that Yang Dian had started to become extraordinary.

At that time, he had the thought, 'Can this Martial Arts really be practiced?'

Yang Dian said yes, but he didn't believe him.

When they met again, the Qi Revival had already been made public, Martial Artists walked from illusion into reality, and he also picked up the Martial Dao that he had practiced for many years without results and then abandoned for many years.

Yang Dian also became a Martial Artist who could materialize his Qi and blood, possessing extraordinary strength.

'If I could get the Cultivation notes of such a Martial Dao Genius, it should be of great help to Xiaoli, right?'

Just as the vendor was about to speak and agree, he suddenly heard Yang Dian say:

"What, you don't want to buy?"

"Then forget it."

The vendor quickly took out his phone:

"Buy, buy, buy, I'll pay right now!"

Seeing that the vendor was really preparing to buy, Yang Dian couldn't help but be surprised:

"Brother, your family is quite wealthy, you're willing to spend 500,000 just like that?"

The vendor's face showed a pained expression:

"If it weren't for my son, I wouldn't bear to spend so much money."

After explaining, he urged again:

"Liang Zai, show me your QR code or tell me your bank account number, I'll transfer the money to you now."

Yang Dian waved his hand:

"Forget it, I was just kidding."

The vendor's eyes lit up:

"It doesn't need to be that expensive?"

Yang Dian, "I'm not selling."

The vendor's eyes darkened:

"You damn scou..."

He wanted to curse Yang Dian.

But looking at the Dragon Claws that had materialized on Yang Dian's fingers, which had just been clanging, he swallowed his words back down.

"Liang Zai, don't joke with uncle."

"500,000, that's enough for a down payment on a house."

"If you think it's not enough, uncle will add a little more."

Yang Dian waved his hand again:

"Really not selling."

"I was just kidding with you."

After saying that, Yang Dian, who had been staring at the school gate, saw Yang Lele and Lin Ling walking out hand in hand. He immediately waved at them, then turned back to the vendor:

"Boss, that's how it is, I plan to keep those four Secret Manuals at home as family heirlooms."

"Let me tell you, last time a boss wanted to buy those four books you sold me for 1,000,000 each, and I didn't agree."

With a single sentence that shattered the vendor's Dao Heart, Yang Dian turned the handlebars of his bike and rode towards Yang Lele, who was waving frantically at him.

"Brother, why are you here to pick me up from school? Weren't you on an Expeditionary Force fighting Machina? Did Dad know you were coming to pick me up? Also, what were you just chatting about with that uncle?"

Yang Lele, who had sat on the back of the electric scooter, chattered a few words to Yang Dian, then waved at Lin Ling:

"Ling Ling, hurry up and get on."

Lin Ling first greeted Yang Dian, then sat behind Yang Lele.

Once both of them were seated, Yang Dian twisted the handlebar, and the electric scooter weaved through the busy road, finding gaps in the traffic.

"Fighting Machina is for the Expeditionary Force to practice, your brother doesn't need to make a move."

"If your brother were to make a move, it would be like an adult hitting a child, I could wipe out the Machina in minutes."

"After sending the Expeditionary Force soldiers out, I figured there was nothing else to do, so I came to pick you up."

"As for Dad, I had Zero notify him."

After answering Yang Lele's first few questions, Yang Dian said with a hint of a smile:

"As for that uncle just now, he's the uncle who previously sold me the Dragon Claw Hand and Hun Yuan Strength, those four Secret Manuals."

Yang Lele's eyes lit up:

"You mean the vendor uncle who treated you like a fool, selling one Secret Manual for 30,000 and three Secret Manuals plus a broken box for 100,000?"

"Did you sell the Secret Manuals back to him?"

"If he wanted to buy the Secret Manuals back, you should sell one Secret Manual for 50,000, and four Secret Manuals for 250,000."

Yang Lele's heart was a little redder than Yang Dian's, not too dark.

After talking about the Secret Manuals, she pouted again:

"Hmph, I thought that broken box would hide some treasure, just like in novels."

"But after carefully dismantling the box for a long time, there was nothing."

"That broken wooden box, which only had parts left, should also be sold to him for 50,000!"

Thinking of Yang Lele carefully dismantling the box back then, choking and coughing frantically from the worm-eaten box, but still insisting on dismantling it, Yang Dian also found it amusing:

"I told you back then that there was no hidden compartment in the box, why didn't you believe me?"

"It's all those damn scriptwriters and authors' fault, why are all TV dramas and novels written like that?" Yang Lele retorted, then poked Yang Dian's lower back:

"Brother, you still haven't answered my question."

"How much did you sell the Secret Manuals for?"

"Didn't sell them." Yang Dian pressed the brake and stopped the electric scooter at the red light, and in Yang Lele's bewildered "Why didn't you sell them?" he said:

"I'm going to explain some basic Martial Skills and put them in the territory map to help others accelerate their Cultivation of Martial Skills."

"Selling the Cultivation Technique to that vendor now would be a bit too exploitative."

Yang Lele was a little displeased, "But he exploited you back then too."

"30,000 for one, 100,000 for three, only a fool like you would buy them."

Yang Dian smiled, and after seeing the green light, he twisted the throttle again:

"So I told that uncle that he can't afford the Secret Manuals now."

"Those four Secret Manuals he sold me for over 100,000, someone offered 4,000,000 for them now, and I still didn't sell them."

"You were far away, you didn't see his expression."

"It was quite something."

Yang Lele blinked:

"Brother, you're really naughty."

Yang Dian raised his head:

"How can you call me naughty?"

"Just tell me, didn't I help him save money? ..."

Chatting and laughing, they passed through the bustling traffic and the trees, returning to their small courtyard.

Before the car had even stopped, a Big Black Cat darted out of the courtyard and pounced into Yang Dian's arms.

Rubbing the Big Black Cat in his arms, which was making meaningless meowing sounds, Yang Dian smiled and said:

"How come you've become even clingier after growing up?"

The Big Black Cat remained silent, still purring in Yang Dian's arms.

Yang Lele, a little jealous, poked the Big Black Cat's head:

"Da Heizi, you're so ungrateful."

"I feed it delicious food every day, and it's never this affectionate with me."

The Big Black Cat opened its eyes, squinted at Yang Lele, and began to complain:

"Human, your sister's cooking is really bad."

"Human, I don't want to eat her cooking, but she insists on stuffing it into my mouth."

"Human, you need to control your sister! Otherwise, I'm going to run away from home, the kind where I don't come back for 3 minutes!"

Yang Lele reached out and wrapped her arms around the Big Black Cat's neck:

"You ungrateful Da Heizi, how dare you slander me? My cooking is clearly delicious!"

"Human, your sister is lying again. If she's so capable, let her finish her own cooking! ..."

Watching the playful Big Black Cat and Yang Lele, Yang Dian couldn't help but show a knowing smile.

This is what life is about ~

Wasn't he desperately improving his strength to protect this very scene before him?