2: Chapter 2: Chen Ping'an, you really need to be careful of women lately!

Yang Simu didn't care about the strange looks cast his way by the straw-sandaled youth and the honest-looking farmer beside him.

To be precise, he was immensely grateful to them!

Three days ago, Yang Simu had unexpectedly transmigrated into this small town as the heir to a Yangs Shop.

It didn't take him long to realize that this was the Haoran World, specifically within the Lizhu Blessed Land that hung high like a great sun above the northernmost tip of Baoping Continent!

As a transmigrator, Yang Simu naturally couldn't embarrass his fellow travelers; his Golden Finger was the snatching opportunity system!

By snatching opportunities, he could become stronger!

The very first thing he had intended to do was to build a good relationship with Old Man Yang in the backyard of the pharmacy.

After all, even the Saint who presided over the Lizhu Blessed Land every sixty years had to pay his respects to this old man!

However, Old Man Yang hadn't wanted to pay him any mind at first!

Yang Simu had racked his brains and used every trick in the book before he finally managed to strike a temporary deal with Old Man Yang.

At this thought, Yang Simu stopped his somewhat smug laughter and looked at the two people beside him.

"You are Chen Pingan from Niping Lane, aren't you?" he asked, looking at the straw-sandaled youth.

Chen Pingan was a bit surprised that the other person remembered him. He nodded slightly and smiled, saying:

"Hello, Young Master Yang. It's me."

Yang Simu gave a faint smile. "I remember. When you were a child, you often came to our pharmacy to both buy and sell medicine."

"From now on, Yangs Shop belongs to me. Whenever you come to buy medicine, you'll get a fifty percent discount!"

The straw-sandaled youth was slightly taken aback, then scratched his head with a sheepish smile and said:

"I usually go to the mountains to find herbs myself now. Besides, I've also learned a few simple prescriptions from Senior Yang."

Hearing this, Yang Simu couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile. Curling his lips, he laughed and said:

"You might not need it now, but there will come a time when you do."

"Alright, that's enough for now. We'll meet again."

"Oh, right, Chen Pingan, you must be careful of women lately, especially the good-looking ones!"

The straw-sandaled youth scratched his head in confusion and quickly ran off.

Only then did Li Er, who had been frowning deeply, speak up and ask, "Isn't your grandfather still quite hale and hearty?"

"When did he hand over Yangs Shop for you to manage?"

Yang Simu chuckled. "I'm my grandfather's only grandson. The shop is bound to be handed over to me sooner or later."

Li Er's eyes burned brightly, like two great suns, as he stared at the youth in green and asked:

"If those two outsiders really offered a hundred gold-essence copper coins to buy the Golden Carp in your hand, would you sell it?"

Yang Simu shook his head decisively and said with a smile, "Senior Li Er, there's no need to keep testing me."

"I know that you originally intended to sell this Golden Carp to Chen Pingan."

"However, forced fruit is never sweet, wouldn't you agree?"

Li Er's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of danger flashed through them!

In an instant, Yang Simu felt as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss with a great mountain pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe!

"Crap, I pushed it too far!"

He cursed inwardly and hurriedly took an ancient-looking Tobacco Pouch from his waist, holding it high in front of Li Er.

In a flash, this genuine Mountain Peak Realm martial artist withdrew his Aura.

Yang Simu almost collapsed to the ground but couldn't help but gasp for air.

"Why is my Master's Tobacco Pouch in your possession?" Li Er asked with a solemn expression.

Yang Simu replied breathlessly, "Senior Li Er, this Tobacco Pouch was naturally gifted to me by Senior Yang."

Li Er frowned deeply, his mind filled with many thoughts.

He had to re-evaluate the youth in green before him.

"Could it be that the old Master wants to take on another Disciple?"

"Or is Yang Simu just one of the children the Master regards highly?"

Li Er gave Yang Simu one last glance and strode off toward Niping Lane.

It was getting late; if he didn't head back soon, his wife would start nagging him again.

In his wife's words, if it weren't for the fact that Li Er was still quite energetic in bed, she would have stopped living with him long ago!

However, at the thought of his son and daughter, Li Er couldn't help but grin honestly.

Yang Simu wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved, "Senior Li Er, see you around!"

His first deal with Old Man Yang was to have Li Er teach him fist techniques!

...

In an unknown alley, Prince Gao Xuan of the Great Sui and the white-robed old man stood together.

"That Golden Carp is one of the greatest opportunities here. Are we really going to just hand it over to someone else?" Gao Xuan gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

The white-robed old man bowed slightly and sighed. "Young Master, this matter is strange. I will investigate first before making a decision!"

"We cannot afford to offend the one from Yangs Shop no matter what."

"However, a being like that wouldn't care about the life or death of a youth for no reason."

"The Opportunity presented by this Golden Carp is so great that I will certainly do my best to help you obtain it, Young Master!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Xuan's heaving chest calmed slightly, and he nodded heavily.

...

On the other side.

Yang Simu had already walked to a candied hawthorn stall in Apricot Blossom Lane and bought two sticks.

Yang Simu remembered that Master Zou had also once set up a candied hawthorn stall here.

Master Zou's arithmetic was once one of the three great wonders of the Haoran World, and he alone suppressed the entire Lu Clan of the Yin and Yang School!

"Master Zou talks of the Heavens, while the Lu Clan speaks of the Earth!"

The selection of the world's ten young geniuses and ten candidates was the work of Master Zou!

Yang Simu circled the area twice but didn't see any Opportunity left by Master Zou, so he could only turn away in disappointment.

When passing by the Iron Lock Well, he took a few extra looks at the iron chains hanging inside the well's mouth, thinking to himself:

"Baby, wait for me here. I'll come and take you in a few days!"

Just then, a well-proportioned young girl carrying water passed by. She gave Yang Simu a fierce glare before heading toward Niping Lane.

This girl was the last True Dragon in the mortal world—Wang Zhu!

Yang Simu smiled slightly and continued forward while eating his candied hawthorns.

After crossing another street, he passed a fortune-telling stall. It was a young Taoist wearing a lotus crown, named Lu Chen.

Yang Simu had no intention of dealing with this third Disciple of the Dao Ancestor and the Third Head of the White Jade Capital in the Qingming World for now. He walked a few more steps and saw a Village School.

It was currently time for classes to end. Several young scholars, ranging from a few years old to their teens, greeted the school's teacher and swarmed out.

At the very front was a little girl in red named Li Baoping, who vanished in the blink of an eye.

Then came a child in poor clothing who, as soon as he rushed out of the school, threw himself into the arms of his sister, Li Liu.

There were also two youths who looked a bit flushed; they didn't leave reluctantly until Li Huai and his sister had completely disappeared at the end of the alley.

Yang Simu smiled faintly, recalling the words of a certain Old Scholar:

"A youth's shoulders should be like this. There's no rush for things like national hatred or noble spirit. First, they should carry the clear breeze, the bright moon, the swaying willows, and the flying orioles. A young man's shoulders are meant to be filled with beautiful things!"

At the school entrance, a middle-aged scholar with slightly graying temples appeared, his Confucian robes neat and tidy.

Qi Jingchun looked at Yang Simu and said with a smile, "For the past three days, you have come here every day, yet you aren't waiting for anyone; you are just watching."

"Do you have a question in your heart that you wish to speak of with me?"