ragginovel Chapter 169 Returning Home
Chapter 169 Returning Home
With his weak soul alone, he couldn't possibly create something from nothing. Without the soul of the Gun God himself, he naturally couldn't use the "Transformation of the Barbarians into Myself" technique to experience the intent of the gun and take a shortcut.
Yang Silang wanted to go to the training room of the Killing Spear to watch the scroll a few more times and experience its unparalleled fighting spirit once again.
However, Confucius and Mencius told them that after submitting the report, the capital said that they could no longer find any record of what kind of demon skin material was used to carry this visualization diagram made in the previous dynasty.
The true method of visualization was sealed in a crystal. After several demon skins were ruined during the imprinting process, the matter was left unresolved and never heard from again.
Confucius and Mencius kindly told him that if he was truly interested in this spear technique, he could go to the Martial Arts Tower in the capital to take a look.
The techniques there are inscribed in a jade seal; that is the true visualization diagram, which can fully demonstrate the martial arts intent. Of course, the prerequisite is that one must pass the martial arts examination.
The military examination for the next year will be held in the capital in June. If he is interested, he can go to the capital to take a look.
This marksmanship technique became a double-edged sword; it was useless to practice, but a pity to abandon it.
He had been training diligently for three months, mastering a crippling spear technique that resembled the real thing but lacked its true essence. As for its power, one could only say that if he rode on a large blue horse and used the Taizu Long Fist spear technique he had practiced to stab someone, the damage would be the same.
Compared to the original killing gun, the gun in his hand wasn't even a monkey version; calling it a beggar's version would be an exaggeration.
Fortunately, he obtained a set of Dragon Soaring and Wind Riding Technique, so it wasn't a loss. The human borrowed the demon's power, and the demon's fist power increased, allowing him to almost perfectly combine and utilize the power of the human and the demon rider.
The process of introducing demonic energy into the body is meticulously planned, specifying which acupoints and meridians it must traverse. However, certain acupoints and meridians are absolutely forbidden, as doing so could endanger one's life.
He had to figure it out on his own, and who knew when that would take. He could only marvel at the unparalleled wisdom of his predecessors, who had put almost all their ideas for enhancing combat power into practice, and had actually blazed a trail. He was truly impressed.
"Should I take the military examination again to become a military officer?"
"Anyway, I will definitely break through to the Grandmaster realm next year. If I want to continue cultivating to the Golden Marrow Grandmaster realm, I still need to learn the Great Five Elements Strength and the Great Five Elements Fist, which can only be obtained from the Martial Arts Tower in the capital."
"So it seems like I have no choice but to take this martial arts exam."
Yang Silang stroked his chin.
Whether you're herding one sheep or a flock, it's all the same. Looks like I need to start preparing for my trip to Beijing next year.
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Ten days later.
The morning sun shines down.
Yang Silang opened his eyes; the room still smelled strongly of alcohol.
The truth is, even if you are a master of steel and dirt, if you encounter a group of people constantly taking turns toasting you, you will still get drunk if you rely solely on your physical body to withstand it without using your internal energy to neutralize the effects!
We arrived at Yue'erwan Wharf yesterday at noon.
As soon as Yang Silang and Wang Daniu disembarked, someone rushed to the warehouse by the dock to report the news.
Several people practically ran out at an even faster pace.
The leader of the Sanshui Huihai Association was panting heavily; the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, Shang Laohu, was also panting. These two were local bullies, and ever since they learned that Yang Silang was going back to his hometown to visit relatives, they had sent people to keep an eye on the dock every day.
They calculated the time and waited here for several days in a row to make sure they wouldn't miss it at the first opportunity.
Surrounded by guests, Yang Silang and Wang Daniu didn't even go home, but went straight into a private room at the restaurant.
Shang Laohu complained.
"Brother Yang, when you passed the imperial examination last time, you didn't stay long after you came back. You left without saying goodbye. You promised to let me host a dinner party for you, but you didn't keep your promise."
"We must make up for this drink today, consider it a welcome-back dinner for you."
"Don't worry about the family. I've already informed them. If the women are having trouble, I'll book a separate room next door."
Yang Silang last returned more than a year ago. He passed the imperial examination for martial arts and returned, but ran away after a short while, just to find some peace and quiet.
He had promised this drink, so naturally he couldn't refuse.
Then more people entered the private room.
First came Grandpa Zhu and his grandson Zhu Tong. Grandpa Zhu looked much older. He used to be very hardworking when he was young, but now he was paying off his debts in his old age. He used to walk very fast, but now his steps are a bit heavier, though he still walks quite steadily.
It was Li Erhu again, full of vigor and ambition. He was now Shang Laohu's right-hand man, the Black Tiger Gang's well-known and respected next leader, and even owned more than a dozen streets of territory. Everyone had to respectfully call him Little Tiger.
Xiong Shan came over carrying the child. His wife, who was not supposed to have children, was now heavily pregnant, which meant her status in the family had risen considerably.
The chubby "Commander Ruan" also arrived. He is now doing a solid job in his defensive position. Ruan Mingyuan greeted him warmly, saying "Brother Yang, it's been a long time!"
Ma Qianli and Yan Tiansheng also arrived, recounting embarrassing stories of being beaten black and blue while training under Long Yiyan. Coincidentally, the camp was expanding, and the two were promoted from battalion commanders to acting captains, which could be considered a promotion.
Yang Silang glanced around but didn't see Xiao Jiling and Jiao Ada, who had been porters on the battlefield and were fleeing for their lives together. He knew that due to differences in status, some familiar faces would gradually become unfamiliar.
The two men might want to come, but they dare not. And the people sitting at the table might not want two porters to sit in.
Halfway through drinking.
Someone outside delivered a visiting card, which read "Young Master Yao Luzhang" on it.
Yang Silang considered himself to have an excellent memory. After cultivating his divine soul, he could not say he had a photographic memory, but he was close. Who was this Yao Luzhang?
It was Wang Daniu who reminded Old Zhou's brother-in-law at the oil mill.
Yang Silang then remembered who it was: the heartless man who decisively abandoned the ruthless shopkeeper Zhou and his younger sister, Madam Yao, to escape for his own life. His brother-in-law and sister were dead, their bodies barely cold, yet he still managed to get his hands on the oil mill. Later, after Yang Silang passed the imperial examination, he gave his elder sister a 50% share of the profits.
Even though I know what kind of person the other party is.
Yang Silang still smiled and let him in, and drank a cup of wine offered by him. The other party was so grateful that he almost knelt down, but fortunately he left quickly after offering the wine, showing great understanding.
During the meal, Xiong Shan asked...
"Fourth Brother, are you going to take the military examination in the capital next year?"
"In our large Gongzhou Prefecture, not a single person passed the last imperial examination."
Yang Silang modestly said that he needed to think about it.
Wang Daniu then said.
"What are you considering?"
"Pei Buqi said you're sure to pass the exam, Fourth Brother. Take the military exam and come back as a military scholar, so they can see that our Gongzhou Prefecture has capable people too."
Everyone's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and they became even more enthusiastic in urging the others to drink.
Yang Silang also knew the importance of moderation. He had been practicing his spear for three months without daring to relax for a moment. So today he decided to accept all comers without using his internal energy to sober up, since She Nu was there to protect him in the Niwan Palace anyway.
They drank from noon until night, and from night until bedtime.
Yang Silang wasn't completely drunk, but he was still quite dizzy.
Woof woof.
Just as Yang Silang woke up from his hangover, he gently rubbed the acupoints on his head, when he heard a noise coming from under the bed and a huge dog's head popped out.
It was Heizi.
After all, it is a lucky pet whose body has been modified by the source.
When Yang Silang was at home, Hei Zi had already absorbed the moonlight and was extremely intelligent. It is estimated that he had already developed his spiritual intelligence at that time.
Now I haven't seen him for a year.
Hei Zi crawled out from under the bed. Standing up, it looked like a little calf, its fur as shiny as black satin. It blinked its two black eyes and stuck out its long tongue to lick Yang Silang's palm, showing its affection.
No wonder Wang Daniu said that Heizi could carry the three of them (elder sister and younger sister) and still run very fast; its size has exceeded the limit of a normal black dog.
"Hey Kuroko, by the way, I'll give you a little something..."
Yang Silang patted the dog's head and slapped a bit of ancestral blood essence into it.
After the three points of origin were distributed, Daqing received one point for his merit in seizing the Yellow Jade Fruit in the secret realm; Auntie received one point because of Grandma Tianjing's influence; and Heizi naturally received one point for guarding the house and for rescuing the Yang sisters during the chaos at the martial arts hall.
Go in with a bit of the essence.
Hei Zi seemed to know it was something good, and excitedly darted around Yang Silang. Finally, it stood up, cupped its hands, bowed its head and prostrated itself on the ground. Then it lay prostrate on the ground, dragging its two hind legs, half-propping itself up, and its head touched the ground like a chick pecking at rice.
It seems he has learned a wide range of things, understanding some aspects of human affairs, but not fully grasping them.
"Alright, Hei Zi..." Yang Silang patted his head, "Taking good care of the two ladies is more important than anything else."
Play with the dog.
Yang Silang left the house.
There were maids waiting outside. Upon seeing him, they quickly bowed and called out, "Master."
Yang Silang responded and asked where his elder sister was. The other person said that his elder sister was in the kitchen personally cooking porridge for him.
Back in the living room.
The maidservant brewed a cup of hot tea.
Yang Silang was sipping his tea when Fifth Sister burst in.
The fifteen-year-old girl had grown into a graceful young woman. In the year since I last saw her, she had grown taller and was now half a head taller than her older sister, with a shapely figure.
She walked with powerful strides, wearing a light pink short outfit, leather boots, and brass wrist guards with copper studs, looking every bit the part of a female martial arts student.
For convenience, her hair was tied up in a bun like a man's, which gave her a dashing and heroic air.
"Fourth Brother," Yang Wumei rushed to his side as before, "Why did you take so long to come back?"
"It's been over a year, and you haven't come back to visit. Has someone else stolen your heart?"
Yang Silang laughed heartily and tapped her nose with one finger.
"Don't try to turn the tables on me. I haven't found you a sister-in-law yet."
"I've heard someone say that you now have a nickname, 'The Flower That Shakes the Mountain,' and that you have many young disciples who admire you?"
"If you find someone you like, you can let me know in advance, and I'll have to help you choose."
It's impossible to check the quality; we'll just have to tell them all to quit!
Yang Silang absolutely refused to let anyone abduct his fifteen-year-old sister and marry her; he would rather she be older.
Yang Wumei blushed and said with a shy expression.
"What 'flower that shakes the mountain'? I'm just following your lead because of you."
Yang Silang took out the gift for his sister, which was the black iron waist knife he had obtained from Widow She. This knife was enough for his sister to use until she reached the Steel-Dirty Realm.
He also checked his sister's cultivation progress. With him as her backer, she had no shortage of pills, and her Zhenshan Fist had reached a high level, making her worthy of a visit.
"By the way," Yang Silang countered, "has my older sister been setting you up with random couples lately?"
Yang Wumei chuckled.
"She can't possibly care about me right now; she's too busy taking care of herself..."
They were talking.
A maid ran in with a visiting card, saying that a guest had heard that the master had returned and wanted to pay a visit to propose marriage to Miss Yang.
Yang Silang was furious upon hearing this.
"No, no, my sister is still young. I'll tell her she's not considering marriage yet."
He looked at Yang Wumei and thought to himself, "You're not being honest." Yang Wumei, on the other hand, was completely confused and didn't know who had taken a liking to her.
The maid hurriedly shook her head.
"Master, the person they want to marry is Miss Cuifen, your eldest sister."
Yang Silang's anger turned to joy, and he said solicitously.
"Please, please come in..."
The younger sister is not allowed to marry, but the older sister is still young. Why should she live a life of widowhood?
"Little sister, quickly call eldest sister..." Yang Silang winked at Yang Wumei, "You two hide behind the screen, with Hei Zi."
"Look at the eldest sister's face. If she's both ashamed and happy, then don't let the black devils out to cause trouble."
"If you're angry and annoyed, let the black cat come out and bark at the guests a couple of times."