I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 110 Traveling through time again! (Please subscribe!)

 Seven days passed in a flash.

 On weekends.

Fang Ting called Yang Fang again and wanted to ask Yang Fang out.

It's a pity that Yang Fang was busy practicing and directly chose to use excuses, which made Fang Ting feel a little disappointed.

 When a girl travels to another world, she almost instinctively wants to find someone to rely on.

The indigenous disciple her uncle introduced to her before was very good, but it was a pity that he was brutally killed.

Now she hopes Yang Fang can accompany her, but Yang Fang is always so busy.

“Okay Fang Ting, you secretly contacted Yang Fang behind my back, who is my blind date.”

 Suddenly, a burst of joking laughter came.

Zhao Xue suddenly came from behind and hugged Fang Ting tightly around the waist. Her long ponytail was swaying behind her, showing her heroic appearance.

 “No, he and I just have an ordinary relationship as colleagues!”

Fang Ting smiled bitterly.

 “Ordinary colleague relationship? I think there is something fishy between you two!”

Zhao Xue snorted lightly and said with a smile, "But I still forgive you. Let's go. I'll treat you to a certain Deji."

 The two of them left here.

 In an abandoned construction site.

Yang Fang’s upper body was naked, and his muscles were visible. He was still practicing the cross fist over and over again, making a whirring sound, and his movements were fast and powerful.

 Fifteen days passed quickly.

 Tonight is the time to return again.

When he thought of Manager Tan in the iron shop, he couldn't help but feel his heart heavy and his eyes as bright as a tiger's.

 Ever since he entered the iron shop, he has been keeping a low profile.

 Guanshi Tan bullied him, humiliated him, and beat him, but he chose to endure it all.

 But people always have a certain amount of anger!

Phew! call! call!

 The sound of the fists is loud and powerful. Combined with his toned body, he is extremely well-proportioned and masculine, giving him an indescribable sense of beauty.

 With one punch, it was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

 Time spent.

 Unknowingly, night falls.

Yang Fang returned home after dinner. After taking a warm shower, he sat on the bed and waited for his return.

 As expected.

A burning and stinging pain soon appeared on my arms.

 A line of handwriting that only he could see came into view clearly.

“This time through time, the Iron Demon Armor should be completely finished.”

Yang Fang secretly said.

As long as the Iron Demon Armor is built, he can crush Guanshi Tan to death and leave directly.

Yang Fang lay on the bed and began to wait for time to pass.

 The familiar and unusual feeling of drowsiness came over him again, making his mind dizzy and his eyesight going dark.

 After a few minutes passed.

 Hurrah, hurrah!

 In a dark room.

Yang Fang suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, panted heavily, and looked towards the room. Then he immediately walked towards the door, looked at the door bolt, and relaxed temporarily.

 The door bolt is still plugged in.

 The hair on the door bolt has not fallen out.

  Indicates that it has not been touched from beginning to end.

“It seems like Manager Tan has never been here.”

Yang Fang whispered, opened the panel again, and checked.

Cultivation level: mid-seventh grade (837/1000)

  Mind method: The fourth level of Xuanwu Zhengong (3350/4000)

 Martial Arts: First Level of Cross Fist (500/600), Mastery of Chasing Wind Swordsmanship (230/500), Mastery of Blinking Swordsmanship (180/500)

 Qualifications: Outstanding among people (75/90)

“I’m closer to the peak of the seventh level, but the cross fist is still too slow, and I haven’t broken through the first level yet.”

Yang Fang watched for a while and then closed the panel again.

 He took a look at the sky, immediately took out a piece of Pluto and rushed towards the front hall.

 Not long after, the heavy sound of blacksmithing sounded in the dark night.

 Early the next day.

With a smile on his face, Manager Tan came to visit Yang Fang again.

“Junior brother Yang, how did you sleep last night?”

"fine."

Yang Fang responded.

"It's okay. By the way, I heard that Zhang Xiaobao is mute. Do you want to fire him?"

 Guanshi Tan smiled.

 “No, let him stay, it’s so pitiful.”

Yang Fang said.

 “Junior brother is so kind-hearted, haha.”

Manager Tan smiled meaningfully, patted Yang Fang on the shoulder, turned and left.

Yang Fang narrowed his eyes and stared at Manager Tan silently.

 After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and went out to check the situation.

The streets were indeed more tense than a few days ago. There were crowds of people everywhere, gathering in small groups and talking hotly.

 Some discussed the Xuanwu Sect, some discussed the evil spirits, and some discussed the Black Dragon Army.

 He went straight to a shop.

 “You want to buy a jade to ward off evil spirits? Nowadays, the jade to ward off evil spirits costs 55 taels of silver.”

 The shopkeeper’s smile.

“55 taels, how many pieces do you have in the store?”

Yang Fang asked.

 “How much does a guest officer cost?”

 The shopkeeper’s eyes lit up.

"Yes."

 “Okay, I’ll count them right now.”

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and immediately counted them carefully and said, "There are still twelve yuan in total. Do you want them all?"

 “I want them all!”

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

This evil-proofing jade will definitely increase in price in the future.

 Hard more now and sell it later, and you will definitely make a fortune.

Real-world information is not useless at all.

 At least he knew what situation Bailuo City was about to face.

 He can prepare a lot of things in advance for this.

“Sir, please come in, I’ll have someone prepare it right now.”

The shopkeeper hurriedly called Yang Fang into the room. He was so happy that he asked someone to serve him tea.

 There is no doubt that this is definitely a big customer.

 Otherwise, it would be impossible to buy so much at once.

"By the way, shopkeeper, I have some antiques and jades here. Take a look and see if you can take them."

Yang Fang walked into the shop with a calm tone, took out a bag of antique jade articles, and placed them on the table, a dense pile.

These were all collected by him in the Black Iron settlement, and there were 79 pieces in total.

It is said that gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times.

Now that Bailuo City is in chaos, keeping these things in your hands will only make money.

 It is wise to exchange everything for silver.

The shopkeeper looked suspicious and went up to look through it carefully. He was shocked and immediately called several appraisers to conduct appraisal and valuation together.

It took quite a while before all appraisals and valuations were completed.

 “Guan Guan really want to sell them all?”

 The shopkeeper looked shocked and stepped forward.

 “Yes, how much silver can I give?”

Yang Fang asked.

 “Well, I can give you 2,400 taels!”

 The shopkeeper muttered.

  2400 taels?

 “It’s a deal, prepare the money.”

Yang Fang nodded.

The average price of one piece is 30 taels, which is equivalent to six or seven years of ordinary people's wages. It is considered a huge profit.

 At any rate, these were all collected by him.

 “Your Majesty, please be patient, I’ll prepare now.”

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and said, "By the way, do you want the money for the evil-proof jade to be deducted from it?"

"buckle!"

"good!"

The shopkeeper was delighted and hurriedly prepared to go.

Not long after, he picked up two packages, one filled with silver ingots and the other with 12 evil-proof jade.

Yang Fang picked up the package, checked it carefully, was quite satisfied, and left immediately.

 He had been practicing with medicinal baths some time ago, and all his money had long been used up.

Now it’s finally made up again.

 After deducting all the money for the evil-proofing jade, there are still 1,740 taels left.

 The number of evil-proofing jades on his body has reached 90.

Yang Fang thought for a while, then went to another shop to buy 10 evil-proofing jades. He collected enough 100 pieces, and planned to hold on to the market and wait for the price to rise.

 At this point, I still have 1,190 taels of silver left on me.

 In the afternoon.

 Zhang Xiaobao came to see Yang Fang again.

After taking the medicine he prescribed, Zhang Xiaobao's muteness was indeed cured.

“It’s not bad, but remember what I said before, don’t speak easily, otherwise you will die if Manager Tan finds out.”

Yang Fang said.

“Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Yang, for saving my life.”

Zhang Xiaobao was extremely grateful, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed several times again.

 “Get up!”

Yang Fang said with satisfaction.

 “Yes, Mr. Yang.”

 Zhang Xiaobao kowtowed again.

 The following days were relatively peaceful.

　　After several previous beatings, Manager Tan had completely figured out Yang Fang’s character and no longer paid any attention to him.

And taking advantage of this period of time, Yang Fang practiced during the day, forged iron at night, and occasionally developed poisons, and his strength was improving by leaps and bounds.

 Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye.

 Zui Chun Tower.

 One of the famous romantic places in the city.

 There were sounds of laughter and debauchery inside.

 There is an indescribable atmosphere in the red room, which is intoxicating.

Several girls in scantily clad clothes covered their mouths and watched the scene in front of them with smiles.

Beside the bed, Zhang Xiaobao was trembling and terrified. He held his clothes tightly with his hands and looked at a young man next to him.

 The young master smiled and said, "Get up and take off your clothes!"

“Master Hu, please spare the little one, please, I’m going to kowtow to you.”

 Zhang Xiaobao was extremely frightened and kowtowed quickly and begged.

He never expected that when he went out to buy medicine for Yang Fang today, he would meet Hu Tianle, one of the playboys of the Tianlong Gang.

 He has already heard about Hu Tianle.

This man's father is Hu Meng, one of the four hall masters of the Tianlong Gang. He is extremely strong and is in the middle stage of the seventh rank.

As for Hu Tianle himself, he is even more notorious.

This man preys on both men and women, and plays extremely perverted ways. People often die tragically on his bed, and many people change their color when he mentions his name.

 It’s just that he didn’t expect that it would be his turn this time.

 “One more thing, get up, or I may get angry.”

Hu Tianle said lightly.

"Master Hu, please spare the little one"

 Zhang Xiaobao wailed bitterly.

Snapped!

Hu Tianle slapped Zhang Xiaobao to the side, his face turned cold, and he said, "I don't know how to behave, so I took off his clothes!"

 “Yes, Mr. Hu!”

 “Brother, don’t be nervous.”

 A group of scantily clad girls quickly rushed over with laughter, bringing with them a strong fragrance.

 With all their hands and feet, Zhang Xiaobao was soon buried in it.

 The whole room was filled with an indescribable aura.

 In the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaobao was devastated and returned to the shop. His face was slightly pale. Even though he tried his best to hide it, Yang Fang still saw that something was wrong.

 “What’s wrong? Xiaobao?”

 “No, it’s okay.”

 Zhang Xiaobao forced a smile and said.

 “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Yang Fang was suspicious.

 “It’s okay, thank you, Mr. Yang.”

 Zhang Xiaobao said gratefully.

 “Well, it’s okay, go ahead.”

Yang Fang waved his hands and looked at Zhang Xiaobao thoughtfully.

 Could it be that Manager Tan took action again?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.

 At dusk.

A close confidant of Steward Tan came over and said, "Deputy Steward Yang, your servant Zhang Xiaobao offended Hu Tianle, the young master of the Tianlong Gang today. Steward Tan wants you to give an explanation!"

 “My servant has offended Mr. Tianlong Gang?”

Yang Fang frowned and said, "Wait, when did this happen?"

 “In the afternoon.”

The confidant spoke up and said, "I don't know the specific situation, but what Manager Tan means is that you take Zhang Xiaobao's head and go to the Tianlong Gang to apologize in person, and this matter is over!"

 Joke!

Yang Fang’s head turned cold.

You have to apologize when you wear your own head?

 “You go ahead, I will talk to Manager Tan about this.”

Yang Fang’s tone was indifferent.

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