Chapter 91: 500 Incense

After returning from the Li family, Su Yang went to Qingqin's room once more. The previous night, he had picked up a demon corpse on the city wall, but he had not slept well all night. He had just been summoned by County Magistrate Li again. Now, he had to finally get a good night's sleep.

His head resting upon a place of warmth and softness, a faint milky fragrance wafted toward him.

Su Yang slept very comfortably.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was dark. That night, no battle sounds came from the city wall, so there was no opportunity to scavenge for scraps this evening.

Additionally, the den of yellow-bellied martens and wild demons within the city needed to be eliminated as soon as possible. After all, they were excellent cultivation resources.

Three days passed.

Zhou Bao finally obtained the land deed for the last mansion in his hands. He sent another challenge letter, and the match was set for tomorrow, still at the Zhang family's doorway.

"Master, shall we go?" Wang Han asked from behind.

"Yes, why not?"

Putting away the challenge letter, Su Yang's eyes flashed with a trace of anticipation.

All the mansions in the surrounding area now had their land deeds in his possession, about twenty or so, with the remaining seven or eight still in Zhou Bao's hands.

With his own strength, this arena battle would definitely be won.

He would take the remaining seven or eight land deeds in his hands, then hire artisans to renovate all thirty mansions and connect them sequentially into one enormous residence.

From this day forward, the Su family would rise to prominence from here.

Over thirty sets of mansions, including more than a hundred small ones, would be sufficient for himself, his wives and concubines, and his servants and maids to reside in.

Moreover, once the mansions were connected, the family progress could be completed to gain 500 incense points, a reward of infinite generosity. The new family progress would unlock, and he could quickly proceed to the next one.

"Master, Zhou Bao is the young master of the Zhou family. If he loses, he will surely not be satisfied. This is how the second generations of great families behave."

Wang Han said with some concern: "If we oppose the Zhou family, it seems a bit like an egg striking against a stone."

"No matter."

Su Yang waved his hand and said, "Now I am already a subordinate of County Magistrate Li, no longer a rootless duckweed. If the Zhou family wishes to act against me, they must consider County Magistrate Li's wishes."

"As long as I do not commit any major fault, from now on the Zhou family will not be able to touch me. This is the balance among great families; no one wishes to offend the other."

Wang Han stopped speaking. The master had his own thoughts; a mere servant like him could not comprehend them.

Early the next morning.

Once again at the front of the Zhang family courtyard, this time only a circle drawn on the greenstone ground served as the arena.

This time, there were some onlookers, but they were all locals. Zhang Qingshi had done her makeup early and emerged in a new set of clothes, sitting on a chair by the side of the arena and waiting.

Zhou Bao had already arrived.

Additionally, an important figure had arrived today.

The head of the White Ape Martial Hall, Bai Wanran.

Dressed in white practice garments that accentuated her beautiful figure, her movements were proficient, her skin fair, her eyes bright.

Her slender fingers, like green onions, delicately picked up the white porcelain teacup, making it impossible to tell this was a martial artist's hand. It was so clean and tender; if she employed the Dragon-Coiling Grip, Su Yang would not last even a few rounds.

"Master, rest assured. Today, your disciple will take the stage and surely defeat that Su Yang."

Zhou Bao's face showed a confident expression as he patted his chest and guaranteed.

"Zhou Bao, stop boasting when you can't deliver. You can't last three moves in my husband's hands."

Sitting beside Bai Wanran, Zhang Qingshi said with considerable displeasure.

"Miss Qingshi, rest assured."

"I am my master's top disciple and also the young master of the Zhou family. My martial arts talent has been remarkable since childhood, and I've studied many secret manuals, which are not to be compared with ordinary seventh-rank cultivators."

Zhou Bao saw Zhang Qingshi speaking up for Su Yang, a trace of displeasure rising in his heart, but he had no choice but to vent his anger onto Su Yang, who would be broken into pieces later.

"The young master Zhou truly has quite a large mouth. His martial arts talent is astonishing since childhood. How can you say such words without shame?"

A familiar voice came from behind—not anyone else, but Su Yang, a jade-like gentleman, bearing himself with grace, accompanied by servants and maids, walking over step by step.

An elegant jade gentleman, an immortal of the human world, nothing more than that.

"Husband!"

Zhang Qingshi rose from her chair, hurrying towards Su Yang. Her cold face now showed a rare smile: "When you go up on stage later, you must be careful. Zhou Bao has acquired many secret manuals; he is probably not comparable to ordinary seventh-rank ones."

"Wife, rest assured."

Su Yang nodded, pulling Zhang Qingshi into his embrace, sweet and intimate, and walked towards Zhou Bao, saying, "Are the things prepared?"

"Bring them up."

Looking at Su Yang and his fairy in front of him, Zhou Bao felt his anger burning in his body, his mind blank, unable to see anything clearly. Fortunately, the servant behind steadied him, preventing him from being overwhelmed by blood qi.

Zhou Bao's servants hurriedly brought up the old medicine and land deeds, still placed on the side of the arena.

"Start quickly, don't waste time."

Zhou Bao saw Su Yang embracing his fairy and felt increasingly uncomfortable, wanting to begin the match soon and cripple this young man on the arena.

"Begin."

Su Yang did not wish to waste time and nodded, following Zhou Bao up onto the arena.

"Bai Wanran, how is my husband?"

Zhang Qingshi sat beside the hall master, her face showing much satisfaction.

"He looks outstanding. No wonder you can subdue him. He must have real talent and learning, otherwise you wouldn't have taken a liking to him."

"Just like this Zhou Bao, full of brute force, you don't look at him, do you?"

Bai Wanran understood Zhang Qingshi's nature well.

Compared to her martial arts attainments, Zhang Qingshi cared more about her future husband's talents and learning. Even Zhang Qingshi herself was fond of poetry; thus, the man who would conquer Zhang Qingshi must be a man of both literary and martial prowess.

"That is natural; my husband is the best in the world." Zhang Qingshi said with full confidence on her face.

"This is uncertain."

"This Zhou Bao is the young master of the Zhou family, with many secret manuals at home. Once secret manuals are employed, it immediately widens the combat power gap within the same realm. Moreover, Zhou Bao is also considered battle-hardened."

"In my opinion, your husband probably cannot be a match for him."

Bai Wanran looked at Su Yang and Zhou Bao on the arena and analyzed: "After all, Zhou Bao still holds an advantage."

"Master, shall we make a bet?" Zhang Qingshi's eyes suddenly flashed with a clever light as she looked towards Bai Wanran. Seeing Bai Wanran also looking at her, she quickly displayed a harmless and pure demeanor.

"You clever little one, what's the scheme in that little head again?" Bai Wanran, seeing this, couldn't help but smile bitterly.