Volume 1, Chapter 34: Without Wealth, One Cannot Sustain the Path

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Huang Yanmei, inside the room, had no idea that Wu Deshun already knew she had been involved with Wu Haibo.

Wu Deshun had been left outside the room to feed the mosquitoes for an entire hour, and by now, all his desire had vanished.

He had no idea how to deal with that slut, Huang Yanmei.

It was the first time in his life that both he and his son had slept with the same woman.

Still, he had to give Haibo credit: the boy had taken excellent safety precautions. In that respect, he had learned well from his father.

Those loose women were available to anyone, and there was no telling whether they carried some disease or not. In any case, taking proper precautions could never hurt.

A man could fool around as much as he liked outside, but he absolutely must not bring home a disease.

Wu Deshun climbed over the wall and went home.

When Lin Xiaoxu heard a commotion, he instinctively opened his eyes. At the same time, a sharp glare pierced them.

Had morning come already?

At that moment, Lin Xiaoxu’s vitality was nearly restored to its peak. Two abundant currents of energy flowed through his lower abdomen.

One was spiritual energy; the other was true qi.

In the world of cultivation, there was a saying: wealth, companions, techniques, and territory.

As the ancients put it, without wealth, one could not nourish the Way.

This showed just how important money was. Cultivation also required a certain economic foundation; otherwise, the results would be meager.

In Lin Xiaoxu’s case, one important reason his spiritual energy had been so weak a few days earlier, and his true qi so pitifully scant, was that he had not consumed enough meat.

Meat contained small amounts of vital essence beneficial to cultivation—or, in modern scientific terms, energy.

Beef contained far more of that essence than most other common meats.

That was why, after eating more than half a pound of beef the previous night, Lin Xiaoxu had managed to quickly replenish, overnight, all the spiritual energy and true qi he had exhausted while treating Chen Bao and Lin Guohua. His body had suffered not the slightest harm.

Lin Xiaoxu drew a deep breath, summoned a thread of true qi from his lower abdomen into his palm, and struck it toward the window.

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At once, an invisible force churned through the air, sending out a wave of energy that struck a small tree more than a dozen meters from the window. A sharp crackling sound rang out.

The tree’s branches and trunk remained intact, yet nearly all its leaves were blasted away by the shock wave.

In the blink of an eye, the little tree went from lush and leafy to bare.

“Excellent!”

The true qi within Lin Xiaoxu was clearly much more vigorous than before. He was both startled and delighted when another burst of noisy voices reached his ears.

Lin Xiaoxu frowned deeply. The commotion was coming from the gate of his home.

Could the villagers be coming to cause trouble for him and his sister-in-law again?

“Shen Yulian, hurry up and bring your man, Lin Xiaoxu, out here! The sun’s already high in the sky—why is he still sleeping?”

Auntie Chunfeng seized Shen Yulian by the arm and shook her vigorously, as though she had some urgent matter that could not wait another moment.

Shen Yulian was shaken so hard that her head spun, and she could barely get a word out.

A pair of large hands caught her head. With a swift turn, she broke free of Auntie Chunfeng’s grasp and fell into a broad, solid chest.

“What is it, so early in the morning?” Lin Xiaoxu asked, placing Shen Yulian behind him protectively.

The moment Lin Xiaoxu appeared, adoration shone in Shen Yulian’s beautiful eyes. On the other side, dozens of villagers began shouting insults, each one talking over the others.

“You good-for-nothing fool, you tricked us again, didn’t you? The guavas from the back hill aren’t even as big as my fist, and they taste bitter and sour. How could fruit like that possibly sell?”

“Exactly! I thought city people liked eating unripe guavas, so I went to town before dawn, hired a motorcycle, and took them to the county’s agricultural market. But the moment I brought them out, every passerby laughed at me until their faces turned green!”

“My experience was the same. They even asked whether I was an idiot for picking guavas that were nowhere near ripe and trying to sell them!”

“You worthless fool, you’ve caused us no end of trouble! My entire family spent all yesterday afternoon doing nothing but picking guavas on the back hill…”

Everything before him was entirely within Lin Xiaoxu’s expectations.

“I’ll buy all the guavas you have for five yuan per pound,” Lin Xiaoxu said.

Five yuan per pound?

The villagers fell silent.

Good heavens! Ripe guavas usually sold for only about three yuan per pound.

Even early-season fruit could fetch five or six yuan per pound only if it was attractive, large, sweet, and juicy.

Whenever Village Chief Wu Deshun gathered fruit and vegetables from the village to sell in the county, he paid just a few coins per pound—and he carefully selected only the best-looking produce. Anything misshapen or undersized was thrown aside without a second thought.

Yet Lin Xiaoxu was actually offering five yuan per pound for these small, sour, bitter guavas they had on hand?

Five yuan per pound!

This fool really was unbelievably stupid!

“Xiaoxu, we’re all getting on in years. It wasn’t easy climbing halfway up the back hill to pick those guavas. At the very least, you should add another yuan per pound.”

The one demanding an extra yuan was none other than Liang Weiming, the village’s notorious old bachelor.

Liang Weiming grinned, revealing a row of crooked, yellow teeth, their gaps clogged with black grime.

The surrounding villagers immediately understood. Their eyes darted from one another, and after exchanging a few glances, they all turned toward Lin Xiaoxu with ingratiating smiles.

“Oh, I even twisted my back while picking guavas yesterday. I won’t be able to work for at least ten days or so. For people who live off the land, no work means no food, and that’s a serious loss. I don’t care what you say, Lin Xiaoxu—you have to take full responsibility!”

“Xiaoxu, just add another yuan. None of us has it easy. We’re all from the same village, and we see one another every day.”

“Stop haggling. Make it six yuan per pound and be done with it. I still have to get to the fields to work.”

Shen Yulian’s gaze quickly shifted from Liang Weiming’s pockmarked face—a face so revolting that looking at it for more than a moment made her feel sick—to Lin Xiaoxu’s handsome features.

How could she not know what these villagers were thinking? They still believed Lin Xiaoxu was the same hopeless fool he had been a few days ago, and were therefore trying every possible trick to take advantage of him.

But she did not dare object in front of everyone. She still owed these villagers money.

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