Chapter 41: Rare Items

"Ding! Cultivation has broken through to Martial Master, third level!"
"Ding! Cultivation has broken through to Martial Master, fourth level!"
Unfortunately, his cultivation only reached the fourth level of Martial Master. Facing two Great Martial Masters at once would still be difficult.

"Sister, do you have any silver?" He retreated directly and whispered the question.

Trusting Xiao Yang completely, Zhou Yan brought out all her possessions without hesitation. "Senior brother, I only have forty-three thousand taels."

Xiao Yang didn't waste a moment and recharged immediately. The total currency value now stood at two hundred seventy-three thousand.

He was just short of the upgrade.

"Right," Xiao Yang thought of something. There was something that could fill up to three hundred thousand.

He turned and walked toward the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Youde flashed a look of disdain in his eyes. "Ha, a coward," he scoffed, slapping a label atop Xiao Yang's head.

Although Zhou Yan wondered what her senior brother was up to, she was certain he would not abandon her; she waited in place.

"Pretty girl, that coward has run off. Why not just accept me?" Zhao Youde had already approached. "I can guarantee you a life of wealth and honor," he promised.

Though Zhou Yan was now at the eighth level of Martial Master, she was still a young girl. Seeing Zhao Youde approach, she instinctively took a step back, glancing toward the door, wanting to see what Xiao Yang was doing.

At this moment, Xiao Yang stared at the jewel-encrusted plaque, praying silently in his heart: Please, let it be worth thirty thousand taels!

In the next instant, he leapt off the ground and, to the astonishment of all, successfully removed the plaque.

"Recycle!" he commanded.

"Ding! Seven-diamond golden plaque is worth thirty-one thousand currency value."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Before his feet even touched the ground, Xiao Yang converted the currency value directly into cultivation.

"Ding! Cultivation has broken through to Martial Master, fifth level!"
"Ding! Consumed one million currency value and received a gift package!"

Xiao Yang paused, surprised at the unexpected gift package. But with time pressing, he had no attention to spare for it.

That fat fool was reaching out his greasy hand toward Zhou Yan.

"Pretty girl, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle," Zhao Youde leered.

Suddenly, a figure dashed forward, accompanied by a furious shout.

"Fat fool, do you even know how to spell 'death'?"

Moving so swiftly, even the two Great Martial Masters couldn't intercept him in time.

Bang!

One kick.

The four-hundred-pound fat man was sent flying.

The force of that kick was obvious.

Spurt!

A line of blood sprayed in midair. His body slammed hard against the wall behind him.

Boom.

With a thunderous crash, a hole appeared in the wall.

"Young master!" The two Great Martial Masters forgot about Xiao Yang, rushing straight to Zhao Youde.

"Spurt, spurt!" Zhao Youde vomited blood in large mouthfuls, his eyes filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth to speak, but blood surged out first, splattering both Great Martial Masters.

"Young master, hold on! We'll take you to a healer right away." They picked him up and ran toward the door.

"Get out of the way!"
"Everyone, get the hell out of the way!"

Clearly panicked, the two Great Martial Masters shouted loudly.

Though some were displeased, the duo's strength and background prompted people to clear a path.

The sight of two men carrying a four-hundred-pound fat man—moving at a swift pace—quickly vanished from everyone's view.

The scene had happened so suddenly that many still hadn't come to their senses.

"Did the young master of the Zhao family just get beaten up?" a man asked, uncertain.

"That was ruthless. This time the young master will probably lose half his life," someone whispered.

With that weight, even a fall would be serious, let alone being kicked through a wall.

"Why didn't you dodge, girl!" Xiao Yang scolded, a little angry.

She had just stood there like a fool.

Zhou Yan stuck out her tongue. "Because I knew you'd come to save me, senior brother!"

At her words, Xiao Yang's anger melted away.

How much must she trust him, to stand unflinching even before two Great Martial Masters?

"You and your twisted logic," he said, tapping her forehead with a helpless smile.

Witnessing this, the crowd was petrified. At a time like this, they still had the mood to flirt.

Finally, an elder couldn't help himself. "Young man, you’d better take your wife and run. Don't show off your affection here!"

Both were momentarily stunned.

Xiao Yang clearly liked the remark; Zhou Yan blushed and lowered her head.

"No worries, old man. It’s nothing serious—I know what I'm doing," Xiao Yang replied.

The old man shook his head helplessly, saying no more and turning away.

He’d seen plenty of self-satisfied young people like this—those who never cry until they see their own coffin.

He knew well that speaking too much would only annoy them.

The crowd dispersed, though none went far. Everyone sensed more drama was yet to come.

As the crowd faded, Zhou Yan whispered, "Senior brother, maybe we should leave for now. The Zhao family has considerable influence in Northern Desert City—staying might bring trouble."

She knew a bit about the Zhao family.

Xiao Yang also realized that if things escalated, they'd be the ones to suffer.

He asked, "What’s the Zhao family's situation?"

"They have a Marquis overseeing them—considered a first-rate family," she replied.

Hearing this, Xiao Yang fell silent.

If it were just Great Martial Masters, he could find a way to deal with them; but a Marquis-level expert was beyond his means.

He immediately felt the urge to retreat.

As much as he liked wealth, life was the most important thing.

He had to ensure his own safety above all else.

"Right, I still have a gift package," he suddenly remembered.

He wanted to see what it contained.

With a thought, he opened his inventory.

There was a multicolored package.

Name: Million Currency Gift Package
Quality: Unique
Description: Upon opening, randomly receive an item.

Xiao Yang was slightly stunned.

Without hesitation, he opened it.

Instantly, a rainbow light flared—though only Xiao Yang could see it; outsiders saw nothing.

"Give me something powerful!" he prayed silently.

The rainbow light faded.

A notification sounded.

"Ding: You have received a rare item..."

Xiao Yang was overjoyed.

With this, he had nothing to fear from a Marquis!