Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 69 Upstream

"arrive!"

  Cheng Ping lightly rolled up his long clothes, stepped out of the carriage slowly, and gestured towards Zhou Jia and Cheng Shaowen who followed behind him expressionlessly:

   "You go shopping casually, I'll meet a few friends first."

   "Brother, do as you please." Cheng Shaowen nodded hastily:

   "Just take him to familiarize himself with the environment."

   "That's good." Cheng Ping squeezed out a smile:

   "This place is no better than the Outer City, and it's not a place where our fish and dragons meet. All the guests come and go, so don't bump into people."

   "Otherwise, even I can't protect you."

   As he spoke, he glanced at the armor around his eyes.

   "Yes, yes." Cheng Shaowen should be:

"I see."

  Zhou Jia didn't say anything, but was a little curious about the relationship between the two.

  The head of the punishment hall, Cheng Tao, loves foster sons the most, and Cheng Shaowen is one of them. It is said that the master Cheng treats his adopted son as if he was his own.

  But now it seems that the identity of the son is obviously higher.

  Cheng Shaowen was submissive in front of Cheng Ping, and carefully waited on him along the way, saying that he was a respectful brother, rather than a raised domestic slave.

   After Cheng Ping left, he straightened his back.

   "Director Zhou."

  Turning around, Cheng Shaowen smiled and said:

   "I still remember when we first met, you were the guard of the mine, and now you are Deacon Wei's right-hand man."

   "It's amazing!"

   "I'm just lucky." Zhou Jia waved his hand.

   "Luck is also a skill." Cheng Shaowen said with emotion:

   "In this world, even a super strong person cannot guarantee that he will not encounter misfortune. Luck is sometimes more useful than strength."

   "I've heard the name of Director Zhou's lucky star for a long time."

   "I was joking, I was joking." While speaking, the two had entered a spacious courtyard. Zhou Jia glanced around and changed the subject:

   "I heard that today is the banquet hosted by Mr. Huo?"

  In the courtyard, there are rockery, flowing water, flower bushes, and stone paths. Young people in gorgeous clothes play in groups or pairs.

   There is no nervousness of the residents of the outer city, and some are just cozy and leisurely.

   Walking in the meantime, the mood will naturally relax.

   "Yes." Cheng Shaowen nodded:

   "Mr. Huo liked to hold this kind of party in his early years, and then he went out for several years until he came back last year. Speaking of which, this is the first time he has held a party since he came back."

"It is said that…"

   "It's because Ms. Qian is pregnant and happy."

   "Really." Zhou Jia understood:

   "The people who came today seem to be all young people?"

   "Of course." Cheng Shaowen chuckled:

   "This gathering is not just for getting to know people, but also for the convenience of men and women getting along."

   "There is a flower pavilion over there, and there are women from wealthy families in the city inside. If someone is fancy by them, they will invite them over."

   As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the courtyard.

  Zhou Jia looked over subconsciously, then shook his head slightly.

  His family knows his own affairs, a small fifth-rank, fish and dragons can manage things, and his appearance is not outstanding, so there is a high probability that he will not be liked by others.

  In his capacity, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the bottom of the list today.

  If it weren't for Cheng Ping's face, he might not even be able to get in.

   Turning around, other people's conversations came to my ears, and Zhou Jia's brows were also frowned by the discussion, and the soundtrack was surprised:

   "Are they all sixth-grade masters?"

  There are also five ranks in the field, but there are very few.

   There are fewer seventh grades, but they are not as few as imagined.

  The people who came here today are all young people. At such an age and such a cultivation level, the confidence that has just emerged in his heart has dropped a lot.

   "That's right." Cheng Shaowen nodded, and suddenly said:

   "Do you know why the Criminal Hall often offends people and is still the most popular in the meeting?"

Um?

   Zhou Jia was taken aback.

  Is there any relationship between the two?

  But he still asked along the lines of the conversation:

"why?"

   "Because people in the punishment hall can kill people, and they don't have to take responsibility for it." Cheng Shaowen's face turned cold, and his voice slowed down:

   "You have to know that killing people can also improve their cultivation."

   Zhou Jia was shocked.

  Of course he knows that, but…

   "Of course." Cheng Shaowen continued:

   "The source power provided by humans is usually not as good as that of monsters. Compared with monsters, they are larger and have sufficient source power. Therefore, in the inner city and major forces, some people specialize in the business of capturing and killing monsters."

   "It is said that there is a beast cave in the Huo Mansion, in which there are all kinds of captured monsters. After being maimed, they will be slaughtered and practiced by the children of the Huo Mansion."

   "..."

   Zhou Jia opened his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

  You can accuse them of cheating, but their cultivation is the real deal.

   It's no wonder that these people are able to achieve the sixth or even seventh rank at a young age, while the major forces firmly occupy the upper echelons of Huojiabao.

  Ordinary people have problems eating and drinking, and cultivation is extremely difficult.

   Few people can achieve anything.

  How to compare with them?

   "Don't be so discouraged." Seeing Zhou Jia's complexion changed, Cheng Shaowen smiled again:

   "The cultivation base obtained in this way is after all a coincidence, the foundation is unstable, the real strength may not be very strong, and the sixth rank can be achieved quickly, and the seventh rank is not so easy."

   "As for the seventh grade and above..."

   "Even if you are in the Huo Mansion, you are still a master!"

   "I have a question." Zhou Jia thought for a while and asked:

   "If a person who is not at the top level kills a super-level monster by chance, is it possible to become a seventh-level or eighth-level master in a short time?"

   "Impossible!" Cheng Shaowen shook his head:

   "Let's not talk about how difficult it is to kill super-grade monsters. Ordinary people can't kill them at all. Even if they can be killed, he will only become a fifth-grade monster at most."

   "You know, the physical body also has limits."

   "If you want to quickly reach the eighth grade, you need three or four super-grade ones."

   Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

  Three or four super products, the Huo family will probably have a headache when they encounter it, and the whole Huo family castle will also be in chaos.

   Zhou Jia didn't think so.

  Although it is slow, as long as it can be done quickly, someone will definitely do it, but it needs the assistance of someone strong enough.

  ...

  Passing through the arch and entering the inner courtyard, there was a sudden silence in my ears.

   "Brother Cheng!"

  On the attic, several figures waved towards Cheng Ping:

   "This way."

  The attic is hidden behind the dense forest leaves. It is extremely difficult for the outside world to see the movement inside, but a few people can look at everyone in the front yard here.

   And only those who can come here are the core of the party. Although there are many people in the front yard, they are all foils, and some are not even as good as foils.

   "Brother Cheng brought a newcomer?"

  Mr. Chen of Heilian held a folding fan and tapped his palm lightly:

   "What is the origin?"

   "It's just a lucky mine manager." Cheng Ping said calmly:

   "For the sake of the third elder, bring him here to see the world. If possible, I will receive it from my subordinates, and usually arrange to do some chores."

   "Also." Arthur of the Kane family said:

   "Some time ago, because of the barony, several people under my command were in trouble. It's time to find some people to fill in."

   "Otherwise, it would be troublesome if no one runs errands."

  In their view, being able to be regarded by them is a blessing for outsiders. In fact, for many people, being able to attach to them is also a dream.

   "Speaking of which, what's going on with the barony?" A woman frowned and asked:

   "If they don't leave, there will be trouble sooner or later. When will this kind of day end?"

  As soon as these words fell, everyone in the field fell into silence.

   "It should be fine." Until one person spoke, breaking the calm:

   "The Huojiabao is so big that it can't support so many people. When the cold moon comes, they will have to go, even if they don't."

   "Let's not talk about this frustrating thing."

  He looked at Cheng Ping and said with a smile:

   "Brother Cheng, can you get some more beauties over recently? The cultivation level you sent last time is too low, and you will die after a few touches. You haven't had enough fun yet."

   "Carrie, take it easy." Cheng Ping frowned:

   "Women from the third grade in the guild hall are counted by the third elder. If one dies, one will lose one. Don't play too much, otherwise I can't explain it."

  These few of his friends are all seventh-rank masters. Their fleshly bodies are comparable to fine steel, but they weigh hundreds of catties if they don't seem strong. How can ordinary women bear it?

   In addition, a few people played very well, using whips and candles in various ways, not to mention the third rank, even women of the fifth and sixth ranks may not be able to bear it.

  So every time someone is sent over, they become corpses in a few days.

   "Hey!" Mr. Chen waved his hand:

   "It's not that you don't give money. Besides, that's what your Ichthyosaurs do. Speaking of which, although the man just now doesn't look very good, he has a good figure. Sister Wu is not tempted?"

  A tall, boldly dressed woman in the arena licked the corners of her mouth, her eyes glowed and she looked at Cheng Ping:

   "I don't know Brother Cheng, are you reluctant?"

   "Don't." Cheng Ping waved his hand with a casual expression:

   "He is doing things for the third elder now, don't cause trouble, and we will talk about it later when we have a chance."

   "Three elders..."

  The name seemed to be a great deterrent to several people, and their expressions couldn't help but retract, only Sister Wu curled her lips.

   "Master Huo is here!"

  The voice came, and everyone got up one after another.

  Cheng Ping glanced back, but saw a woman in the front yard walking towards Zhou Jia, handing over an invitation card.

This guy…

   Is it possible that there is still luck?

  (end of this chapter)