13 Clan Ques (1/2)
There was an ancient saying in China: Picked up the sesame seeds, but overlooked the watermelons.
The message behind it was to not be obsessed with the trivial matters before one's eyes. Everyone needed to widen their horizons and observe the entire situation, or else, they would lose much more valuable things.
To Happy, the Refined Steel Sword and money on Li Shan were the sesame seeds, while Li Shan himself was the watermelon!
In his previous life, many new players learned of this strategy later on and killed the local rascals for their Refined Steel Swords, manuals, and hundreds of taels of silver crumbs once they tormented the local rascals until they had no more strength left. After their deaths, the players could pick up their rewards.
But later, when they found more local rascals, the rascals would start avoiding them, or they would refuse to show their dastardly nature even on pain of death. They would act just like any other normal NPC, giving the players no chance or reason to attack.
In his fight against Li Shan, Happy whittled down Li Shan's strength and stamina until the rascal was completely spent. If he then went over and delivered a fatal blow using his now ninth realm Shaolin's Long Fist, he could easily kill Li Shan and receive the hundreds of taels of silver crumbs and Refined Steel Sword from him.
But Happy did not do so.
He pretended that he was spent and rested on the spot for some time while gasping for breath. He then shot a glance at Li Shan, who had also recovered some strength and was now glaring at him fiercely, and turned tail. He quickly left Li Shan's sight and returned to the city.
As long as Li Shan did not die, all the local rascals in World of Martial Arts would not receive the news about Happy's strength, and they would not be afraid of him. Perhaps the next time they met, Li Shan would still say that he would cripple Happy and rush at him while flinging all caution to the wind.
This was what Happy wanted!
When he returned to the city, he checked his status.
Player: Happy.
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Shaolin's Long Fist placed an emphasis on strength, so his Arm Strength had increased by three points. Happy was not surprised by that. His Body Movement had increased a little as well, which was the result of his recent fight against the wild wolves, but it was only a minor upgrade.
The important part was that his Comprehension had increased!
His Shaolin's Long Fist had entered the ninth realm, and it could now produce a faint thunderous boom. This meant that the last couple days of hard work had not been a waste. He finally had a martial art that he could bring to the table.
Happy let out a relaxed breath and smiled a little.
If he put in the level of his Shaolin's Long Fist into the South China Martial Arts Ranking Board, he should be able to get into the top thirty or twenty, right?
But that was not important.
It would become increasingly difficult to increase his realm starting from the ninth realm. The process of leveling his martial art from Level 80 to Level 90, which was the tenth realm, was very difficult, and he would progress at a snail's pace. He would no longer be able to rely on small tricks to swiftly reach a breakthrough, and if he wanted to reach the eleventh realm and achieve completion by reaching Level 99.99 from Level 90, he would have to devote all his attention to investigate and repeatedly practice the art to reach Grandmaster Realm.
For the time being, he did not have a suitable sparring partner to do that…
Even if he did have one, since his qi was weak, he would have an incredibly high chance of dying if he engaged them. Hence, Happy decided to first set aside Shaolin's Long Fist and dig into another skill.
When he returned to Murong Mansion, he went to the front yard to look for the butler!
The young men and women he had seen multiple times over the past few days were still at their tasks at the front yard. They either cut wood, watered the plants, or practiced the simple qi cultivation techniques the butler had given to them. They did not interfere with each other.
When he noticed Happy coming over, the butler put on an amiable face and turned toward him.
”Ah, Happy, it's you. The lady has already told me about you. Since you are now Murong Clan's inner sect disciple, are you willing to contribute to the Murong Clan's quest to rule the land?” When he reached the later part of his speech, his expression turned stern.
The people who were working in the front yard had expressions that said they could not believe what they just heard.
They had been working for all that time, and they were just temporarily part of Murong Clan. They only did normal errands and had yet to pass Murong Clan's test to become a real disciple.