Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique

Chapter 16

nChapter 16

nHan Zhao walked into the martial arts school and saw a few middle-aged men bowing and scraping around Zhao Yuantu, insisting on inviting him for morning tea.

nZhao Yuantu looked like he was in a difficult position, but after Lu Yi spoke, he followed.

nWhen he passed by Han Zhao, he smiled bitterly. Clearly, he was not used to this.

n“This is what it means to never underestimate anyone’s potential.” Han Zhao thought to himself.

nAn inch of time is worth an inch of gold. An inch of gold can buy an inch of time.

nHan Zhao ignored the notification.

nHowever, he sighed in his heart. The Bone Tempering Realm and the Blood Tempering Realm were indeed worlds apart. One was in the middle, while the other was close to the top.

nAfter Han Zhao bowed to Lu Yi, he walked into the courtyard. When he reached the middle aisle, he noticed Li Fei’s figure in the corner of the courtyard outside.

nThe other party was bare-chested, revealing his strong muscles. He kept hitting the heated sand in the iron pot with his fists.

n“Good morning, Senior Brother Li!”

nHan Zhao was stunned for a moment before reacting and greeting Li Fei.

nClearly, Li Fei had already given up on cultivating the Mountain Splitting Saber Technique and chose to cultivate the Mountain Shaking Fist. It seemed that Zhao Yuantu’s breakthrough had stimulated him.

nHe was almost 25 years old. The Mountain Shaking Fist and the Mountain Splitting Saber Technique were compatible martial arts, but the former was much easier. He still had a chance of breaking through to the Blood Tempering Realm if he switched to cultivation.

nAfter all, his aptitude was not bad to begin with, and he came from a large family in the city. His overall conditions were much better than Zhao Yuantu’s.

nLi Fei raised his arm and wiped the sweat off his face. He smiled at Han Zhao. “Morning, Junior Brother Han.”

nWith that, he calmed down and continued practicing.

nHan Zhao entered the courtyard. Xu Ling, Su Yun, and Zhang Tianwen were all inside.

nWhen Zhang Tianwen saw Han Zhao walk in, he revealed a rare smile and stepped forward. “Junior Brother Han, from today onwards, you will spar with me.”

nHearing the gloating tone in his voice, Han Zhao was displeased.

nPreviously, when he was cultivating, Xu Ling and Li Fei were both willing to take the initiative to spar with him. Su Yun would also occasionally look for him. Only Zhang Tianwen always looked arrogant. Unless Lu Yi requested it, he would treat Han Zhao as if he did not exist.

nNow that he suddenly came over, there was probably something going on.

n“Then I’ll have to trouble Senior Brother Zhang.” Han Zhao cupped his hands at Zhang Tianwen.

n“No problem, no problem.” Zhang Tianwen pulled Han Zhao to the side. “Junior Brother Han, I heard that you earn one tael of silver a month in the Xu family’s rice store?”

n“Yes, Senior Sister Xu is generous.” Han Zhao nodded, already guessing what he was going to say.

nZhang Tianwen stretched out four fingers and waved them in front of Han Zhao. “I’ll give you four taels of silver every month. How about coming under my Zhang family?”

n“I’m just a mere Skin Tempering martial artist. I can’t feel at ease taking this money. I appreciate Senior Brother Zhang’s kindness.” Han Zhao rejected tactfully. Zhang Tianwen wanted him to sign a contract with the Zhang family directly. This was not the same as registering his name. He could only sign a contract with one family. It was equivalent to selling himself.

n“Don’t worry, I won’t give you such good conditions for nothing. As long as you can help me persuade Eldest Senior Brother to come to my Zhang family, I promise that if anything dangerous happens in the future, I won’t let you help.”

nZhang Tianwen waved his hand. He thought that Han Zhao wanted benefits and was afraid of death, so he made a verbal promise.

nIn any case, if Han Zhao was lucky in the future, he should be able to break through to the Bone Tempering Realm. Four taels of silver a month was barely considered not a loss.

nEven capitalists aren’t so black-hearted. There’s no need to consider anything below ten taels. If it exceeds that, you can consider it.

n“I think the Xu family’s rice store is very good and free. As for which family Eldest Senior Brother will choose in the end, it’s not something I can control. Senior Brother Zhang, you should tell Eldest Senior Brother about this yourself.” Han Zhao rejected again.

nWith that, he cupped his hands at Zhang Tianwen and went to practice with Xu Ling.

nWhen Zhang Tianwen saw Han Zhao rejecting him one after another, his expression became a little unnatural. He wanted to flare up, but he held it in.

nThis guy was just a follower of Eldest Senior Brother!

nCould it be that he wanted to get four taels of silver a month just by putting up a name?

nHe didn’t know how to appreciate favors!

n“Junior Brother Han…” Xu Ling’s pink lips parted slightly as she watched Han Zhao walk over. She wanted to say something but hesitated.

nShe was a little touched and thought that she had not misjudged him.

nAfter all, Zhang Tianwen’s conditions were very generous. Once Han Zhao agreed, it was very likely to affect Eldest Senior Brother’s decision.

nMoreover, the Zhang family was a large family in the inner city. Although they did not have a Force Tempering Martial Master, they had five quasi-Martial Masters in the Blood Tempering Realm guarding them. They were much stronger than the Xu family.

nEven if Zhang Tianwen was not a direct descendant, the Zhang family was definitely willing to have another Blood Tempering expert. The price they could offer was definitely higher than hers.

n“Senior Sister Xu, I’ll spar with you in the future. Please guide me.” Han Zhao stood in front of Xu Ling.

n“Yes!” Xu Ling nodded heavily.

nWhen Su Yun saw this, she also looked up to Han Zhao.

nHe was quite principled and unyielding.

nHowever, after embarrassing Zhang Tianwen, his future would probably not be easy.

nThe Zhang family was slightly stronger than her Su family.

n…

n“Time to cook! Time to cook!”

nAt lunchtime, Han Zhao ran to the kitchen with light steps.

nAlthough it was not appropriate to say this, Zhao Yuantu was not around at noon today, so he could eat more.

n“It’s time to cook!” Han Zhao pushed open the kitchen door.

nLu Yi held the roasted chicken leg. When he saw Han Zhao’s “lively” side, he stopped chewing.