Chapter 1: The Yang Family's Trash

  Not long after Yang You and others left, Zhao Yuan also arrived.

  "Yang, I heard you're being hunted by assassins again. Are you alright? Why don't you come to my place and lay low for a while?" Zhao Yuan said as soon as he saw Yang Lei.

  Yang Lei shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Brother Zhao doesn't need to worry, just a minor injury, it's all right now."

  Yang Wei made it sound easy, but Zhao Yuan knew that it was probably not that simple. The previous encounter with the gold medal killer had already left him in awe, and this time it would likely be even more formidable.

  "Little brother, listen to big brother's advice. The Tianxing Building is not easy to deal with, and they usually use assassination tactics. The enemy is in the dark, while you are in the light, making it hard to defend yourself. It's safer for you to come with me." Zhao Yuan advised.

  "There's no need, even if the other side sends a martial saint-level expert, I'm not afraid, so thank you for your kindness, older brother." Yang Lei still shook his head. The Yang family themselves didn't want to go back, let alone the Changfeng Chamber of Commerce, which they were even more unwilling to visit. If Yang Wudi and the others found out, it might also lead to their dissatisfaction, after all, he was still a member of the Yang family.

  "Ah..." Zhao Yuan sighed, having already guessed that Yang Lei would respond in such a way. "Since you're not willing, I won't force it either. I hope this thing will be helpful to you."

  Zhao Yuan took out a box and handed it to Yang Lei, then opened it.

  Yang Lei was taken aback by what he saw inside.

  Inside was a black garment, but Yang Lei knew at a glance that this garment was extraordinary.

  Appraisal technique.

  Yang Lei was shocked by the result of the appraisal.

  "Hei Yao Xian Jia?"

  "Good eyes, little brother. This is indeed the Black Star Armor, but it's a fake one. The real Black Star Armor is much more powerful than this. According to legend, even a God-stage cultivator may not be able to break through its defense once worn." Zhao Yuan said.

  Yang Lei naturally knew that this was a counterfeit Black Star Armor, but this counterfeit Black Star Armor also surprised Yang Lei.

  Hei Yao Xian Jia, imitation product, ninth rank of the earth stage, has extremely strong defensive power. Below the Martial Emperor level, its defense is ignored, and above the Martial Emperor level, its defense increases with the improvement of its own cultivation.

  A counterfeit Black Dragon Armor already has such a terrifying defense power, so if it were the real Black Dragon Armor, it would truly be terrifying.

  "Hei Yao Xian Jia, brother, this is too precious, I can't accept it." Yang Lei shook his head and said that if he were to accept this armor, the favor owed would be too great.

  Zhao Yuan's eyes widened as he said, "What can't be accepted? It's just a set of armor, and it would be useless if I kept it here. Moreover, you're the one who needs this thing, and besides, you're the elder of my Changfeng Merchant House - don't you have the qualifications to obtain this armor? So, you must accept it. If you don't, then I, Zhao Yuan, will never come looking for you again, and we'll consider our friendship severed."

  All the words of severing ties with Zhao Yuan have been said, if you still make excuses, it's really not giving people face, and he can't get off the stage.

  "Brother, this is serious, I accept it, thank you brother."

  "That's right!" Zhao Yuan saw Yang Wei put away his armor, and excitedly patted Yang Wei on the shoulder. He then took out a jug of wine, "Come on, this time I specially found a good wine, let's have a drink together, brothers."

  "Alright." Yang Lei nodded and turned around to let Xia Zhu go get some small dishes.

  As soon as Zhao Yuan opened it, a strong aroma of wine overflowed, the spiritual energy was full and condensed without dispersing.

  It's obvious that it's a good wine. Although it can't compare to the Drunken Life and Dream Death Wine I had before, it must be one of the rare good wines in the Chongwu Continent.

  "Brother, this wine is probably not ordinary, right?"

  "This is the Millennium Ice Frost Wine, made from the finest ice frost fruit and then buried for a thousand years before being taken out. It's the best wine in my Dry Yuan country." Zhao Yuan explained.

  Ice Soul Fruit is a spiritual fruit that is extremely beneficial for cultivators and is very hard to come by.

  And this Ice Frost Wine has actually reached a thousand years of age, it can be seen how rare this wine is.

  "Good wine."

  Yang Lei took a sip, the wine entered his abdomen, and the spiritual energy spread out in all directions, instantly reaching his four limbs and hundred bones, as if he had drunk the nectar of the gods, making him feel like he was floating on air.

  "Good wine, this is specially brought by my daughter from my father's cellar." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

  Yang Lei was taken aback by his words.

  "Is this Uncle Zhao's treasure?"

  Zhao Yuan smiled and nodded, "Not bad, this is my father's treasured collection. I had a few cups last time and got hooked. If I go get it myself, he'll scold me to death. Letting my daughter go, he definitely won't blame her. Little brother, let me tell you, my daughter is as beautiful as a celestial being, with a gentle personality like water. She has an eleven-star water attribute root bone and is currently at the third stage of Wu Huang cultivation. Compared to your older brother, I'm much stronger."

  "Brother is really lucky." Yang Lei said with a smile.

  "But my daughter is too excellent, ordinary people can't appreciate her, I think only you, my younger brother, are worthy of her." Zhao Yuan continued.

  Yang Lei immediately understood that Zhao was here to propose a marriage between their children.

  Yang Lei couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh: "I'm telling you, big bro, I've never thought about these issues before, and even if I hadn't entered the Wu Shen, I still wouldn't have considered them."

  "Little brother, this is not right. Although you have good qualifications, it also takes time to cultivate into a martial god. And my daughter Zhao Bingxuan is also pursuing the peak of martial arts. If you two can be together, you can promote and help each other. Besides, I have a set of kung fu here that can help you two cultivate. As long as you become husband and wife, your cultivation will definitely progress by leaps and bounds." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

  "Older brother, is Zhao Bingxuan really your daughter?" Yang Wei heard this and was filled with skepticism, wondering if Zhao Bingxuan was truly his daughter. Who would introduce their own daughter like that?

  But thinking about it, I felt relieved. After all, if I could really refine the Jingxue Dan, and let his daughter marry me, it would be equivalent to tying myself to a boat.

  However, Yang Wei suspected that this was not Zhao Yuan's idea, and estimated that it was a plan thought up by Zhao Yu.

  "What's wrong, little brother? You're moved. In that case, let's not wait for a good day to happen, let's go take a look at my daughter today and see how she is doing. She's a disciple of the Mystic Ice Palace, you two can have a good chat then."

  "Older brother, you misunderstood me, that's not what I meant." Yang Lei shook his head: "What I wanted to say is, we're of the same generation, if I were to marry your daughter, wouldn't that be a mess with our generational relationships? That won't do. Also, I really don't have those thoughts right now, and I'm only 16 years old after all, older brother shouldn't waste his thoughts on this. Let's drink, we'll drink, and later I'll give you a surprise." Yang Lei helplessly raised his wine cup.

  "It would be a surprise if you agreed to this marriage, it's the biggest surprise of all." Zhao Yuan shook his head and said.

  Yang Lei stopped talking and drank by himself.

  Seeing Yang Lei not answering, Zhao Yuan was also helpless. If Yang Lei could really be his son-in-law, he would be willing a thousand times, ten thousand times. Such a person is hard to find, and Yang Lei's kind of person will surely soar to the sky. Now if we don't seize the opportunity, it will be even harder later on.

  At first, when his father brought up this idea, he had hesitated for a moment, after all, Zhao Bingxuan was his only daughter, but he had only hesitated for a moment, if she could marry Yang Lei, wouldn't that be a good ending too.

  However, seeing Yang Wei's attitude, Zhao Yuan also understood that it would be difficult to convince him, unless his own daughter personally took action. Of course, Zhao Yuan still had confidence in his own daughter.

  Half an hour later, a jar of ice-cold wine was drunk clean.

  Yang Lei had been disdainful of all other wines since he drank the Drunken Life and Death wine, but this Ice Soul wine was an exception. Although it couldn't compare to the miraculous effects of the Drunken Life and Death wine, it was still a very good wine.

  "Older brother, this wine is really good." Yang Wei praised.

  "If little brother agrees with me on that matter, then drinking every day is no problem." Zhao Yuan said with a pat on his chest.

  Yang Lei heard this and smiled bitterly: "Older brother, don't mention this matter again. Alright, I'll give you the thing first."

  "What is it? Have you refined the Jingxue Dan?" Zhao Yuan was shocked in his heart, as his father had already told him about this Jingxue Dan.

  Yang Lei nodded: "Not bad, this Jingxue Dan I have already refined, consumed a lot of mental and physical effort, failed several times, finally refined five Jingxue Dans."

  Yang Lei would not have completely handed over the matter, originally succeeded once said to be several times, and eight fine blood dan, said to have only five.

  "Really, little brother, you're not joking?" Zhao Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

  Yang Lei nodded: "Of course it's true, big brother, when have I ever joked with you?"

  Then he took out five porcelain bottles and placed them on the table.

  "This is the Essence Blood Pill, there's one pill in a porcelain bottle, and there are five pills in total. One pill can increase one's lifespan by twenty years."

  Zhaoyuan was overjoyed, picked up a porcelain bottle, opened it and took a sniff with his nose, and only after a long while did he say: "Indeed, it is the Essence Blood Pill. Younger brother, you are indeed formidable. For hundreds of years, no one has ever refined the Essence Blood Pill. I didn't expect that you would be able to refine it. With this Essence Blood Pill appearing, the entire continent will inevitably be stirred up."

  "This refined blood pill is not easy to refine." Yang Lei said, "Being able to refine this refined blood pill is just a stroke of luck, and the success rate is too low. After refining so many times, only five pills were refined, and wanting to refine more is simply impossible."

  "Little brother, you're being too modest. You can still refine it, but the success rate is just lower, that's all. Others simply can't succeed in refining it, so to be able to succeed is already a hope. Those old guys with limited lifespan won't give up on this opportunity, these materials aren't anything special to them." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, "So little brother, if you're willing, you can find powerful help anytime."

  Looking at the Essence Blood Dan in front of him, Zhao Yuan let out a sigh of relief. With these few Essence Blood Dans, his father's position as the head of the family was now set in stone.

  Yang Lei shook his head and said, "I hope you won't spread this matter out." Yang Lei was clear in his own mind that if this matter were to be made public, it would be uncertain whether it would be good or bad for him. This Jingxue Dan was coveted by everyone, especially those old undying ones, who would definitely go crazy for it. Even if the Jingxue Dan was not needed for the time being, who could know whether it would be used in the future?

  So this Jingxue Dan is not only coveted by those who are about to exhaust their lifespan, but also by others.

  As the alchemist who refined the Jingxue Dan, Yang Lei would certainly be in a precarious position, and some people might even resort to unscrupulous means. Yang Lei himself knew that his cultivation was too weak, and if he were to face the Martial Saint, he might have had a chance to escape, but facing the Martial God, even with an invisibility talisman, it would be difficult to get away, because the talisman could only hide him for half an hour. Half an hour of hiding time was still not enough for the Martial God, it was too short.

  "Don't worry, I understand the importance of this matter and won't let it out." Zhao Yuan patted his chest to guarantee that if this secret were to be leaked, his relationship with Yang Lei would likely come to an end. As a businessman, Zhao Yuan wouldn't sacrifice long-term plans for short-term gains.