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nChapter 47: Chapter 47 Everything is As Expected

nTranslator: 549690339

n“Miss, you’ve come early.”

nZhou Heng flipped over to the rooftop and was slightly taken aback by the young girl’s attire.

nToday, Pei Luoling was still dressed as a boy, in a snow-white brocade robe with a white jade belt tied around her waist.

nThe folding fan in her hand was intact, it seems she had bought a new one.

nHowever, she did not stick on a mustache over her lips, which fully revealed her delicate features. She still looked somewhat young and tender, seeming to be only around fifteen or sixteen years old.

n“I’ve been constantly thinking about the continuation of the story,” Pei Luoling said, her smile blooming like flowers. As she spoke, she took a large food box from nearby and opened it, saying, “A story needs to be accompanied by good food, and I have brought everything.”

nThe food box had several layers, which she took out one by one.

nBeef slices, mutton slices, fish fillets, large shrimp, green vegetables, tofu, lotus root slices, and a whole series of food items were taken out by her.

nAt the bottom layer of the food box was a copper pot.

nAround it were various dipping sauces:

nSesame paste, sesame oil, minced garlic, fermented bean curd, coriander, chive blossoms, chopped green onions, salt, vinegar, soy sauce, sugar, and the like were all available.

nAfter taking out all these things, her bright eyes looked at Zhou Heng and said, “Brother Zhou, you have water here, right? We’ll need some water for the gu dong soup.”

nZhou Heng was a bit stunned looking at all these dishes, dipping sauces, and utensils.

nThis… isn’t this just hotpot?!

n“Yes, there’s water, of course!” Zhou Heng replied, also somewhat excited, as he flipped over to fetch water.

nHaving crossed over two and a half years ago, he had almost forgotten the taste of hotpot, which he missed dearly.

nIn life, only hotpot and money should never be let down.

nUnfortunately, this seemed not to be a Sichuan-style beef tallow hotpot, but more like a clear broth Old Beijing copper pot mutton hotpot.

nAlthough both were Zhou Heng’s favorites, after not having eaten it for so long, he still craved for some strong and stimulating flavors.

nThe water was quickly fetched.

nPoured into the copper pot, Pei Luoling threw in a couple of scallions and a few slices of ginger, added a pinch of salt, and the soup base was ready.

nThen, she pulled out a fist-sized bead from who knows where, wiped it gently, and threw it under the copper pot. The surface of the bead quickly emitted red light, and released heat, resembling hot coals, heating the copper pot.

nGu dong gu dong.

nThe clear broth in the copper pot quickly boiled, and beef slices, mutton slices, lotus root slices and so on were continuously added to the pot.

nSwished around and fished out.

nRolled in a mix of sesame paste, chive blossoms, fermented bean curd, vinegar, and other sauces, it was truly a mouth-watering delight once tasted.

nWhat is this called?

nThis is called happiness!!

nEating hotpot and telling stories.

nThis made Zhou Heng inadvertently recall the days back in school, when he would eat meat, drink with roommates and boast together.

nEarth ah…

nPei Luoling was immersed in the story Zhou Heng was telling, but her chopsticks never stopped, continuously bringing all sorts of food to her little mouth.

nHer fair little face was smeared with some sesame paste, but she hadn’t noticed, still engrossed in the story.

nGradually, the food began to run low, and the water in the copper pot was also nearly dried out.

nLooking at the sky, Zhou Heng smiled and said, “It’s about time, the story for today will also come to a close, Miss. If you want to hear more, you can always come back another day.”

n“Ah, is it over so soon?” Pei Luoling stuck out her tongue to lick the sauce on her lips, clearly still wanting more, but she didn’t push Zhou Heng further and nodded, “Mhmm, I’ll come back tomorrow.”

nAs she said this, she took out three hundred-tael silver notes and handed them to Zhou Heng, saying, “This is the money for tomorrow’s story.”

n“Thankyou,” Zhou Heng said with a smile as he accepted them.

nHe wasn’t a fussy person; since Pei Luoling was generous, he naturally had no reason to refuse.

n“See you tomorrow.”

nPei Luoling said goodbye with a light smile and left.

nAfter Pei Luoling had left, Zhou Heng took thirty taels of gold from the house.

nThis was exchanged at the money exchange with the 300 silver notes he had from before.

nIt was to be used as material for practicing Palm Thunder.

nAlthough his Yang Energy had been sealed, and it was highly unlikely that any more ghosts would be attracted, no one could guarantee that ghosts wouldn’t appear here by accident for various reasons.

nHaving Taoist Formulas at hand was always better than being at a loss when dealing with ghosts.

nBoom!

nBoom Boom!!

nUnder the night sky, the golden thunder was incessant.

nEven though Zhou Heng had specifically chosen a secluded place in the suburbs to practice, the successive sounds of thunder still woke many people from their sleep, causing them to curse the damn heavens a few times.

nAfter practicing more than ten times, Zhou Heng also realized that he could not continue in this way for short periods, as it would easily raise suspicions and lead to an investigation.

nTherefore, for the remaining practices, he planned to spread them out over a few days, practicing every couple of days.

nBy doing so, the situation would probably be better.

nIt wouldn’t draw too much attention.

nAfter returning home, Zhou Heng continued with the plans he had before Pei Luoling had arrived.

nBathing and burning incense.

nHoping that this time, he would have a “lucky hand.”

n“Fortune Bag Copper: Contains all things under heaven, nothing is lacking. Upon opening, one can obtain unexpected rewards.”

n“Open!”

n“Congratulations! Your luck is off the charts, you’ve obtained the Martial Arts ‘Six Routines Plum Blossom Hand’ Seventh Rank!”

nWhat!?

nSix Routines Plum Blossom Hand!

nSeventh Rank Martial Arts!?

nZhou Heng thought he had heard wrong.

nAfter confirming several times, he was sure that he had indeed drawn a Seventh Rank Martial Arts technique.

nHe drew a Seventh Rank Martial Arts technique from a Copper Fortune Bag!

nAnd it was an extremely powerful Seventh Rank Martial Arts technique at that.

nAccording to the information known by Zhou Heng:

nThe Six Routines Plum Blossom Hand, also known as the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, is the essence of the carefree factions.

nThree routines palm technique, three routines capturing technique, including six routines of martial arts.

nTheoretically, any move or martial arts technique in the world could be incorporated into the Six Routines Plum Blossom Hand.

nOf course, in this world where the Martial Path could lead to gods and immortals, the Six Routines Plum Blossom Hand definitely couldn’t achieve that effect, but there was no doubt that it was an extremely powerful Martial Arts for the Lower Third Rank stage.

nIt also avoided the situation where he would lose more than half of his combat power if he lost his weapon.

n“When I had not yet reached Entry Rank, I could pull an Eighth Rank Martial Arts technique with a Copper Fortune Bag. Now that I am Ninth Grade, it seems normal to pull a Seventh Rank technique?”

nZhou Heng pondered thoughtfully, murmuring, “It seems that the rank of the items that can be drawn from the Fortune Bag is indeed related to my Cultivation Realm. In that case, should I keep those two Silver Luck Bags for now?”

nAfter careful consideration, Zhou Heng decided not to open the two Silver Luck Bags just yet.

nHe would wait until his Cultivation progressed further to open them, thus confirming his previous speculation.

nOf course, he felt it was very likely he wouldn’t be able to resist opening them in two days.

nQuite honestly.

nThis was an old problem he had while playing card-drawing mobile games on Earth.

nThe next day.

nIn the Deliberation Hall of the Tongchang Martial Arts School.

nTian Chong sat across from Huang Jingfu, sipped the tea lightly, and smiled, “The tea here at the head instructor’s place gets better and better. Kong Chengshun is arriving tomorrow, has the head instructor thought of a strategy?”

n“Please rest assured, President Tian,” Huang Jingfu smiled confidently, “By that time, Zhou Heng will have no chance to use a sword, and everything will develop within my expectations.”

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