Chapter Seventy: The Lonely Bachelor and Maiden

  Apart from the first time he felt the existence of his heterochromatic eyes, Wang Ke's eyes suddenly felt a stinging pain like being pricked by needles. Afterwards, every time he used his heterochromatic eyes, he controlled the flow of true energy slowly into his eyes.

  At this moment, he didn't control the flow of true energy into his eyes at all, and the surging true energy flowed towards his eyes on its own.

  As if the fierce fire was burning his eyes again, Wang Ke's brain suddenly went black with pain, and he almost fainted. His entire body's blood vessels were bulging, his veins were bursting out, and his whole body was convulsing violently.

  In the space of the size of a fingernail at the eyebrow, a milky white gas turned into two strands of white smoke and quickly flowed into Wang Ke's eyes.

  A cool and refreshing feeling, in an instant, drove away the piercing pain, the colorful world did not appear, after his vision cleared up, he suddenly felt that this world was so clear, just like a nearsighted person wearing nearsighted glasses, the furniture in the room, a small screw on it, he saw clearly, even the texture on the tea table was seen by him.

  "It's too amazing, I feel like my eyes have been washed with clear water, and my vision has improved by at least twice! What is my current vision? 2.0? No, my original vision was already 2.0... this vision is stronger than before..."

  Wang Ke got out of bed and looked at the scene outside the window. Even in the dark night, he could see clearly what was happening outside.

  A strange and wonderful flavor, sprouting in his heart, made him feel that his heterochromatic eyes had evolved, but to what extent he did not know, because he had not tried using them yet.

  He absorbed the spiritual energy from the artifact, and his cultivation finally broke through to the high-level realm of the third layer of "Dragon Elephant". With the enhancement of his spiritual power at his brow, as well as his body being tempered once more, he was even stronger than before. This filled him with joy. However, what made him happiest was the evolution of his heterochromatic eyes. He didn't know to what extent his heterochromatic eyes had evolved, but in his heart, he knew that this was absolutely a great thing, and he couldn't wait to go to the antique market to search for another artifact.

  "I don't know, relying on the evolved heterochromatic eyes, whether I can identify mid-tier magical artifacts."

  Wang Ke stood by the window, with a gleam of joy in his eyes, lost in thought.

  Li Ruoxi in the next room slowly opened her eyes less than half a minute after Wang Qi stood up, and her bright gem-like eyes sparkled with a fond color, because she clearly felt the changes in her body.

  Originally, there was only a faint wisp of true energy in motion, but after this half-night's cultivation, the amount of true energy in her body's meridians had increased by at least double, doubled! What a terrifying quantity!

  She had been practicing her family's martial arts since she was a child, but it wasn't until three years ago that she managed to cultivate her true energy. Over the past three years, although she had been busy with school and work, she hadn't neglected her cultivation of true energy, and would diligently practice every few days.

  The amount of true energy she had cultivated for three years, was actually doubled in a short period of time due to the unusual heavenly and earthly spiritual energy, how could this not make her extremely delighted?

  She immediately retracted the joyful color in her eyes, and a thoughtful light flashed: Was it really because of Wang Ke? If not him, why would there be an abnormal air condition?

  After a moment's thought, she decided to go find Wang Ke.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  Wang Ke stood by the window, his eyebrows suddenly raised. It was already two or three o'clock in the middle of the night. Who would be knocking on their own room door at this hour? Could it be Li Ruoxi?

  But at this late hour, why isn't she asleep? Instead, she comes over and knocks on her own door?

  He walked quickly to the door, opened it and saw Li Ruoxi standing there with her eyes wide open staring at him. Wang Ke couldn't help but ask: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

  Li Ruoxi saw through the gap between Wang Ke's door that the quilt on his bed was still neatly stacked, without any signs of sleep. Only then did she ask: "You haven't slept yet? Just practicing?"

  Wang Ke smiled and said: "Yes! I felt like I was going to break through yesterday, so I've been cultivating until now. Just as you knocked on the door, my cultivation had just finished for less than two minutes."

  Li Ruoxi's eyes gleamed with an even more intense light, and she secretly exclaimed in her heart: It was indeed him. He said that he had just finished his cultivation for less than two minutes, and she also felt it at that time, unable to sense the thick heavenly energy around her. It seemed that the reason why such a dense heavenly energy appeared was entirely because of Wang Ke.

  "May I come in and sit down?" Li Ruoxi suddenly asked.

  Wang Ke was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and shrugged his shoulders, saying: "If you're not afraid of being alone with a bachelor, and don't mind the mess, then come on in! The house is a bit messy, don't mind it."

  A bachelor and a spinster?

  Dry firewood burns fiercely?

  Li Ruoxi glared at Wang Ke with a fierce expression, thinking to herself: "Is this guy dreaming?"

  Following Wang Ke into his room, Li Ruoxi's expression suddenly froze, and the humble words Wang Ke had just spoken made her feel a deep sense of inferiority.

  Everything is neatly arranged, the floor and table are almost spotless, how can this be called messy? Then one's own room is really a pigsty.

  "What a man! Which man's room is so clean and tidy?" Li Ruoxi thought angrily to herself.

  The next day, Wang Ke finished his studies at Zhao Men Feng's place in the afternoon and returned to his residence for lunch. He then spent the entire afternoon strolling through the antique market, as he wanted to find a treasure to test his evolved heterochromatic eyes.

  Unfortunately, after an entire afternoon of browsing through dozens of stalls at the antique market, he still couldn't find any trace of the artifact using his divination skills.

  In dismay, Wang Ke could only reluctantly return home, and at this time, it was less than half an hour before the dinner appointment with Li Ruoxi.

  The antique market is booming with many merchants doing brisk business, so the antique market has recently expanded two more streets to the southwest. The buildings on those two streets are a bit different from those in the antique market.

  In the antique trading market, the tallest building is only three stories high. Half of the ordinary storefronts and half are pavilion-style shops with an ancient architectural atmosphere.

  Wang Ke was ready to return to his residence, but since it was too close to mealtime, he didn't go directly to the east gate. Instead, he quickly headed towards the construction site in the south. As long as he climbed over the high wall at the southernmost part of the construction site, he would be in the park where Tiezi had practiced yesterday. The eastern side of the park was only separated from his residential area by a single wall.

  If you go back from the east gate, it will take about 10-20 minutes. If you take a shortcut, it will only take 7 or 8 minutes to get back home.

  Living at the bottom of society, relying on hard labor to make a living, construction workers are the most pitiful group and also the most respectable group. They use their own diligent sweat to build high-rise buildings, but in the end, they cannot live in these high-rise buildings themselves. What they get is only that small amount of meager wages.

  Gao Xinmin was a construction worker who, after an accident, ran to the Zhao family's residence with his fellow workers to seek help from Old Man Zhao. The treatment talisman used by Old Man Zhao healed some of his fellow workers, but Gao's injuries did not respond to the treatment.

  He was very fortunate, because in the dormitory there was a young man named Wang Ke who used special means to cure his injuries and after resting for only four or five days he recovered as before and returned to work on the construction site. As a result, many of the medical expenses that the contractor had reimbursed were left over to supplement household expenses.

  During this time, he thought about finding an opportunity to go to Zixingju to thank Zhao Menfeng and that young benefactor named Wang Ke.

  Standing on the scaffolding over 20 meters high, Gao Xinmin carefully took over the bricks handed by his fellow workers and slowly placed all the bricks under his feet, preparing to continue working after a while.

  He didn't notice that one of the ropes on the scaffolding he was standing on had signs of breaking.

  "Come on, Old Gao, hurry up a bit. Once we finish laying these bricks, we can knock off work." A man in his thirties, covered in dirt and grime, wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly.

  Gao Xinmin laughed loudly: "Alright, you hurry up on your side too. Here, I can finish laying all the bricks within half an hour at most. By the way, let's get together tonight and have a good drink, and discuss how to thank our benefactor at Zixingju another day!"

  "No problem. I happen to have two bottles of good wine under my bed, and later we can call Lao Sun and the others... Ah! Old Gao, be careful." The man in his thirties suddenly turned pale and shouted loudly.

  Gao Xinmin, standing on the scaffolding, suddenly felt a void beneath his feet, and in an instant, the center of his entire body tilted to one side. After a cry of alarm, his body fell downwards towards the outside.

  His heart thudded violently, and Gao Xinmin's face turned a deathly pale. He knew he was done for. The place where he stood now was over 20 meters high, and even if he didn't splatter into a pulp when he fell, he would probably shatter into pieces.

  In an instant, it was as if tens of millions of needles had pierced his heart again, his nose turned sour, and a thread of tears actually overflowed from the corners of his eyes in an extremely short period of time.

  He knew he was going to die because no one had ever survived a fall from such a great height.

  He was unwilling, his heart filled with fear.

  But this fear was not because he was afraid of death, but because he did not dare to imagine what kind of blow his family would suffer if he died.

  The wind whizzed past his ears, and he felt his body crash into the lower bamboo poles, causing physical harm.

  His heart was sobbing, and the scenes in his mind were flashing by like a movie.

  "Son, Dad is going to die. What will you do in the future? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I wasn't careful enough. Good son, you're only eight years old, take good care of yourself and your mom. This life, Dad owes you, if there's a next life, I'll make it up to you."

  "Dad and mom, you're old now, don't go out to work for others anymore. Your son doesn't earn much money, but it's enough to let you two elders live a good life. At most, I'll just work extra shifts, no matter how hard or tired I am, I'm not afraid. Dad and mom, sorry, your son is unfilial, I didn't get to see you off in time... don't be sad..."

  "Wife, your body is not well, but you must take good care of yourself and live on! I'm sorry to you, husband, I won't be able to earn money for you to buy medicine anymore. The silver jewelry I promised to buy for you a few years ago, I'm afraid it's also impossible now. Sorry, wife, your husband is useless, making you suffer with me, taking care of our parents and son..."

  "I hope the contractor can give us more compensation, so that my family will suffer less..."

  Two lines of tears rolled down his dirty face, the fear and unwillingness made him feel suffocated.