Chapter 35: The Eye-Gouging Incident
Wang Ke had countless surprises in his life, but the surprise in his heart at this moment was beyond comparison. The overwhelming joy, like a tsunami, surged and churned, stirring up the hot blood throughout his body.
The true energy is released, representing a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation. If one's previous cultivation realm was only considered to be at the level of not entering the flow, then the current cultivation realm can barely be considered as stepping into the third-rate realm.
No matter which level of attainment, being able to enter a flow state is a great joy!
His eyes gleaming with intense colors, Wang Ke's body floated up from the bed, got dressed and came to the window. His eyes were filled with a strong urge to try, he slowly controlled his true energy, letting it flow through his arms and into his palms.
The itchy and numb sensation in his ten fingers, once again made him feel that swelling feeling. His line of sight was fixed on the tips of his ten fingers, which were slowly becoming thicker than before, and some had turned a purplish red. He knew this situation clearly, it should be that the amount of true energy was too massive, rushing into the tips of his ten fingers all at once, causing blood and energy to become congested. This situation was different from slowly infusing true energy into the muscles, which was nourishment for the muscles. This, however, was about rapidly passing through the muscles and bursting out.
A killing without bloodshed.
Moreover, there are those powerful cultivators who not only can release their true energy externally but also achieve the ability to strike a cow behind a mountain, remotely controlling objects as if possessing some kind of magical power.
"Explode!"
A low growl escaped from Wang Ke's mouth.
In an instant, ten weak true energies drilled out of his fingertips and quickly struck forward. Wang Ke could sense the length of the true energy's external release, one foot long, a full one-foot distance, before quickly dissipating.
"Haha, as expected, I can finally release my true energy externally. However, the distance of the external release is too short, and it can only be shot out from the fingertips. If my true energy becomes even more profound in the future, not only will I be able to shoot out true energy from all ten fingers, but also from every part of my body. This can be used to attack enemies and also utilize true energy to cover my entire body surface, serving as a defensive function. Even if I reach the third peak realm, I'll be able to achieve those high-level techniques, such as shooting a cow over a mountain or controlling objects at a distance."
Standing by the window with joy in her heart, Wang Ke's face was as radiant as a hundred blooming flowers.
It was as if a mischievous child had gotten his desired toy, Wang Ke's joyful and careless use of true energy for external release, at the beginning, the true energy would still make his fingertips feel numb and unbearable, and his fingertips wouldn't turn purple.
Twenty minutes later, Wang Ke's true energy was declared exhausted.
"Your true energy cultivation is still too little!"
Wang Ke let out a helpless sigh, then retracted his joyful mood and returned to bed, sitting cross-legged to recover the depleted true energy.
The season of lush grass and flying swallows, the clear morning sky is azure as if washed.
Wang Ke, who had been practicing for half the night, arrived at the villa's great hall with a refreshed spirit.
"Aunt Song, hasn't Li Ruoxi gotten up yet?" Wang Ke asked softly, looking at Aunt Song who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.
Song Yi turned around and smiled at Wang Ke: "Not yet down the stairs, but soon!"
Wang Ke nodded slightly, but unlike usual, he didn't enter the kitchen to help. Instead, he turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room, picking up the newspaper on the coffee table. He had just flipped through a few pages when Li Ruoxi walked downstairs, yawning sleepily.
Wang Ke quickly put the newspaper on the coffee table and said, "Boss, I'll be taking the afternoons off from now on to study with that elder. You shouldn't have anything going on in the afternoons, right?"
Li Ruoxi listlessly waved her hand and said weakly: "You go ahead with your business! If I need anything, I'll give you a call."
Wang Ke's eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, and he secretly wondered: Didn't she sleep well last night? In the past, she would get up earlier than today, and every morning she was full of energy. What's going on today? Could it be... that her monthly visitor had arrived?
The weirdo glanced at Li Ruoxi and Wang Ke finally turned around to head towards the kitchen to help.
For the entire morning, Wang Ke followed Zhao Menfeng to learn about antiques and artifacts. The more time he spent with Zhao Menfeng, the more he admired him. This old man was truly a master of his craft, not only in terms of antiques and artifacts, but also in his knowledge of Feng Shui and the 5,000-year history of ancient China.
Wang Ke did not have lunch at Zixingju and left after saying goodbye.
The antique market covers a vast area, and even if you ride a bicycle around the perimeter of the antique market, it takes at least half an hour. Because Wang Ke has been to Zixingju several times, he is somewhat familiar with the antique market.
The entire antique market is divided into three parts: the East Gate, the West Gate and the North Gate. If you enter from the East Gate, there are sixteen horizontal roads ahead, while if you enter from the North Gate, there will be twelve horizontal roads ahead, including a river that is nearly 20-30 meters wide. The water under the bridge is turbulent and the waves are clear. Occasionally, you can see groups of fish swimming in the turbulent waters when standing on the bridge.
The noisy hubbub came from the bridgehead in front, with cries and shouts, as well as the sound of people discussing and arguing, surrounded by a crowd of people three layers deep, forming a strange scene.
Wang Ke had strolled through many stalls, but hadn't found anything good. He was about to leave with a heavy heart and return to his villa to start his study and recitation plan when he was drawn in by the surging crowd ahead.
In the middle of the big bridge ahead, a man in his mid-30s with a simple and honest face was covered in tears, his face pale as if he wanted to jump off. On another section of the bridge, a woman in her mid-30s held hands with a boy under 10 years old, desperately begging and praying for the man not to do anything foolish.
Wang Ke stood curiously in the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him. He turned around and asked a middle-aged man who was shaking his head silently beside him: "Uncle, what happened? Why did that man jump into the river when he had a good life to live? Aren't those his wife and children on the bridge?"
That middle-aged man with a national character face, even with a hint of majesty on his face, shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed: "What a sin! Another poor guy who dreams of getting rich but loses everything in the antique and artifact business. It's normal to lose money in this line of work, but if you gamble with all your family's property and lose everything, people who can't think straight and do stupid things can be seen everywhere..."
After the middle-aged man's explanation, Wang Ke finally understood the ins and outs of the matter:
The man who wanted to jump into the river originally thought he could pick up an antique and make a fortune, but unexpectedly, he was deceived. After appraisal, he spent all his family's savings to buy an antique that turned out to be fake.
So he went to find the boss of that antique shop with anger, and then the boss innocently said that it was not his fault at all, because he had also been deceived at that time.
In the antique street, being cheated is a normal thing. Who among those who make a living by antiques and artifacts has not been cheated before? So it's not anyone else's fault that the man paid such a heavy price.
"A horse cannot gain weight without night grass, and a person cannot become rich without unexpected wealth. However, this unexpected wealth also requires extremely good luck! As the saying goes: 'Without a diamond drill, don't take on porcelain work.' Using all of one's family property to gamble is simply foolish to the extreme." Wang Ke sighed and lamented.
He felt some sympathy for the man, but at the same time, he also had a few points of contempt for him. Buying antiques is not a sure thing, and he should have understood this before making the purchase. Since he did understand, losing everything and wanting to die is also too spineless.
The middle-aged man standing next to Wang Ke nodded repeatedly as he heard Wang Ke's muttering, saying: "This young brother is right, in this day and age, if you don't think about putting in effort, but instead want to get something for nothing, where can you find such good things? People must be down-to-earth, taking one step at a time, that's how life is. If you have any fancy ideas, in the end, it's likely that you'll only hurt yourself."
After saying this, he sighed again: "However, this family will have a hard time in the future. If that man jumps into the river and dies, his wife and children's days will be difficult to get through. I know that man, although we only nodded at each other, but I also know some of their family situation. His wife is weak and often ill, she can't work hard, her son's grades are very good, but going to school requires a lot of money, this man is the pillar of the family, if he dies, it will be miserable for his mother and son in the future."
Wang Ke's face showed a hint of reluctance, and he nodded slightly to the middle-aged man beside him. He lifted his feet and squeezed forward.
In the middle of the bridge, Li Hui's face was filled with despair as he looked at his wife and children crying like a person at the head of the bridge. His heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and two streams of tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Xiu Mei, I've wronged you and your mother. But what face do I have to live with? All the money at home was cheated away by that damned scoundrel. I had originally planned to earn some more money so that I could send you onto the operating table with a clear conscience and thoroughly cure your illness, and also let our child attend school in slightly better conditions... I've wronged you both!"
A seven-foot-tall man, crying like a helpless tearful person, this scene made the faces of all the onlookers around him gloomy.
The man's wife, a petite and frail woman, held her son's hand with one hand and wiped away tears with the other as she sobbed: "Husband, I beg of you, don't think about it! We can earn more money if we don't have enough. My illness is nothing to worry about. We have hands and feet, and in the future, I'll work harder to earn back the money. If you're not here, how will our daughter and I survive on our own? Our son is still young, can you bear to see us live without support? Please, husband, come home with us!"
"Dad, I'm begging you, you're the pillar of our family. If you die, how can mom and I survive? I know mom is sick, but I've grown up! I won't go to school anymore, I'll go out and work, do labor for others, no matter how hard or tired I am, as long as you can live, we father and son will earn money together to treat mom's illness. Please, dad, mom's body is not good to begin with, what would happen to her if you jumped into the river? Please, dad..."
That boy, who was less than ten years old, couldn't stop tears from flowing out. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve while sobbing and said: "As the saying goes, poor people's children grow up early." This boy, who was less than ten years old, was so sensible and could say such heartfelt words.
Li Hui's eyes were filled with despair, he couldn't get over that hurdle, he felt he had no face to meet his wife and children again, was money so easy to earn?
There was one more thing, he didn't tell his wife and son, because in order to buy that antique, he secretly borrowed 5,000 yuan from a friend. If he died, the 5,000 yuan debt would naturally not be demanded by his friend from his wife and children. He understood his friend's character, but if he was still alive, the 5,000 yuan would have to be repaid to that friend.
Five thousand yuan is not a small sum for him and his family.
He would rather die than drag his wife and children down with him, making them suffer, and still think of ways to earn money to pay back his friend...
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