Chapter Thirty-One: The Village Head's Scheme

  "Ah!"

  A loud and sonorous whistle came from Zhao Ji's mouth, the powerful sound wave produced was extremely astonishing, shaking off the dust on the roof.

  With the help of the medicinal power of ginseng, Zhao Ji's cultivation surged violently and broke through to the third layer of the acquired realm in one go. When he stood up after finishing his meditation, his cultivation had already crossed into the third layer of the acquired realm.

  A flash of intense light flickered in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed. His cultivation had transcended boundaries, and for a moment, he found it difficult to control himself with ease, resulting in some external manifestations of his power.

  After a hearty and refreshing loud shout, Zhao burst into laughter several times, excitedly saying: "Unexpectedly, the bottleneck of the third layer was so easy to break through, one of the eight extraordinary meridians was directly opened up, it really wasn't that difficult."

  No wonder Zhao Ji was so excited, he had only been practicing internal skills for three months, from an ordinary person with no internal energy in his body to a third-rate martial artist, the speed of his practice was extraordinary.

  "Zhao Ji, congratulations on your breakthrough."

  "Congratulations."

  "Congratulations, you have made another step forward on your martial arts journey."

  "Congratulations, congratulations."

  Upon seeing Zhao's breakthrough, Ding Dian, Tian Hong, Yuan Chengzhi and Song Yuanqiao all congratulated him in unison, their words filled with sincerity.

  His cultivation had increased, and over the next few days, Zhao extremely clearly felt that his own cultivation seemed to have become much easier. When he used Shen Xing Bai Bian, its speed and agility were far superior to before.

  Apart from practicing the Divine Movement Hundred Changes every day, Zhao Ji also added a new subject to his daily routine, which was to cultivate the Wudang Finger Sword Technique.

  In his hand was a alloy soft sword, as for the use of the soft sword, Zhao Ji may not be very proficient, but at least he wouldn't hurt himself, which made it much less troublesome to practice the Finger Soft Sword Technique.

  Zhao Ji practiced the finger-soft sword technique, and Song Yuanqiao saw it, feeling a bit strange, not knowing why he would know Wudang swordsmanship. So Zhao Ji had to recount the peculiarities of Fei Sheng Dian again.

  Wudang Kung Fu has numerous forms, each with a high level of martial arts and powerful techniques. Zhao Ji naturally coveted them, aside from the Finger Soft Sword Technique, he also wanted to learn the Ladder Cloud Leap and Wudang Cotton Palm.

  On this point, Zhao Ji slightly revealed a hint to Song Yuanqiao, but was sternly refused by him, with the reason that Wu Dang's ultimate skill can only be passed down to those under Wu Dang's gate.

  At this point, Song Yuanqiao was much more conservative than Tian Hong and Yuan Chengzhi. From Tian Hong, Zhao Ji learned the Arhat Fist and Taizu Long Fist; from Yuan Chengzhi, Zhao Ji learned some dark weapon techniques, which were very sharp and should have been taken from Jin She Lang Jun's Golden Snake Cone Method.

  On this day, Zhao Ji organized the villagers to go hunting together, planning to venture deep into the mountains behind the village, striving to catch more prey and improve the living conditions of the village.

  The hunting matter, the villagers were led by Zeng Dazhuang, leading a total of twenty people. As for the martial artists, apart from Zhao Ji, Ding Dian also followed along, while Tian Hong and Song Yuanqiao stayed in the village.

  "Zhao brothers, can we really raise wild boars? Won't there be any problems? If someone gets hurt, it won't be good."

  A group of people were advancing in the mountains and forests, Zeng Dashuai asked Zhao Ji.

  This time, there was such a large-scale joint operation because Zhao Ji suggested to Zeng Yu that they could catch some wild boars, wild chickens and wild rabbits to raise them. In this way, when these animals multiply, the village will not lack meat.

  Wild chickens and wild rabbits are nothing, the villagers have raised them before, although most of them died, there were few successful examples, but such small animals won't hurt people.

  But wild boars are different, they are extremely ferocious animals. If you're not careful, a slight collision can be fatal, and even if you survive, you'll suffer serious injuries. It's no laughing matter.

  "Don't worry, look, the little wild boar I raised is doing great, eating well, sleeping well, and has already grown a lot in just a short while."

  With a casual wave of his hand, Zhao comforted him.

  Wild boars like this are indeed quite dangerous, especially when they get angry, and it's extremely perilous. Zhen Dazhuang and the others' concerns aren't unreasonable, and Zhao Ji also understands this.

  However, Zhao Ji knew that if wild boars were domesticated and became farm pigs, they would not only become quite docile but also quickly bring wealth. At the very least, the village would no longer have to worry about having no meat to eat.

  "What you said, we can't compare with you, the people living in your house are all martial artists, even if a wild boar goes crazy, they can easily subdue it without getting hurt."

  Zeng Dazhuang argued strongly.

  "Don't worry about it. When the time comes, build a sturdy fence and put the wild boars inside. Don't worry about them running out, let alone hurting anyone."

  Zhao Ji continued to comfort him.

  Regarding the issue of domesticating wild boars, the two men discussed it endlessly. However, no matter how much Zhao Ji tried to comfort and console him, Zeng Dazhuang always had a look of worry on his face.

  With a difficult expression, Zeng Da Zhuang seemed to have something hard to say. After gritting his teeth, he finally made up his mind and said seriously: "Zhao brothers, if you want us to abandon our worries and wholeheartedly raise wild boars, unless... you can satisfy one of our requests."

  "Oh, what's the request?"

  Zhao Ji asked casually.

  After hesitating for a moment, Zeng Daizhuang gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, saying quickly: "I want you to teach the villagers martial arts."

  Zhao Ji's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned around, his astonished gaze falling on Zeng Dazhuang's face. He raised an eyebrow and asked loudly, "Do you want to learn martial arts?"

  "Yes, yes."

  Under Zhao's piercing gaze, Zeng Dazhuang felt immense pressure and his heart tightened, making him somewhat incoherent in his speech.

  The astonished expression returned to calm, and Zhao Ji's face showed a hint of a smile as he glanced at Zeng Dazhuang: "The request just now, shouldn't be something you came up with yourself, right?"

  "Who says it wasn't my idea? It was clearly my own decision."

  Zeng Dazhuang died with a hard beak, biting his words firmly.

  "Alright, alright, you don't have to cover up for Zeng anymore. I know this must be his idea, right?"

  With a wave of his hand, he interrupted Zeng's words and Zhao Ji said in a low voice.

  As soon as Zhao Ji's face sank, Zeng Daizhuang immediately felt uneasy in his heart and hummed for a long time before reluctantly saying: "Alright, this matter was indeed the village chief's plan, but, Brother Zhao, don't blame the village chief, he also did it for the good of the village, and we all agreed to it."

  "You? Many people know about this?"

  Zhao Ji frowned again and asked.

  "Right, Zhao brother, to be honest with you, half a month ago, we wanted to bring it up with you, and learn martial arts from you, only, we didn't think of how to start the conversation."

  Zeng Da Zhuang nodded, indeed.

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