Chapter 0002: Encounter with a Thief on the Way Out

  The Overwhelming Emperor Fist, the old man's unrivaled martial art that remained in Yang Ai's mind, with unparalleled power.

  For seventeen years since he was in his mother's womb, Yang Ai had finally completed his initial training today, so he eagerly wanted to have a big battle with someone.

  Back home, both father and mother were there. Mother was cooking dinner. Yang Aiqian chatted with her father for a while, and the three of them spent a happy evening together.

  After dinner, Yang Aifeng discussed with his parents about going out to clear his mind. Yang Zhengtian and Shen Lan did not object, as they always thought their son was very sensible, so they were very reassured. This time, Yang Aifeng's destination was only one, that is, the Taihang Mountains, where it was a primitive forest with abundant spiritual energy. He planned to go there to break through the third layer of Hunyuan Divine Art and take out the "Caishen Secret Book" and the pagoda.

  The old man's memory in Yang Ai's mind said that only by obtaining the Financial God's Secret Book can he accelerate the cultivation of Hunyuan Spiritual Power and solve the problem of insufficient spiritual energy in this world.

  The next day, Yang Ai came to Longcheng Railway Station and bought a ticket to Zangzhi City. Without saying goodbye to those dead friends, he left directly.

  As soon as she got on the train, Yang Aiqian quickly found her own berth and sat down. She looked around the compartment and saw that there were eight berths in total, with two empty ones left. The other three people were an old man, a girl of similar age to him, who appeared to be his granddaughter, and a middle-aged man wearing a suit and holding a briefcase, looking like a successful person with status.

  Yang Ai's eyes were slightly closed, and his ears did not hear anything outside the window.

  From Longcheng to Zangzhi, it takes three or four hours by train. Yang Aiqing wouldn't waste such a long time, so he calmed down and silently practiced the second heavy method of Hunyuan Shen Gong.

  [Cough!] The old man coughed lightly.

  Grandpa, how are you feeling? This cough has worried that girl to death.

  It's okay, Xiao Yi, I can still hold on. I really didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few years, the old man's skills would have reached this level. The old man looked somewhat dispirited.

  Grandpa, don't say that, this time we'll definitely be able to find Dr. Xu, he'll definitely be able to cure your illness. Little Yee comforted her grandfather.

  Xiao Yi, I know my illness, I was hit by that old man's Yin Ice Palm, and it's hard to recover. The old man coughed again while speaking, this time coughing up blood.

  Grandpa, I don't want anything to happen to you. If something happens to you, what will I do? Little Yee wept sorrowfully, her pitiful appearance was heart-wrenching for those who saw her and heard her.

  Yes, if I were to leave, what would you do, Little Y? Just mentioning his lovely granddaughter, the old man's spirit lifted a bit.

  As for this conversation between the old and young, Yang Aifeng naturally heard everything clearly as he was standing nearby. However, since he was outdoors, he didn't want to get involved in other people's business, lest he gets into trouble.

  Running into a dying old man is really inauspicious. The successful person holding the briefcase muttered and got up to go to another carriage.

  Only Yang Aiqian and the three old men were left in the entire dormitory, and after that person left, the entire dormitory miraculously quieted down.

  The train soon arrived at Zangzhi Station, and Yang Ai got off alone.

  Walking on the big street next to Zangzhi Railway Station, Yang Aiqian leisurely drank his beverage and took a light breath. He found that the spiritual energy in the air was several times thicker than in Longcheng. He secretly sighed that he hadn't come to the wrong place this time. He believed that inside Taohang Mountain, the spiritual energy would be even more abundant than here.

  For him, the most important thing now is to break through the third layer of Hunyuan Divine Art, and then take out the Financial God's Secret Book and that one pagoda.

  He found a store and spent 200 yuan to buy a new set of casual clothes that fit him well, as his original clothes were too tight and not conducive to his boxing moves.

  Just came out of the store...

  "Kid, keep running! This time I want to see where you can run to. Aren't you good at stealing things? Today I'll beat you to death and let you go to the underworld to steal in peace." Suddenly, a commotion from the front street corner caught Yang Ai's attention. After entering the second level of Hunyuan Divine Art, his senses had become much sharper than before.

  Grandfather, spare me, I won't dare again next time. I have an 80-year-old mother above and unborn children below. You are a magnanimous person, please spare me this once.

  The little thief knelt on the ground and begged bitterly to the guy who called himself "Big Brother".

  Upon hearing this conversation, Yang Ai couldn't help but burst out laughing, spitting out the drink she had just taken a sip of. This clichéd begging method still has people using it? This little thief really is interesting. Under the control of his subconscious, he turned into the corner, and in the darkness, he saw three or four people surrounding one person. The Chaotic True Air made his body light and agile, and he quietly crept closer without being discovered by those few people. This was a dark corner, and generally, dark corners hide some unspeakable things.

  As they got closer, Yang Aiqian clearly saw that among the three or four people surrounding them from the outside, except for one fat man, the others were all tall and sturdy men, similar to bodyguards. Inside, a young man was squatting on the ground, his hands covering his head, his sleeves already torn apart, revealing some dark purple bruises.

  Give me a good beating, and I'll consider it my fault, you little brat! How dare you steal from me? Don't you go out and ask around about my reputation? Do you think the name "Bao Ge" is just for show?! This fat guy named Bao Ge was yelling loudly. Upon hearing the boss's words, those few bodyguards fiercely rolled up their sleeves, one of them even picked up a wooden stick. This thing wasn't something to be trifled with; if it hit you, at the very least, you'd end up with a fracture.

  Seeing Big Brother bullying people, Yang Aiqian suddenly felt a sense of justice in his heart, thinking that having many people was nothing to brag about, and he wanted to see what made this Big Brother so special. As he spoke, his body flashed into the midst of several bodyguards like lightning, and with a flick of his wrist, the man holding the wooden stick only felt a sudden surge of force on his wrist, and the wooden stick in his hand disappeared.

  Yang Ai appeared beside the young man squatting on the ground and shouted: [What are you still squatting for? Like a useless waste, stand up, I'll see how they can deal with you.]

  The young man was stunned at first, then seemed to grab the last straw and cried out loud, hugging Yang Ai's thigh, and begged: "Big brother, big brother, you must save me! These bad people want to rob me. I have an 80-year-old mother who depends on me for food and drink, and a unborn son who has not yet been born. My whole family can't live without me, I don't want to die!"

  "Hey kid, who are you? I advise you not to interfere with things that don't concern you, otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences." The fat guy had now reacted and was staring at Yang Ai fiercely, knowing that Yang Ai's move of snatching the wooden stick earlier was no ordinary feat.

  "My goodness, my 200 yuan pants, you little scoundrel..." Yang Aiqian was heartbroken over his pants and inwardly cursed the little brat clinging to his leg.

  As soon as he heard the fat man shouting at him, Yang Aiqian suddenly became furious and shouted loudly: "It's all of you bastards, what are you doing here catching thieves for no reason? You've even dirtied my pants. What am I supposed to do now? Hurry up and compensate me, or don't blame me for being impolite." As he spoke, his right hand pressed the wooden stick that he had previously snatched, and a vast amount of True Qi surged into it, instantly exerting a powerful force on everyone present.

  Although the fat man was stirred up in his heart, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, the disdain revealed in Yang Ai's eyes made him very angry. He turned his head and gave a signal to his bodyguards standing beside him, and the small eyes hidden under the fat on his face flashed out a menacing glare. His familiar bodyguards naturally understood what their boss meant, and they couldn't help but reveal a sly smile. The four bodyguards formed a fan shape and surrounded Yang Ai and the young man.

  The young man stood up at this time, with a face of worship looking at the lifesaver in front of him, then hid behind Yang Ai's body, revealing half of his face to watch the changing situation.