Practice begins with immortality

In Yuncheng, at the headquarters of the Medicine Gang, a burly man was talking to a middle-aged man in official robes.

"Boss Wu, you paid this month's share on time!" The official put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the burly man in front of him and smiled.

"Of course. Lord Sun has come here in person, so how dare I delay?" Wu Ying replied with a smile.

"But we have news from above that the share may increase by another 10% or 50% next month, so we have to ask Boss Wu to make preparations early." The official said, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ying's face changed slightly. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "Master Sun, you know that although our Medicine Gang has some industries, it is difficult for us to give out such a large share. The current share is already putting a lot of pressure on our entire Medicine Gang. If it increases further, I'm afraid it won't be long before our Medicine Gang disbands. I hope Master Sun can help us see if we can maintain the current share."

Wu Ying gestured to his subordinate, who immediately placed a square box on the tea table. The official surnamed Sun saw this and a hint of imperceptible joy flashed across his face, but quickly returned to normal, calmly accepting the box.

"Boss Wu is right. That is indeed too much. Let's do this. When I go back, I will explain the reasons to the higher-ups and be honest about the pros and cons. Let's see if we can maintain the status quo. But..." He changed the subject and looked at Wu Ying.

"As long as Lord Sun is willing to help, I will definitely reward you handsomely." Wu Ying said quickly.

"Okay, okay." The official nodded with satisfaction. "In that case, Mr. Wu will take his leave first." After saying that, he stood up and left.

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After the official surnamed Sun left, the smile on Wu Ying's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a face distorted with anger.

Then, with a loud "bang", Wu Ying smashed the teacup in his hand and said bitterly: "What a damn bastard, what kind of order is that? He's just trying to extort money from me! If he wasn't an official, I would have torn him alive! You're just a bully, why don't you have the guts to show off at Fenglei Sect!"

After calming down, Wu Ying began to think about how to deal with future difficulties.

"We must quickly find a way to seek refuge with a famous martial artist, otherwise we will be eaten alive by those hungry ghosts sooner or later!"

Wu Ying thought to himself that he must protect his family fortune. He had accumulated a lot of wealth over the years through various means, both overt and covert, but no matter how rich his wealth was, it could not withstand the gnawing of greedy mouths.

"I heard that the Fenglei Sect's eldest disciple is about to break through to the Lianjin stage. Perhaps..."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Ying suddenly realized that a young man had appeared in front of him. He saw a dark red light flashing on the young man's body, and in his hand was a human head! Upon closer inspection, it was the head of the official surnamed Sun!

"Internal strength protects the body. He is, at least a master who has mastered the internal strength to a great degree!" Wu Li collapsed to the ground, speaking haltingly.

"Tell me everything you know about the Xuanwu Guards." Wang Bai said coldly.

"The Xuanwu Guard is an organization established by the Xuan Kingdom court specifically to monitor the martial arts world. Its members are divided into three levels, corresponding to the three realms of health preservation, external training, and internal training. Above these, there are four commanders, all of whom are masters of the Jin training level. It is said that the strongest among them has reached the level of Jin training master."

"Then what kind of force is Fenglei Sect?"

"Those are the only two sects in Xuan Country that have martial arts masters. They are located on Tianfeng Mountain near Yuncheng. The other one is Huangjue Temple in the capital. By the way, as a martial arts master, Patriarch Feng Lei has a high status and connections. There are very few things in the martial arts world that he doesn't know." Wu Ying said carefully. He really hoped that the man in front of him would leave quickly.

"Since you're quite sensible, I'll give you a quick death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of internal energy pierced Wu Ying's eyebrows. Wu Ying, the leader of the Yuncheng Medicine Gang, will die today!