Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

After a long while, Chu Chen still couldn't figure it out.

"I guess I took something out, there was no record of it, and then it filled in the record again."

Chu Chen flashed out of the space, grinning foolishly.

"Who cares? Unlimited supplies, unlimited bullets. In this age of cold weapons, as long as I give myself time, taking over a country won't be a problem."

"It seems I need to find some time to properly explore the space. Since resources can be replenished, then any items that have appeared are infinite."

Upon discovering that the space now had the function of exchanging jade for supplies, Chu Chen burst into laughter.

He was so excited that he started rolling around in the back of the van.

If you give yourself enough jade, you will have enough resources.

Glass for jade, jade for everything—how awesome is that?

After things calmed down, he drove the van towards the courtyard on the outskirts of the city, where he would wait for the jade to be transferred from Jinsheng Trading Company.

Since I'm just idling around anyway, I might as well go check on the children and see how they're doing.

The back of the van was packed full of snacks; what child could resist?

The car was parked smoothly at the entrance of the yard.

"Chu Yi, open the door!" Chu Chen knocked loudly on the door in excitement.

A moment later, the door slowly opened, and a small head popped out.

"Godfather........."

Cerebellum shouted and then shrank back: "Godfather is here, Godfather is here."

Chu Chen looked speechlessly at the group of children rushing towards him. "Damn it, I told you I'm not your father."

However, I didn't blame them; let them shout if they want.

He patted the little girl's head and said to them, "Where is your brother Chu Yi?"

"Brother Chu Yi went to buy grain and hasn't come back yet."

"Have you been good these past few days? Have you been studying?"

"Godfather, we've been studying so well, I can even write my own name now."

The same little girl answered again, and then she took a stick and wrote the three characters "Chu Shiba" on the ground.

"Godfather, look at me." A child of about eleven or twelve years old performed a set of punches for Chu Chen in a very professional manner.

Looking at these innocent children, each one vying to show off in front of him.

A slight smile appeared on Chu Chen's lips.

After waiting in the yard for a while, Chu Yi returned to the yard with several young men, carrying bags.

"Young Master Chu, what brings you here?"

Chu Yi dropped the grain in his hand and came to Chu Chen's side respectfully.

Being older, he remembered Chu Chen's instructions and didn't call him "godfather."

"It's nothing, I just came to see you all, and I brought you some things."

After saying that, he opened the tailgate of the van.

"Young master, what are these?" Chu Yi looked at the snacks in the van with a puzzled expression.

Chu Chen didn't speak, but took out more than twenty loaves of bread and instructed Chu Yi to distribute them to the children.

"This is called bread. I'm keeping it with your brother Chu Yi now. In the future, those who behave well can get this as a reward."

How could children in ancient times resist the temptation of bread?

At Chu Chen's command, everyone began to unpack the items in a very professional manner.

In an instant, the aroma of bread filled the mouths of every child.

Chu Chen pulled Chu Yi aside: "I'm leaving these to you. I hope you can make good use of them."

The clever Chu Yi knew exactly what Chu Chen meant.

He instructed the others to lock the bread in the storeroom and nodded deeply to Chu Chen.

"Are you under pressure teaching them martial arts now?" Chu Chen asked Chu Yi earnestly.

“Young master, there are no problems at the moment, but as they grow up, I estimate that I will not be able to teach them anymore.”

"Oh, do you know if there are any good martial arts masters or anything like that in Qingyun City?"

For Chu Yi, who was extremely familiar with Qingyun City.

He knew exactly where the experts were, and instantly he understood Chu Chen's intention.

“Young master, there are experts, but they are usually aloof and difficult to approach, let alone take on disciples.”

"It's okay, just tell me where to find it, and I'll take care of the rest."

"As far as I know, the most powerful expert in Qingyun City is Qingxuan Daoist on Crouching Tiger Mountain in the north of the city. It is said that he has reached the level of a ninth-grade expert."

"Oh, these experts are even ranked? Tell me about it."

Chu Chen became instantly interested upon hearing the term "ninth-rank master".

Could it be that there are immortals, like cultivators, in this world as depicted in modern novels?

But then he lost interest.

There are no gods or cultivators in this world, but there are indeed extraordinary individuals with astonishing martial prowess who can take on a hundred opponents single-handedly.

That Qingxuan Daoist was one of them.

Moreover, he is a true ninth-rank master.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, experts are divided into ten ranks, from one to ten. The higher the rank, the stronger the expert.

However, this person rarely descended the mountain, remained indifferent to worldly affairs, and devoted himself to the pursuit of Tao.

However, he has one notable characteristic: he is an avid drinker.

This immediately excited Chu Chen.

The high-proof liquor in his own space, if he just picked out any bottle, would be enough to outshine all the other alcoholic beverages of this era.

It seems I need to make a trip to Wohu Mountain and meet this Qingxuan Daoist.

If I can bring this person under my wing, my safety will be further guaranteed.

So, guided by Chu Yi, they drove the van towards Wohu Mountain.

Half an hour later, Chu Chen brought the van to a steady stop at the foot of Wohu Mountain.

Carrying two bottles of liquor, he headed towards Wohu Mountain.

Because it was the first month of the lunar calendar, pilgrims flocked to Wohu Mountain to make wishes.

Upon seeing a strange vehicle speeding towards them come to a steady stop at the foot of the mountain, the pilgrims all showed expressions of surprise.

But it was only a slight surprise; everyone who came here was either rich or powerful.

They all considered themselves worldly-wise, so even if they didn't understand something, they wouldn't dare to show it, otherwise they would lose face.

Chu Chen walked to the hall, waved to buy an incense stick, and then burned it and kowtowed in a very proper manner.

Then he threw a 100-tael silver note into the donation box.

They then headed towards the back hall.

"Excuse me, Daoist Master Qingxuan, where is he?"

Chu Chen spoke to a young Taoist priest guarding the entrance to the back hall.

"Esteemed benefactor, Master Qingxuan is currently in seclusion and will not be receiving guests at this time. Please leave."

Please go back. So you've already spent my hundred or two hundred? That won't do.

"Master, I have something important to tell Master Qingxuan. Could you please pass on my message?"

As Chu Chen spoke, he handed over a silver ingot.

I don't believe you're not greedy.

The young Taoist priest held the silver in his hand and weighed it in his hand, his expression remaining unchanged.

“Esteemed benefactor, Uncle-Master Qingxuan should be practicing his sword in the back mountain right now. If you can find the path in the back mountain, you should have this opportunity.”

This is my first time here, how would I know where your back mountain path is? You're obviously complaining that there aren't enough paths.

So another silver ingot was given, and the young Taoist priest immediately beamed with joy.

"Benefactor, please follow me..."