Surviving in the chaos of war begins in the wilderness.

Chapter 39 The Difficulty of Finding Qi

At this point, Zhou Ye gradually came to understand.

These disciples had likely formed a small group. Xu Feng, coming from a relatively well-off family, became the leader of this group. Cheng Jianghe and the other disciples became Xu Feng's underlings, followers, companions, and lackeys…

You can call me whatever you want, that's the gist of it.

As for what he just said, Xu Feng was enjoying the feeling of being a big brother. He was experiencing the thrill of bullying the weak.

It's like in another dimension, in a small student group in a school, they bully others. The reason doesn't matter, the process doesn't matter, the key is to inflict violence on the weak, to make the weak obedient, including discipline, psychological manipulation, even blackmail, insults, and beatings.

At this moment, Zhou Ye was at a loss for words, both laughing and crying. You bastard! Do you think I'm a weakling in your eyes?

To be honest, Zhou Ye couldn't even be bothered to get angry at these immature teenagers. Since he wouldn't need to deal with them again, and they were unlikely to become friends, he might as well just stay far away!

However, when bad luck strikes, it often follows in quick succession. Despite a whole morning of arduous practice, Zhou Ye still hadn't found his footing. In other words, the control panel remained completely unresponsive.

This made Zhou Ye a little anxious. This had never happened before. If even the skill panel couldn't appear, how could he grind like crazy? How could he get the certificate permanently?

During lunch, Zhou Ye consulted his third senior brother Han Guang again and learned some basic knowledge about Qi sensation.

Qi sensation, qi sensation, is feeling the qi and blood in your body!

In fact, everyone is born with a certain amount of Qi and blood; without Qi and blood, one is essentially dead. Therefore, theoretically speaking, as long as one continues to practice in this way, even someone with poor aptitude can still find the feeling of Qi. It's just that by then, one will be in their seventies or eighties, and it will be of little use.

Practicing various martial arts techniques is essentially the process of taming and transforming the body's Qi and blood. It's the process of cultivating and strengthening the naturally disordered Qi and blood into controllable Qi and blood within the body.

Therefore, after a long period of exploration, the martial arts world has come to the conclusion that if one cannot find the feeling of Qi within ten days, then it is not suitable to practice martial arts. Even if one endlessly invests resources, time, and energy, it is still not worthwhile.

Keep in mind, this is just about finding the feeling of Qi; it hasn't even reached the stage of entering the realm of internal strength yet.

Even if you manage to get into the swing of things at the end, aren't you still just a weakling like an ordinary person?

So what is the purpose of practicing martial arts? With so much money and time, why not do something else? Why obsess over martial arts? Isn't it completely unnecessary to know?

However, after hearing these words, Zhou Ye made up his mind. Since he had ten days anyway, he would patiently continue cultivating like this.

If ten days isn't enough, then... let's do another ten days. Ten days after ten days, ten days without end!

Isn't it true that you'll eventually find the feeling of Qi? That is, the panel will appear.

As long as the panel can be made to appear, then one certificate can be used for permanent proof!

So, you guys don't understand the world of cheaters. Actually, I'm completely different from the other disciples. Awesome, no explanation needed!

……

That afternoon, after only half an hour of cultivation, just like yesterday, the panel issued a warning—the cultivation limit for today had been reached.

Zhou Ye decisively stopped cultivating, figuring there would be plenty of time in the future anyway.

If you have hidden injuries now, they may not be visible immediately, and you might be able to tough it out with your youthful body. But once too many hidden injuries accumulate, they will affect your future health and even your lifespan. When you get old and weak, and your energy and blood are depleted, all the hidden injuries will suddenly erupt.

That's seeking momentary pleasure at the cost of burning one's life. There's absolutely no need to do that.

After finishing his martial arts practice, Zhou Ye said goodbye to Huang Sheng and Wu Jun, packed his things, and went home.

Since some people already dislike me, there's no need to keep putting on an act. Who wouldn't want to go home and rest sooner...?

However, as soon as he got home, Gao Xiaoyi came to his door again.

"Brother Ye, they asked me to do you a favor." Gao Xiaoyi looked very embarrassed.

"It's okay, go ahead and tell me."

"Last night, Brother Da Jin, along with a few members of the Brotherhood, went to find Black Six again. They finally agreed to let Xinghua stay for three days. However, the interest will still be calculated, and they need to pay 8.5 taels..."

Zhou Ye smiled slightly: "Are you looking to borrow money? You know, we mountain travelers are all poor folks, we don't have much money left. I don't have much savings, just one or two taels of silver. I wonder if that can help?"

Zhou Ye wouldn't mind doing a good deed on the side. Besides, Da Jin and the Brotherhood were quite loyal. Regardless of whether their actions were naive or not, Zhou Ye still admired these young men.

Gao Xiaoyi's face lit up with joy: "Really? That's a huge help. We're only short a little over two ounces right now. With your ounce, we can scrape together the rest, and if that doesn't work... I'll go ask my mom again!"

"hehe."

Unexpectedly, Xinghua had already been brought back by dinner time. Furthermore, Xiaojie even brought Xinghua to visit and express their gratitude.

Upon seeing Zhou Ye, Xiao Jie appeared timid and hesitant, perhaps still unaccustomed to interacting with strangers. Xinghua, on the other hand, was much bolder, her eyes darting around furtively.

"Brother Ye, thank you very much this time."

"No need, no need, I wasn't much of a help," Zhou Ye quickly said politely. "Xiao Jie, you're a bit older than me, right? You don't need to call me brother, just call me A Ye."

"Alright! Ah Ye, I'll lend you the money..."

"The money isn't urgent; we'll wait until it's convenient for you." Zhou Ye didn't care about that one or two taels of silver at all. But then he had another idea. "Xinghua, there's a job at my house. I wonder if you'd be willing to do it?"

"What kind of work?"

"You know, I often go hiking in the mountains, and I come back covered in dirt. Doing housework is too tiring for me. If I let you wash my bedding and clothes from now on, it'll be 250 yuan a month. We've agreed that maybe I'll be away for many days and you won't need to do any work; maybe when I get home, I'll have a lot of laundry to wash at once. I won't do anything and will just give you 250 yuan?"

While adhering to the principles of survival, let's occasionally play the saint!

For a laundry worker, 250 yen is a bit much, but it's still within the market price range.

Sure enough, Xiao Jie and Xinghua were both very happy: "Yes, yes! That's great!"

As long as he washes clothes for four months, Zhou Ye can pay off the one or two taels of silver he owed. And he can continue to earn this income afterward.

"It's settled then. I'll bring you the bedding and dirty clothes later. Let's call this month one month!"

"Thank you! Thank you so much."

"hehe."

Before long, Xiao Jie and Xinghua left happily carrying a large pile of things.

Zhou Ye smiled. He had far fewer housework and much more time for martial arts practice. It was just that he had too many secrets, making it difficult to hire a maid or cook. Otherwise, he wouldn't even need to cook every day himself…