Sovereign to Immortality - Chapter 5 : Spiritual Fruit
Sovereign to Immortality Chapter 5: Spiritual Fruit
Zhang Huzi and others were astonished at Yang Junshan's words. Even Yang Junping also stared at Yang Junshan in amazement. "Brother, it is exactly 30 stone coins in total!" Junping said in a low voice.
Yang Junshan turned around and glared at him, and then someone behind Zhang Huzi jumped out, shouting, "Don't brag. We have set the bet with 30 coins as stakes. How come 30 per capita? Even so, can you afford 120 stone coins for you four?"
There was a hubbub among Zhang Huzi's fellows. Even the seven or eight village kids who came to spectate the fight couldn't believe that Yang Junshan could afford 120 stone coins, which was such a big fortune for teenagers that they would never want to spend it in this way; otherwise, they would be beaten to death by parents.
But unexpectedly, Yang Junshan took out a small black bag from his clothes, which was similar to Zhang Huzi's, but it seemed to be more bulging. A crisp sound was heard when he joggled it. Stone coins were full to the brim as it was opened, seemingly, in which the number of coins was more than a hundred! All of them were astonished at the black bag in Yang Junshan's hands. None of them had expected that Yang Junshan did dare to spend such a big sum on the bet at the risk of a good beating from his father, head of the village.
Yang Junshan glanced at the stupefied Zhang Huzi, sneering, "Zhang Huzi, dare you bet? If not, announce your defeat!"
Zhang's black face soon flushed. Then another fellow behind him leaped out and said, "Huzi, we didn't bring enough money. Quit the bet. It will be worse if Uncle Tie knows that we spend more than a hundred coins!"
"Ha ha," Yang Junshan laughed, "don't want to compete? That's ok as long as you admit the defeat and shame!"
Standing aside, Yang Qianhai perceived Junshan's wink and then yelled, "I agree! Once you admit your defeat, you should make a detour the moment you meet us!"
Zhang Huzi was so sensitive to the provocation, realizing Yang Junshan was mocking him, that he shouted, "Continue the bet! Yang Junshan, do not gloat! I will get these 120 coins if you lose!"
Junshan replied calmly, "No problem, only if you can defeat me. But then again, have you brought enough coins? We won't accept a bet on credit!"
When Zhang Huzi heard this, an expression of hesitation flickered on his face. Yang Junshan was impressed by his decision, murmuring about Zhang Huzi's celebrated family and its wealth stealthily.
Zhang Huzi's eyelids flickered. It seemed that he was determined. As expected, he turned around and exclaimed towards the lad who was holding his coat. After taking over the coat, he took two egg-sized orange fruits out of the pocket under the surprised gaze of Yang Junshan.
"Ah, that's yellow-jade fruit from the Zhang's!"
"It is said that the Zhang's yellow-jade tree is a medium-grade magic spiritual tree that can bear dozens of yellow-jade fruits. One fruit can be sold for 50 stone coins. Two for 100 coins!"
Yang Junshan raised his eyelids. He was sure about the strength of Zhang's family property but had never expected that he would bring two yellow-jade fruits.
The fruits were Zhang Clan's treasure. Zhang Tie made a living as a blacksmith and had a decent family property. The medium-grade magic spiritual tree in the family was unique in Tuqiu Village.
The tree could bear thirty or forty fruits every year under the meticulous care of Zhang Tie. Except for those reserved for other purposes, the rest of the fruits could be exchanged for a dozen of jade coins in the town, which was indeed a small fortune for villagers. As it were, he valued that yellow-jade tree no less than Yang Tiangang did for his spiritual well in the backyard.
Obviously, the two yellow-jade fruits in Zhang Huzi's hands were specially stored as a help for his cultivation by his father. Upon this, a feverish thought rose in Yang Junshan's brain. The fruits were more valuable than jade coins or any other items, which would be extremely helpful to his cultivation.
With yellow-jade fruits in hand, Zhang Huzi became cocky at once, yelling, "Two fruits are worth 100 stone coins, and after adding the 50 coins in the bag, it's 150 in total. I bet, but you should also take out 150 stone coins.
"You are five persons, but we only have four. Why should we need to offer 150 stone coins?" Yang Junping said reluctantly. Yang Junshan, swinging his hand upward, replied, "It's a deal. 150 coins in total. I bet!"
Seeing Zhang Huzi take the coins out, Yang Junshan then counted 150 stone coins and took them out. He said to Zhang Huzi, "We will let a person who is unconcerned with the bet keep these coins. The winner is to take them away."
Zhang Huzi hesitated. Noticing Yang Junshan throw the moneybag to a boy among the spectators, Zhang said, "Xu Lei, how about being our middleman? Whoever wins will take the stone coins from you."
Xu Lei was at the same age of twelve years old as Yang Junshan. The surname Xu was the most popular surname in Tuqiu Village. Three out of ten villagers kept this surname. Concerning the population of the clan, Family Xu could be considered as the most distinguished family in the village. Xu Sanniang, Xu Lei's mother, was the head.
However, despite the large population, there wasn't any competent man with a deterrent aura in Family Xu, which didn't match its social status in the village. The only master of Warrior Realm was a woman, Xu Sanniang, who took the position of clan leader, married a man willing to bear the surname – Xu, and gave birth to a girl and a boy upon the plea of clansmen to maintain family's status. Xu Lei was exactly her younger son.
Being asked to be the intermediary between Yang and Zhang, Xu Lei was stunned and then chuckled to himself. Yang Junshan's request in public doubtlessly satisfied Xu Lei's vanity and also strengthened his status amidst the young generation.
In the meanwhile, Xu Lei perceived Zhang Huzi's hesitation. He wondered whether Zhang was questioning his honesty over these stone coins or Zhang despised him from the start.
On thinking this, Xu Lei felt annoyed and this annoyance was entrenched in his mind even though Zhang Huzi handed the money bag to him a moment later.
The reason why Zhang Huzi decided to continue the gambling fight with higher stakes lay in his confidence in himself. He had successfully refined his second spiritual acupoint, but what people didn't know was that his father, Zhang Tie, procured a medium-grade spiritual article once more by using his social relationship and the jade coins which he had saved for years in exchange. Its quality was the lowest among medium-grade spiritual articles and it was not very consistent with the martial art Zhang Huzi practiced, but for those who could only use one spiritual article to assist the refinement of spiritual acupoints, it was really enviable.
When Zhang considered this, his confidence roared involuntarily. Zhang Huzi clashed his fists in front of his chest. His left hand had just started the refinement of the second spiritual acupoint and it was not as dark as his iron-like right hand. But a sound of the collision of gold and iron could still be heard faintly when two fists clashed.
"Yang Junshan, you are dead meat!"
The other four fellows behind Zhang Huzi were quite excited and started cheering, but a hint of apprehension appeared on the faces of Yang Junping and other two. Only Yang Junshan wasn't intimidated by Zhang Huzi at all. Instead, he crooked his fingers towards Zhang grinningly.
His contempt irritated Zhang Huzi at once. With left hand grasping hollowly and his right fist curling in the air, Zhang Huzi darted to Yang Junshan in an iron-striking posture. The left hand was to control the implement, and the right one was to smite in the manner of brandishing an iron hammer. Obviously, Yang Junshan was treated as a piece of iron.
Yang Junshan knew that it was Blasting Hammer Boxing of Family Zhang, a low-level body-cultivating boxing, which was inferior to Crude Bull Boxing in terms of well-rounded training for physical body. But it employed most of the force to the fists. Considering the strength of fists, the effect of Blasting Hammer Boxing was never inferior to any medium-level physical-cultivating art. What was more, Zhang Huzi's awakening of his second spiritual acupoint was to be finished. He was sure that Yang Junshan would be defeated once punched!
His assumption might be right, but it should be on the premise that he could hit Yang. Then Yang Junshan dodged to the left side when Zhang's fists were still flying halfway. Zhang Huzi felt dazzled all of a sudden.
Then he sneered stealthily, "Do you think you can avoid the hit this way?" The left hand fiercely turned aside along the twirl of the body, grabbing in the direction of Yang's flashing shadow.
But the grab was pushed away by Yang Junshan's arm.
Yang's strength wasn't little. Zhang Huzi was shocked and felt his left wrist was caught by Yang's another hand the moment his hand was pushed away. Yang Junshan shifted to Zhang's back by the force of Zhang's twist! Want wrestling?
Zhang Huzi clenched his left fist, attempting to get rid of Yang suddenly. Involuntarily, he used all the nimbus he accumulated during one-year awakening of spiritual acupoints. Yang Junshan felt the tremendous power surging in Zhang's left arm, which started to quake against his fingers. Zhang Huzi was about to escape from his hands.
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Suddenly, at the same time Yang Junshan awakened a wisp of nimbus thoroughly. It was accumulated during the cultivation of spiritual acupoints this year. Although the amount was less than that of Zhang Huzi's nimbus awakened by the spiritual article, the purity was several times higher than Zhang's after the refinement by 5H-earth Valuable Incantation.
Transporting the nimbus to hands, Yang Junshan swiftly pinched some key veins in Zhang Huzi's arm according to his prelife memory. Instantaneously, Zhang Huzi sensed the movement of the nimbus in his body became stagnant, which made his arms sore and weak. He couldn't gather strength up and even half side of his body turned limp and numb. Then Yang Junshan pushed Zhang's body and kicked his butt from behind furiously. Zhang Huzi could no longer keep the balance of his body. All of a sudden, he fell upon the ground, stuffed with a mouthful of mud.