4 Cheating All the Time

Fang Dapan had been afraid of Fang Chen ever since he was forced to take photos. Although he waited in the courtyard, he did not dare to get too close.

However, when he heard Fang Chen's familiar voice asking for money, he instantly thought that the prince's brain had recovered and he wanted to spend it. He quickly took out a hundred taels of silver and rushed over.

"Wait for me. I have something to do in my study. No one is to disturb me until I come out."

Fang Chen grabbed the banknotes and ran towards the study. However, just as he closed the door, he popped his head out and instructed Fang Ping, "Fang Ping, watch over me. If anyone enters my study without my permission, break their legs. Remember, not even Dad."

Fang nodded dumbly and headed for the study door, sword in hand.

To Fang Ping, Fang Chen's words were an imperial edict. He had said that no one could enter that study, so even if their father, Fang Tianhuai, wanted to enter, Fang Ping would cut off his leg.

"Second Brother, do you think Big Brother went into the study to poop in such a hurry? But did he forget that there are many books in the study? Why did he have to use banknotes?" Suddenly, Fang Yinyin blinked her big eyes and asked in confusion.

"Ka!"

Fang had been about to approach the study door, but now that Fang Yinyin had pointed it out, he seemed to smell something unpleasant in the study. He quickly stood away from it.

"Um… It seems that this morning, the prince said that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own face like jade, so he doesn't want to taint the book, right? Moreover, it's not like the prince has never used silver notes to go to the toilet before, but today, he actually used a hundred taels…"

Fang pulled a strange face and instinctively moved away from the study.

Of course, Fang Chen, who was in the study, did not know what was going on outside, nor did he feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior just now.

After all, the matter of the phone involved the secret of his transmigration.

Soon, Fang Chen came to the desk and sat down. He held his phone in one hand and the banknotes in the other.

"Ding! The system has detected 100 taels of silver. Do you agree to spend 100 taels of silver to learn the basic sword technique, Three Styles of Breeze?"

Fang Chen saw that on the phone screen, yes or no had already appeared. Two choices.

Fang Chen was excited. His hand trembled as he pressed the yes button.

In the next second, the banknote in Fang Chen's hand disappeared, and a green figure appeared in his mind.

It was obviously Fang Chen's own appearance, and after the shadow appeared, it began to practice the Three Styles of Breeze. Every move was smooth and natural, much smoother than what Fang Ping had just demonstrated.

"I… I learned it already?"

Fang Chen did not believe it. He formed his fingers into a sword and gestured. He was really familiar with the Three Styles of Breeze.

Fang Chen was overjoyed. If he could learn all the styles of martial arts with 100 taels of silver, it would be too awesome. He would not have to worry about not being able to become a Deva and rewrite the Zhenbei Mansion!

As he was enjoying himself, the system notification sounded again.

"Ding! Host, do you want to spend 10,000 taels of silver to cultivate the Three Styles of Breeze to the maximum level?"

Fang Chen froze.

What did it mean to cultivate to the maximum level?

Although he did not quite understand, 10,000 taels was nothing to the former profligate heir.

"Then I'll try the difference between this 10,000 taels of Breeze III and 100 taels of silver."

Fang Chen went straight to the window of the study and called, "Old Pan, bring me 10,000 taels of silver. There's not enough money."

'What?'

The three figures standing far outside the study froze.

"What do you mean, there isn't enough money? Do we have to spend money in the study? He obviously meant he doesn't have enough paper, and not money?"

Fang Ping and Fang Yinyin both looked at Fang Dapan, waiting for him to take the silver notes.

However, Fang Dapan asked Fang Chen in the study nervously, "Prince, I only have one piece of 10,000 taels notes. Do you want me to get smaller change?"

"Change my ass. Hurry up. It's waiting to be used."

Fang Chen felt that this lackey was out of his mind. He only wanted 10,000 taels of silver. Does getting smaller change help him get more money?

Fang Dapan heard Fang Chen's words and grimaced.

"Is young master normal? He's actually so extravagant? He actually used 10,000 taels of silver to wipe his butt. If this goes on, in less than a year, the Zhenbei Mansion will probably close down, right?"

However, Fang Dapan did not dare to go against Fang Chen's wishes. He quickly covered his mouth and nose and went to the study window.

"Prince, let me give you the banknotes."

Fang saw the slightly open window and handed in a silver note worth ten thousand taels.

"Yeah, sure."

Fang Chen agreed and was about to take the banknotes when Fang Dapan said, "Prince, is this 10,000 taels enough? If not, I still have a handkerchief here. It's more comfortable to use. Why don't I give it to you?"

"What the hell? What's the use of your handkerchief? Can it be used as silver?"

Fang Chen was baffled. He snatched the banknote and closed the window tightly.

This time, he was familiar with it. Seeing the familiar yes and no buttons, Fang Chen directly agreed to spend ten thousand taels of silver.

In the blink of an eye, the ten thousand taels of silver disappeared from his hand. Fang Chen realized that the shadow in his mind had begun to move again.

However, this time, the movements were swift and magical. Soon, they turned into many afterimages and demonstrated the Three Styles of Breeze.

This was the maximum level of the Three Styles of Breeze. It was no longer just a simple sword move, but there were also complicated changes in each move and the direction of the true energy that guided the power of the sword move.

It could be said that 10,000 taels of silver and 100 taels of silver version of the Three Styles of Breeze were worlds apart.

"The power of money is indeed powerful."

At this moment, Fang Chen could clearly feel that when the shadow clone was practicing the Three Forms of Clear Breeze at the maximum level, streams of True Qi flowed endlessly in his body, modifying his meridians.

When he completed the full level of the Three Styles of Breeze, Fang Chen instantly felt that he had actually cultivated to the ninth-grade martial artist realm.

Moreover, Fang Chen had a feeling that his mastery of the Three Styles of Breeze was definitely the best in the world. Even if the founder of the Three Styles of Breeze came, Fang Chen would think that the Three Styles of Breeze he used was stronger.

Although he was only at the ninth-grade, Fang Chen felt that even ordinary seventh-grade and eighth-grade martial artists would not be his match if he used this sword technique that had been cultivated to perfection.

"This phone's ability is amazing. It's really awesome."

Fang Chen was excited.

At that moment, the phone beeped again.

"Ding! Detected that the host has max-level skills. You can unlock the recording function.

The system prompted that the host had two ways to unlock it.

First, the host can directly unlock the camera function by spending one million taels.

[Note: This is the last time you will be paying the system. After this, the host can no longer use taels of silver to make system purchases. Only the silver earned by the host can be used.]

2. The host can automatically unlock the camera function after breaking through to the seventh-grade Martial Artist Realm.

[Note: The last system teaching consumption was not used this time, the host can use this teaching consumption privilege at your discretion].

Please confirm the two options. After confirming, it cannot be changed."

Fang Chen looked at the new system notification and found it difficult to make a choice.