6.
Waking up, the first thing Yang Ze did was look at the transparent screen in front of him. Other than the {Upgrade} option, he had basically figured out the function of the plug-in.
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{Name : Yang Ze}
{Realm : Qi Condensing}
{XP : 100/300}
{Technique : Seaheart Art First Layer}
{Martial Arts : Black Tiger Blade Technique 'Introduction'} [0/100] +
{Efficiency : 100 XP/day}
{Level : 1} (0/10 spirit stones needed to upgrade)
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Looking at the 100 XP and the '+' sign, Yang Ze thought for a moment. Right now he was getting 100 XP every day. He could wait for two more days to improve his realm or just use it now to improve the martial arts.
It was at this moment Yang Ze realized how weak his determination was. In face of immediate strength, he wasn't able to control himself.
"Well, I mean, who knows what will happen in two days. I should focus on improving myself."
"Yeah. Yeah. That is the exact reason."
From his childhood, he had been a fan of martial arts. Growing up watching all those movies, it won't be excessive to say that he wanted to become someone just like them.
After making up his mind, Yang Ze pushed the '+' button at the Black Tiger Blade Technique.
"Boom."
The moment he pressed it, Yang Ze lost consciousness. The last thing he remembered was falling back on the bed he had just woken up from.
"Second Young master.."
After two hours, old Xie entered the room carrying breakfast. But after looking at Yang Ze sleeping on the bed, he stopped his voice and slowly walked out of the room.
...
Yang Ze didn't remember how long he slept. The moment he opened his eyes, his entire body was numb.
"Ugh. The fuck."
Standing up slowly, Yang Ze almost fell to the ground. It was as if after the sleep his body forgot to walk.
Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the room. The first thing that greeted him was a plate of food that was placed neatly on the table that was just outside his house attached to the wall.
Looking at the steam rising from the porridge, he stopped for a moment before devouring the food. Even after wiping the plate clean, Yang Ze was still feeling dizzy and hungry. It was as if there wasn't enough strength in his body.
"The ginseng."
Taking out the ginseng from his pocket, Yang Ze finished it in three bites. At this moment, the qi in his body was turning the ginseng into pure energy and nutrients.
It wasn't until an hour later that the feeling of dizziness and hunger completely subsided.
Yang Ze looked at the screen once more before focusing his sight on the martial arts.
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{Name : Yang Ze}
{Realm : Qi Condensing}
{XP : 0/300}
{Technique : Seaheart Art First Layer}
{Martial Arts : Black Tiger Blade Technique 'Small Accomplishment'} [0/300]
{Efficiency : 100 XP/day}
{Level : 1} (0/10 spirit stones needed to upgrade)
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At this moment, in the deepest part of his memories, there were memories of him practicing the Black Tiger Blade Technique. It was as if this technique was another instinct of this body.
After making up his mind, Yang Ze picked up the stick before walking back inside the house. There was no way in hell he was going to practice outside in the open. It would be endless trouble if someone saw him.
After closing his door and blowing out all the candles, Yang Ze stood silently in the dark for a long time.
The moment he opened his eyes again, he rushed forward. Compared to yesterday, his speed, as well as his posture, was completely different. It was as if he practiced this set of moves tens of thousands of times.
Slashing upward, his body didn't leap into the air this time. His right foot which was on the ground suddenly twisted and his body which was still for an instant rotated 360 before slashing out horizontally.
This didn't end there. After the slash, the hand that was holding the stick suddenly pulled back. At this moment, his body was bent in the shape of a bowstring.
Suddenly he thrust forward with a speed that was impossible to catch with naked eyes.
At this moment the time stood still. Yang Ze was still immersed in the magical feeling of this martial arts. After silently observing the changes in his body, he let out a breath.
"The body..... seems different from before."
Feeling the changes in the body, Yang Ze was silent for a long time. He was too familiar with his body. Till yesterday, his body was filled with strength and muscles, yet it was rigid. There were many movements he was unable to do.
Compared to yesterday, the body right now was more flexible. He was able to bend his body in ways he never thought were possible.
To other people, this was a gradual process that happened throughout the years. This was also the main reason why all the people who stepped into the small accomplishment of the Black Tiger Blade Technique were in their late thirties. Yang Ze was the only anomaly in this world who was able to improve the martial arts in a span of a single day.
At this moment, he realized how great talent his elder brother Yang Hai has.
At this moment, he just wanted to get familiar with his body first.
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Days passed in the blink of an eye. Yang Ze's life was as monotonous as it could have been. His daily routine was to wake up eat, sleep in the garden and then practice the Black Tiger Blade Technique inside the house. During this time he didn't bother to go outside the premise of his small adobe.
Inside the main manor of the Yang family, a family meeting was being held. At the start of every month, they would have this meeting to manage the distribution of resources.
Compared to the past, the family hall this time was unusually quiet.
On the head seat, Yan Yuanzhen was sitting quietly looking at the thick notebook with a wrinkle on his face.
"Patriarch."
At this moment when he was still immersed in it, an old voice interrupted his train of thoughts.
"Old Xie."
Looking at the old XIe who was standing behind him, he frowned for a moment.
"It's like this...."
Moving his mouth near his ear, old Xie started to speak. With every passing second, Yang Yuanzhen face changed from a frown to anger and then finally into disappointment.
"Sigh. Forget it."
After shaking his head, he picked up the thick register in front of him with a firm gaze and started speaking in a cold voice.
"As for the last thing, the resources of Yang Ze shall be distributed to Yang Deyi from now on. As for Yang Ze, he will take care of the textile industry in the city of Darati."
"If there is nothing else, this meeting is adjourned."
Looking at the elders who were sitting there, Yang Yuanzhen didn't bother to wait for them to speak up.
Picking up the register, he stormed out of the room.
"He looks exceptionally gloomy now. What happened?"
A middle-aged man asked with a frown. It was rare for the patriarch of the family to be this gloomy.
"Heh. What else, its his second son."
An elder who looked to be in his sixties said with a sneer.
Instantly the entire meeting place was filled with all sort of voices against Yang Ze.
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As for Yang Ze, he was standing in his room conflicted about the decision he was about to make.