Gou Zai Xian Cultivation in both the Immortal and Martial Realms and the Republic of China

Chapter 28 Young Master Meng, the Gatekeeper and Guardian

Fang Qi does not fight battles he is not confident of winning.

He made a special effort to inquire before coming.

The Longmen Trading Company has two young masters: Cheng Ting and Cheng Fujun.

This renowned figure in the Tianjin trading company started working with Cheng's father when he was a teenager. In his early twenties, he married into a business family and took over half of the Longmen Trading Company's business.

But even now, in her thirties, she still has no children.

For the past ten years, Longmen Trading Company has been searching for the cause both openly and secretly, trying traditional medicine, Western medicine, Japanese medicine, and even praying to gods and Buddhas.

As a result, it was all in vain.

The reason for this remains unknown.

Fang Qi naturally didn't know why either, but he could tell from Cheng Fujun's medical consultations over the past ten years that there must be something wrong with his health.

Therefore, he specifically bought two Phoenix Nourishing Pills, or Yin-Yang Harmony Pills, from the cultivation world.

It only costs three spirit stones and is quite common in the market.

"Mr. Fang!"

Upon hearing Fang Qi suddenly bring up this matter, Cheng Ting's expression changed drastically, and he quickly interrupted.

His elder brother had no children, which was a taboo subject in the Cheng family, and no one dared to mention it.

Even within the Tianjin business community, almost no one mentions it to the person's face.

Fang Qi's words were undoubtedly a major taboo, and he was likely to anger his elder brother.

Cheng Fujun's face turned ugly, and the thought of killing someone instantly popped into his mind.

But when he smelled the aroma emanating from the large and small pills in the sandalwood box, he experienced a strange sensation in his body.

I've never experienced this feeling in the past ten years of seeking medical help.

The anger subsided, replaced by an irrepressible joy.

"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Fang." Cheng Fujun picked up his wine glass, stood up, and toasted Fang Qi. "Tomorrow, I will have Cheng Ting send ten demons to the Fang residence."

"What do you think, Mr. Fang, about adding ten more next month?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ting was stunned.

Surprisingly, the eldest brother wasn't angry; he even considered cooperating with him!

Could it be that Mr. Fang's pills, large and small, really have an effect?

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Cheng." Fang Qi smiled, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

He understood Cheng Fujun's arrangement.

The tenth meeting tomorrow is related to Cheng Ting, and it's about maintaining connections.

However, by the tenth of next month, there seems to be a delaying tactic to confirm the outcome.

A month is enough time to confirm whether the Hehuan Yin-Yang Pill is effective.

If it works well, then the demons and monsters will cooperate and succeed.

If it's useless, then there won't be a next month.

That's what business people are like; they leave room for maneuver in everything they do, both for themselves and others.

Fang Qi didn't care about this. Although the Hehuan Pill was a common spiritual medicine in the cultivation world, its efficacy had been certified by the market. Otherwise, it wouldn't have become a long-term supply of spiritual medicine in places like the Fengyue Tower.

With the initial cooperation agreement reached, the next step is to raise a glass and enjoy the drinks.

Cheng Fujun was preoccupied with returning to test the medicine, so after drinking it for half an hour, he said he had urgent business to attend to and then asked Cheng Ting to send Fang Qi back to the Fang residence.

As soon as the two got out of the black Ford, they saw a person standing at the door.

"Brother Meng?" Cheng Ting looked over with some surprise.

The person standing at the entrance of the Fang residence was none other than Meng Yusen, who had been blasted out of the residence by Fang Qi with a single punch earlier.

When Meng Yusen saw Fang Qi and Cheng Ting return together, his expression subtly changed, and there seemed to be hesitation in his eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, he gritted his teeth, put on a stern face, and walked over coldly.

Another challenge?

Cheng Ting subconsciously thought...

Fang Qi also shook his arms, preparing to loosen up his muscles and bones.

Who knew?

Meng Yusen bowed deeply, his tone cold and hard: "I beg Mr. Fang to grant me the position of a bodyguard."

Cheng Ting's ears twitched, and his eyes darted up and down.

Meng Yusen? A hospital guard?

Did I hear that right?

Fang Qi had his fists clenched, but one sentence completely threw him into a daze.

"Please, Mr. Fang, grant me the position of a guard!" Meng Yusen repeated.

Ever since he was knocked down by a single punch last time, he clearly realized one thing: he had been surpassed by Fang Qi.

As the son of the vice master of the Fenglei Martial Arts School and a genius who had comprehended the inner realm, he harbored a deep resentment.

He wanted to prove that he could surpass Fang Qi.

Therefore, he made a decision: he would stay in the Fang family mansion, endure humiliation and hardship, until one day he could defeat Fang Qi!

"Are you alright?" Fang Qi rubbed his ear to make sure he hadn't misheard. "Should we get a doctor to take a closer look?"

He remembered that he hadn't hit this guy on the head last time.

"If Mr. Fang doesn't agree, I won't leave!" Meng Yusen gritted his teeth, feeling ashamed and angry.

That's exactly the effect he wanted. The more Fang Qi humiliated him, the stronger his fighting spirit would become!

Cheng Ting, watching from the side, was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Who is Meng Yusen? He is the son of Meng Changming, the vice master of Fenglei Martial Arts School, who is known as "Wind God Legs". His talent far surpasses that of his peers.

What kind of bodyguard would someone like this come here to be?

The new Western liquor at Wangjiang Pavilion must be fake; drinking too much of it will make you lose your senses.

He pushed up his round-framed glasses, jumped into the car, and gave an awkward smile: "Mr. Fang, Brother Meng, I have something to attend to, so I'll be going now. Um... you two have a good chat."

Meng Yusen looked like a woman who had been taken advantage of and was now clinging to the Fang family.

If this gets out, it will definitely make it into the Tianjin Morning and Evening News. If he doesn't hurry, it will probably be exaggerated and sensationalized.

"Guard Lin," Fang Qi said, not wanting to waste time on this man, and strode into the mansion, calling Lin Zhan over, "Send Young Master Meng back."

"I said, if you don't agree, I won't leave." Meng Yusen's expression was serious, and his will was firm.

Fang Qi paused slightly, then waved his hand: "Whatever you want."

This person has never experienced setbacks.

If you put them through a couple of days of hardship and pressure, they'll leave on their own.

After taking a couple of steps, he said, "Oh right, no salary."

Meng Yusen's face darkened, feeling deeply humiliated.

He felt like a stoic lion at that moment.

Once it erupts, it will surely avenge all the past humiliations!

Lin Zhan, Lin Zhou, Chen Qing, and the others probably already knew the cause and effect, and couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

Why would the dignified Young Master Meng, the young master of the restaurant, come here to compete with them for their livelihood?

While pondering, Meng Yusen turned his sinister gaze toward them.

"When you carried me out that day, did you step out with your left foot first?"

Lin Zhan and Lin Zhou looked puzzled.

......

Meanwhile, in the distant high-rise buildings.

Meng Yusen's father, Meng Changming, had a gloomy expression. In front of him, a person bowed and reported.

"Master, only Cheng Ting and three rickshaws passed by the Fang residence just now."

Meng Changming gripped the handrail, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his voice icy: "Kill all the rickshaw drivers."

"Then the young master..."

"Keep a close eye on them."

"Yes."

......

Fang Qi never expected that his first bodyguard with internal strength would appear in this way, and that it would be Meng Yusen.

However, he just smiled, took the Qi and Blood Secret Medicine, and began practicing martial arts.

After the twelve regular meridians were fully opened, he also opened the first two of the eight extraordinary meridians.

"After entering the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, the effects of this Blood Gold Essence are getting worse and worse..."

After taking five doses of the medicine, the increase in qi and blood was only half of what it used to be, and the effect was still decreasing.

"As the tide rises, so does the boat; as one's cultivation level increases, the required medicinal ingredients also need to be upgraded."

Fang Qi asked Liu Yanru if she had any better Qi and Blood Elixirs, but unfortunately Liu Yanru herself only had the strength of the seventh of the twelve meridians, and within her scope of authority, she was at most at the Blood Gold Origin level.

"The major medicine needs to be upgraded, and we also need to find a way to get the Transformation Realm martial arts as soon as possible."

According to his estimation, the Transformation Realm would be equivalent to the late stage of Body Refinement. If one cultivates to a higher level, it might be comparable to the Perfected Body Refinement Realm, or even the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Since I haven't had any experience with this, it's difficult to give a specific assessment.

However, the path of martial arts in the Republic of China era could very likely lead to the foundation building stage as well.

"Foundation Building..."

Fang Qi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a still pool.

It's true that martial arts is a path to building a foundation, but he won't bet everything on just that one path.

In the cultivation world, plans for Foundation Establishment are also beginning to be made.

......

The next day, noon.

Fang Qi was eating when Cheng Ting, as promised, indeed delivered ten demons.

"They were all just killed and have already been dissected. The fur, bones, flesh, and demon pearls are all there."

The term "demon pearl" is the same as "demon core," used in the Republic of China era.

Cheng Ting patted the truck behind him.

Five trucks, covered with tarpaulins, could not conceal the ferocity and bloodshed emanating from them.

Meng Yusen, Lin Zhan, Lin Zhou, and the other guards were stunned when they saw the demonic beast legs sticking out from the back of a truck.

Lin Zhan and the others were better off, at least it wasn't the first time they had seen this scene.

Meng Yusen was terrified.

Could it be that Fang Qi's rapid progress is because he eats demons every day?

Without saying a word, he walked to the truck and said coldly, "I want to buy five."