After Ning Yanlan and Jiang Yuan verified their identities with magnetic cards, they headed straight for the core trading area.

"Yanlan, why did you just say that being a martial arts practitioner is not a good thing?" Jiang Yuan asked.

“Ancient martial arts practitioners all have long-standing traditions, but there are no authentic ancient martial arts sects in Nancheng. Therefore, once the major families in Nancheng discover an outsider martial arts practitioner, they either try to recruit him or kill him!”

"Why?"

Ning Yanlan seemed to know what Jiang Yuan was going to ask, and explained without surprise, "It's for the sake of the inheritance of ancient martial arts practitioners! Even if you join a family, your inheritance will still be taken away for various reasons, but at least you've saved your life."

"Then wouldn't I be in danger?" Jiang Yuan frowned.

"To be honest, a power level of only around ten points won't attract the attention of those families!" Ning Yanlan said seriously.

"So it turns out I'm just too weak!" Jiang Yuan said with a wry smile.

“True ancient martial artists with inherited skills are very strong, and they have an unwritten rule that they are only allowed to leave the mountain when they have around fifty points of strength!” Ning Yanlan’s eyes were filled with a strange look.

"Fifty points of strength!" Jiang Yuan was extremely shocked. At the same time, Ning Yanlan's words stirred up a memory in his mind. "Before the cataclysm, did you have any contact with ancient martial arts practitioners?"

After listening, Ning Yanlan pondered for a while, "When I first entered the special department, I saw a senior who could break a large rock with his bare hands. Now that I think about it, he must have had about 30 or 40 points of strength. But that senior was quite old, so he probably didn't seem to be someone with a genuine ancient martial arts lineage!"

"Oh, right!" Ning Yanlan suddenly remembered, "I heard that the Jiang family in Ancheng seems to have some!"

"The Jiang family?"

“However, the Jiang family’s influence is mainly in business. I’ve never actually seen any ancient martial arts practitioners, so I don’t know if they really have any lineage!” Ning Yanlan said uncertainly.

Jiang Yuan's thoughts flew back to those four years. In his hazy memory, someone had told him this: one is not allowed to leave until one's strength reaches fifty.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Ning Yanlan poked Jiang Yuan's waist.

"Oh!" Jiang Yuan snapped out of his daze, that memory once again going blank. "It's nothing!"

"What's wrong? Are you homesick?" Ning Yanlan asked with a smile, because the Jiang family was in Ancheng, and Jiang Yuan had once said that his hometown was in Ancheng.

Jiang Yuan gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Whether I want to or not, I'm still homeless!"

"Look at you, you never take my words to heart!" Ning Yanlan rolled her eyes at him. "What did I tell you before? From now on, wherever I am is your home. I've already given you my parents, and you still say you have no home!"

"I thought you were joking!" Jiang Yuan didn't take it seriously.

"Do I look like someone who's joking?" Ning Yanlan threatened through gritted teeth.

"It doesn't look like it!" Jiang Yuan replied with a wry smile.

"Hmph!" Ning Yan snorted irritably. "You have to keep me company and have a good time shopping today, or I definitely won't forgive you!"

"You're already angry?" Jiang Yuan said with a forced smile.

"I was being so serious when I told you this, and you took it as a joke. Shouldn't I be angry?" Ning Yanlan retorted.

“Sure! Then I’ll go shopping with you and buy whatever you want!” Jiang Yuan reacted quickly and gave the standard answer.

"Of course, the storage ring is in my hands anyway, and you can't stop me from buying things!"

Ning Yanlan only smiled when the topic of buying things came up.

Thinking of Ning Yanlan's impulsiveness that morning, Jiang Yuan immediately said, "Beautiful lady, can I bargain for you? Your assets are simply not enough for this kind of purchase!"

Things are different now. Before, Ning Yanlan could buy whatever she wanted with a few million yuan from her family, but now that money is like waste paper. The only things she can afford are Holy Spirit Stones and Core items.

Ning Yanlan's eyes twitched, but considering her spending habits, she reluctantly agreed.

"Let's take a walk around first, buy all the good stuff, and then find a place to set up a stall and sell the things we don't need!" Ning Yanlan suggested.

"It's so big, are we really going to browse through it all?" Jiang Yuan glanced at the trading area, which had at least several hundred stalls. It would be noon by the time they finished.

"You!!!" Ning Yanlan was furious. This guy had just said he would accompany her to have fun, but now he had already gone back on his word before they even started shopping. His attitude was extremely improper.

"Okay, okay! I'll go through them all!" Jiang Yuan raised his hands in surrender, determined to finish what he had promised, even if it meant crying.

"Whose good-for-nothing son is this, coming to stroll around the core trading area without even having awakened his spiritual power?"

Just as Jiang Yuan and Ning Yanlan were about to happily go shopping, a discordant voice rang out from behind them.