The Nine Yang Divine Skill is a top-tier martial art, incomparable to the crude martial arts of this world. It contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and practitioners can not only directly skip the body tempering stage, but also cultivate at an incredibly fast speed!

Over the past three months, the Zhao family members have been constantly going out to gain experience, and with their extraordinary Nine Yang Divine Skill, they have made quite a name for themselves in the dynasty.

The Zhao family made great contributions during this border crisis. With the support of Dongfang Qingyun, they were able to gain a firm foothold in Zhanzhou and lay the foundation for becoming a top family!

The Zhao family also treated its subordinates differently. Zhao Wuji was extremely kind and generous, and the monthly salary he gave to the maids and guards in his household was twice that of other families, which earned him a good reputation.

Meng Fan once asked Zhao Wuji about this matter. Zhao Wuji said that he himself came from a guard background and knew the difficulties of people at the bottom. He had succeeded in his business and wanted to help those at the bottom as much as he could.

Of course, he didn't give money blindly, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to save up those tens of thousands of taels of silver!

As a successor to socialism, Meng Fan not only did not blame him for spending so much money every month, but also encouraged him to continue to serve the people. He didn't say much, because even if he did, Zhao Wuji might not understand!

In Sunset City, a young man walks on a wide road.

Meng Qi came to visit his third uncle, who was a guard for the Zhao family. His uncle had his own small courtyard in Sunset City, and had married and had children.

It must be said that the small courtyard where the guards and many retainers lived was also built with money from Old Master Zhao, but it was sold to the people in the mansion at cost price first.

"Third Uncle, I've come to see you!"

Meng Xiangyi came out of the room, opened the courtyard gate, and said with delight, "Qi'er? What brings you here? Come in quickly."

Meng Qi walked into the courtyard, hugged his third uncle, and said with a smile, "Third Uncle, I joined the Qingyun Sect a few months ago. I came down the mountain today to tell you. If you need anything in the future, remember to come to your nephew. Your nephew is capable now!"

He lived in a small town a hundred miles outside Sunset City. His parents died in the war when he was young, and he and his grandmother depended on each other for survival. Two years ago, his grandmother also passed away, and his only remaining relative was his third uncle. Meng Xiangyi sent part of his monthly salary back to raise him and also paid for him to learn martial arts at the martial arts school in town. It can be said that the uncle and nephew were as close as father and son.

"Qingyun Sect? Didn't they write you a letter telling you to come and join the Zhao family?"

"Third Uncle, isn't it much better for me to be a guard in the Zhao family than to be noticed by a passing elder of the Qingyun Sect?"

Meng Xiangyi said righteously, "You kid, why didn't you discuss it with me first? Don't underestimate working for the Zhao family. If it weren't for my connections, most people wouldn't be able to get this job."

Then he sighed and said, "Never mind, our guard chief always says that everyone has their own opportunities. Now that you have entered the Qingyun Sect, then study hard. I will have done right by my elder brother."

"Qi'er?" A young woman came out of the house, holding a child in her arms.

"Auntie."

"Qi'er, come inside quickly. It's been so long since I've seen you. You've grown into a big young man. In a while, your aunt will arrange a marriage for you, and I'll also ask your third uncle to find you a job."

"This kid joined the Qingyun Sect and looks down on working for the Zhao family," Meng Xiangyi said indignantly.

"Qi'er, why don't you listen to your third uncle? The Zhao family treats its servants kindly, and things are different now than before; they are not comparable to the Qingyun Sect!"

Meng Qi didn't seem to care, saying, "What skills can I learn in the Zhao family? I've become an apprentice under an elder, and the resources, cultivation methods, and martial arts are all the best. These few months of training are better than ten years in the Zhao family!"

Meng Xiangyi grew angrier as he listened. "Fine, fine, I won't argue with you. Let me see how well you've learned your skills."

Meng Qi had always wanted to use his martial arts skills to help others. He had always been number one in the martial arts hall, otherwise he would not have been chosen by the elders. Now, he wanted to test his skills by sparring with his third uncle. He immediately said, "Third Uncle, I am practicing the Qingyun Technique personally taught by the elders. I will hold back my strength. Don't push yourself if you can't hold on."

"Enough with the nonsense." Meng Xiangyi immediately struck out with his palm, his joints crackling like firecrackers. He was practicing a hard martial art called 'A String of Whips' that he had selected from the library. Despite its unimpressive name, it was considered a divine skill in this world.

Fearing he might hurt his nephew, he withdrew eight-tenths of his strength, leaving only two-tenths to attack.

Meng Qi didn't take it seriously. He saw that there was no sign of internal energy circulating in his third uncle's hands, so he underestimated him. He also used only two levels of his power to activate the Azure Cloud Technique, because he was afraid of hurting his third uncle.

But when Meng Xiangyi's iron palm came close, he felt an unparalleled force pressing down on him, and it was too late to circulate his power.

The result was naturally disastrous. Meng Qi was sent flying by a palm strike, crashing through the courtyard wall and convulsing on the ground. Meng Xiangyi rushed forward, took out a pill from his pocket, and fed it to Meng Qi.

"You're not a child anymore, how can you be so reckless? If anything happens to Qi'er, I'd love to see how you explain it to your parents!"

"I only used two layers of force at first, but when I saw that he didn't take it seriously, I held back another layer of force. I didn't expect..." This was also because he hadn't sparred with anyone since he started practicing the whip. He only felt that he was much stronger than before, but he didn't really have a clear idea of ​​what he was doing.

Fortunately, Meng Qi was only knocked away by the force and did not suffer any internal injuries, otherwise Meng Xiangyi really didn't know what would have happened!

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Qi slowly got up and looked at Meng Xiangyi with resentment: "Third Uncle, I only used two-tenths of my strength, but you went all out. If you wanted to beat me up, just say so."

Seeing that his nephew was alright, Meng Xiangyi breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head, and whispered, "I only used a fraction of my strength!"

"..."

"You've been training for so many years, and I've only been training for less than a year!"

"I've only been training for less than three months."

"..."

Meng Qi stayed at his third uncle's house for three days and sparred with him many times. This made him realize the gap between him and his third uncle. Meng Xiangyi stood there without moving, and even when he used all his strength, he couldn't do anything to his third uncle. This made him start to ask himself if what he had learned was really the ultimate skill of the Qingyun Sect.

I must be an idiot!

...

After the Wang family fell from power, Zhao Wuji wanted to buy the Wang family's property and give it to Meng Fan. Meng Fan refused, saying he wasn't used to living in such a large house and wouldn't stay there for long. He thought it would be more practical to transform it into the largest entertainment venue in Zhanzhou to generate profits!

With Meng Fan's elixirs and dedicated instruction in cultivation techniques, Zhao Wuji reached the Grandmaster level of internal energy cultivation two months later. He also left behind a number of miraculous elixirs and instructed Zhao Wuji to seek help from the Sweeper Monk and Xiao Feng if needed before leaving Sunset City with peace of mind.

His destination was the capital of Zhanzhou, where one of the three richest men in the dynasty lived. Meng Fan decided to go there to see if he could win people over with his virtue.

Inside the luxurious carriage, Meng Fan enjoyed being fed by Lian Yue and Lian Xing, while Cao Zhengchun outside focused on driving, showing no expression at the occasional sounds coming from inside the carriage!