Chapter 6: Am I Inferior to a Martial Artist?

The shop owner rolled his eyes and said, “You don’t even drink it, so why care about the taste?”
It was nearly dark, and here he was scaring people.
To this, Fang Qingyun could only scoff inwardly.
Who are you looking down on!
If you’re frightened now, what would you do if I downed a few bottles right here? Would you wet yourself?
“Three bottles of Didiwei, I’ll buy more after I finish them.”
The shop owner’s body stiffened, staring at Fang Qingyun in horror.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re going to drink it? You want to drink it?”
“Are you kidding? Is Didiwei even drinkable?” Fang Qingyun snapped, his face furious. “I clearly said ‘use,’ not ‘drink.’ Is your Didiwei meant for drinking? Show me if you can.”
What nonsense!
I’m only in my fifties!
I’m still young, planning for a second child. How could I possibly mishear?
“Young man, you’re still at the start of your life. Don’t do anything foolish. Look at me, I’ve struggled for forty years, muddling through, but I’m ready to struggle for another forty. Live a brilliant life…”
“In other words, I could complain to you for forty years, and if lucky, for eighty years?”
The shop owner: “……”
Fang Qingyun curled his lips. “Hurry up and give me the medicine. Also, give me two bottles each of ‘Death to Enemies’ and ‘Exterminator Spirit,’ and bring out ‘Three Thousand Fates’—I’ll take them all!”
The shop owner was instantly relieved.
With that much poison, you could kill a demon.
Suicide?
Impossible!
Unless it’s from overeating!
Still, he remained suspicious, eyeing Fang Qingyun. “How large is your land, how much do you produce, to use so much?”
“Forty, forty…”
The shop owner spoke seriously. “Young man, let me tell you, buying medicine here requires registration. If something happens…”
“Here’s my ID, and my home address.”
Fang Qingyun slapped down two documents on the counter.
Before coming here, he’d already learned the purchasing process.
The shop owner still hesitated. “Young man, could you tell me…”
“Eighty, eighty…”
The shop owner, feeling aggrieved, gave up.
Watching Fang Qingyun leave, he muttered angrily, “Hope you accidentally ingest Didiwei!”
After his body was transformed, Fang Qingyun’s hearing had sharpened.
The shop owner’s muttering didn’t escape him.
He said nothing, merely turned to look at the shop owner, giving him a fatherly smile.
Silly child!
Accidentally ingest?
Impossible for a lifetime!
…
Minghua Community.
Patrols were everywhere along the way.
Clearly, the appearance of the Spider Demon couldn’t be concealed, leaving the residents of Minghua both angry and fearful.
No doubt, real martial artists were patrolling in secret.
This time, it was completely safe.
Fang Qingyun’s home had already been repaired.
Courtesy of Zhao Junhong.
Fang Qingyun didn’t care much.
Both he and Zhao Junhong were the kind who had no shortage of money.

Zhao Junhong was the son of a lord, with mines at home.
Fang Qingyun’s parents, though killed in battle, left him a considerable fortune and shares in several companies. The annual dividends were enough for him to live comfortably for life.
The damage to his home cost barely anything.
“Hoo!”
Fang Qingyun threw himself onto the bed, rested a while, then took out a bottle of Didiwei, inhaled deeply, and murmured, “For tomorrow’s college entrance exam, here goes.”
He didn’t know how to become a martial artist, but had learned that the stronger an ordinary person was, the greater the chance of becoming one.
“Glug!”
Didiwei, downed in one gulp!
Then, Fang Qingyun braced himself, quietly awaiting death’s arrival.
One second…
Two seconds…
“Damn!”
Fang Qingyun’s eyes widened.
No effect?
Aside from the awful taste, it was still awful!
“Physique!” he muttered. “My constitution has grown stronger? Didiwei doesn’t affect me anymore.”
“I need a stronger poison, something more lethal!”
He looked at ‘Exterminator Spirit’ and ‘Death to Enemies.’
Both were slightly stronger than Didiwei.
“Glug!”
Another bottle downed.
After a while, his Origin Points finally began to pulse.
Fang Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief.
Beautiful!
Refreshing!
And because his constitution was stronger, he could endure it longer, gaining more Origin Points.
This time, Fang Qingyun lasted four minutes, only increasing his physique when death felt imminent.
【Physique +1】
【Physique: 7】
“Remaining Origin Points: 257!”
Can’t add too much physique, or the poison won’t work.
Besides, saving Origin Points is delightful!
Fang Qingyun grabbed another bottle of poison and poured it down his throat.
Origin pulsed again.
This ever-growing strength—damn, it feels good!
…
The night passed quickly.
Fang Qingyun, sporting panda eyes, stepped out of his home.
A smile played at his lips, and his stride carried a hint of rebellious disregard.
No doubt, he was the brightest star in Minghua Community!
He had been busy all night.
He started with drinking simply, then mixing, then purifying before drinking.
He also had to stay focused, lest he accidentally died.
Exhausting!
But the results were enormous.
A wealthy lady walking her dog passed by, glanced at Fang Qingyun, and sighed softly.
Someone nearby asked, “Who’s that? So cheerful this early—did he find some money?”
“The son of Mr. and Mrs. Fang Zhiheng.”

The lady sighed, “Today that child will take the college entrance exam.”
Mr. and Mrs. Fang Zhiheng?
College exam?
The person paused, then sighed as well.
The Fang Zhiheng couple was well-known in Flower City.
Five years ago, when demons invaded Flower City, all martial artists rose up, fighting with their lives and blood to drive them out.
The Fang Zhiheng couple was among them.
Together, they wounded a powerful demon clan member, forcing him to flee and breaking the balance between the demon clan and humanity’s elite, leading Flower City to victory.
That person asked, “Didn’t the authorities help their child? Surely they’d help him become a martial artist?”
The lady shrugged, “Who knows!”
Five years, and nothing from above.
Now, on the eve of the college exam!
Knowing those people, if they’d given him any benefit, they’d have advertised it heavily, wanting everyone to know.
That way, they’d persuade more to risk their lives for them.
It was only natural.
Given their character, there’s no point expecting anything.
A pity, though, for Fang Qingyun.
The martial artist threshold is a chasm.
Countless are stuck at this hurdle.
The lady sighed helplessly.
“That child’s state just now wasn’t right—he must be under immense pressure. Oh well, if he can’t become a martial artist, so be it. What’s so good about being one? Look at his parents…”
Despite what she said, the lady and her peers would still send their children to the college entrance exam, hoping they could become martial artists.
Martial artists—those above all!
Ordinary people and martial artists almost live in two worlds.
Even if it means fighting dangerous demons, so what?
If Fang Qingyun knew of the lady’s sigh, he’d surely tell her:
Pressure?
It doesn’t exist!
It never could.
Now, just seeing his attribute panel made him want to laugh.
【Host: Fang Qingyun】
【Strength: 7 (+)】
【Speed: 7 (+)】
【Physique: 10 (+)】
【Spirit: 7 (+)】
【Origin Points: 654】
Earth-shattering!
Fang Qingyun’s attributes could only be described as earth-shattering.
Now, he was strong, walked with vigor, and had a resilient spirit.
Most importantly—he had money in his pocket!
At this moment, Fang Qingyun was itching to challenge a real martial artist head-on, just to see how much less he really was!
“College exam, here I come!”
“With such good looks, such beautiful attributes, I refuse to believe I can’t become a martial artist!”
Fang Qingyun wore a fierce smile.