Chapter 311: Chapter 307: New Year’s Eve

The Dark Gate was dark and profound.

It might harbor danger, or it might hold opportunity.

Just as Ye Xing’s body neared the Dark Gate, his expression suddenly changed, and he shot backward.

"The Dark Gate just seemed to be devouring my True Essence Power!" Ye Xing’s brow was furrowed, his gaze incomparably solemn.

In the instant before he’d stepped through the Dark Gate, Ye Xing had felt his True Essence Power continuously draining away. True Essence Power was the Energy needed to activate the Purple Light Group. ’If I lose my True Essence Power, doesn’t that mean I’ll be trapped inside the Dark Gate?’

’Forget it. I’m not going in. Rushing in so recklessly is just too dangerous. I’ll wait until after the New Year. Once I’m fully prepared, I’ll reconsider whether to enter.’ Ye Xing’s eyes flickered as he forcefully suppressed his intense curiosity.

He immediately turned and walked back, returning to the Aqua Blue Light Gate. He lifted his foot and stepped through.

The next moment, the scene before him shifted. Ye Xing appeared in the old well of his ancestral home on Earth.

The moment he returned to Earth, the phone in his pocket began to BEEP incessantly. It was clearly flooded with all sorts of unread text messages and missed calls.

Ye Xing immediately took out his phone, swiped the screen, and opened his messages to check.

The first message he saw was from his bank, notifying him that eighty million yuan had just been deposited into his account.

’That Wu Qiang!’ Ye Xing couldn’t help but smile with a sense of resignation.

Without a doubt, the enormous sum was from Wu Qiang, and this wasn’t the first time it had happened.

The Changsheng Martial Arts Hall had developed with incredible speed. In just a few short months, the Longevity Fist had taken the nation by storm, with branches opening in cities all across the country. Many office workers, and even students and retirees, frequented the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall to practice the Longevity Fist. As a result, the hall’s profits were immense.

In truth, Ye Xing had only taught them the Longevity Fist on a whim. After all, the Longevity Fist was just an ordinary Fist Skill. It could help people improve their health and fitness without attracting the attention of the authorities. Its nature was similar to things like Taekwondo or yoga. Of course, its effects were certainly much better than Taekwondo or yoga. No matter how ordinary it seemed, it was still a Fist Skill practiced by Martial Artists from the Martial Arts Continent. If not for the sparse Primordial Qi on Earth, it might have even given rise to a new batch of Martial Artists at the Qi Cultivation Stage.

It was a casual act for Ye Xing, but to Wu Qiang, it was a life-changing favor. Because of this, fifty percent of the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall’s profits went toward the hall’s expansion. Wu Qiang gave the other half to Ye Xing, the master who had taught him the Fist Skill.

At the time, Ye Xing had refused outright. To him, money was just a number; as long as he had enough to get by, it was fine. Otherwise, if he really wanted to, with his abilities he could make tens of billions, even hundreds of billions, at any time.

But even though Ye Xing had refused, Wu Qiang got his account number from Zhu Dazhuang and started wiring him money every month. It left Ye Xing feeling exasperated. ’I can’t exactly chew him out for his good intentions, can I?’

And so, every month, tens of millions of yuan would appear in Ye Xing’s bank account. As the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall continued to grow, the amount just kept increasing.

There were many messages, and Ye Xing scrolled through them quickly. Many were Happy New Year wishes from classmates and friends.

After finishing with the texts, Ye Xing switched over to his missed calls and was startled by what he saw.

There was a long list of missed calls, sixty or seventy in total. About half of them were from his mom and dad.

’Oh, crap. I’m dead! This time in seclusion must have worried them sick.’ Ye Xing gave a bitter smile and, bracing himself, dialed his mom’s number.

BEEP... BEEP BEEP!

The call connected quickly.

"Hey, Mom!" Ye Xing said, his voice laced with guilt.

"You... You brat! You finally decided to call? Do you know what day it is? Where have you been fooling around all this time..."

Sure enough, he was met with a furious, rapid-fire lecture from his mother. Ye Xing could only brace himself and listen, doing his best to placate her with an apologetic tone.

Thankfully, after nagging and scolding him for a while, his mother’s anger subsided a bit. She told him to get his butt home for the New Year immediately.

’Phew, that’s finally over. That few-minute phone call was more exhausting than fighting an Innate Realm expert!’ Ye Xing thought with a bitter smile. He put his phone away, left the ancestral home, and prepared to drive to his new house in Luoxian County.

Today was New Year’s Eve, and the village was clearly much livelier than usual. Many of the villagers who worked out of town had returned home for the holiday, and every door was adorned with new Spring Festival couplets.

The streets were festooned with lights and decorations. Two rows of large red lanterns hung high overhead, stretching far into the distance. At the village entrance, a few little rascals were gleefully setting off firecrackers.

Sometimes they’d light a firecracker and toss it into the water, sending up a great splash. Other times, they’d light one on the ground and cover it with an empty tin can. A few seconds later, with a loud BANG, the can would be sent flying into the air, and the group of little hellions would immediately start cheering and chattering with delight.

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