Shen Han stayed home for a few more days of intense cultivation.
Refining his qi and blood, his physical strength remained inexhaustible.
With the aid of the Mountain and River Body Refining Skill, Shen Han felt that his physical strength had greatly increased.
Besides, his body was also changing.
No excess flesh, his figure becoming ever more perfect.
Shen Han, who was originally quite handsome, had gained even more charm.
Feeling his own condition, he seemed to be advancing towards the Ninth Grade of Martial Arts.
Having neglected the Martial Path for seventeen years, it was astonishing to see such improvement in such a short time; the Mountain and River Body Refining Skill was indeed mysterious.
Besides refining the body, the Lonely Wind Snow-Treading Step was also not neglected.
His steps were light, brushing through the snow without a trace.
The Body Technique is the most difficult cultivation technique.
Without absolute power suppression, a martial artist with superior Body Technique is definitely stronger than others.
Shen Han knew very little about the Martial Path of Great Wei.
Even most of it was understood through hearsay.
With his limited knowledge, Shen Han felt that now, at least he could hold on for a few moves against his peers.
No longer, as before, to be oppressed with angry stares, feeling his muscles and bones aching as if they would split.
Shen Han was well aware of his predicament.
The closer the wedding date, the more dangers he would face.
Now that he had an excellent Cultivation Method, he must cherish it.
The rations had been eaten up in these few days.
After the physical enhancement, his appetite had increased tremendously.
He needed to earn some money, buy some rations to have enough time for cultivation.
After pondering for a while, Shen Han picked up the manuals he had previously purchased.
After extracting the negative entries, although these manuals were not much use to him, they could certainly be sold for some money.
Shen Han pulled out a piece of cloth, wrapped the eight manuals, and headed toward the East Market.
The East Market was bustling daily, with numerous buyers and sellers.
There was an empty space in front of the tavern, so Shen Han sat down and laid out the eight manuals.
After extracting the negative entries, these manuals were precious enough for ordinary people.
Sitting on the ground, Shen Han was in no hurry, waiting patiently for customers to come.
Inside the tavern behind him, drinkers were chatting over drinks about interesting events in Yun’an City.
Taverns and such places were typically hubs for information; all kinds of news liked to make a round in them.
The drinkers also enjoyed having others listen to their conversations.
A group of people listening to one’s highbrow discourse always gave a shallow sense of superiority.
Shen Han sat against the wall, listening quietly.
News about how the rich man from the New Market took a concubine, a fire broke out on Eight Mansions Street days ago, a Fairy moving into Yun’an Tavern...
The tavern was noisy, with all kinds of news.
After a while, amidst the tavern’s clamor, the name Su Jinyu drifted out, and Shen Han couldn’t help but turn his head.
"What are we betting on? She definitely won’t marry that ill-fated Shen Han. Su Jinyu is so adored by the Su Family, how could they let her suffer?"
"This is a marriage granted by the Imperial Family. Can the Su Family really annul the engagement?"
"Why can’t they annul the marriage? If that ill-fated Shen Han suddenly dies, wouldn’t the marriage be easily annulled?
"Seems plausible, cut off that ill-fated one’s descendants, then how could the Royal Family force the Su Family’s pride to marry a eunuch?"
The drinkers laughed heartily while munching on peanuts.
"I recently heard that Su Jinyu had joined Xiaoyao Immortal Mountain and severed the Xiansha River with one sword.
Xiaoyao Peak stated she’s expected to step into the realm of the Sword Immortal, becoming Great Wei’s first Female Sword Immortal.
If this is true, she indeed cannot marry that ill-fated neglect of the Shen Family."
"She could pair well with the Shen Family’s eldest young master, both being the top talents of the era; it’s said they even fancy each other. Who knows why the Royal Family would mess up the match?"
"If so, wouldn’t that mean Shen Han is stealing his sister-in-law?"
"Hahaha, being such a waste, Su Jinyu might get excited just by glancing at him, yet he thinks of ’stealing’ his sister-in-law~"
The drinkers laughed loudly again.
In the idle chatter, Shen Han was often the clownish figure.