I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes-Chapter 651 - : Shelter, the path to establishing one’s life (vote and subscribe for monthly ticket)_1

Chapter 651: Shelter, the path to establishing one’s life (vote and subscribe for monthly ticket)_1

Pei Jinye left the ruined temple and, before entering the market, encountered greetings from two groups of bandits. After departing, he had a bit more scattered silver on him and an additional fine horse beneath him.

How could it be said otherwise? The lads were all too eager, stretching out their necks to offer money and a mount.

In a short time, Pei Jinye was mounted on a white horse, meandering through the woods.

From this encounter, he knew somewhat of his own strength.

Dealing with these gang members didn’t even require ten percent of his efforts, and he effortlessly crushed them.

It seemed that even those first-rate experts from his memories were no match for him.

“Above the first-rate experts are the Martial Arts Masters… They are the ones who break away from the mundane world with their true power,” he thought.

Pei Jinye fell into contemplation.

There were three paths before him now.

The first path was to conceal his identity and join a martial arts gym, covertly absorbing the strengths of various styles to create his exclusive Cultivation Technique.

The second path was to devour someone of not insignificant status, emulating the Jiang family. However, the ancient society lacked electronic surveillance to timely gather information, which meant even the power to control beasts could result in certain time lags; this method had its flaws.

The third path, with his current strength, it would be effortless to join a wealthy family as a revered expert, using the family’s influence to collect what he needed.

“Go to the Fish Dragon Gang or choose a wealthy family…”

As Pei Jinye was deep in thought,

he soon heard the sounds of fighting.

By coincidence, the person desperately fleeing through the woods was an old acquaintance.

It was none other than Sima Yingjun, who had just been rescued by the swordsman.

“Save me—”

Sima Yingjun was stabbed from behind and fell forward, face up.

A swordsman from the Fish Dragon Gang aimed for his neck with his blade.

But the stroke did not land.

Instead, the swordsman was repelled.

As he retreated, his sword flew from his grip, slicing open his throat and spurting a mist of blood. The sword’s glint flashed through the air once more.

The few who were chasing from ten meters away were decapitated in that instant.

Sima Yingjun, lying in the bushes, stared wide-eyed, in disbelief.

In the ancient temple, he had thought Pei Jinye was just an ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken, yet now he turned out to be even stronger than the swordsman.

“S-senior…” stuttered Sima Yingjun.

“Do you know why I saved you?” Pei Jinye, sitting high on his horse, looked down at him.

“Because I have money?” ventured Sima Yingjun cautiously.

“You do have some wit,” Pei Jinye said with a soft laugh.

“Senior… I feel like I’m about to die. Can you save me…” Sima Yingjun’s face was ashen, and he began to shake as he spoke.

“You won’t die, no need to scare yourself,” Pei Jinye said lightly as he alighted effortlessly from his horse.

He did not actively offer to become a revered expert for the Sima family.

Some things only gained their true value when the other party earnestly and proactively asked for them.

About five minutes later.

Sima Yingjun’s wounds were now bandaged, and he felt weak, but he stubbornly kept himself upright.

He thought… since Pei Jinye, the great senior, said he wouldn’t die, then he certainly wouldn’t die.

Any feeling of weakness now was just an illusion!

“Senior, I apologize for my earlier ignorance and rudeness. But I sincerely wish to invite you to serve as a revered expert in the Sima family. If you agree, I guarantee you will receive the best treatment, which is what your strength deserves,” he said.

Pei Jinye still did not agree.

Unable to contain himself, Sima Yingjun’s eyes reddened, and he spoke of his origins. Although he was born into a wealthy family, his parents had died young, and his uncles were like wolves. If it weren’t for his sister single-handedly turning the tide with her extraordinary business talent, he and his sister would have been cast out long ago.

Finally, he knelt before Pei Jinye, weeping bitterly.

It was then that Pei Jinye agreed.

Sima Yingjun tearfully expressed his gratitude, nose running and eyes tearing.

Along the small path, Pei Jinye saw the body of the swordsman, slain by many blades. “He died protecting you. Bury him,” he said.

“Yes, senior.”

Sima Yingjun voiced no complaints, dragging his injured body to personally dig a grave and bury the swordsman’s remains.

Throughout this process, Pei Jinye kept watching him.

His character is actually not bad.

If he had dared to harbor even a sliver of resentment, he would have personally struck down with his sword, sparing himself the future trouble.

Half a day’s time.

Pei Jinye arrived at the market with Sima Yingjun in tow.

“What are you looking at me for, lead the way,” Pei Jinye strode down the streets of the market, turning his head to look at Sima Yingjun who was leading the horse and following behind.

Sima Yingjun’s face, which could be considered handsome, had been washed clean by the river in the forest, although his hair was somewhat disheveled, and he had put on the cleanest clothes he could find among those corpses.

Compared to Pei Jinye, however, Pei Jinye looked like a rich young master, while Sima Yingjun resembled a stable boy leading the horse.

Sima Yingjun gazed at the steamed buns on the street corner.

He came from a wealthy family and usually ate exquisite delicacies.

Yet at no time did he feel any dish could compare to these steamed buns, which he wouldn’t normally even glance at.

“Boss, I’ll take a dozen, keep the change.”

Pei Jinye’s voice rang out, and Sima Yingjun instantly looked over with eyes filled with as much gratitude as if he were looking at his own parents, almost moved to tears, and instantly felt guilty for his earlier attitude.

The moment he received the buns, Sima Yingjun bowed his head and let out a low sobbing sound.

Pei Jinye looked at his dejected appearance and was suddenly reminded of an old acquaintance from Da Peng City in the past.

In a short moment.

The gates of the Sima family were knocked upon, and when the old man who opened the gate recognized Sima Yingjun, the entire Sima family erupted into turmoil.

“The young master has returned!!”

“The young master is still alive!”

“Someone come quickly!!!”

Sima Yingjun was dragged away, but he didn’t forget to look back at Pei Jinye and shout loudly, “Senior, please go ahead and rest! Fuyong, this is an honored guest! Remember he’s an honored guest!!!”

“Young Master, this way, please.” A servant boy who looked to be in his teens respectfully approached Pei Jinye once Sima Yingjun had been taken away.

He then led Pei Jinye to another courtyard.

“Young Master, please let me know if you need anything,” the servant boy named Fuyong said respectfully.

“It’s fine, wait for your young master to come to me,” Pei Jinye said nonchalantly.

“I have brewed some tea for you, please wait a moment.”

Fuyong withdrew.

Pei Jinye stood at the doorway, looking at the separate courtyard.

This Sima family really does have a lot of houses.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably get lost here.

Pei Jinye then looked up, a bluebird flew down from the tree outside the wall, his lips slightly parting…

Soon, the bluebird moved from the eastern end of the branch to the west… a bit farther from Pei Jinye, as if disdaining him.

“…”

Pei Jinye tugged at the corner of his mouth.

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This little creature.

“Senior, senior…” Sima Yingjun’s voice rang out from outside the door.

After a moment.

The brightly dressed Sima Yingjun took Pei Jinye for a tour around the mansion.

“What do you think, Senior? Isn’t our Sima family’s courtyard spacious?” Sima Yingjun said with a smile.

Pei Jinye glanced at the bandages on his arm, and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Before long.

He was appointed as a retainer for the Sima family, enjoying the most top-notch treatment.

Sima Yingjun’s sister was too busy with Business Alliance matters to show up, but there was a shopkeeper from the Sima family named Qian, a confidant of Sima Yingjun’s sister, who spoke elegantly and was very courteous.

From Sima Yingjun’s words, Pei Jinye learned that ever since his childhood, Qian the shopkeeper had been working in the mansion, no different from his own uncle.

Until Pei Jinye had saved Sima Yingjun, Qian the shopkeeper personally came with a generous gift to express his gratitude.

“This is Spirit Ganoderma, quite beneficial for those who cultivate martial arts. Settle down these few days, and let us know if you need anything,” Qian the shopkeeper said.

“Thank you, Qian the shopkeeper,” Pei Jinye replied.

Upon seeing the Spirit Ganoderma, Pei Jinye knew that this item was definitely not ordinary.

These people of the Sima family are all quite marvelous.