Prodigal System in the Flourishing City Chapter 1550 - 1552: Are You Stronger or Is Your Dad Stronge

The Violent Martial Class arrived at the second house.

Using the sa routine as before, Lao Jiu stepped up first, polite!

Then, the entire Violent Martial Class charged forward, with backup!

One house, another, and another one!

Thus, the spirit stones in Lu Xiaobu’s hands grew more and more abundant.

Everyone was so happy they were practically grinning from ear to ear!

Long live the Young Master!

Holy crap, this is aweso!

What the heck!

Do you know how many spirit stones they now have?!

One hundred seventy-eight!

One hundred seventy-eight, can you believe it?!

This was enough for a year’s worth of cultivation without using any spirit stones!

And now, they’ve gotten them so easily!

Holy crap! This is aweso!

Moreover, protection fees aren’t a one-ti deal; there’s this much every month!

Hahahaha! Life is wonderful!

Even Ah Da, who was initially the most against it, is now staring at that pile of spirit stones with his eyes shining.

What? Bad! No, no, no! It’s pretty good! Pretty good!

The next class arrived.

This ti, Lu Xiaobu didn’t need to say anything, as Lao Jiu rushed in directly.

However.

As soon as Lao Jiu rushed in, he quickly flew back out.

"What? No rules?! Don’t you know we’re in class?!"

A dignified voice angrily reprimanded.

"Class? Does that matter?"

Lu Xiaobu laughed mockingly, stepped forward, leaned against the door, and said casually.

"It’s you! Lu Xiaobu?!"

Yuan Hong was imdiately startled!

Yes, it was Yuan Hong, who had an unresolved bond with Lu Xiaobu.

"That’s right, it’s . Co on, hand over the protection fee." Lu Xiaobu stretched out his hand and said, "Two spirit stones for the teacher, one per student."

"Protection fee?! This..." Yuan Hong was stunned.

He never imagined that one day he would be paying protection fees to a student!

Heavens! What has beco of this world?!

Lu Xiaobu is just a newcor!

And now, he saw the mbers of the Violent Martial Class following behind Lu Xiaobu, eyeing him fiercely, ready to act as soon as Lu Xiaobu spoke!

Uh... alright, maybe not a newcor!

What the hell! Lu Xiaobu, you just joined Nanshan Academy for one day, no, half a day!

And now, you’ve united the Violent Martial Class?!

Isn’t your speed a bit too much of a bully?!

Oh, our newcors haven’t even attended the basic courses yet, and you’re already leading people to rob?!

Dammit!

Doesn’t your head buzz?!

"Stop wasting words, pay or not!?" Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes and said, "If not, we’ll fight!"

Yuan Hong touched his cheek and looked in one direction.

It was where Li Zhilai was, Li Zhilai was a student in his class.

Although he was a teacher, he often had to consult Li Zhilai.

Following Yuan Hong’s gaze, Lu Xiaobu saw Li Zhilai.

He rejoiced.

Li Zhilai’s face turned green.

Damn it, this bastard still saw him!

Then, he took out a spirit stone and placed it on the table.

The aning was clear: take it!

He wasn’t afraid of Lu Xiaobu; he wasn’t even afraid of another fight!

What he feared was Lu Xiaobu’s mouth, saying, "How’s the taste of being left hanging on a tree!"

Lu Xiaobu would absolutely pull such a stunt.

If he really said it, he’d lose face.

He was from the City Guard Army and one of the three great demons here; getting beaten wasn’t his concern, losing face was!

So now, take it!

Seeing Li Zhilai surrender, others thought, why bother resisting? They unwillingly handed over their spirit stones.

Thus, the Violent Martial Class happily collected another batch.

Aweso!

A group of folks clutching spirit stones, grinning as they walked out.

The harvesting continued.

Soon, they had harvested across all the classes.

"Hey, why didn’t I see Jiang Tai?" Lu Xiaobu touched his chin and asked.

"Their schedule is quite flexible; they attend classes when they want to, no one forces them." Ah Da explained, "The number one demon hasn’t attended class in ages!"

"Oh, so that’s it!" Lu Xiaobu touched his chin, then asked, "By the way, why didn’t I see my people?"

"Who?" Ah Er was puzzled, aside from them, does the Young Master have more people?

"People from Linren City, like Lin Lei, Jiang Longjun, Wu Shaopu! I haven’t even seen Song Yifei!" Lu Xiaobu frowned and asked.

"Oh, they should be outside." Ah San explained.

"Outside? What outside?" Lu Xiaobu furrowed his brow.

"Young Master, Nanshan Academy is divided into the Inner and Outer Courts; in layman’s terms, it’s like dividing into higher grades and lower grades."

"Where we’ve been collecting protection fees is entirely the higher grades, which get monthly resource allowances from the academy."

"The lower grades are different; they need to do tasks to exchange for cultivation resources."

Ah San explained to Lu Xiaobu.

"So who ends up in the Outer Court?"

Lu Xiaobu furrowed his brow; this was unexpected.

"Normally, newcors should be in the Outer Court first, then after so cultivation and passing examinations, they can enter the Inner Court. This is why we refer to it as higher and lower grades."

"However, Young Master, you’re aware there are always various reasons, leading many to enter the Inner Court directly."

Ah Da explained with a smile.

Lu Xiaobu understood: the special reasons are nothing more than good cultivation talent or family wealth and influence.

In a small town like Linren City, even the son of the City Lord can only mix in the Outer Court.

Even though Lin Lei is already at the early stage of Foundation Establishnt, he hasn’t passed the so-called examination.

anwhile, many in the Inner Court aren’t even at the Qi Refinent Realm but sit there comfortably.

Lu Xiaobu didn’t bother thinking about whether these rules were fair; ultimately, this is a cultivation world, where the strong are respected!

Either you’re strong, or your father is!

"Let’s go, let’s check out the Outer Court." Lu Xiaobu nodded in agreent.

He didn’t care about others, but Jiang Longjun could be worth a fortune; he’s his first lackey after all!

The group swaggered toward the Outer Court.

Slowly, you’ll find the atmosphere around them changing.

"Look, look, people from the Inner Court!"

"Why are they coming to the Outer Court?!"

"If only I could be part of the Inner Court one day! I heard they get resources every month!"

"Dream on! The Inner Court isn’t sothing people like you can join!"

"Why not?! Thirty years east, thirty years west, don’t underestimate us because we’re young and poor!"

"Tch! All talk with no action."

"..."

The sound of discussions echoed, accompanied by envious and jealous glances.

They busted their backs working hard all month and sotis earned nothing, while Inner Court folks just sat quietly and received cultivation resources, how could they not be envious?!

But, what good is envy?!