I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 196: Plans

Bang! Bang!

"Brother Zhao, are you home?"

The knocking and asking outside made Zhang Yuan, who had just returned to his room, have to go out to open the door.

He saw an old man standing timidly at the door.

The people from the True Martial Sect had just left, and Old Man Kou hurried over right after.

Seeing Zhang Yuan, he immediately put on a smile and cautiously asked, "Brother Zhao, the snow is heavy outside, can you let the old man come in to talk?"

This old guy knew that Zhang Yuan didn’t really like him, so his words were humble despite being polite.

Actually, Zhang Yuan’s impression of him had improved a lot, and he knew that the old man wasn’t visiting without reason.

So, he nodded: "Mm."

Old Man Kou followed Zhang Yuan into the room, revealing a look of relief.

He couldn’t help but praise, "Brother Zhao, there’s no more comfortable house in the entire West Mountain Collection than yours!"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Zhang Yuan’s house was indeed comfortable to live in.

When building it, he had the craftsmen make arrangements according to his requirements.

Then he personally carried out some modifications and renovations.

For example, the fireplace on the wall, not just in West Mountain Collection, even in Xia Ruins, you couldn’t find a similar design.

This was from Zhang Yuan’s memories and experience of his previous life.

His fireplace was designed large enough that just stuffing enough wood in once could warm the whole room.

It could also roast and boil water.

It was both convenient and practical.

Not only that, Zhang Yuan covered the seats with tiger skins he had hunted and used bear skins as a rug in front of the fireplace.

One could comfortably laze around all day.

He poured Old Man Kou a cup of hot tea and then asked, "Old Kou, is it about the True Martial Sect?"

Old Man Kou glanced at the three burlap sacks in the corner of the room and quickly replied, "That’s right, they came to your house too?"

Zhang Yuan did not deny it: "Yes."

Old Man Kou showed a disappointed look: "This group of people drove a big cart over, they went to most people’s houses, I thought they surely came to yours too, so I came to check."

Zhang Yuan’s heart stirred, and he smiled faintly: "They didn’t give you anything?"

Old Man Kou forced a smile: "The old man is useless, nobody looks up to me!"

True Martial Sect undoubtedly tailored their offerings to the person.

An old fellow on the brink of death meant nothing to them.

So naturally, they didn’t bother with appearances.

But from another perspective, True Martial Sect was quite familiar with West Mountain Collection, otherwise, they couldn’t have been so precise.

This also indicated that someone from here had already taken refuge with the True Martial Sect!

Zhang Yuan shook his head and then pointed to the three burlap sacks in the corner, saying: "I don’t like their stuff, it’s all yours."

"Huh?"

Old Man Kou was taken aback, almost not believing his ears.

Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "I’m not joking, I really don’t want it, take it with you when you leave."

He wasn’t short of these things at all!

Honestly speaking, although there was little possibility of a problem with the sheep meat, rice, and salt sent by the True Martial Sect,

it wasn’t worth any risk for Zhang Yuan.

He might as well give it away.

You know, for winter, Zhang Yuan specially dug a new cellar, exclusively for storing supplies purchased from Ruins City.

It would last the entire winter!

Understanding Zhang Yuan was serious, Old Man Kou was grateful, tears welling up: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, thank you!"

This old veteran, accustomed to slowly fading away, had a trace of emotion flash deep in his eyes.

He hurriedly bowed his head, secretly wiping the wet corner of his eye.

Actually, Old Man Kou wasn’t sentimental; he had seen the world’s wickedness and distrust, and for survival, he had slipped and dodged, not a truly good person.

But at his age, accustomed to others’ cold eyes and abuses, barely living day by day.

Suddenly feeling the kindness from Zhang Yuan, he couldn’t help but be moved.

Taking a sip of hot tea, Old Man Kou calmed himself and then asked, "Brother Zhao, do you have any plans?"

Zhang Yuan answered without hesitation: "I’ll take it one step at a time, anyway, I won’t become a dog for the True Martial Sect."

Having been sold out once by the Furious Whale Gang, how could he join another faction?

Never in this lifetime!

It’s predictable that when spring comes, True Martial Sect will establish themselves, bound to unify the entire West Mountain Collection.

Playing the game of ’those who submit shall prosper, those who resist shall perish.’

Once you join, you’d be unable to control your fate, most likely used as cannon fodder in fights with other factions!

Zhang Yuan wasn’t afraid of fighting but felt tired of it.

Old Man Kou asked again: "Do you have plans to go somewhere?"

That was indeed a question!

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment, answering: "Daoist Xuan Cheng from Celestial King Hall invited me to serve as an Outer Guardian."

"What?"

Old Man Kou’s eyes almost bulged out, tremblingly asking: "Why didn’t you go?"

The old man’s eyes were green with envy.

Zhang Yuan glanced at him, indifferently saying: "I dislike being restrained."

"But that’s Celestial King Hall!"

Old Man Kou nearly thumped his chest: "So many people want to get in but can’t, it depends on fate, and you..."

He really wanted to curse Zhang Yuan for wasting an opportunity at hand.

Thankfully, his mind still held some reason.

Zhang Yuan was somewhat surprised.

He hadn’t expected Old Man Kou’s reaction to be so intense, and immediately realized Xia Ruins Celestial King Hall wasn’t as simple as he imagined.

But he genuinely didn’t care.

Old Man Kou sighed: "If you were a Celestial King Hall’s Outer Guardian, True Martial Sect wouldn’t dare provoke you."

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "We’ll see."

Unless there’s no way out, he wouldn’t consider relying on Daoist Xuan Cheng.

Old Man Kou hesitated, then pulled out a map from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yuan: "Brother Zhao, here is a map to Great Dream Marsh, if there’s really no other way, you can hide there."

"The True Martial Sect won’t stay in West Mountain Collection for long."

Great Dream Marsh?

Zhang Yuan took the map out of curiosity: "People can live there?"

Great Dream Marsh was located downstream of the Long Celestial River, said to be vast and boundless, more remote than Xia Ruins.

"Yes!"

Old Man Kou answered firmly: "There are quite a few people living there!"

"Thank you."

Zhang Yuan put the map away.

He didn’t think Old Man Kou was fooling him, but also had no intention of running to Great Dream Marsh.

He wasn’t one to flee headlong.

Running around would only tire himself out!

If it came to that, Zhang Yuan would go and buy a house in Ruins City.

Though not as convenient and free as now, settling down again wasn’t a problem.

He could always return to West Mountain Collection later.

Old Man Kou felt relieved, as if completing his final wish, stood up and said: "Then I’ll leave, you take care."

Zhang Yuan saw Old Man Kou out, loaded the three burlap sacks onto the cart for him to take back himself.

The cart was a framework from an ox cart.

The oxen had been eaten, but the cart remained.

It came in handy.

After Old Man Kou left, Zhang Yuan closed the door.

Also shutting out the swirling snow outside.

At this moment, he had made up his mind.

Before spring arrives, break through Tier Four!