With only 8 years to live at the start, I'm going all in.

Chapter 36 I alone have no right to waste my life

The chubby boy's real name is Xue Bao. He is the eldest son of Xue Ruhai, the owner of Xue's Pharmacy in Shuangliufang, outside the city.

Xue Ruhai used to run a small business, but by chance, he switched to selling medicinal herbs. Gradually, he gained a foothold in Qingfeng County and established the Xue Family Pharmacy.

Although Ding Yi had heard Wang Hong introduce Xue Bao's background, he never expected that Xue Bao, despite his young age, would be so cunning, setting his sights on him as soon as he arrived at the martial arts school.

"Xue Bao, let me make this clear from the start: don't drag me into your problems."

Ding Yi glanced at Xue Bao and spoke slowly.

"Hehe, what could I possibly be thinking? I just wanted to make friends with you, didn't I? You're just worried that once Cui Wancheng leaves, I'll be bullied here without anyone I know!"

“Look, very few of us nominal disciples can actually make a name for ourselves. Every year, a batch of people come and go at the Bai Family Martial Arts School, and nobody remembers the name of any of the nominal disciples.”

Xue Bao seemed to be very familiar with the Bai family martial arts school.

"Alright, if you focus on your training, who's going to deliberately pick on you? By the way, do you know anything about Wang Hong's sister that Ma San mentioned?"

Ding Yi suddenly remembered something and asked abruptly.

"Wang Hong was determined to learn martial arts to turn his life around, and his family fully supported him. In order to raise enough tuition fees, they even sold his sister."

Xue Bao said quietly.

"what?"

Ding Yi was stunned when he heard Xue Bao's words. He looked at Wang Hong walking ahead and his expression changed. He never expected that there was such a dramatic story behind the honest and simple Wang Hong.

"Hey, there are plenty of these kinds of things. I heard Wang Hong didn't want to either, but it's his father's wish, and he can't go against it."

Xue Bao patted Ding Yi's shoulder in a mature manner, but it seemed to aggravate his pain, and he couldn't help but grimace.

"How about it? We're both new here and don't know where we're from. Why don't we team up and help each other out if anything happens in the future?"

Xue Bao continued.

"Mastering your boxing skills is more important than anything else!"

Ding Yi left Xue Bao with a single sentence and then ignored him completely.

Although Xue Bao didn't say what he wanted to do, Ding Yi had a rough idea.

Although Ding Yi is young, he is not stupid.

Whatever Xue Bao came to the Bai family martial arts school for, he certainly wasn't there to genuinely practice martial arts. But I'm different from him; I only have 15 years left to live!

Thinking of this, Ding Yi felt even more anxious.

It's true that we only cherish things when we're about to lose them. At this moment, Ding Yi looked at Xue Bao and felt a sense of pity.

Xue Bao clearly had a normal lifespan and the opportunity to become a martial artist, but he was preoccupied with other things, unaware that in this chaotic world, martial power was everything and the foundation for survival!

At this moment, Xue Bao was unaware of Ding Yi's inner thoughts. Instead, he chuckled and continued:

"No rush, no rush. We're all fellow disciples, let's eat first."

The martial arts school's dining hall is located in a side room in the front yard.

It has to be said that the food at this martial arts school is far superior to that of ordinary households.

A large, fist-sized fatty pork knuckle is simmered in a porridge made with herbs, and its rich aroma can be smelled from far away through the window.

"No wonder the food expenses are 10 taels of silver a month. This kind of food is not something ordinary people can afford."

Ding Yi sat at the table in the canteen, looking at the large bowl of meat porridge that had been served to him, and sighed inwardly.

However, it must be said that after this morning exercise, Ding Yi did feel hungry. Although he had experienced this strong stomach cramping after his first medicinal bath last night, it was not as intense as it was today.

Ding Yi guessed that perhaps it was because the medicine pack he had taken last night had been enhanced, and the high efficiency of the ingredients meant that his body did not bear too much burden.

"Eat quickly, there's not much food left, it'll be gone once it's gone!"

As Xue Bao spoke, he picked up a piece of pork knuckle and stuffed it into his mouth, clearly showing how hungry he was.

Ding Yi had also paid, so he naturally didn't hold back when eating. He picked up the big bowl and slurped it down, and the whole canteen was filled with the sound of swallowing.

After breakfast, it was time for morning practice.

It was at this time that the owner of the museum, Bai Wangyun, would come to the courtyard to take a stroll and give pointers to everyone.

Including Cui Wancheng, the group practiced a style of boxing called "White Fist".

It's not hard to tell from the name that this White Fist is a martial art created by Bai Wangyun himself.

In reality, this boxing style was simply a simplified version of the boxing style in General Bai Wangyun's army, which he then incorporated his own understanding to create a powerful and fierce style.

With this boxing style, Bai Wangyun made quite a name for himself when he was young. Later, when he came to Qingfeng County, he also taught this boxing style, which can be considered as spreading the art.

This was Ding Yi's first time learning boxing. Although he had experience learning swordsmanship on his own, the two were not from the same line of practice and could not be confused.

The instructor was naturally Cui Wancheng. As the person with the highest cultivation level in the arena, he was qualified to take on the responsibility of teaching in Bai Wangyun's absence.

However, Cui Wancheng clearly didn't want to teach. He only demonstrated the boxing once and said a few key points before leaving with his hands behind his back, presumably to do other things.

"You see, this is the difference between direct disciples and us nominal disciples."

As soon as Cui Wancheng left, Xue Bao quietly approached Ding Yi and whispered something to him.

This scene was naturally witnessed by the other senior brothers. Wang Hong glanced at them once and then stopped paying attention, while Ma San frowned and looked at them several times.

Ding Yi noticed Ma San's gaze, exchanged a brief glance with him, and then ignored him, continuing to practice his boxing with complete concentration.

Ding Yi stood at the back of the courtyard, observing the movements of others while practicing on his own. After an unknown amount of time, an old man dressed in blue slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Master Bai!"

"Master Bai!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and bowed to Bai Wangyun with clasped hands.

"Ah."

Bai Wangyun waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue, and then sat down at the small stone table in the courtyard, drinking the cold tea on the table.

Seeing this, no one dared to slack off and continued practicing their boxing, hoping to impress Bai Wangyun.

But Bai Wangyun only stayed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before quietly leaving again, which made everyone sigh inwardly while also relaxing their minds.

Once Bai Wangyun's figure completely disappeared from the courtyard gate, everyone relaxed and began chatting and laughing, clearly not taking their boxing practice to heart.

It's not their fault either.

At Bai's Martial Arts School, if you can't reach the Skin Polishing Realm within a year, you'll lose the chance to become Bai Wangyun's personal disciple. Although you can stay in the second year if you continue to pay the full tuition, even if you eventually pass the Skin Polishing Realm, you can only remain as a senior disciple in the outer academy.

Just like the two martial artists in the courtyard who have reached the Skin Polishing Realm, they both entered the Skin Polishing Realm in their second year, but still chose to stay at the Bai Clan Martial Arts School, just to earn the title of a disciple of the Bai Clan Martial Arts School.

After all, the reputation of a martial arts school disciple carries considerable weight in the entire outer city. Even when gangs collect taxes from door to door, they can offer a discount, as a way of giving Bai Wangyun face.

After all, although Bai Wangyun is old, he is still a genuine Blood Exchange Realm expert. In this outer city, he is a top-notch figure, and no one wants to provoke such an existence.

However, while everyone was laughing and joking, Ding Yi remained serious and diligently cultivated in the courtyard.

As a pitiful creature with a lifespan of only 15 years, Ding Yi knew that every second of his life was precious and he couldn't afford to waste it.

Ding Yi's performance quickly attracted the attention of his fellow students.

"Hey, you're so energetic right from the start! I remember when I first came here, I was like that too, practicing until late every night!"

"He'll know after he's practiced for half a year. You really can't learn martial arts without talent."

The group exchanged smiles and whispered amongst themselves, even Xue Bao shook his head as he looked at Ding Yi.

"How can Ding Hai not understand? The outcome was already decided on the very first day of his training."