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He began learning martial arts from Yan Dashan more than a decade ago. More than a decade had passed since then, and the tuition fee couldn\'t possibly have remained the same.

"One thousand yuan a year." Listening to Lin Yun\'s previous words, Yan Dashan was deep in thought. Upon hearing Lin Yun\'s question, he immediately replied.

"Is this the only rate?" Lin Yun asked.

"This is the only rate." Yan Dashan nodded.

He treated all students equally. At most, if a student showed good talent and was willing to learn, he would devote more energy and even waive their tuition. The number of people willing to learn martial arts was decreasing, and if a promising student stopped learning martial arts because of tuition fees, he would be disappointed.

If he held back on teaching some part due to the lesser tuition provided by a student, he wouldn\'t feel right about it.

Lin Yun heaved a small sigh.

After so many years, Master Yan was still so honest.

No wonder Master Yan was severely taken advantage of by that Wang Jie.

"The tuition you are charging is somewhat low, Master. If you don\'t want to charge tuition by stages, you can charge three thousand yuan a year, five thousand for two years, and six thousand for three years," Lin Yun shook his head and said.

His experiences over the years had made him realize how valuable the martial arts knowledge his master had taught them was.

A martial artist wasn\'t so easily cultivated. Out of several hundreds or even thousands of martial arts practitioners, not all could reach the early Mingjin stage. He didn\'t know what had happened during the five years he wasn\'t around, but from the time he began training at the Mountain Martial Arts Hall to his departure, ten years later, his master had cultivated seven to eight martial artists.

Although they were just in the early stage of Mingjin, it was hard to say whether they would reach higher stages in the future.

Speaking of which, that Wang Jie had broken through to the mid Mingjin stage.

From this, the value of the martial arts knowledge Master Yan taught them could be seen.

Three thousand yuan a year, five thousand for two years, and six thousand for three years wasn\'t expensive at all.

"Isn\'t that too expensive?" Yan Dashan exclaimed.

"The martial arts knowledge the Master teaches is worth this price." Lin Yun responded with a light smile.

"Three thousand a year isn\'t expensive, I paid more than that at the Yinghao Martial Arts Hall. I am willing to pay, and I hope Master Yan will teach me martial arts," a student said eagerly upon hearing Lin Yun and Yan Dashan\'s conversation.

"Three thousand a year, that\'s less than three hundred a month. This is real kung fu. Lin Yun is right; this price is worth it. Especially considering that two years is a thousand yuan cheaper and three years saves three thousand yuan. That\'s equivalent to only two thousand yuan a year. I\'m also willing to learn martial arts at this price in the Mountain Martial Arts Hall.

I\'ll pay for three years," another student, after doing some quick calculations, rushed to agree.

"I am also willing to pay..."

"I also want to learn..."

Many students also began to eagerly nod their heads in agreement.

Some had been hesitating because they heard Yan Dashan say that the tuition fee was only one thousand yuan a year. Now, Lin Yun suggested raising it to three thousand yuan a year, increasing it by two thousand yuan. In Immortal Origin County, this wasn\'t a small amount.

However, after seeing many students agree to this price, they too immediately accepted it.

They were worried that if they took too long to agree, Yan Dashan would either not accept them or not teach them properly after accepting them. That would be a great loss. In this aspect, they thought it was better not to try to save money. Because if they did, they could be tricked into being taught less, or the teacher might hide something. In the end, they would be the ones to lose.

Moreover, compared to the tuition fees of the Yinghao Martial Arts Hall, the fees of the Mountain Martial Arts Hall were not high.

"You shouldn\'t think this price is high. I\'m telling you, it\'s not. The price Master Yan was originally charging was too low because he\'s too honest. As long as you follow the way he teaches martial arts and as long as you can persevere, you will definitely achieve something." Lin Yun looked at them and spoke in a calm voice.

"Speaking of perseverance, there\'s something else I need to explain on behalf of Master Yan. Not every student can achieve great things. This is related to an individual\'s talent for learning martial arts and the importance of persistence. This persistence isn\'t for a short period. A few years, or even a decade or so, is quite normal.

I started learning martial arts when I was very young, and it took me fifteen years to get to where I am today..." Lin Yun paused, then continued.

"So, you should think carefully about whether you want to learn martial arts at the Mountain Martial Arts Hall," Lin Yun finally said, looking at them.

"Lin Yun, don\'t say any more, I can persevere. It\'s only a decade or so, I\'m still young. Even after a decade, I won\'t be that old. There won\'t be any problem. Let me start by learning for three years..."

"I also have no problem, I will learn for three years..."

"Lin Yun, I will also learn for three years..."

Lin Yun had underestimated the impact of the power he had shown earlier. Although he emphasized the difficulties of learning martial arts, he was unable to stop the students\' enthusiasm for martial arts. One by one, they all exclaimed, wishing they could pay their tuition and start learning immediately.

In the end, only a few of the sixty-odd people here decided not to learn for various reasons. Everyone else joined the Mountain Martial Arts Hall.

Moreover, most of them paid for three years\' tuition.

In theory, six thousand yuan, for an ordinary family in Immortal Origin County, was not a small expenditure.

However, the Yinghao Martial Arts Hall was not an ordinary martial arts school. Those who could train there already came from privileged backgrounds.

Many who did not have enough cash readily on them could just phone their families and ask, then they would have it.

Xing\'er Lee was in charge of collecting tuition and issuing receipts. Receiving tens of people\'s payments and writing dozens of receipts, her little hands had almost gone soft from all the writing.

"All right, everyone, you can go home for today. Tomorrow, when you come back, we\'ll start with training!" Seeing this scene, Yan Dashan was very excited.

"Senior Brother Lin Yun, you\'re amazing! Mountain Martial Arts Hall attracted more than fifty students in one go, and most of them even paid the six thousand yuan tuition. We made around three hundred thousand today!" After everyone had left, Xing\'er Lee came over to Lin Yun, very excited.

Three hundred thousand, which amounted to the earnings from recruiting three hundred students at the Mountain Martial Arts Hall. Previously, it would have taken the school two or three years to achieve such revenue. Now, they had done it in just one afternoon.

Originally, she didn\'t quite understand Lin Yun\'s tuition decreasing standard over three years, but at this moment, she had some understanding.

If it weren\'t for this, would there be so many students willing to pay for three years of tuition upfront?

Three thousand a year, six thousand for three years, it was double the money.

Moreover, she also figured out many advantages of this decreasing standard.

For example, some folks wanted to learn martial arts out of a temporary interest. They might have paid for three years, but then only come for three months, or even just a month, and then stop coming, saving a lot of resources.

There were many like this.

Furthermore, when teaching someone in their first year of martial arts, it required lots of effort. The second year, when most of the basics had been taught, the effort involved diminished. By the same logic, the third year would require even less...So in terms of managing resources, this decreasing standard was very reasonable.

But it required students to pay three years of fees upfront.

At this moment, Xing\'er Lee\'s respect for Lin Yun reached a new peak.

In her eyes, Lin Yun was not only powerful to the point that even the heads of various government offices dared not offend him, but also his casual suggestion of a tuition standard revealed such incredible talent; it seemed like there was nothing he couldn\'t do.

Yan Dashan was also deeply moved.

He hadn\'t expected that after Lin Yun\'s arrival, the Mountain Martial Arts Hall would undergo such drastic changes in such a short period of time.

Thinking back on what Xing\'er Lee had told him about what occurred at Yinghao Martial Arts Hall, it made him realize Lin Yun\'s capabilities were unusually formidable.

When he thought of how the little boy he had recruited years ago had grown up to this point, and how much he had helped him today, how could Yan Dashan not feel gratified?

"Lin Yun, come over here. I want to talk to you about something!" With these thoughts, Yan Dashan looked at Lin Yun, and having seemed to come to some sort of decision, he spoke.

"Yes, Master!" Seeing the expression on Yan Dashan\'s face, Lin Yun knew something was on the master\'s mind. He nodded in response.

Very soon, the two of them retreated to the bedroom where Yan Dashan lived.

"I\'ve already told you many times that I haven\'t taken you on as a disciple. You don\'t need to call me \'Master\'!" Yan Dashan turned and looked at Lin Yun before he spoke.

"In my opinion, since you introduced me to martial arts and taught me many things, you are my Master!" Lin Yun responded with a laugh.

"Your talent for martial arts far exceeds my expectations. It\'s a waste for you to have me as your Master!" Yan Dashan shook his head.

"I plan to introduce you to a new Master. Are you willing to become a disciple? With your talent for martial arts, you\'ll achieve even greater success if you train there!" After a pause, Yan Dashan looked at Lin Yun and asked.

"You\'re planning to introduce me to a new Master?" Lin Yun frowned.

"Some time ago, I fell ill, actually, I was injured by someone else. That person was a disciple of my Martial Uncle. You may remember me once mentioning that there exist martial arts sects in this world. My sect is one of them and is named the Seven Injuries Sect." Yan Dashan nodded and explained.

"In my younger days, my Master passed away and left some resources in our sect. My Master had two disciples, I am one of them and my Martial Uncle is the other. We were both at the Late Mingjin Stage at the time, but my talent for martial arts couldn\'t compare to his. He was around thirty, and I was thirty-nine.

It was not my intention to compete with him, but he..." Yan Dashan\'s emotions grew complicated as he spoke.

"In the end, I chose to leave the sect. I came here and opened a martial arts school."

"Recently, one of my Martial Uncle\'s disciples came to me. He said that my Martial Uncle harbored some guilt about my departure back then. Recently, my Martial Uncle had advanced to a higher stage and when he learned about my situation, he asked the disciple of his to come and invite me to visit sometime."

Then, Yan Dashan continued.

"My Master raised me since I was a child, and my Martial Uncle had always been close to him. He knew me well, and after my Master passed away, he wanted to allocate some of the resources left behind to me. But some of the sect\'s elders disagreed, as my Martial Uncle\'s talent surpassed mine.

Perhaps because of that, I left on my own accord, and he feels some guilt about it..." Yan Dashan looked at Lin Yun and said with a laugh.

"Now if I recommend you to become his disciple, considering your talent, he\'s very likely to accept. Will you visit my martial arts school for me and pass along my greetings to him?" Pause for a moment, Yan Dashan spoke with a smile.

His last sentence seemed to be added specifically because he was afraid that Lin Yun might not want to seek another Master.

In Yan Dashan\'s view, Lin Yun\'s martial arts talent was exceptional, and it would be a huge waste if he didn\'t have a proper teacher to guide him.

"This is a letter I\'ve written. Deliver it to him and he\'ll understand. My Martial Uncle\'s name is Zhu Haoran, and the address of our sect is..." Then, Yan Dashan took a letter from underneath his bed, handed it to Lin Yun, and spoke.