Chapter 17

Speaking of this, Grace Brooks couldn’t help but look animated: “My little brother’s songwriting is really amazing, Dad, you have no idea. Later, he wrote another song, and when he sang it, everyone was stunned by his talent. Even the famous singer An Yixun begged him to write a song for him. The previous song was a beginner’s price, just one thousand, but next time, it won’t just sell for one or two thousand—five or six thousand is totally possible.”

“Five or six thousand?”

Henry Brooks was instantly moved when he heard that.

Five or six thousand...

That’s almost equivalent to his income for more than half a year.

“Great, great, great! One song for five or six thousand, ten songs would be fifty or sixty thousand, right? Then we could buy two houses, and our next life would be set.”

Henry Brooks looked very happy, and encouraged Ethan Brooks: “Write songs well, put your heart into it, don’t waste your talent, understand?”

“Mm, I will.”

Ethan Brooks nodded.

On the side, James Brooks quickly interjected: “Ethan is also very talented in martial arts.”

“How can martial arts compare to songwriting? Ethan can get five or six thousand for a song. Even if he only writes twenty songs a year, that’s over a hundred thousand. Can you make over a hundred thousand a year practicing martial arts?”

“Well...”

James Brooks was embarrassed and couldn’t answer.

“Ethan, have you thought about transferring to Blue Sea Music Academy? It’s close by anyway. Go to the music academy for further study, and take the path of a professional songwriter in the future.”

Henry Brooks said, tempted.

“Charles University is pretty good. It’s only a dozen kilometers from home, and it’s one of the best universities in Xiya. Many people want to get in but can’t. Besides, transferring schools isn’t an easy thing.”

Ethan Brooks said.

“That’s true.”

Henry Brooks nodded.

He was just an ordinary man with no power or influence. If he wanted Ethan Brooks to transfer, he’d have to ask people on his mother’s side, but those people had always looked down on their family, and he didn’t want to go begging.

“Ethan, don’t slack off on martial arts either...”

On the side, James Brooks said a bit weakly, “If you can reach the war level, your future definitely won’t be worse than songwriting...”

“That war level you mentioned, I heard Olivia talk about it. It’s very hard to achieve, and at that level, martial artists are conscripted to the battlefield during wartime. Xiya looks like it’s going to war with Aurora, and I don’t want Ethan to end up on the battlefield.”

“Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll write songs, and Uncle James, don’t worry, I’ll practice martial arts too.”

Ethan Brooks said.

With Ethan Brooks’s clear answer, James Brooks was relieved and took his leave.

After James Brooks left, Henry Brooks thought for a moment. Considering Ethan Brooks’s performance this year, he didn’t insist anymore. Plus, school was about to start, so he probably wouldn’t have much time to practice martial arts. He said, “You’re an adult now, you need to learn to think about your own future. Buying a house, renovating, dating, getting engaged, married, having kids—all of that takes money. If you can’t make it in martial arts, it’s a waste of time, energy, and money. If you do make it, you’ll have to go to war, and that’ll just make your family worry even more. Think it over carefully.”

Chapter 0010: Bone Setting

“William Clark, Iron Sword Sect elder, master of Tiger Roar Fist, famous martial arts master, president of the Miluo City Martial Arts Association, deputy leader of the Miluo City Special Operations Group, level three martial artist...”

Ethan Brooks closed his eyes, recalling in his mind the brief clash he had with Adam Carter and the strong man.

The strong man aside—he was killed in one blow—but the fight with Adam Carter relied on the manifestation power of the Thunder Dominator visualization technique. If not for visualizing the ancient thunder beast and intimidating Adam Carter’s mind, that fight...

Would have been very tough.

Even if he could win with his amazing physical strength, he would have been seriously injured.

So much so...

That it would probably take three or four days to recover.

“Within ten minutes, I have to practice the Thirty-Six Thunderbolt Forms four times to get my physique up to the level of a third-level martial artist. Also, I need to complete the Qi Refining and Blood Exchange, make my blood thicker, unify my essence and spirit, nourish my mind—only then am I truly a third-level martial artist...”

So, to deal with William Clark.

I have to keep training!

Right then, Ethan Brooks once again visualized the ancient thunder beast and began cultivating the Thunder Dominator Spirit Refining Technique.

……

The next day, Ethan Brooks was still practicing swordsmanship in the yard.

Around ten o’clock, James Brooks rode his motorcycle to Ethan Brooks’s house, cautiously glancing upstairs: “Your dad’s gone to work?”

“Yeah.”

“Ethan, come with me to the compound. Your second grandpa wants to see you.”

“Second grandpa’s out of the hospital?”

“Yeah, he couldn’t wait to see you.”

“Okay.”

Ethan Brooks followed James Brooks out the door, heading toward Sanshun Town.

Sanshun Town is on the urban-rural fringe, actually only five or six kilometers from Ethan Brooks’s house. It takes half an hour by bus, but only ten or twenty minutes by motorcycle on the back roads.

“My precious grandson is here, hahaha, come, come, Ethan, let grandpa have a look at you.”

As soon as Ethan Brooks arrived, David Brooks, who had heard the motorcycle, came out beaming, followed by Emily Brooks: “Grandpa, your health isn’t fully recovered yet, you shouldn’t get too excited.”