Capítulo 1635: Chapter 1637: A Bit Sleepy
The commotion caused by the mysterious scent affects not only the interior of the Daoist temple.
The temple looks quiet at night, but it is far from peaceful. In the darkness, countless eyes are silently watching.
The abrupt barking of dogs breaks the night’s silence, and the air seems to beco restless.
If you look closely, you might occasionally see vague silhouettes, but they maintain a certain distance from the temple because, after the disastrous failure during last forceful action, all external forces pay attention to keeping their distance when approaching the temple.
The barking continues for over ten minutes, and the scent finally spreads beyond the temple.
By this ti, the fragrance is already extrely faint, but so small air molecule detectors still sense the anomaly.
However, the anomaly is so subtle that no one notices it.
It is not until the next day that soone speculates the temple’s unusual state yesterday might have sothing to do with the scent.
In other words, the existing air molecule detectors are now inadequate and must be replaced with more powerful ones.
Yet, this can only be a suggestion. Large air molecule collectors are not only bulky and tedious to install, but crucially, they are unavailable globally and can only be pre-ordered.
Why didn’t Feng Jun control the fragrance when he consud the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit?
The truth is, the fragrance of the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit is inherently difficult to control, considering this ti he was attempting a breakthrough from Interdiate Level to High-Rank. Feng Jun had to consider the possible impact of the Aura Concealnt Array on himself.
That’s why he thought, at the beginning, to suitably reduce the intensity of the Aura Concealnt Array, leaking out a certain amount of fragrance, not only to give people a preventive asure but also to make the temple appear more mysterious.
Unexpectedly, the reaction triggered by the fragrance was too intense, even causing the watchdogs to beco restless. He hastily increased the intensity of the Aura Concealnt Array to make up for the oversight.
This is also because his training in the past was a bit too smooth sailing, making him sowhat overconfident. He was very aware that while cultivation requires rigorous advancent, caution is equally crucial. Yet, in actual practice, certain oversights inevitably occur.
Fortunately, this oversight was still within a controllable range, not too catastrophic.
On the third day, Feng Jun exerted all his efforts to break through, and the thing he feared finally happened: the Aura Concealnt Array’s intensity was too high, affecting his communication with the Heavenly Dao!
Indeed, the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit consud by Feng Jun can provide him ample spiritual energy, but for the compressed spiritual energy to be completely released, it must react with sothing, be it air, the principles of the Heavenly Dao, or sothing else—not lacking spiritual energy, but relying solely on the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit is ultimately insufficient.
Previously, Feng Jun had so insight, feeling that using the Aura Concealnt Array during a breakthrough creates a slight barrier and alienation with the realm; now, as he attempts to break through to High-Rank, and the intensity of the Aura Concealnt Array is relatively high, this feeling is particularly pronounced.
After all, the vastness of the world and achieving ascension is paramount. His personal breakthrough is far more important than the temple’s low profile. As long as the breakthrough is successful, exposure of the entire temple is insignificant in comparison.
Conversely, if he fails, what use is keeping the temple low profile? Even though the estate has cultivation talents like Zhang Caixin and Yu Qingzhu, the resources he can leave behind are limited.
At this mont, he can’t afford to overthink; he directly releases a trace of Divine Sense to lower the intensity of the Aura Concealnt Array. The vague sense of stickiness in his body disappears instantly, and simultaneously, a dense fragrance bursts forth.
The hamster frantically begins tearing at its cage, and the dogs start barking…
Sofia, following the scent, rushes over; last ti, she missed it and couldn’t make it in ti, but this ti she won’t let it pass.
While running, she quickly asks in a low voice, “Zhang, what’s happening?”
“Okay, please stop,” Zhang Caixin, unlike Tang Wenji, sees the local landlord arriving and is sure not to intercept but instead straightforwardly informs, “You can’t get close now, it’s dangerous.”
“Alright,” Sofia stops imdiately, without considering who might be in danger—how could Feng Jun be in danger? “Is there anything I can do?”
“Stay vigilant around the temple,” Zhang Caixin responds crisply, “Just do your own job, the situation is currently under control.”
Sofia can’t help but mutter to herself: The fragrance is so strong, and you say it’s still under control?
But she doesn’t bother with it, turns around, and leaves, only asking, “How long will this last?”
Zhang Caixin thinks it might take about two days but conservatively answers, “Maximum five days, maybe three days if it’s fast.”
That night, the continuous mysterious fragrance fills the temple, and two dogs bark until their throats hoarse. As the fragrance gradually spills outside the temple, in the end, even observers a mile away faintly sll the drifting scent in the air.
The fragrance was so enchanting that it lingered throughout the night. By noon the next day, soone attempted to add Tang Wenji on WeChat, with a ssage saying, “A new air molecule collector is about to arrive, the latest military-grade equipnt from Mai Nation.”
Tang Wenji, upon seeing this, imdiately went to find Zhang Caixin. Even though she’s not a science major, she could deduce what this was about just from the na.
Zhang Caixin thought for a mont and decisively activated the powerful device again—the Daoist Temple Rain Prayer Array.
Over half an hour later, a drizzle started as expected, covering a small area but precisely where the fragrance was most intense.
Seeing this scene, those waiting outside were so anxious they jumped, frantically urging the air collector to be delivered quickly. However, as the flight was already in the air, no amount of urging would help.
When the collector arrived in Sydney, a helicopter took off from the airport, heading straight for Amstan—not daring to fly directly next to the Daoist Temple, of course. But by the ti the car delivered the collector up the mountain, the rain had been falling for two hours.
The air still held a faint scent, but compared to two hours ago, it had significantly weakened. The most critical issue was that this weakening trend continued.
This military-grade collector wasn’t very large, about the size of a ninety-two-liter fridge, and its collection function was many tis stronger than civilian models but still couldn’t match professional air collectors.
This collector was not in stock, but rather a previously sold military item temporarily reassigned. Previously, it hadn’t been used because experts had analyzed that its collection capacity was insufficient to capture such a concentrated scent.
Now that the scent’s concentration had increased, the temporary reassignnt seed reasonable, yet plans could never keep up with changes.
“It’s this damned rain again,” soone cursed loudly in frustration.
With a loud “crack,” a bolt of thunder streaked through, and the person cursing flipped over and fell to the ground; the air collector beside him started emitting a faint smoke…
The rain fell for two full days. After two days, Feng Jun finally succeeded in breaking through to the seventh level of the Out Dust realm. Half a day later, he felt that increasing the Aura Concealnt Array’s intensity would no longer be a problem, so he asked Zhang Caixin to turn off the Rain Prayer Array.
In fact, when the temporarily reassigned air collector blew its fuse, those outside had already realized that this operation was likely going to end in failure once more.
However, they still held onto a glimr of hope. After all, the collector was military-grade, rugged and durable, so after replacing the fuse, they continued to wait.
Yet, two days later when the rain ceased, the fragrance still hadn’t dissipated. Everyone waited another day before finally becoming completely disheartened.
This ti Feng Jun stayed in the Spirit Gathering Array for a full eight days. When he erged, his aura was still sowhat unstable, the fragrance on him quite potent, yet he managed to restrain it fairly well.
Zhang Caixin’s cultivation level wasn’t anywhere near his, but the disorder in his aura was too obvious. Concerned, she asked, “Can’t consolidate your cultivation? Just train for a couple more days.”
“I’d love to consolidate my cultivation,” Feng Jun gave her a sidelong glance, a hint of a mischievous smile on his lips, “Do you agree?”
Zhang Caixin blushed instantly, standing beside her was Tang Wenji; among the Zhang family sisters and Feng Jing, privacy was virtually nonexistent. Comparatively, Little Celestial Master was sowhat of an outsider.
She tried to speak casually, “Let’s have so food first. You haven’t eaten in over a week, rest for a bit after a al.”
As it turns out, you shouldn’t take a woman’s words at face value. Feng Jun ate several bowls of Spirit Rice and so Spirit Beast at before saying he wanted to take a nap, to relax his mind. Zhang Caixin entered the house, blushing, and asked, “Need a massage to relax?”
She knew his body’s current prowess—eight days without food, eight days without sleep, were basically nothing.
In fact, during cultivation, aside from critical monts, most of the ti one is in a half-awake, half-asleep state, rarely undergoing deep sleep, possibly a bit tired but not excessively ntally exhausted.
“Massage… maybe not,” Feng Jun stood up, smiling, “Perhaps so yoga practice in the Spirit Gathering Array instead.”
“Well…” Zhang Caixin hesitated pretentiously, then turned to leave, “I’ll go set the Xiao Vicinity.”
Feng Jun had looted heavily in the Endless Sea. Although the cultivators who went hunting didn’t carry many Spirit Stones, there were plenty of daily necessities, among which was this Xiao Vicinity. Setting it was just like setting a house, about sixty square ters.
Despite its small size, it was well-equipped—a small space with complete facilities, including simple furniture. Zhang Caixin loved this Xiao Vicinity and obtained it from Feng Jun.
Deep within the Spirit Gathering Array lay a white mist. Setting the Xiao Vicinity there would ensure no one else would discover them.
The two stayed inside for a solid seven or eight days. Little Celestial Master and Sofia were brimming with curiosity, but at such a ti, neither dared to intrude into the Xiao Vicinity.
Finally, one afternoon, Feng Jun erged from the Xiao Vicinity. Little Celestial Master was cultivating nearby. Upon seeing him, he greeted first, then sniffed and amusingly asked, “Why do you still sll so fragrant?”
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