Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Taking a Lazy Break First
Feng Jun finished his cultivation practice and got to his feet, feeling extrely satisfied. In just eight days, he had reached the peak of the Third Layer of Qi Refinent. At this point, he had to consolidate his gains. For a short period, he could not further increase his cultivation level, an essential point in the practice of the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique.
This cultivation technique consud a significant amount of resources and its speed was also incredibly fast, almost like a bug in existence.
However, when reaching the peak of each minor realm, he had to pause; otherwise, serious issues could arise.
Even the most defiance techniques could not completely violate the laws of the Heavenly Dao.
After getting up, he first deactivated the twenty-seven Spirit Gathering Arrays and collected all the refining Spirit Stones. These Spirit Stones had been used before, and not much Spiritual Energy was consud this ti, so he estimated they would be enough for him to finish the Fourth Layer of Qi-refining.
However, if including the Spiritual Energy needed for a breakthrough, they might not be enough.
The twenty-seven Spirit Gathering Arrays were all very well hidden; aside from the Spirit Stones, he did not need to take anything else away.
Then, while the Spiritual Energy had not yet dissipated, he activated the central Spirit Gathering Array and ascended the steps, walking out of the valley.
At the sa ti, Xu Leigang, who was in a drowsy state, noticed the vortex had vanished and hurriedly called on the walkie-talkie, “Hey, it seems… it seems to be over, the master might be coming out soon.”
“Ah, co out quickly,” Wang Haifeng yawned, “It’s been eight days, it’s exhausting. I think we should persuade the master to take a few more disciples. It’s really hard to watch over such a big place… I’ve only bathed twice.”
“Then you should think carefully,” Feng Jun’s voice transmitted from the walkie-talkie, “If there are more disciples, the resources you can get might decrease.”
“Master, I… I was kidding,” Wang Haifeng got a big shock, “I’ve already bought a crossbow, and these few days I’ve killed more than a dozen snakes. Considering how hard I’ve worked, let’s not hold it against , okay?”
“We’ll install more surveillance caras nearby,” Feng Jun certainly wouldn’t bla him, “But don’t worry, for quite a long ti from now on, I won’t be closing off in retreat like this anymore. Starting today, you can co over for cultivation… Why isn’t Gazi speaking?”
“I have a day off today, I’m at the villa,” Gazi’s voice ca through, “Brother Jun, do you need to co over?”
With Feng Jun coming out of retreat, the whole Luohua Manor was suddenly stimulated into lively activity.
Wang Haifeng took out his mobile phone and quietly sent a ssage.
Li Xiaobin was quite concerned about his classmate, and he vaguely understood that Feng Jun had been working on sothing near the Bamboo Forest recently. However, since he didn’t share it with her, she didn’t inquire about it.
In her view, this was also part of her duty, and a qualified employee should act in this manner.
Knowing that Feng Jun had returned, she imdiately booked a table full of food and drinks, and notified Mou Miao: President Feng is done with his work.
Mou Miao ca to Zhengyang to discuss the next steps in manufacturing the Boiler Cal Motorcycle. In just over three months, he had produced more than six hundred units, five hundred of the original version and over a hundred of the improved version.
Going forward, the focus will definitely be on the improved version, and Mou Miao was already planning to develop the third version.
The current problem was: as production gradually increased, the forr processing thod led to high costs. If they could determine the scale of the product, negotiating processing would greatly reduce production costs.
Moreover, he wanted to discuss the ideas for the third version with Feng Jun.
Feng Jun didn’t really care about the cost of these things, but since Mou Miao was intent on saving money for him, he obviously wanted to accept this good intention. The money saved could be rewarded back to Mou Miao, a mutually delighted outco.
Of course, Liu Xiaoxuan had also co to the manor with Mou Miao.
This couple had left the capital upset with their jobs, only to visit a classmate and have a leisurely trip to relax, never expecting to end up staying. After toiling for half a year, they suddenly realized, oh, they had earned so much?
Not to ntion anything else, just the five thousand yuan managent fee per Boiler Cal Motorcycle ant the young couple had earned over three million yuan. Who could have imagined that the difficult days would change so completely because of this trip to Zhengyang?
Liu Xiaoxuan had already started screening houses in the capital online. Buying a house in the capital was their biggest dream.
Today, as Feng Jun invited them to the manor as guests, her mood was also good, and she even spent over ten thousand yuan on a set of root-carved tea tables and chairs, as well as a complete set of tea sets as a congratulatory gift.
However, when she saw Feng Jun, she noticed he didn’t seem particularly happy, so she quietly hinted to Mou Miao.
Feng Jun was indeed slightly unhappy because he only found out after coming out that Feng Jing and Sister Hong had been in a car accident.
Gazi said that Feng Jing told him to make a call and he dialed right away.
Teacher i wasn’t very angry; she just asked roughly what are you cultivating? Why didn’t you tell in advance?
Feng Jun knew Sister Hong’s temperant and was worried she might feel wronged. After explaining a few words, he invited her to co to the manor as a guest that evening.
Feng Jing was very firm, saying he would only go on Fridays and Saturdays, and it wouldn’t be suitable at this ti.
Feng Jun wanted to persuade her, but then the mobile phone with five nines rang again, with two big characters flashing on the screen, “Sister Hong.”
“I have a business call,” President Feng smartly found an excuse, “I’ll hang up first, I’ll call you back later.”
The call connected and Sister Hong congratulated him on the completion of his seclusion before curiously asking, “What exactly is it that you’re cultivating?”
Feng Jun answered with a laugh, “What’s there to cultivate? Martial arts, Daoist techniques, cultivation and the like.”
“Cultivation?” Sister Hong chuckled, “Cut it out, do you want to introduce you to so Taoist priests?”
“I’m not interested in eting anyone younger than ninety,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “Their Daoist practice is too shallow, far below mine.”
He considered himself the premier cultivator in the Earth Realm—at least, he hadn’t co across anyone else of his kind; however, he definitely didn’t think that all Taoist priests were fake practitioners unworthy of respect.
While there were certainly charlatans who could conjure snakes from thin air, the vast lore of Huaxia spanning five thousand years suggested that among their ranks, so might have encountered true cultivators and possibly even inherited their teachings.
So while he wouldn’t disrespect Taoist priests, he would prefer to avoid those who were too young.
Sister Hong let out another light laugh, “You’re young too. Instead of practicing Daoist techniques, you should practice yoga.”
Feng Jun knew she was implying sothing, and so he answered with a laugh, “How do you know I don’t practice Daoist techniques? Where do you think all those jade stones ca from?”
“Uh… what?” Sister Hong was about to tease him further when she was caught off guard by his response, “Isn’t jade mined from the earth?”
Feng Jun laughed and answered, “Haven’t you ever heard the saying ‘turning stones into gold’? If stones can be turned into gold, why not into jade?”
Sister Hong was stunned for a good five seconds before she responded with a laugh, “You little rascal, getting better at hoodwinking people… Are you going to go out and have fun, now that you’re out of seclusion?”
“I’m really not deceiving you,” Feng Jun replied helplessly, “I’m hosting guests today, Sister Hong, if you’re free, co and visit the manor. I really didn’t expect you to co while I was in seclusion.”
Sister Hong wanted to say—I’m not in the mood to go, especially since I don’t have the key to the back building anyway.
But last ti, just because she threw a tantrum, she gave soone else an opportunity to step in during their six-month cold war.
Wise people don’t stumble over the sa stone twice. Despite feeling upset, she managed her emotions well, “I’ll go tomorrow, I have a sister’s birthday party tonight.”
Tomorrow… that won’t do. Feng Jun glanced at his mobile phone and realized that tomorrow was Friday. If handled properly, he could invite Feng Jing over under the pretense of “teaching music,” “I might have to go on a business trip tomorrow.”
“Alright then,” Sister Hong agreed reluctantly and after hanging up, she still felt a bit unhappy. However… the person whose birthday it was tonight wasn’t that close to her, so it didn’t matter if she didn’t attend.
This ti she was determined, so she drove to the manor alone. After drinking her fill, she realized with dismay that she couldn’t even call a designated driver from this place.
Mou Miao and her husband had already decided to spend the night in the manor’s guest room, and Feng Jun also warmly invited Sister Hong to stay.
Sister Hong finally seized the opportunity, whispering, “I’ll stay, but I want to stay in the back building.”
“Sure,” Feng Jun nodded and whispered back with a smile, “The back building is more convenient for practicing yoga.”
What he didn’t know was that Sister Hong had found out that Feng Jing was staying in the back building… and even had a key.
Her words indeed provoked Sister Hong. That night, she hardly rested, insisting that Feng Jun practice yoga with her six tis.
Her feeling was that practicing yoga with him was very beneficial to her health—she felt more energized the more she practiced. However, isn’t there such a thing as too much of a good thing?
So she slept until two in the afternoon the next day, waking up feeling exceptionally refreshed and convinced it was a great form of exercise.
Then she seriously began to wonder—could he really perform Daoist techniques?
In her jealousy the day before, she had forgotten to ask what exactly he was cultivating.
Feng Jun had slept only an hour before getting up to have breakfast with the Mou couple, then showed them around the manor. The overcast sky from yesterday hadn’t brought any rain, but instead had cleared up to allow so sunshine through.
Around noon, after having lunch, the couple left the manor.
Feng Jun began to seriously consider his next step. Having reached the peak of the early-stage Qi refinent, during the forthcoming adjustnt period… ahem, adaptation period, what should be the focus? The Earth Realm or the mobile phone realm?
As he hesitated, his mobile phone vibrated—a ssage from Feng Jing, “I finished this afternoon’s work early [happy].”
Sister Hong still hadn’t woken up! Feng Jun’s mouth twisted, and he typed, “How about going out for afternoon tea?”
After so thought, he deleted the ssage.
Now at the peak of early-stage Qi refinent, he still didn’t have any impressive Daoist techniques to show off.
He’d put aside the Earth Realm affairs for now. After a night of yoga, his body might have been able to handle it, but there had still been a loss of vital energy.
The next mont, he tapped his fingertip on the empty part of the mobile phone screen and said, “Let’s go~”
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