Chapter 457: Chapter 457 Salty Fish’s Luck
This rain had lifted a corner of the mysterious veil shrouding Luohua Manor.
The Yuan Family could no longer look at Feng Jun with the sa eyes. They had originally thought that he might be a rare national master, but now, he had clearly beco involved with the mysteries of taphysics.
Xu Leigang was also ditating in the bamboo forest, but to their frustration, as Xu Ruofang’s biological brother, he kept his lips sealed. When they questioned him, he would say, “I’m not clear on that,” or “It’s not convenient to say.”
However, he eventually let sothing slip. “Right now, we’re just following the Master in our martial cultivation. The Master has long since reached another realm. What realm? That I really don’t know.”
But there’s an adjective in Huaxia to describe it, how does it go? When a person’s skill reaches the pinnacle, it’s called “the art becoming one with the way.”
Heaven help him, he really couldn’t say more.
The things the Yuan Family noticed couldn’t escape the eyes of Dou Jiahui either.
Dou Jiahui was utterly confused. He really didn’t want to work for Feng Jun, but the altercation at the mountain gate with the people of Chaoge made him realize a fact: so people, just to et Feng Jun, would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.
But when he refused, they dared to turn their faces without any consideration.
Dou Jiahui wasn’t afraid of fighting. It was a tradition of the Dou Family. He didn’t make a scene at that mont because the incident was too trivial—not worth it. To tell the truth, too many of the Dou Family had died in fits of rage, and they had since appropriately tightened control in this aspect.
Thinking back on that day’s encounter, he felt very uncomfortable. But more importantly, he started to ponder a question: was the gap between him and Feng Jun already so vast?
Then, he encountered the rainy day and saw even more miraculous things.
Even Gazi secretly advised him, “Just hang out with Brother Jun; it’ll be a lot better than toiling on your own.”
Dou Jiahui was stunned for a long while before he stutteringly replied, “I am hanging out with him, you know. The money for the business is all his loan.”
In reality, he was clear in his heart that he was still nursing the idea that one day he could develop on his own. Otherwise, he would have just worked directly for Feng Jun, just like Mou Miao.
Now it seed that if he continued to act independently, the gap between him and Feng Jun would grow even wider.
In the end, Dou Jiahui made up his mind. After returning, besides managing his own lamp business, he would also take care of Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi as much as possible, and help out more when contracting the barren hills.
Eventually, if it really beca unavoidable, it was like following “our own dad and mom”; seeing a brother would feel more natural.
After making this decision, the next afternoon, he left Luohua Manor with two cars.
Not long after his departure, a car arrived at the mountain gate specifically asking to see Feng Jun.
The gatekeepers were now quite experienced and, despite sensing the strong official aura from the visitors, they unhesitatingly refused—If you want to see President Feng, contact him yourself. Without President Feng’s instructions, this gate can’t be opened for you.
The visitors didn’t say much, promptly showing their IDs; they were from Zhengyang Customs and asked the gatekeepers to relay to Feng Jun, “We have so matters to understand from him. Since you won’t let us in, then please tell him to report to Customs at nine o’clock in the morning tomorrow.”
For the inland city of Zhengyang, the Customs office’s presence was so weak that the two gatekeepers didn’t care at all, playfully taunting the visitors.
“We may not necessarily pass the ssage on, you know.”
“Oh, Customs, huh? I was just wondering, if President Feng doesn’t go, will you guys arrest him?”
One of the young n from Customs beca annoyed, “If he doesn’t go, the company’s daily operations will be greatly affected… We don’t rule out the possibility of revoking the license or even pursuing legal responsibility.”
The two gatekeepers looked at each other, “Damn, Customs has a lot of power… could President Feng’s company be dood?”
“It sounds really scary. But there’s sothing I don’t understand and don’t know if I should ask… Does President Feng have a company?”
The two gatekeepers burst into laughter. President Feng didn’t have a company; he spent over a hundred million repairing the mountain wall out of his own pocket—everyone knew that.
The two young n from Customs were dumbfounded at once. Customs had the power to crack down on smuggling, and they ca to investigate because they received a report that Feng Jun might be smuggling goods abroad.
But if the other party didn’t have a company and was purely an individual, if he didn’t cooperate with the investigation, they really had no choice—unless they caught him smuggling in the act.
Their report was rather detailed; they knew that Feng Jun sold Boiler Cal Motorcycles and that the smuggling partner was “Fat Fat Fat,” but they were completely in the dark about the specifics.
“Just make sure the ssage gets to him,” the young n said, deflated, then tried another tactic, tempting them with the possibility of tax rebates for extensive exports.
Feng Jun didn’t go to Customs the next day at all—”I’m exporting to the Mobile Phone Realm, how are you going to give a tax rebate, with Spirit Stones?”
Actually, this small matter didn’t affect him at all. What made him happy was that last night, two more people had advanced.
One was Wang Haifeng, who finally ascended to a High-Rank Martial Warrior, and the other was the delightful Feng Jing, who, after being enlightened with his Spiritual Liquid, finally transitioned from an Interdiate Level Martial Warrior to the first level of transcending mortality.
Compared to their advancents, the various entanglents of the Mortal Realm could be ignored entirely.
All the friends were advancing in their ranks, and Xu Leigang and Sister Hong were happy, but they also felt a bit awkward—they were the only two without any signs of progress.
Xu Leigang had been thinking of taking so ti out in the next few days to have fun with his sister and his little princess, but looking at the situation, he thought, “Am I supposed to co in last, even though I started practicing with the master before anyone else?”
Actually, Sister Hong had only beco an interdiate-level martial artist a few days ago, but her attitude was much more correct than Feng Jing’s. Now that she was close to becoming a high-rank martial artist, she believed she would advance soon— “I might not be as good as Cai Xin, but surely I’m not worse than that i, am I?”
But with Cai Xin advancing two ranks in a row, and Feng Jing also successfully starting on her cultivation path, Sister Hong remained motionless…
How could this be bearable?
Sister Hong strongly requested that for the next few days, she needed to practice yoga seriously with the coach— “Director i, you should really focus on solidifying your realm.”
Feng Jing, however, had no interest in being petty with her jealousy; her current pursuit was—”Coach, where’s the storage talisman?”
Where would Coach Feng have storage talismans now? He did have a storage bag and a storage ring, though.
The storage bag and ring both ca from “Jie Chaoqun,” and Coach Feng, before figuring out the origin of the other party, wasn’t going to use them randomly in the mobile phone plane, just in case they had any marks that could lead the sender right to him.
So these two items were really ant for his disciples and won; he had no plans to use them himself.
With a stone ring in hand, he felt these storage devices were sowhat unnecessary; how could any storage space compare with an entire plane?
Of course, there were pros and cons. Transferring items across planes required a certain service fee, and once, fetching an item for a cultivator in the dust-free period almost bankrupted him—there’s always a price to pay for convenience.
Alright, that was just an excuse. The real truth was, he’d have liked to carry a storage bag that didn’t cost energy points, but afraid to use it in the other world, and seeing it wasted here seed like a misuse of resources. So why not let his disciples or won use it?
However, Zhang Caixin had reached the second layer of detachnt and was only using a second-hand storage talisman, while Feng Jing had barely entered the first layer of detachnt. Was it fair for her to use a storage ring?
So he was going to simply say he was out of stock, but in the end, he still found Zhang Caixin and told her that he had a storage ring and offered to exchange it for her storage talisman, as a reward for Teacher i.
Zhang Caixin, hearing that the storage ring didn’t have a limit on usage, was imdiately happy; sure, they could make the exchange.
However, when she tried using the storage ring, she was disappointed; even with all her spiritual energy, she couldn’t open it. It was only then that Feng Jun rembered that the storage ring and bag required a certain cultivation level to use.
He visited the mobile phone plane to check with Yu Changqing, and indeed it was so; one couldn’t use a storage bag at the detachnt realm. He had no choice but to give Yu Changqing twenty spirit stones to purchase forty storage talismans on his behalf—ten for mortals and thirty for immortals.
This transaction was of great importance to Yu Changqing. There were no market channels for storage talismans in the mortal realm, but within the Wuyou Platform, they weren’t really considered precious goods; even a backup disciple like her at the detachnt realm could have two storage talismans.
In other words, Feng Jun couldn’t buy storage talismans with gold and silver, but with spirit stones… it was truly very convenient.
Yu Changqing could earn at least one spirit stone from this deal, so she promptly promised, “I will have my senior brother deliver these items.”
Walking in the mortal world, she didn’t dare to carry even one spirit stone on her, let alone ten.
When Feng Jun heard that her senior brother was coming, he felt a sudden tension and decided not to wait in this plane, exiting directly.
Zhang Caixin didn’t manage to activate the storage ring, but strangely, she wasn’t discouraged; instead, she seed a bit happy.
When Feng Jun turned to find Feng Jing, she was happily spinning around the room: “He thinks of first when he gets good stuff. It seems I hold a more important place in his heart than Teacher i…”
Feng Jun found Feng Jing and tried the sa trick, saying he didn’t have a storage talisman at the mont, but he did have a storage ring for her to try.
He thought that if Teacher i couldn’t open the storage ring, she would surely be more motivated to cultivate, right?
Then, Feng Jing easily opened the storage ring…
Feng Jun was dumbfounded; what happened to the rules we had set?
He had to re-enter “Nearby People” to carefully check again, and then he was astonished to discover that after entering the first layer of detachnt, i Jin’s attributes had changed, acquiring a new “space” attribute.
Feng Jun was completely speechless; Feng Jing always claid she was unlucky, but gaining a new attribute during a rank up was extrely rare in the mobile phone plane.
What was even more frustrating was that Teacher i didn’t care much about cultivating; her idea was to eat, play, and travel everywhere, a typical case of idling away her ti, wasting her talent.
However, what he didn’t expect was that with the storage ring in hand, Teacher i seed like a completely different person, as if she really should start cultivating earnestly.
What? Feng Jun felt not only had the setting collapsed, but he also thought he was hearing things.
Actually, Feng Jing’s feelings were similar to Zhang Caixin’s: she was a married woman and older than the younger Zhang. She was completely at a disadvantage and her talents were nowhere near Zhang’s.
In such a situation, for him to give her the storage ring while Zhang Caixin only had a storage talisman filled her heart with profound happiness…
(Updated to here, calling for monthly tickets.)
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