Chapter 730: Chapter 730: More Than Two Ascension Phase Chapter 730: Chapter 730: More Than Two Ascension Phase Feng Jun and Wang Haifeng exchanged a few jokes before Zhang Caixin, sitting in the backseat, couldn’t help but let out a soft cough.
Upon hearing the noise, Feng Jun turned his head back, smiling as he asked, “Do you want to go too?”
Zhang Caixin, however, asked directly, “Are you going to Siam to buy costics?”
With just the three of them in the car and no outsiders present, Feng Jun nodded readily, “Yes, I’m buying so, but strictly speaking, the main purpose is to procure a large amount of high-end perfu. As for what it will be used for… I can’t say yet.”
“A large amount?” Zhang Caixin frowned slightly and asked with suspicion, “How much exactly?”
Without waiting for Feng Jun to reply, Wang Haifeng, who was driving, spoke up, “It has to be a lot, otherwise the boss would have simply bought it in Zhengyang… If not there, he could go to the city of magic. The amount of perfu is so large that the boss is even concerned about the tariffs.”
It had to be said, Coach Wang was truly worthy of being Feng Jun’s old colleague; his grasp of his mindset was very accurate.
Seeing that Feng Jun remained silent, Zhang Caixin spoke up, “If that’s the case, buying a large amount of perfu in Siam will indeed attract attention. I suggest… you’d better tell my sister about it.”
After so thought, Feng Jun rembered Sister Hong’s connection with the Zhengong Party and asked, “Does she have a strong influence in Siam?”
“I don’t know about that,” Zhang Caixin shook her head, speaking frankly, “Actually, strong relations aren’t necessary; just being able to prepare the goods is sufficient… It might not even be the goods from Siam’s market.”
Feng Jun nodded again; that organization’s influence overseas was not small—its mbers spread all over the world. Perhaps their power wasn’t great in a certain area, but their network of relationships was too vast.
He let out a wry smile, “For such things, is there also an issue of parallel trading?”
For manufacturers, products designated for sale within a certain region that end up in another area are considered parallel trading. Generally, the most detested thing for each distributor is the appearance of parallel imported goods on their own turf.
“Of course,” Zhang Caixin nodded affirmatively, “There are many factors to consider for costics—climate, humidity, skin color, skin type… even height, weight, and temperant vary between different countries and regions.”
Feng Jun silently nodded, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Sister Hong’s number.
After understanding the situation, Sister Hong cautiously indicated that she hadn’t operated overseas business much, only ever sending people to casinos in Macau. However, she was quite confident.
“There shouldn’t be a problem in Siam… What are your requirents for the perfu’s brand, fragrance, and quantity?”
Feng Jun pondered before speaking, “The brand should be high-end. No requests for the type of fragrance, preferably no packaging or written descriptions. As for the quantity… let’s start with fifty million worth, fifty million Huaxia Currency.”
Fifty million in Huaxia Currency was no small amount. Wang Haifeng glanced at Zhang Caixin through the rearview mirror and saw she was looking at the car ceiling with an exasperated expression, clearly feeling that Feng Jun’s tone was a bit… sothing.
Sister Hong, however, wasn’t surprised but even discussed with him the issue of paynt delivery—turns out, laundering money through Macau’s casinos wasn’t unique to the Yuan Family; she was also adept at it.
But this wasn’t surprising; after all, she often facilitated trips to Macau, and that organization was indeed vast and mixed with all sorts of characters, especially adept at maneuvering freely between the white, black, and gray zones.
Engaged in conversation, the three of them arrived at Maoshan without realizing it.
In April, Maoshan was already quite warm, with a soft rain falling. Wang Haifeng drove the familiar route straight to the Ten Directions Hall.
The Little Celestial Master ca out to greet them after hearing of their arrival, and before long, Tang Wangsun also arrived, along with Magu Mountain’s Guan Shanyue and Wudang’s Elder Guo.
All three parties had deep cooperation with Feng Jun, so their gathering, although sowhat unexpected, was logical.
Since there was a light rain, bringing a bit of a chill, Tang Wenji, aware of Feng Jun’s preferences, still set up a tea table in the pavilion of Ten Directions Hall to brew tea for the trio.
The Little Celestial Master and Zhang Caixin were dressed quite lightly, but fortunately, they both had cultivation levels and weren’t too bothered by the cold. The one truly inconvenienced was Guan Shanyue; being older and lacking any cultivation, she still had a robust physique, but she was shivering from the cold nonetheless.
Everyone made small talk, and soon Elder Guo openly ntioned the harvest he had on Weiyu Mountain.
It was a matter that couldn’t be helped; he had acquired nearly seven hundred Spirit Plants, sothing that couldn’t be concealed from others.
Following Feng Jun’s advice, he had distributed the Spirit Plants over several plots of land.
Wudang Mountain was vast; such a significant commotion couldn’t possibly be kept secret from others. Even more so because one of the plots had involved moving a substantial amount of trees, which attracted the attention of the land resources departnt, who specifically contacted Wudang for inquiries.
It wasn’t just that one plot that had major changes; it was mainly strange reports that triggered the relevant departnt’s inquiries.
However, that plot of land was within the planned managent area of Wudang, and after the Sect Leader offered a few clarifications, they were taken to see it. It was truly used for cultivating herbs, and not for clearing the forest to build houses, so there were not really any issues.
The Sect Leader of course knew what Elder Guo had done, but it was to the benefit of Wudang. The external image of Wudang was that of Martial Cultivators, and the Spirit Plants that Elder Guo had acquired ensured that for a considerably long ti to co, the disciples of Wudang wouldn’t need to worry much about Natural Treasures.
As for the accusation of seizing his Spirit Plants, the Sect Leader hadn’t even considered the issue. After all, Elder Guo’s family had been disciples of Wudang for four generations, and he himself, being an Elder, had substantial influence within Wudang Mountain.
Moreover, Elder Guo ntioned that he had the assistance of a “highly skilled person” to harvest such a large quantity of Spirit Plants.
The identity of this highly skilled person was more or less clear to the Sect Leader, who felt there was absolutely no need to make an enemy of another powerful figure.
Apart from the internal circles of Wudang, there were others outside who had heard so news, because the harvest of Spirit Plants had been so abundant that Elder Guo was in a hurry to plant them, searching everywhere for experts in cultivating dicinal herbs, which caused quite a stir.
Even then, the Sect Leader who was the most inford only knew about the over four hundred Spirit Plants acquired by Elder Guo—and half of those were actually being planted on behalf of that highly skilled person….
In any case, Elder Guo did everything he could to preserve his interests, so upon learning that Tang Wenji had advanced in rank, he felt he had to join in the excitent no matter what. His own son was currently in charge of several patches of Spirit Plants and could not be spared.
Elder Guo believed that such news would sooner or later spread to so degree in society and definitely couldn’t be kept secret within the Daoist Sects. Why bother pretending otherwise in front of these few families?
Indeed, he had his own difficulties to share, “Spirit Plants are really difficult to cultivate. Almost a quarter of them have already been processed into dicinal herbs. They are also troubleso to look after. If I didn’t have to make a tough decision… I really wanted to turn all of them into dicinal herbs.”
“Alright, you can be satisfied now,” Tang Wangsun said with a smile, “How about you give your Spirit Plants… I’ll grow them for you?”
“What are you thinking?” Elder Guo rolled his eyes, “If you let have your Maoshan’s Jintan Huayang Celestial Part, why would I care about giving you all my dicinal herbs?”
Guan Shanyue couldn’t hold back any longer when she heard this, “Both of you should be content. You’ve both gained sothing. My Danxia Heaven Cave Heaven is truly in bad luck… I can’t be bothered to explain in detail to you.”
The two of them turned their heads in unison, asking with interest, “Oh… How exactly are things not going well?”
But Guan Shanyue couldn’t say, she could only let out a heavy sigh. She wasn’t afraid to show off what she had to these two, but the problem was, she actually hadn’t gained anything, had she?
Upon hearing this, the two looked towards Feng Jun, appearing contemplative.
“This really isn’t my business,” Feng Jun naturally couldn’t let them speculate wildly, and with a smile, he said, “Good things co to those who wait… Perhaps Danxia Heaven will turn out to have the richest harvest after all. Guan, my fellow friend, you must be patient.”
Guan Shanyue also realized that her words could easily be misunderstood as Feng Jun having done sothing unfavorable.
So she promptly added, “Senior Feng tried his best and even suffered severe injuries. I witnessed it myself and am very grateful to Senior Feng… As for having the richest harvest, that can only be hoped for with Senior’s auspicious words.”
“Seriously injured?” A trace of shock appeared in Elder Guo’s eyes, “What kind of person could have caused Senior Feng to suffer severe injuries? It wasn’t… an encounter with soone in the Transcendent Realm, was it?”
He had encountered Qi-Refining butterflies in the Weiyu Mountain’s Spirit Plant garden, and although he did not know the secrets of Danxia Heaven, nothing strange would surprise him anymore.
What shocked him was Feng Jun’s injury; even the Qi-Refining butterfly that was so arrogant as to be unrivaled had been effortlessly subdued by Feng. He truly couldn’t imagine what else could have possibly injured Feng.
Feng Jun just smiled without saying a word; the secrets of Danxia Heaven were not his to reveal.
Guan Shanyue, however, nodded very decisively and replied, “Your guess is wrong; it wasn’t just one person from the Transcendent Realm… There was more than one!”
This neighborly auntie was really straightforward, regardless of how others might comnt, but in Feng Jun’s eyes, at least she lived openly and brightly.
Elder Guo was so startled that he dropped his teacup to the ground, his mouth agape as he said in astonishnt, “Two… two from the Transcendent Realm? You’re not joking, are you?”
“I said, not just one from the Transcendent Realm,” Guan Shanyue glanced at him coolly: you were just enjoying showing off your Spirit Plants, weren’t you? Now I’ll tell you, Danxia Heaven also has things worthy of boasting. “I didn’t say it was two from the Transcendent Realm.”
“More than two from the Transcendent Realm?” Tang Wangsun’s eyes widened. “What could it be?”
Guan Shanyue knew exactly what Tang Tianshi was most worried about. In fact, in an era where Qi-Refining Practitioners were called Great Cultivators, the sudden appearance of those in the Transcendent Realm was no small pressure.
If they were like Feng Jun, willing to communicate, it would be sowhat better. But if they encountered soone with a quirky temperant, then that would truly be troubleso.
The ancestor responsible for the resurgence of Maoshan was known for being quite flamboyant.
Thus, Director Guan proudly responded, “Tang Tianshi need not worry. With Senior Feng’s righteous assistance and Danxia Heaven’s own Dharma, having personally witnessed it, I am able to stand here and converse with you. You can be at ease; it won’t affect your Maoshan.”
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