Chapter 920: Chapter 920: A Bumpy Journey Ho Chapter 920: Chapter 920: A Bumpy Journey Ho Feng Jun’s treatnt plan… actually had so support. At least for the initial step of expelling the Ghost Face Vine, so highly recognized it.
Thus, as soon as Lin Xiangdong raised an issue, soone imdiately ca forward and stated: There might be consequences, but the situation is controllable.
Although others were unconvinced, seeing that Feng Jun’s treatnt plan had considered various inhibitory conflicts and so simple handling thods, they couldn’t help but admit that this person had an extrely high level of expertise in dicine.
This treatnt plan lacked a relevant explanation, which seed slightly improper, but in fact, often, not explaining was itself a form of arrogance—those who could understand didn’t need explanations.
As for those who couldn’t understand—even if soone made an explanation, could you really understand it?
One had to admit that sotis, pretending to be knowledgeable really was a way to reduce trouble.
Feng Jun’s dical skills had not been acknowledged by the Cultivation World; however, interestingly, he was now considered an extraordinary ascendant, and those who wanted to doubt him had to consider the consequences of offending such a person, so no one dared to criticize him without reason.
Therefore, Lin Xiangdong finally announced: The condition of the Auspicious Beast can’t be delayed any further; if there are no solid proofs, I will treat it according to Ascendant Feng’s plan.
Yet, there were still people who expressed dissatisfaction with Feng Jun’s treatnt plan.
However, they were not opposing Feng Jun but resisting this type of treatnt altogether.
This was a matter of different dical schools leading to different therapeutic approaches, also considered a conflict of doctrines.
They did not evaluate Feng Jun’s plan but expressed: We do not recognize this approach; we have our own plans.
Faced with such responses, Lin Xiangdong chose to ignore them—if we waited for these different schools to argue it out, the Auspicious Beast would be nothing but bones.
After the treatnt began, it truly was day after day of shocks; as expelling toxicity from eleven types of poison was most dangerous, and the more toxins, the more challenging it was. By the ti the tenth toxin was expelled, the danger would be lesser than now.
Feng Jun designed the most direct and effective route map, but there was one flaw—it largely ignored the patient’s feelings.
Not looking at advertisents but looking at results—wrong, it should be not looking at feelings but looking at results.
During the toxin expulsion, the Mystic Turtle painfully hopped around on the ground, often flipping onto its back, and without help from others, it couldn’t get back on its feet.
Another problem was the yang energy being forced out of its ridians. With its short limbs, the Mystic Turtle couldn’t operate on its own, but fortunately, Feng’s plan had estimated this, and Lin had prepared several Mystic Turtles early.
In the end, a Mystic Turtle of mistaken gender even found its use…
In short, the Green-Backed Mystic Turtle showed an extrely strong will to live during this treatnt; although the process was painful, the result was gratifying—the toxins had been successfully removed.
Three days after the successful detoxification, Feng Jun concluded his cultivation in the cave.
He accepted new Talismans sent by the Wanfu Platform, but regarding everyone’s inquiries, he stated very directly that he had nothing to tell them—I won’t explain to you; believe it if you want, don’t if you don’t.
This attitude made so people uncomfortable, but others thought that this was exactly how a truly great person should act.
The person from Wanfu Platform expressed, We are willing to offer more; Ascendant Feng, could you continue to stay in the Fang Market to complete the detox treatnt for the Auspicious Beast?
But Feng Jun already liked this feeling of ostentation and stated very straightforwardly, “If I stay, disputes will arise even more… Lin, it’s better for both of us if I leave!”
Lin Xiangdong clapped his hands, “Soone, give Ascendant Feng two flying Spirit Beasts!”
The Spirit Beasts delivered were two Black Feather Gulls, with astonishingly fast speeds and fierce temperants, good combat strengths, and a certain chance of advancing to beco primordial beasts; well-trained Black Feather Gulls fetched a high price.
Feng Jun imdiately declined the kind offer, “I have to take many people back with , and it’s not possible on a Black Feather Gull.”
While Black Feather Gulls were fast, their carrying capacity was not strong, even less so than the Purple Gold Eagles, which could carry at least three people on the back of an adult, whereas Black Feather Gulls could only carry one.
Lin did not mind, “Anyway, it’s a gift, you can let them fly in the sky. If you have an ergency, you can use them.”
Indeed, for Feng Jun, Black Feather Gulls were valuable; if really rushing, using these creatures could cover six or seven hundred kiloters in an hour, faster and further than Purple Gold Eagles.
With the speed of a Black Feather Gull, traveling from Zhengyang to the Demonic Capital took just over an hour, not dissimilar to Feng Jun using the Ti Shuttle, even perhaps a bit better.
If flying at extre speed, breaking a thousand kiloters was not a problem; Zhengyang to the Demonic Capital could be done in less than an hour.
Feng Jun found that these creatures were indeed good; having declined once, if the other party insisted on giving, then he could only graciously accept.
After the departure date had been delayed for over a dozen days, Feng Jun finally led most of his troops back to Mount Zhige.
They had not traveled far from the Cultivation World when Liang Yisi quietly approached Feng Jun and whispered, “Soone is tailing us.”
Liang Yisi was a scout born from combat cultivators, exceptionally perceptive, although Feng Jun was not as oblivious as Liang imagined.
After the Ti Shuttle flew for a while, choosing an open and deserted area, Feng Jun set everyone down, and casually took out a Defense Array Disk. “PingAn, co, help set this up.”
Ji PingAn was all too familiar with the device—how could a combat cultivator not be?
He tinkered with it briefly, gathering about a dozen people inside the defensive formation while placing the Spirit Stone on the Array Plate, ready to activate at a mont’s notice.
Everyone began to defend, except for Liang Zhongyu, who stood beside Feng Jun. He believed in taking high risks for high rewards, so he could casually joke, “Soone dares to challenge Master Feng, I’m willing to risk my life for fortune here.”
“Go risk your life for fortune sowhere else if you want to die,” Feng Jun retorted, not finding a better solution for handling him. Annoying as he was, standing by his side at this ti showed so ttle.
“What’s there to be afraid of?” Liang Zhongyu chuckled with a carefree rogue’s grin, “The Great Dao lies before us, we shall never retreat.”
“This kind of highway robbery also counts as the Great Dao?” Feng Jun scoffed dismissively, releasing his aura as he looked towards a direction behind them, “Co on then. I have rchandise worth over a hundred thousand Spirit Stones here, who wants to rob it?”
“This friend is quite bold!” The air twisted, revealing a robust woman who grinned maliciously at Feng Jun, speaking in a rough tone, “Brother, I co from Sword Forging Peak, just robbing so wealth…”
She paused, then squinted her eyes and added, “If you’re uncooperative, sister here will rob more than just your possessions…”
This was typical thuggish behavior, rarely seen in the mobile phone universe, but that didn’t an it didn’t exist.
Feng Jun nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag before leisurely saying, “Buddy, aren’t you tired of pretending? You’re originally a man, but insist on pretending to be a tomboy?”
In all honesty, he didn’t use a mobile phone to deduce her identity. Even though he didn’t have a Treasure-Appraising Eye, a simple analysis revealed it—the level of her aura concealnt was too sloppy.
The woman paused montarily, then laughed even more coarsely, “Master Feng has a good temper. I thought you would call out for a fight.”
Feng Jun narrowed his eyes, also smiling, “The one who strikes first gets blad, I understand that rule.”
In the Mortal Realm, an Interdiate Level Cultivator initiating a fight would certainly be punished unless they killed all witnesses.
She thought he was a novice, unfamiliar with these convolutions, but he had long since inford himself.
Truthfully, he was also keen on fighting, even if the opponent was an Interdiate Level Ascendant. Regrettably, there were too many bystanders around, and he didn’t believe she was alone.
Seeing that he didn’t take the bait, the woman could only snort coldly, “Let’s not mince words before a real person. I’m very interested in those four Insight Pill Recipes in your possession. They represent different Alchemy thoughts. Na your price.”
Feng Jun was sowhat surprised to hear that. Having such insight, she truly had so acun.
This was sothing others paid little attention to. Relying on an incomplete recipe to derive four functional recipes was hugely significant. Feng Jun was doubtful whether Master Busheng truly understood that.
Old Man Su was aware of this; pondering over the four recipes together, understanding and deriving inspirations from their alchemy thoughts, their value far exceeded simply completing a recipe. An epiphany was not impossible.
Thus, when Old Man Su handed over the Broken Qingluo Technique, he did so without any reluctance—he had made a great profit.
It was officially Ji Buseng who demanded the recipes but did not ntion this aspect, suggesting he might not grasp the significance.
However, the one who had secretly followed Feng Jun had called out the truth, epitomizing “those who co are not kind, those who are kind do not co.”
Feng Jun scoffed dismissively, “I’ve already sold the recipes, not despicable enough to sell them a second ti. Also, let inform you, the final buyer of these recipes is the Tianxin Platform. Are you sure you want to ss with Tianxin Platform’s business?”
The woman paused, her face slightly changing, “Funny, you say it’s Tianxin Platform, and it’s supposed to be Tianxin Platform?”
Feng Jun produced a white plaque, shaking it slightly, speaking nonchalantly, “Tianxin Platform’s Talented Scholars Plaque is here. Dare to disbelieve again?”
The woman’s expression changed once more. After glancing at the plaque, she scoffed, “It’s just a thirty-year Talented Scholars Plaque, I thought you had one for two hundred years.”
Her words sounded dismissive, but in reality, she turned and disappeared with lightning speed, “Out of respect for Tianxin Platform, I’ll let you go this ti!”
The woman vanished in the blink of an eye. Feng Jun shook his head unaffectedly and signaled everyone to resu their journey.
Liang Zhongyu had also heard that Feng Jun had obtained Master Busheng’s Talented Scholars Plaque and ca over to take a closer look.
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