Chapter 1530: Chapter 1530: Return
Sofia glanced at the talisman in her hand. Since she had seen Wang Haifeng use a Storage Talisman, she wasn’t unfamiliar with such things.
Curiously, she asked, “What kind of talisman is this?”
“Thunderclap Talisman,” Feng Jun replied in a serious tone, “It’s used during the Mortal Transformation stage. If you can activate it, it means success.”
The two of them went to the woods behind the courtyard, and following Feng Jun’s guidance, Sofia easily called forth a bolt of lightning—a feat that made Feng Jun acknowledge the girl’s undeniable talent in cultivation, apart from her racial traits.
This talent wasn’t the kind of stunning physical prowess that Zhang Caixin or Yu Qingzhu had, but rather… an aptitude for cultivation.
Incense Fire Ascension is quite straightforward for cultivation, but the entry is not so easy—two days to master this surely signifies a genius.
Using Incense Prayer Power to activate the Thunderclap Talisman succeeded in one go as well, which spoke volumes about her comprehension.
However, on this late autumn rainy night, the sudden appearance of a thunderclap startled a few sleeping neighbors, who mumbled before falling back into deep sleep.
Yet, Sofia couldn’t restrain herself from jumping up. Fearing she might disturb others, she lowered her voice, but couldn’t suppress her inner joy, “Haha, I can finally unleash lightning too.”
After her jubilation, she frustratingly remarked, “I’ve run out of Power of Light… I’ll need to gather more.”
“You’ve managed to activate the talisman, which is already good. Take it slow,” Feng Jun replied with a smile. Just being at the Mortal Transformation stage and successfully activating a Thunderclap Talisman is satisfying enough; expecting spiritual energy is unwarranted.
“It’s a process of accumulation, you’ll understand later… Well, I have to go now, see you.”
“Don’t!” Sofia grabbed his arm, knowing all too well his ability to come and go as he pleases, “Leaving now?”
“I’ve fulfilled my promise,” Feng Jun shrugged his hands, speaking with a half-smile, “What are you going to accuse me of?”
“You just let me test one Thunderclap Talisman,” Sofia fumed, raising a finger in protest, “You showed me I have this capability… shouldn’t you leave a few talismans for me?”
Feng Jun had planned to leave her a few, thinking that for him, talismans at the Mortal Transformation stage… were just taking up room in the Storage Bag, merely jesting with her, “Why should I leave them for you? Was it included in my promise?”
“You…” Sofia gritted her teeth for a while, finally threatening viciously, “Do you believe I’ll overpower you?”
“Well…” Feng Jun couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, knowing that after days of recuperation, his body was fully recovered, “I feel you don’t have that ability, can you beat me?”
“I know you like me too,” the Stockholm Syndrome patient began to monologue, “Your resistance probability is small.”
Feng Jun couldn’t help but laugh, asking, “According to your logic, I also like you… Do you think threatening me with this would scare me?”
“I wouldn’t use that to threaten you,” the Stockholm Syndrome patient continued to imagine, “But I’ll give birth to your child… using the child to threaten you, aren’t you scared?”
This character had some cultivation talent but was lacking in personal conduct! Feng Jun frustratingly rubbed his forehead, “Fine, I was joking with you. How could the teachings I, Feng, leave behind be bullied? I’ll give you five Thunderclap Talismans!”
Sofia answered without hesitation, “I want ten… fifty!”
“Don’t even think about it,” Feng Jun flatly refused, having carefully considered this. The Thunderclap Talisman could effectively help protect Sofia—as his disciple, it wouldn’t cause any issues if circulated, but five was the limit.
So he stated, “If you want more, then there’ll be none… Do you have that much Power of Light to activate them?”
Sofia fell silent, she could indeed feel that Feng Jun had a fondness for her, otherwise, he would’ve disposed of her the first time—this is the logic of a Stockholm Syndrome patient, but she also sensed his “racist” tendencies.
Thus she chose not to argue on this topic, just fiercely stating, “I also need a Storage Talisman.”
What a joke! Feng Jun shook his head and promptly answered, “No!”
Just two simple words “No,” he wouldn’t lie saying he had none, nor would he explain his refusal, just those two words.
Items similar to a Storage Talisman might not be absent in the Western world, but regardless, Feng Jun deemed it a strategic resource.
Sofia pleaded desperately, “I really want it, I promise I won’t lose it.”
Her words showed she had enough understanding of the importance of the Storage Talisman.
But Feng Jun continued to shake his head, “If you continue being so greedy, we won’t have any future interactions. Isn’t Mai Nation known as a wheel country? There’s no Storage Talisman, but… you have a trunk.”
Sofia remained silent, speaking only after a while, “Then stay and help me cultivate for a few more days, the cultivation environment there scares me… and the police harassment makes it feel truly uncomfortable.”
She felt a bit remorseful, realizing she was still too young. The past few days she focused solely on cultivation, but if time could be reversed, she would try in every way to push him and then… bear his child!
However, if she could secure a few more days, she might try something—she was confident in her own charms.
Of course, she was genuinely terrified of that eerie environment; only with him around did she feel secure.
“The environment… really isn’t ideal,” Feng Jun muses, stating honestly that even in Huaxia, twenty square meter rooms are quite common, whether buying or renting, yet surprises aren’t many.
Isn’t that why people say Huaxia is the safest place in the world?
But today he really has to leave—the scent of the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit has almost dissipated, it’s time to go back.
So he truly won’t indulge Sofia’s quirks, “How about this, let’s agree on some codes so we can communicate promptly; if I’m not around, there are others in the manor…”
An hour later, they had finalized most of the details in the small courtyard—unresolved matters could be further discussed.
Then Feng Jun stood up, “Alright, I have to go, take care of yourself too.”
Sofia looked at him with a plaintive gaze, “Can’t you stay with me for a few more days?”
“The rain has stopped,” Feng Jun pointed towards the world outside the courtyard and spoke with a smile, “Over at Luohua, it’s about to rain.”
The moment his words fell, he vanished without a trace.
Sofia was quite accustomed to his sudden appearances and disappearances, expressing no surprise whatsoever, only mumbling softly after a long silence, “My allure to you couldn’t surpass the rainy weather?”
Feng Jun directly flashed back to Luohua, no sooner did he appear than someone gracefully approached, “Back already?”
It was none other than Yang Yuxin, she frequented this Spirit Gathering Array quite often.
Firstly, because Yang Chief didn’t often go to the other two Spirit Gathering Arrays for cultivation, secondly, because Yang Chief’s usual cultivation laid-back attitude made her quite content to occasionally cultivate at Feng Jun’s place.
“Oh, I’m back,” Feng Jun nodded, but his heart tensed slightly—coming to practice yoga again?
He truly didn’t mind practicing yoga with her, which was a rare and beautiful life experience, but… I just returned, and you’re already eager, others might have thoughts about this.
However, Yang Yuxin really wasn’t as shallow as he thought; she merely spoke with a smile, “I received some requests, so I’ve been waiting nearby for you… seeing it was about to rain, I guessed you’d be back soon.”
A string in Feng Jun’s heart was plucked suddenly.
He loved rainy days, as many knew—but guessing he’d return because Zhengyang was about to rain, such thinking… absolutely hadn’t happened before.
Hmm, maybe it will happen afterwards, but a man could never forget his first time, could he?
Sister Hong, Xiao Caixin, Feng Jing, Gazi… they all knew he loved rain.
But being here waiting for him because it was going to rain, only Yang Yuxin did that.
He knew Gazi wouldn’t mind such trivialities, he also knew Zhang Caixin had accompanied him in the rain, Feng Jing once strolled with him in the rain, he also knew… actually, Yang Yuxin understood people’s hearts, it’s just her pride; most people aren’t worth her understanding.
There were many things he knew deeply, but undeniably, at this moment… she touched him.
There are many emotions in the world, but there’s one called… understanding you!
Feng Jun understood, many people tried to figure him out—who knows, maybe some department people had already prepared some strategies; he was mentally prepared for this situation.
But at the right time, the right person appeared—she understands you.
This sudden stirring is difficult to describe with logic—it’s very likely she was intentional, but really she hit your softest spot, or rather… you didn’t even feel it was a soft spot.
Yet when the “hit” arrives, you’ll feel that this person… could at least be a lifelong friend.
So he smiled, “What’s the matter that makes Director Yang so serious? A simple hello would suffice.”
Yang Yuxin smiled, “You just got back, no need to rest a bit? My matter isn’t urgent, I’ve just been worried not knowing about you.”
You might find me worldly, but in truth, my worry was about you personally; without you in the world, everything is black and white—though such bashful words, do you think I’d say them out loud?
“That’s irrelevant now,” Feng Jun smiled too, yet silently resolved—If you are true to me, I will surely not fail you, “I’ve rested quite well, go ahead, what’s up?”
At this moment, a girl in yellow walked over from not far away, “Oh, Elder Feng, you’re here, I thought of watching the rain at your place tonight.”
The corners of Feng Jun’s mouth twitched slightly, as expected, preferences of those in higher positions are indeed easily targeted.
However, he didn’t think the person approaching was someone currying favor—that was Elder Yu’s granddaughter!
(Updated to summon monthly ticket.)