Chapter 1521: Chapter 1521: Tang Monk’s Flesh
That night, Feng Jun and Zhang Caixin entered the White Jade Pavilion to “search for information,” and it was only at midnight the following day that he came out.
Meanwhile, Zhang Caixin and the others came out in turns. Early in the morning it was Zhang Caixin, then Sister Hong, and near noon Lush Scenery came out. But before Director Mei had been out for ten minutes, Zhang Caixin went back in yawning…
In short, at eleven that night, Director Mei re-entered the little white building called “White Jade Capital” and came out with Feng Jun after an hour and a half.
Elder Feng’s condition looked a bit strange. He seemed normal, though vaguely tired, but the key was… there was a mysterious fragrance emanating from him, even more fragrant than last night.
Yang Yuxin, however, had been watching Feng Jun all along. Ever since she had the thought yesterday, she couldn’t shake it off. It persisted until now—some things are fine as long as you don’t think about them, but once you do, there’s no stopping it.
She now qualified to stay in the back building, not just to take care of her daughter but also because her identity as a cultivator was exposed.
However, in order not to affect her daughter or become the “bad woman” in her daughter’s eyes, she continued to stay in the front building—oftentimes, even residing where Feng Jun was in seclusion, away from everyone’s sight.
Seeing him finally come out and seemingly about to leave the courtyard, Yang Yuxin also left the front building, “Elder Feng, you’re not going to rest?”
“I have to keep an eye on that side,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “I’m running an experiment. If it succeeds, our manor can advance a level. I haven’t checked on it for over a day; I must go see it.”
“Then I’ll go for a look too,” Yang Yuxin naturally moved towards an all-terrain vehicle, waiting for Feng Jun to come and drive.
She truly didn’t know how to drive this kind of vehicle—Director Yang riding in a car was purely to give others face. Did she really need to learn such an obscure skill?
Feng Jun could actually… Blink over there, but most of the time, he asked everyone in the manor to try to use regular transportation methods, because many habits are formed unconsciously.
If they got into the habit of flying everywhere, what if they accidentally messed up when handling affairs in society?
Feng Jun set this requirement for everyone and he tried his best to lead by example, so he started the all-terrain vehicle—the route to his seclusion area was partly without a road, making this vehicle more convenient than a farm vehicle.
Once they got in the car, Yang Yuxin quietly asked, “What happened?”
“Oh, don’t mention it,” Feng Jun shook his head with a mix of laughter and tears, “I feel a bit tired… shall we sleep together for a while?”
Yang Yuxin didn’t like the idea of “sleeping together,” as she understood it was meant literally, so she stubbornly stated, “I’ve recently taken a liking to cultivation… Coach, let’s practice some yoga before sleeping.”
Feng Jun could only respond with a bitter smile, “Really can’t, a bit weary… Don’t look at me like that, I’m not lying. I’ve been doing yoga for almost thirty hours.”
“Huh? You’ve been…” Yang Yuxin gaped at him in astonishment. A forty-year-old woman showing such a naive and silly expression had a unique charm.
But the next moment, she let out a cold snort and pouted like a young girl, “You’re lying to me; your fragrance is even stronger than yesterday.”
“That’s right,” Feng Jun nodded expressionlessly, “I ate another fruit, and now the fragrance is only this much left.”
This topic couldn’t be elaborated on; saying more would only bring tears. He didn’t expect that his Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique would be turned into an intermediary cultivation technique by Zhang Caixin and the others—it was quite an extravagant and incredible technique, one that most wouldn’t succeed in practicing.
Heavenly Fragrance Fruit was also a powerful thing. Consuming it at the Nascent Soul Stage would lead to body explosion and death; even with his Cultivation Technique, Feng Jun didn’t dare eat it casually, only considering it when pushing through a breakthrough—he could advance in rank just relying on the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit without needing the Spirit Gathering Array!
Last night those three did yoga unsatisfactorily—though, honestly, it was enjoyable enough, but the key was they felt no advancement.
Sister Hong remarked, “Xiao Ma, our own field is still barren, we can’t just water others’ farms.”
Feng Jun didn’t get what was happening, so he said, “Aren’t you all busy cultivating? Is not bothering you a mistake?”
Zhang Caixin, the youngest and most outspoken, said, “Your Heavenly Fragrance Fruit helped Yang Yuxin reach the third level of transcendental. We’re envious.”
Feng Jun thought for a moment and understood. Well, it’s just some insignificant leftover medicinal power—if you guys even care about this little thing, you’re really being a bit petty.
Did this statement have any problem? He believed it was perfectly fine.
But Lush Scenery said, “Director Yang advanced, but we didn’t. Let us advance too, then we won’t be petty.”
So, it was a matter of words driving words.
Feng Jun remarked, “The medicinal power of the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit is used up. I can’t help you advance now. Next time I advance, I’ll eat more Heavenly Fragrance Fruits and do a week of yoga with you—all those who have the guts, don’t back down!”
The three women scoffed, Shakespeare—no wait, Shashilengya?
Aren’t you practicing that Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique? Come on, coach, eat a Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, don’t worry about exploding, just do it!
Feng Jun was very frustrated, but he wasn’t good at refusing others, especially these three… they were all his women, after all.
So, after doing yoga a few times, to avoid accusations of favoritism, he ate a Heavenly Fragrance Fruit—what choice did he have? He wanted other options, but… were there any?
Luckily, he exited his retreat earlier this time, not having reached the peak of the Sixth Level of Dust Removal, so eating an extra Heavenly Fragrance Fruit wasn’t a big deal.
He absorbed the fruit in roughly an hour—the medicinal properties weren’t fully absorbed, but basically, what’s left is just gradual digestion.
However, Feng Jun was emitting a medicinal scent—or rather, a strange fragrance—and he was surrounded by three women.
At that moment, the glow he had in their eyes was probably like “Brother Three-Treasures,” wasn’t it?
Yang Yuxin is extremely shrewd and, in just a few words, she grasped the general idea. She curiously asked, “Can anyone else eat this fruit?”
“Not really,” Feng Jun replied helplessly, “I don’t have many of these fruits, but I have a few. It’s not that I don’t want to give them to her, but even I barely manage to eat them; it’s just that my cultivation technique can adapt… Only those at the Golden Core Stage can withstand the fruit’s medicinal properties.”
Although Yang Yuxin cultivates rather casually, she knows what the Golden Core Stage is, “Isn’t it said that there are no Golden Core Stage cultivators on Earth? Then I guess only you can eat them; you can’t blame others for that.”
But Director Yang was truly considerate, knowing he had worked hard, she didn’t bother him that evening.
On the contrary, after a night’s rest, Feng Jun was rejuvenated, and in the morning, he practiced yoga with Director Yang.
Then came another issue; Zhang Caixin and the others felt their cultivation had greatly improved, after two days, they pestered him to eat another Heavenly Fragrance Fruit. In the following two days, both Feng Jing and Sister Hong broke through to the Sixth Level of Mortal Transformation and advanced into the High Rank of Mortal Transformation.
This was quite a stimulus for Zhang Cai Xin, but wanting to advance from Qi Refining Second Layer to Third Layer requires an unusual amount of accumulation. Thinking about pestering Feng Jun further, that Heavenly Fragrance Fruit… Feng Jun really can’t eat it anymore.
He’s already at the pinnacle of the Sixth Level of Dust Removal, the regret of being interrupted while stabilizing his realm beforehand has long been compensated for—even more so, it’s unsuitable to eat the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit again in the short term, as it would not only be wasteful but could cause accidents.
He knows Xiao Caixin is very competitive, so he comforts her, “Actually, moving from Second Layer to Third Layer is not difficult for you. For instance, when reaching Third Layer and advancing to Fourth, which is an intermediate level, I can help you with that impact.”
Zhang Caixin immediately grinned from ear to ear. In fact, after sharing in quite a bit of the spiritual energy from the fruit, she felt she could soon enter Qi Refining Third Layer, but seeing everyone else advancing made her feel slightly unbalanced.
Now that Feng Jun promised to give her special treatment in the future when she attempts to advance to Intermediate Level during her cultivation, how could she feel unbalanced anymore?
The one who felt most unbalanced, however, was Yu Qingzhu. Although Feng Jun and the four others did it secretly, she’s no child—a bit envious watching everyone advance one after another, how could she feel balanced?
Still, the journey was of her own choosing, and the blisters on her feet were from her own path. She even thought if she had been a bit more polite to Feng Jun back then, she might not necessarily be stronger than Zhang Caixin, but surely stronger than Zhang Weihong and Mei Jin, right?
She’s once suffered from late cultivation, after finally transforming mortals recently, she’s begun to chase fervently, finally reaching the Fifth Level of Mortal Transformation, and just about to catch up to those two at the Sixth Level. Alas, overnight, both advanced to the Seventh Level.
Yu Qingzhu’s mood was infinitely complex—her talents may be high and her cultivation efforts intense, but surprisingly she couldn’t match those who practiced yoga with Feng Jun or researched for several nights?
What she didn’t realize was she often gave others that same feeling of helplessness—everyone was clearly working hard and diligently, but just by virtue of the word “Yu” in Yu Qingzhu, she could easily outpace everyone.
She was even wavering—should I… do something too?
Actually, Feng Jun’s transformation didn’t only catch the eye of the female disciples; Gao Qiang took the initiative to find Feng Jun—big brother, everyone is now saying the fragrance on you helps with cultivation, so in your spare time, could you spend more time in the bamboo forest in the valley?
While Feng Jun was channeling the Earth’s veins, this task didn’t require constant attention, so he was agreeable, spending his daytime in the bamboo forest in the valley, only occasionally checking the traction formation.
After Feng Jun spent two days in the bamboo forest in the valley—sure enough, Gao Qiang advanced!
Among Feng Jun’s four male disciples, his aptitude was arguably the best—even Gazi couldn’t compare, although he’s a bit older, but he always had a foundation in martial arts and never gave up.
He felt he was close to advancing to High-Rank Martial Master, only lacking an opportunity, so he mustered the courage to seek out the big brother—your fragrance is very effective for martial cultivators too.
So he achieved his wish, becoming the second High-Rank Martial Master at Luohua Manor.
Chen Shengwang heard this news and was extremely curious.