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Chapter 681 - Chapter 681 Chapter 681 Cultivation Moves the Heart

Chapter 681: Chapter 681 Cultivation Moves the Heart Chapter 681: Chapter 681 Cultivation Moves the Heart The convergence point of the Earth Vein was actually beside a small creek.

But once they reached the spot, everything was easier to negotiate, and there were only two large trees there, the kind that required two people to wrap their arms around.

Perhaps because the big trees absorbed too many nutrients, the other smaller trees did not grow well, except for five trees with a trunk diameter over twenty centimeters, the rest were really just like saplings.

The two largest trees needed to be preserved, but not all of the others had to be kept, three of the five twenty-centimeter trees were cut down.

At this time, not only did Feng Jun and Gao Qiang start to work, but Tang Wenji and Dou Jiahui also began to display their formidable sides.

But in the end, the Little Celestial Master was even more ruthless, after all, she was about to advance to the Intermediate Level martial master. Dou Jiahui gasped for breath, exhausted, while she continued to chop down trees, knife in hand, without stopping.

After chopping for an hour, everyone cleared a nearly twenty-square-meter space, then took out the dry food they carried and began to eat. Dou Jiahui’s backpack also contained water and a liquefied gas stove to boil water for everyone to drink.

Watching him busy himself, the others exchanged a look–let’s not use the Storage Talisman to rile him up.

But Dou Jiahui really was thick-skinned; after eating and drinking his fill, he lay down on a big stone by the creek under the big sun, throwing his jacket over his head, “I’m going to take a nap, you do your thing.”

Feng Jun glanced around, then threw out a small black tower and began to form a spell with his hands.

The small tower grew as soon as it felt the wind, shooting up to nearly three meters high.

Tang Wenji was somewhat unfazed, but Yang Yuxin and her daughter and Gao Qiang saw this and were dumbfounded, “What is this?”

Hua Hua, upon seeing the shape of the small tower, let out a shriek filled with delight–the thought clear in her mind: this time I’ll definitely be able to get in.

“Hold on,” Feng Jun shouted, then pointed at King Crow, “Tell that thing… it’s not allowed in.”

Hua Hua began to squeak agitatedly, calling out while flapping her wings at King Crow, sending it reeling and exhausted from dodging.

Twenty minutes later, Butterfly landed on the ground, raised her two front legs, pushed open the door of the Black Tower, and strutted inside with pride.

It was only then that the Little Celestial Master sighed softly, “The Earth Vein here is stronger than the one in Maoshan.”

As she spoke these words, her heart was truly filled with complex emotions.

“It’s not about strength,” Feng Jun smiled, “Maoshan has a solid foundation, the Earth Vein here… I still don’t know what’s going on with it.”

Yang Yuxin, her daughter, and Gao Qiang all fell silent. They didn’t even understand what an Earth Vein was, let alone join the conversation.

After a while, Gu Jiahui spoke up to ask, “How does the Earth Vein in Luohua compare to this place then?”

Our Luohua… Feng Jun’s mouth twitched slightly, Xiao Hui, you’re really… making yourself at home.

But he still answered seriously, “There is no Earth Vein in Luohua; such a thing is a matter of fate and cannot be sought.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuxin was taken aback for a moment, then asked with a smile, “So does that mean that the conditions here are better than in Luohua?”

If that were the case, she could consider giving up on conquering Luohua and focus on developing Chaoyang. She believed with her deliberate public relations, winning over Feng Wenhui and his wife would not be a problem.

Feng Jun chuckled and casually responded, “How can I put it? The Earth Vein is rather difficult to utilize, and the setup I have in Luohua is already doing quite well, with convenient transport and a peaceful atmosphere amidst the hustle and bustle… It will remain my focus for the foreseeable future.”

He was a Cultivator, not an Ascetic Cultivator, and if conditions allowed, he would not stubbornly choose to Cultivate in the deep mountains and forests.

Gu Jiahui nodded in agreement with his opinion, “Brother Jun is right. A mountain does not need to be tall; it is spiritual if it has immortals. I think the Earth Vein and such are minor issues. Whatever place Brother Jun intends to develop, that place is the right place.”

Her words came out naturally. Hearing this, Gao Qiang could not help but glance at her, thinking that this girl born into the upper class was not ordinary at all; capable of maintaining dignity, yet also skilled at flattery.

Faced with his daughter going against his own opinions, Director Yang was initially stunned, then a bitter smile appeared on his lips. Well, the child has grown up after all and has her own thoughts.

Then Tang Wenji spoke again, “Next, are you going to act as a protector for it here?”

“Yes,” Feng Jun nodded and casually replied, “I didn’t get this Black Colt Tower easily. I need to watch over its Cultivation and return it as soon as possible. If you all have other matters, you can head back first.”

No one was in a hurry to leave. Although they were in the wilderness, everyone guessed that Feng Jun was not lacking in supplies.

Seeing no response from them, Feng Jun began to take things out of his Storage Bag, including tents, pots, pans, and other daily necessities–he brought a lot.

As for him pulling out these items from thin air, no one expressed surprise, not even the Little Celestial Master, Yang Yuxin, her daughter, or Gao Qiang.

It was Dou Jiahui who, upon waking up, was surprised to see the extra items in the clearing.

But in the end, he didn’t voice his question about where all these things had come from.

Actually, if he wasn’t worried about being too shockingly unconventional, Feng Jun even wanted to bring over a coach bus. Huang Fu Flawless had given him an extra-large Storage Bag capable of making it happen.

That very night, everyone stayed over in that place.

The unfortunate part was that this kind of impromptu camping was a bit rough. Dou Jiahui, relying on his robust health, gave up the large tent to Yang Yuxin and her daughter. As a result, he caught a chill the next morning when he awoke.

Gao Qiang knew a bit of medicine and, after taking his pulse, said that President Dou probably hadn’t rested well during the New Year and had overexerted himself the day before. His physical condition was a bit weak and he couldn’t camp out any longer.

Eventually, everyone agreed that Gao Qiang and Tang Wenji would escort him back– their dual escort was because of concerns that he might faint on the way.

However, by the afternoon, only Gao Qiang had returned. Little Celestial Master had received a call from Maoshan and might need to return.

The section of mountain forest contracted by Feng Jun didn’t have full mobile signal coverage. In their current location, there was simply no signal at all, and even in the residential area, the signal strength fluctuated.

After reaching the residential area, Tang Wenji found messages from her dad on WeChat hoping she would come home soon. But when she tried to communicate with her dad, it was extremely difficult. Gao Qiang had returned while she was still trying to contact him.

But Gao Qiang was anxious to return because there was another situation, “Boss, Xu Leigang has… been promoted to martial master.”

Feng Jun nodded and let out a sigh, “Ah, that guy… it hasn’t been easy for him. Still, he’s a bit old now.”

Xu Leigang was the first apprentice he had taken on in these two planes of existence. But now, too many others had surpassed him.

Gao Qiang started hesitantly, “Then, about the matter you promised me before…”

Feng Jun certainly remembered his promise, “Let’s wait until we’re back in Luohua. Then I’ll take you as my apprentice and provide the corresponding cultivation resources. However, you should already know my rules.”

Gao Qiang nodded firmly and declared definitively, “You can rest easy, I definitely won’t disappoint you.”

“Tsk,” Feng Jun clicked his tongue in frustration, “If you also start cultivating, there won’t be anyone to manage the estate…”

“I can handle both,” Gao Qiang immediately pledged. Master Feng had already made a concession, and if he didn’t show that he got the message, it would be quite ungrateful, “I don’t have to cultivate full-time like President Xu and Manager Wang.”

He positioned himself properly, “Just being able to start cultivating ahead of time is enough for me. I can still manage the estate’s affairs.”

Feng Jun nodded at his words, “Hmm, I believe you can do it. Just hold on for a couple more years, and later on, I’ll find someone to take over for you… If you have any suitable candidates, you can also recommend them to me.”

He was quite confident in Gao Qiang’s cultivation–at least he should be stronger than Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang, right?

“A suitable candidate…” Gao Qiang’s eyes rolled as he mulled it over.

He had already thought about this issue before, and at the time, he felt that several of his comrades had such potential.

The only thing was the requirement for reliability. He didn’t lack such friends.

But now that he was about to join Master Feng’s tutelage, reconsidering it from the master’s perspective, he realized that recommending such a candidate required a bit more caution.

Many things aren’t as simple as one might assume. Without standing in the shoes of the concerned parties, one can’t see the problems.

This wasn’t just about introducing a buddy to a job. There were many more factors to consider.

Not to mention anything else, just one point: he knew that Feng Jun was someone who could kill without batting an eye. If one of his comrades made a slip… he believed that if Feng Jun decided to make a move, he wouldn’t listen to any persuasion.

Still, if a comrade’s performance was unsatisfactory, his own prospects would be affected as well–he didn’t care about money, but his lifelong pursuit was to uncover the true essence of ancient martial arts and Traditional Chinese Medicine, and this ideal could be shattered.

While he pondered, Yang Yuxin spoke up, “If I have a suitable candidate, can I recommend them?”

She was truly envious. It was one thing for others, but Gao Qiang was about to become an apprentice right before her eyes, yet her daughter’s future was unsettled.

Feng Jun raised an eyebrow, looking at her in surprise, “Are you sure you won’t bring in someone from the government agencies?”

Yang Yuxin laughed at the question, she spoke proudly, “I have that much confidence. The government agencies… that’s an institutional power. Whoever dares to calculate against me will have to consider my retaliation.”

Feng Jun thought it over and found the logic solid. Anyone introduced by Yang Yuxin, even with their own little schemes, would have to worry about whether they could withstand the wrath from within the system.

The next moment, another idea came to him, “Are you sure you can find someone who can keep a tight lip?”

Yang Yuxin nodded, “I can’t guarantee it completely, but generally, those who understand the power of the system and respect it tend not to act out of line… They know the severity of the consequences.”

“Alright then,” Feng Jun nodded, then changed the subject, “I know what you want, you’re thinking of having Xiao Hui become an apprentice too… right? Well, I have an idea now. You might want to hear it.”