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Chapter 694 - Chapter 694 Chapter 694 Daoist Bei He

Chapter 694: Chapter 694 Daoist Bei He Chapter 694: Chapter 694 Daoist Bei He Feng Jun, before departing, sought out two Taoists to bid farewell, “I shall be away for a while, focus on your studies and do not stray.”

By now, they were able to gradually accept some of the conditions of this degenerate plane of existence, and upon hearing his words, they nodded repeatedly in agreement.

An intermediate-level martial master, rather reserved in demeanor, expressed, “The technology here is quite advanced, yet devoid of spiritual energy, even if we wanted to wander, what could we gain? Master Feng, rest assured.”

How could Feng Jun be at peace? Should things go wrong, he would become Earth Plane’s sinner.

Therefore, he spoke decisively, “This plane has been chosen by my sect as a place for worldly trials, and no external forces are allowed to interfere. I’m putting it plainly now… Hua Hua~”

A white shadow flashed, and a butterfly had already alighted on his shoulder.

“Keep watch over this area for me, show no mercy to anyone entering or leaving without permission,” Feng Jun said, and then he rose and walked away, “I have made myself very clear to you both.”

Seeing him depart, the two exchanged glances, but dared not utter a word–the Chairman had said, this man’s divine sense is extraordinary.

Not until he was far away did Feng Jun speak in a low voice, “Next, you’re going to have to work a bit harder.”

Hua Hua let out a resentful shriek, the discontent clear in its voice, “You don’t need to bother with me, can you get WIFI here?”

There was actually a mobile phone signal here, but Feng Jun had installed a jammer, rendering calls impossible and 4G unusable, leaving Hua Hua, perpetual mobile user, utterly frustrated.

It wasn’t particularly fussy about work, caring for spirit plants, guarding, and the like were within its duties, but it only asked for something extra when tasked with testing a formation last time.

Coming here this time, it merely thought it was a temporary change of work environment, little did it expect to not be able to use its phone, its distress was imaginable–its iPad had just arrived, and it was still quite new to it.

Feng Jun extended his right hand for it to see, “Do you see this… Is this ring not quite appealing?”

Hua Hua glanced at it, showing disdain, “It’s just a ring, not worth much… Wait a moment, is that a storage ring?”

It was not one to be polite, not only could it look, but it could also use its divine sense to feel, so it immediately sensed something was amiss.

Feng Jun smiled slightly, “Would you like it?”

Hua Hua immediately became agitated, “Give it to me, and I’ll make sure to keep a close watch on those two… I’ve already used the Storage Talisman quite a few times!”

It indeed did not cherish its use of the Storage Talisman, mainly because its body was too small to carry larger items and needed to use the talisman for storage, being not particularly sensitive to numbers either.

Feng Jun teased it, “Weren’t you disinterested in the ring?”

Hua Hua flew into a rage at once, “Back when I was alive… when I was still a maiden, I never even wore a ring! You must give it to me, I can test another ten formations for you!”

No wonder, it turned out there was an unresolved attachment; the millennium-old Miao girl’s fixation was indeed not trivial.

Feng Jun had asked Huang Fu Wuxia for this ring specifically for Hua Hua’s sake. With its tiny body, handling a Storage Talisman was inconvenient; more often than not, it kept the talisman hidden until needed.

And that talisman, after all, had a limited number of uses. A butterfly already in the Qi Refinement Realm should not be too degrading, right?

Yet seeing Hua Hua take it so seriously and recalling its repeated contentions of “shameless” towards him, Feng Jun frowned slightly and spoke, “I’m quite fond of this ring as well… I was thinking of giving it to Zhang Caixin.”

Hua Hua felt a little down, “Why give it to her? Gu Jiahui is so much better. Give it to Gu Jiahui.”

It had really taken a shine to Gu Jiahui, not just because of the allure of her Yimu Physique–though, of course, her constitution was certainly one of the crucial factors.

In any case, it was confident that if Gu Jiahui could get her hands on the ring, it would be able to use it too–possibly even claim it directly.

“Zhang Caixin is about to enter the Qi Refinement Realm,” Feng Jun argued convincingly, “If you want to see Gu Jiahui reach the Qi Refinement Realm, you’ll have to wait quite a while.”

Hua Hua reasoned stubbornly, “Gu Jiahui has a Yimu physique; she will advance to the Qi Refinement Realm quickly, at least faster than your two women.”

“I’m talking about Zhang Caixin, and you bring up Sister Hong and Teacher Mei?” Feng Jun rebutted sharply, then with a smile, he suggested, “How about this: help me with ten additional tasks… and they might not all involve testing formations.”

Hua Hua promptly agreed, “No problem, but let me state, no life-threatening tasks.”

Feng Jun couldn’t help but inwardly sigh, unsure whether it was the Miao girl’s honest nature or the ring’s allure that was too great.

He nodded in agreement, “Alright, it’s a deal then.”

Hua Hua was eager, “Then quickly tie it with a string and put it around my neck.”

“Not yet,” Feng Jun shook his head decidedly and refused.

“You’ve probably noticed that one of those two guys is a cultivator; you can’t let him see your storage ring… He is just in the stage of transcending the mundane, but there might be those in the Qi Refinement Phase, Ascendant Phase, and maybe even Golden Core Stage behind him.”

He certainly couldn’t let those two see the storage ring–it was, after all, something he and Huang Fu Flawless had obtained together.

It was fine for him to wear it on his hand, but putting it around Hua Hua’s neck would raise questions–does your sect really lack storage rings?

After hearing this, Hua Hua couldn’t object and could only express resignedly, “What kind of people are they, robbing even an insect of its storage ring.”

Anyways, Feng Jun had already made it clear to Hua Hua that after his departure, the responsibility of supervising the two was entrusted to Hua Hua.

To be honest, if Hua Hua really did keep an eye on them with all its heart, the result would be better than his own; an insect’s vigilance is much higher than that of a human’s.

On the way back, Feng Jun received a call from Guan Shanyue.

Director Guan had already arrived at Luohua Manor, her father’s health had improved, her personal matters had come to a close, and she wanted to know when Master Feng would be able to return to Zhengyang.

Frankly speaking, Feng Jun didn’t really have any connection with Danxia Heaven, but the fact that he had missed Guan Shanyue time and time again was somewhat amusing, so he told her that he was on his way back and would arrive in about an hour.

When he reached the gate of the manor, he saw Director Guan with a man and a woman watching people burn incense at the entrance.

The efficacy of Luohua Manor had become increasingly well-known in the surrounding area. It was normal for people to come and worship whether they had concerns or not. Now, being the end of the first lunar month and the beginning of spring, the number of people coming to burn incense was especially high, perhaps sixty or seventy people.

Fortunately, the people from Danxia Heaven weren’t wearing Daoist robes, or else it would have caused another spectacle.

In fact, at the gate of the mountain entrance, there were already two Daoists in robes and two monks.

Feng Jun was driving his Phaeton car, and upon seeing this, he parked the car and waved his hand to signal Guan Shanyue and the other two.

Guan Shanyue had some impression of him; crucially, she had obtained the video of the reopening of Jintan Huayang Celestial Part and had asked others to identify him from it.

Upon seeing him wave, Guan Shanyue, dressed as a middle-aged woman, quickly walked over and clasped her fist at Feng Jun, “Danxia Heaven’s Guan Shanyue greets the fellow Daoist.”

“Greetings to Daoist Guan,” Feng Jun clasped his fist from inside the car and said, “All right, get in the car, let’s talk inside the manor.”

The man took a seat in the front passenger seat, while Guan Shanyue and the other woman got into the back.

Just then, a Daoist came over and clasped his fist to Feng Jun, “May I ask if this is Feng Jun of Luohua Manor in person?”

Feng Jun’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the Daoist and laughed, “I dare not claim the honor of ‘fellow Daoist.’ In my heart, I do admire that Wangwu has an advanced Qi cultivator; it is truly remarkable.”

This person was actually at the seventh layer of Transcendance, making him the highest-level cultivator Feng Jun had seen in this plane.

However, this wasn’t Feng Jun’s first time seeing him. During the twelfth lunar month, he and Tang Wenji had explored the site of minor purity in Danxia Heaven. In Wangwu’s Spirit Gathering Array, there were five people cultivating, and this man was one of them.

This one appeared young, only in his early thirties, with fair skin and somewhat reminiscent of a pale scholarly youth. But upon closer examination, by looking closely at the corners of his eyes, one could see delicate wrinkles–signs of a successful self-cultivation.

Hearing Feng Jun’s words, the Daoist was stunned for a moment, “Does the Daoist friend actually recognize me?”

Feng Jun smiled, without explaining, and simply said, “I do not claim to have any relationship with the site of minor purity. I wonder what brings you here?”

The Daoist of about the seventh layer of Transcendance glanced around and said, “This is not the place to talk. May we find another place to discuss?”

“Then I apologize,” Feng Jun replied calmly, “At the moment, I don’t have time to receive guests…”

“Oh,” Guan Shanyue chimed in, lowering the car window and looking at the man, “May I ask if this is Daoist Bei He?”

The middle-aged Daoist looked at her and clasped a fist, “It’s been twenty years since we last met, and now Guan Shanyue has become the Director. Your elegance remains unchanged.”

“Spare me the niceties,” Guan Shanyue was not buying it, “So I was this old twenty years ago, was I?”

Then she turned to Feng Jun, “This is Daoist Bei He from Wangwu, who has been following the cultivation path since childhood. He should be over seventy by now and is considered an elder of Wangwu Dongtian. Even Maoshan Sect’s Master Tang would respectfully address him as Daoist brother.”

“I didn’t know it was Daoist Bei He, please forgive me,” Feng Jun raised his hand in a polite fist salute, but his next words were rather humorous, “Do you have an appointment?”

Bei He’s face darkened slightly. With his reputation, when had he ever been treated in such a manner?

He didn’t need to make appointments even when visiting the Wudang Sect Leader or the contemporary Heavenly Master of Dragon Phoenix Mountain.

But since the other man was currently the talk of the town, with his name reddening across the Daoist sects over the past six months, Bei He didn’t want to make too much of a fuss and managed to suppress his irritation, “Feng Xiaoyou is a once-in-a-generation talent, a dragon seen only in glimpses. Even if I wanted to make an appointment, I fear it would be in vain, and I had no choice but to try my luck.”

Feng Jun was about to speak when people nearby began to recognize him, gathering around to watch, with some taking out their mobile phones to film.

He had no wish to be splashed across others’ social media, so he could only nod in agreement, “Alright, we’ll talk another time. I’ll send someone out to meet you shortly… there’s no more room in the car.”

Actually, the back seat could still squeeze in one more person, but with two Daoist nuns already there, how could he let this man crowd in?

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