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Chapter 696 - Chapter 696 Chapter 696 Danxia Heaven Secret Land

Chapter 696: Chapter 696 Danxia Heaven Secret Land Chapter 696: Chapter 696 Danxia Heaven Secret Land Zhengyang is a large city with over ten million people, half of whom are men, but there really aren’t that many who are related to Maoshan and also happen to take the same car as the Little Celestial Master.

Moreover, the patient also said that despite that man being fierce, he was indeed… quite handsome.

With such a compliment-worthy handsomeness, how could Feng Jun possibly remain concealed?

Thus, Daoist Bei He had arrived because he knew Mr. Feng was reputed to be a master, held in respect by Maoshan, and possessed extraordinary methods. He initially intended to have a serious talk–using one’s powers on ordinary people is not appropriate.

However, after he made these remarks, there was no need for Feng Jun to speak. Guan Shanyue directly asked, “Are you certain they were ordinary people?”

Bei He fell into thought for a moment and then nodded decisively, “I’m certain.”

Women tend to be very emotional, especially middle-aged aunties, but Guan Shanyue, besides being emotional, also had rationality–as seen from her careful and cautious actions.

So she asked again, “Then what exactly did they do? Was there a cause?”

“Nothing but a dispute of words,” Bei He frowned slightly.

He wasn’t very clear on the whole incident, and that young man certainly would not portray his family as too cruel and atrocious.

So now he felt that Guan Shanyue wasn’t sitting squarely on the fence, “The key point is they didn’t strike first… this I can confirm.”

But where was Aunt Guan so easily deceived? She scoffed coldly, “Are you saying that Feng Daoist friend and Tang Wenji were so idle, they went over to Xiqing Mountain and beat up the locals?”

“Director Guan, speaking like that, is rather pointless,” Daoist Bei He said seriously, “The issue now is that Feng Daoist friend used Yin energy on ordinary people, casting a very bad influence on the Daoist Sects.”

Guan Shanyue was about to say something when Feng Jun spoke up. He didn’t get angry but instead laughed, “Heh heh, Daoist Bei He, does this mean… you plan to stand up for those ordinary people?”

“Standing up for them is rather an overstatement,” said Bei He earnestly, “I’m just hoping we can reach an agreement. If there are no grudges that can’t be resolved, and you have already administered light punishment, then perhaps it’s time to call it quits.”

“My answer is… you’re thinking too much,” Feng Jun replied seriously, “I did not lay a finger on them.”

“This…” Bei He’s eyebrows raised, surprised that the famed Manor Master of Luohua Manor would deny responsibility, “Mr. Feng, speaking like that makes it a bit pointless.”

“My words are pointless, but yours make sense?” Feng Jun looked at him indifferently, “You say I made a move? Fine, provide the evidence–video footage, surveillance, or a witness… Can you produce any?”

Bei He laughed unconcernedly, “We’re just part of the pugilistic world, not the Official Government. Evidence… isn’t Yin energy enough?”

Feng Jun furrowed his brows and spoke with a darkened face, “There are many who possess Yin energy. Do you insist on framing me… is this the stance of Wangwu Mountain?”

Upon hearing this, Bei He also became annoyed, “Whether I am framing you or not, you know best.”

There was a light “snap” as Feng Jun raised his hand and slapped the coffee table, speaking sternly, “You want the truth then? It seems like Wangwu doesn’t want to keep its Earth Vein!”

Bei He drew in a cold breath at hearing this, his face filled with shock, “What… what are you talking about? I don’t understand at all.”

The Earth Vein is the greatest secret of the slightly vacant heavens, even more confidential than the Spirit Gathering Array. One cannot know about it unless they are the director and, that being said, Bei He once had the opportunity to learn about it when he temporarily acted as the director.

Now that someone was pointing this out, he was utterly astonished–just whose lineage does Feng Jun belong to?

Wangwu’s relationship with the Earth Vein and the Spirit Gathering Array is not especially secret; five or six hundred years ago, it should have been known, but for nearly three hundred years, similar rumors have ceased to appear in the Daoist community.

Therefore, Bei He greatly suspected that Feng Jun must have received an exceptional inheritance with ancient records.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand,” Feng Jun said, uninterested in further talk, “I’m a man who is kind to others. If Wangwu insists on picking a quarrel with me, then when your Earth Vein is destroyed later on, don’t blame others.”

“Wangwu really doesn’t have any Earth Vein,” Bei He first denied, then quickly changed the subject, “I also have no intention of opposing you. I just want to advise you that if your acts on Xiqing Mountain provoke involvement from Kunlun, that won’t be good.”

“Heh, heh,” Feng Jun laughed dismissively, thinking to himself how curious it was that Wangwu had such boldness.

If it involved Kunlun, then the situation could be partially understandable–Kunlun is indeed a very significant name.

Feng Jun looked at him with interest, “Does Kunlun have a Golden Core as of now?”

“No,” before Bei He could reply, Guan Shanyue spoke up, “For a thousand years there have been no Golden Cores. Our part of the world… can’t accommodate Golden Cores anymore.”

Good heavens, Feng Jun’s face turned profoundly unsightly, “It can’t even accommodate Golden Cores anymore?”

However, to others, his facial expression was as shocking as could be.

Daoist Bei He couldn’t help but ask tentatively, “Does Feng Daoist friend believe he can step onto the path of the Golden Core Great Dao?”

He thought this person must be crazy. In today’s Huaxia, let alone a Golden Core, there probably aren’t even any who have reached the Detachment Realm. Don’t you know that even those in the Qi Refinement Realm are now called Great Cultivators?

The revival master of Maoshan from four hundred years ago was only at the Qi Refinement Realm.

He was surprised, but Feng Jun just sneered disdainfully, too lazy to say some things: Is Golden Core the end of the Great Dao?

However, even though he didn’t speak, could others possibly fail to understand even an expression?

Guan Shanyue didn’t necessarily believe that Feng Jun would reach Golden Core, but just based on his expression, shouldn’t one at least consider the possibility of the Detached Realm? So she asked in a grave voice, “Does Daoist Bei He have any other matters?”

Bei He was genuinely taken aback, realizing that the other party even knew the foundations of the Spirit Gathering Array at Wangwu Mountain; he thought it necessary to seriously explain his intention, “My visit to Luohua isn’t meant to pick a fight…”

“It’s just that the incident at Qingcheng concerns the dignity of the Daoist Sects; and the Xiqing Mountain side is already searching for the Kunlun Lineage.”

Guan Shanyue spoke unconcernedly, “The Kunlun Lineage… ha, they have quite the reputation, but how many people have actually seen them?”

“That’s hard to say,” Bei He wanted to salvage some of his own image, so he declared earnestly, “The locals who want to find it will have some convenience; those Ancient Qi Practitioners all have very rebellious temperaments.”

Feng Jun answered unperturbed, “Rebellious temperament? That’s irrelevant, as long as they can be reasoned with…”

Guan Shanyue glared at him sideways, “What if they refuse to be reasoned with?”

“Ha ha,” Feng Jun chuckled and said nothing more but lit up another cigarette instead.

Not even afraid of Kunlun? Guan Shanyue understood, then she turned to Bei He, “Daoist friend, you don’t have any other matters, right?”

At that moment, Bei He truly regretted creating such a tense atmosphere; why did he let things get this tense?

But what was done was done, and it was too late for regrets, so he glanced at Feng Jun, “Daoist Feng, I have delivered the message. I had planned to take a trip to Maoshan to see if that person needed healing, but now… I think I’ll return to my mountain.”

This was like doing Feng Jun a favor–Xiqing Mountain’s affairs, I won’t intervene.

But where would Feng Jun accept his favor? “If you want to go, then go, I won’t stop you from doing good deeds for the sake of your lofty and pure realm.”

Seeing how confidently he spoke, Bei He was even more unsure, Are you certain we can’t heal that person?

He smiled and said, “Forget it, I’ll head back to Wangwu Mountain to look for an Earth Vein, just in case there is one. I’ll certainly need to protect it; that’s valuable.”

His words were almost like conceding, but Feng Jun just gave a cold laugh, “Searching for an Earth Vein… Does anyone at Wangwu Mountain even know how to find an Earth Vein?”

His words were partly condescending but also somewhat provocative, because he himself was not adept at finding Earth Veins, and of course, he wanted to hear more about whether there were indeed people in Huaxia who excelled at this.

Little did he expect that he was underestimating the heroes of the world; the Wangwu Mountain library indeed contained knowledge about Earth Veins.

However, Bei He would not say that; he just casually replied, “If it can’t be found, then it doesn’t exist. Anyway, I’m free.”

Yet, he was not willing to leave just like that; upon leaving Luohua Manor, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

“Daoist Li, there’s an ordinary person who has been afflicted with yin energy, come find me at Wangwu Mountain for treatment. You know that Wangwu Mountain is not particularly skilled in this area, but your Kongtong lineage has many internal arts experts, I wonder if you would be willing to take over…”

He had to think of a way to give that fellow some trouble to feel a bit more at ease in his heart.

After Bei He left, Guan Shanyue drank some more tea, and just as Li Shishi went out to take a call, she hastily seized the opportunity to speak, “Daoist Feng, I have come with a request. There is a secret place in Danxia Heaven that has been sealed for eight hundred years.”

A secret place? Feng Jun glanced at her, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, “Why is it sealed?”

“That… I’m not sure,” Guan Shanyue’s cheeks turned slightly red, “Actually, it has been sealed for over a thousand years, but eight hundred years ago, a master left words saying that the rise and fall of Danxia Heaven depend on this secret place.”

After hesitating, she asked again, “If I may be so bold to inquire, what is Daoist Feng’s current cultivation realm?”

“Ha ha,” Feng Jun chuckled lightly, your question digs too deep, “Is that important?”

“Very important,” Guan Shanyue nodded seriously, “The master also left a message saying, if there is a cultivator in the realm of Detachment within the sect, they may enter the secret land.”

Truthfully, Feng Jun wanted to reply, I’m not at the Detachment Realm, so let’s forget about this.

Such an answer might not necessarily reveal his true cultivation level, now that others could confirm that he was at least at the Qi Refinement Realm, but what was his maximum realm, hardly few could say for sure, some might even think that he was at the Detachment Realm.

His claiming not to be at the Detachment Realm might not necessarily mean it was true–he might just be trying to decline the request.

In fact, he was somewhat resistant to such tasks.

Leaving aside anything else, knowing too many secrets might not be a good thing–especially within the Daoist Sects, many secrets could be earth-shattering.