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Chapter 762 - Chapter 762 Chapter 762 Gather in the Northeast Corner

Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Gather in the Northeast Corner Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Gather in the Northeast Corner Feng Jun’s trip to Pingyang this time was rather unsuccessful.

The fact that he barely missed out on a Magic Artifact that was within easy reach really upset him.

Zhuang Haoyun wanted to send them back, but he declined, “We need not trouble Director Zhuang, and no one else is fit to send us off.”

Director Zhuang knew that the other party was holding a grudge about the Stone Lamp, which is why their attitude towards him was also somewhat dissatisfied, so he suggested giving them a big Benz from the Jin region to drive back to Zhengyang.

Feng Jun repeatedly declined, saying there was no need, as he wasn’t lacking a vehicle to drive, but in the end, he had to say, just take us to the town and that’ll be enough.

Director Zhuang drove them in the Benz and dropped them off in the town.

Just as they got out of the car, they happened to run into a vehicle with a Pingyang City government license plate passing by, an Audi.

As the car passed by them, it slowly stopped; in a small town like this, both a Benz and an Audi were rare sights.

The window of the Audi rolled down, Zhuang’s uncle’s face appeared, and he nodded at them, “Heading out? Have a smooth journey.”

Watching the Audi’s window close and the car slowly starting up, the corner of Zhuang Haoyun’s mouth twitched once, and he let out a light snort from his nose.

Feng Jun couldn’t be bothered to pay attention, worrying that one glance at that guy’s face and he wouldn’t be able to resist ambushing the car to murder and loot midway.

Coming to a corner on the street where there were no people around, he released a motorcycle, “Get on.”

But Tang Wenji stepped forward and grabbed the handlebars, “I’ll ride, you sit!”

Feng Jun naturally let her, recognizing her from the first time they met when she was riding a huge Harley motorcycle.

Tang Wenji’s outfit today was quite eye-catching; even though it was only mid-May, she was wearing just a white loose sweatshirt and a pair of brown denim shorts, exposing a pair of long pale legs, and she was riding a rather sizable motorcycle.

And on the backseat of the motorcycle sat a tall and handsome young man.

As she rode the motorcycle, it was quite conspicuous along the way, and many people pointed and commented, “Riding a motorcycle like that, she’s bound to have joint issues sooner or later.”

“Exactly, what’s with the scant clothing in these months?”

These comments were not unfounded, but who could imagine that such a delicate fashion girl would be an Intermediate Level martial master?

The two didn’t go too far, just headed straight for Pingyang City district–since one couldn’t possibly ride a motorcycle on the highway, could they?

In the southern suburbs of Pingyang, there’s Yao Temple, a place of worship through the dynasties, and Feng Jun and Tang Wenji planned to visit it.

It wasn’t a Daoist Sect’s site but rather a place for the children of Huaxia to worship their ancestors. They had no ulterior motives in coming here; they just felt that since they were in Pingyang, it would be regrettable not to pay their respects at Yao Temple.

Yao Temple was originally built during the Western Jin dynasty and had been relocated several times, even moving from Hexi to Hedong, so there were no extremely ancient relics.

However, both of them were engrossed in their visit. They had traveled across many famous mountains and rivers and had a lot of contact with Daoist and Buddhist sects, finding simple historical reflection or appreciating the scenery genuinely refreshing.

Nonetheless, Tang Wenji’s attire was still a bit too noticeable. Although there were many women in Pingyang City with pale legs, at the start of summer, and at a place of worship, most people dressed more conservatively.

Many people turned their heads to look at her, with some pointing and commenting that the weather wasn’t hot enough for such clothes.

The Little Celestial Master felt quite aggrieved inside; in our southern region, everyone started dressing like this a month ago.

In the end, someone made a remark in a voice not too loud or too soft, “Dressed up quite prettily, but you’ll have to wash slowly when you get home.”

Pingyang was a coal-producing area, and the air quality was among the worst in the country. Tang Wenji had pale legs, a white sweatshirt, and a pair of white travel shoes; spending a day in Pingyang meant indeed having quite a bit to wash in the evening.

Hearing this, she suddenly lost interest and said, “Let’s go, there aren’t many old items here, anyway.”

Feng Jun had been silent all along and didn’t react to her words; he seemed somewhat out of sorts.

It wasn’t until noon, when many people went to have lunch, that he glanced left and right and slowly walked to the gate tower of Yao Temple.

With fewer people around at this moment, he quickly found a stone heavy with malevolent energy among the broken rocks by the gate tower.

This was one of the two stones missing from the Stone Lock, he bent down to pick it up and examined it, discreetly tucking the stone away.

With this, he couldn’t help but feel amazed; the land of Jin was full of surprises indeed. His earliest adventure, the Stone Ring, he had found in the eastern mountains outside Bingzhou City, and now just by wandering around Yao Temple, he had stumbled upon a fragment of the Stone Lock.

Although there was no gain in the Zhuang Family’s cave, he had, in fact, sensed a Magic Artifact similar to the stone lamp. Still, it was unfortunate that the Stone Lamp had just brushed past him; one could say his luck hadn’t been great, but it wasn’t fair to say the Jin region was devoid of treasures.

He even began to consider whether to visit a few more places in the Jin region.

But the pressing matter was to stroll around Yao Temple a bit more–who knows if he might come across the other stone piece?

Unfortunately, in the following three hours, he didn’t find anything at all.

Seeing that it was nearly four o’clock in the afternoon, he felt that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn’t be able to make it back to Luohua Manor, so he called Tang Wenji, released a car, and headed straight for Zhengyang.

On the way, Tang Wenji received a phone call. It turned out to be from the Daoist Association of Quju, which wanted to know when she would return to Maoshan, as the city wanted to consult her on some matters.

This was the aftermath of the chaos caused by Kunlun in Maoshan. Kou Laozhong brazenly used the Time Shuttle under broad daylight, and it was hard not to cause a sensation, especially since there were more than two thousand people at the scene.

In an era where social media is booming, ninety percent of people have moments to share, and uploading a video clip could cause quite the stir.

Kunlun was accustomed to stirring up such chaos, not because they had any twisted sense of fun, but simply because… no one knew where the gates of Kunlun were.

Once Kunlun disciples were done with their rampage, they would just walk away, since nobody could find them anyway, but the local cultivators would be out of luck.

This time was no different. Kou Laozhong had intended to keep a low profile, but seeing the situation getting out of control, he didn’t hesitate to use the Time Shuttle, and how to deal with the aftermath was Maoshan’s problem.

With such an astonishing scene appearing in moments, and not just captured by one person, could it possibly be suppressed?

Of course, no matter how many related videos there were, without the presence of authoritative media, they would not attract much official attention.

Just like when Feng Jun was forced to sell the Rare Stone, he did want to hype it up, but no one paid attention to him–expect to hype something up without spending money?

This incident caused a big stir locally in Maoshan, but further up, it was met with mere chuckles.

Some people directly believed that the video was artificially processed, while others disdainfully said that Maoshan was getting better and better at playing games. The buzz around the reopening of Huayang Celestial Part of Jintan hadn’t even subsided, and they had already started a new round of publicity.

Publicizing the Spiritual Spring, then manned flight, what’s next? Ascension to immortality?

Since it was regarded as a publicity stunt, and Maoshan hadn’t come up with the corresponding “publicity fees,” let alone traditional media, even online media intentionally suppressed the news.

Of course, there were some journalists who, after conducting relevant investigations, tried to spread the word, but were suppressed by their superiors–spooky phenomena were not allowed since the founding of the country; you’re telling me people can fly in the air? Where’s the political sensitivity?

If they were willing to spend a little money, it could be treated as a freakish tale, and publishing a piece about it wouldn’t matter, but without any money, it definitely had to be about politics.

To be honest, the Official Government would rather not inquire into such matters, as the relevant departments had little interest in attending to them–after all, both the Buddhist and Daoist Sects were all too adept at creating strange incidents, even Qin Shi Huang was once deceived.

To say that no official noticed this would be incorrect; some did approach Maoshan to find out what was going on.

Tang Wangsun replied, “I don’t know those people either. They claimed to be Kunlun disciples and left after causing the trouble.”

As to why they could fly in the air… how would I know that?

Could such an answer satisfy people? Obviously not, especially in this era of “endless entertainment.”

So, the pressure on Maoshan wasn’t that great, but there were quite a few people asking about Tang Wenji being captured by Kunlun disciples and how she was now.

The call from the Daoist Association of Quju also intended to ask when she could return to Maoshan–“Some key leaders in the city are quite concerned about this matter.”

In reality, the “key leaders” mentioned were a very far-fetched term, merely the association putting gold on its own face. Which key leader would dare to openly claim that Daoist Sects could possibly achieve physical flight? Do they no longer care for their political lives?

It was merely the people below wanting to clarify some matters, and after settling on the details, they could use it as a way to ingratiate themselves with the leaders.

Luckily, Tang Wenji, who always aimed high and lived outside the system, had never cared much for any leaders.

Now following Feng Jun, she was about to become an Innate Expert, so naturally, she paid even less attention to such words.

But what really concerned her was whether they knew about the murder she had committed. Were they trying to lure her back for a thorough investigation?

She had killed those two men inside Luohua Manor, so theoretically, it shouldn’t have been possible for the news to spread, but… what if?

So she seriously replied, “I have already escaped from Kunlun’s hands. I’m dealing with some business outside at the moment, which is also resolving the karma of this matter; I can’t possibly return to Maoshan in the short term.”

The Daoist Association was slightly displeased, saying, “Give us a definite answer, when can you come back?”

Tang Wenji simply hung up the phone, a light snort escaping from her sculpted nose, “Demand that I give information… who do you think you are to demand that of me?”

Feng Jun was driving the car, and at her words, he chuckled, “They’re just social organizations, yet they always think they’ve become government officials. What kind of attitude is that?”

Little Celestial Master also laughed, “Exactly, I’ve heard many student council officials really think they’re genuine officials.”

Feng Jun drove steadily, not too fast, and it took him four hours to get to Luohua Manor, just in time for eight o’clock in the evening.

After returning, when he told everyone about the possible missed opportunity with a Magic Artifact, there was not a soul who didn’t sigh.

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