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Chapter 814 - Chapter 814 Chapter 814 Both Advancing in Rank

Chapter 814: Chapter 814: Both Advancing in Rank Chapter 814: Chapter 814: Both Advancing in Rank Chen Junsheng’s stance was very open-hearted, and Feng Jun was also happy inside; everyone hoped that the person they were helping was principled.

Therefore, he said, “Let’s get it done first, if all else fails you can return with us.”

Chen Junsheng expressed his difficulty, “But if that’s the case, it’ll be hard for me to enter the Immortal Pavilion next time.”

The management of the Immortal Pavilion is particularly strict. It’s much harder for outsiders, especially mortals from the Earth Realm, to sneak in than to prevent illegal immigration on Earth–they kill those caught on the spot.

Marriage for citizenship? Don’t even think about it. Investment immigration isn’t an option either, even an Innate Expert’s work visa is only for three months.

For a cultivator in the phase of shedding their mortal body like Chen Junsheng, the treatment was almost that of a mortal. Even though he had spent a large sum of money to register for a Fang Market residency, he still couldn’t pass through the checkpoints alone.

Yu Changqing was able to freely move through the checkpoints because of her status as a Wutai Disciple backing her up. Where else could a regular person receive such treatment?

“This doesn’t matter,” Feng Jun was quite open about it, “There are so many in the Qi Refinement realm on Mount Zhige, just find anyone to bring you back… If that doesn’t work, you can always turn to Tiantong.”

To others, Mount Zhige looked like a hodgepodge of chaos with no shortage of novelties, but it was rather disorganized.

How disorganized? To the point where the iron law of “a distinction between mortals and immortals” seemed somewhat…ignored there.

But Feng Jun believed that within the chaos of Mount Zhige, there was order, and it was, in fact, flourishing. It’s inevitable for some chaos to exist during the significant development phase of any place.

After all, the fact that Mount Zhige attracted so many cultivation forces wasn’t false.

Speaking of Tiantong, Master Xu had arrived and directly took him to the management office.

The queue at the management office was still long, but as an Intermediate-Level Guest Elder who had stepped out of the mortal coil, Tiantong had some clout. He directly sought out the relevant personnel to bring out the list of candidate residences.

In the end, Feng Jun took a liking to a residence. The courtyard was twelve acres, with two small two-story buildings and a row of bungalows. The previous owner was a scion of a medium-sized clan. The premises had pavilions and towers, decorated passably, though mostly vacant land.

The asking price for the place was 8,000 Spirit Stones, a bit pricey, but the surrounding environment was good and rich in spiritual energy.

This courtyard was slightly above average, and there were even bigger ones available, but Feng Jun felt this place was just fine–why show off?

Next came the processing of Chen Junsheng’s permanent residency. Actually, this step required a guarantee and a commitment for five years.

Master Xu, with a grand gesture, offered himself as guarantor. With his status, even if Chen Junsheng got into any trouble, it wouldn’t be too big of a deal for him as a guarantor–how much trouble could a Fourth Layer Shedding Mortal potentially cause in five years’ time?

After handing over the residence and receiving the deed, Feng Jun casually slipped a Storage Talisman to the person in charge at the management office, then winked.

The officer was quite generous, opening it right there, and upon seeing it contained a Spirit Beast-level Iron-Eating Ant, he beamed with joy. “How could I possibly accept this?”

Iron-Eating Ants are not valuable, but at the Spirit Beast level… they possess some benefits as they can fortify yang energy.

This belonged to the category of items that aren’t worth much if sold, but are not easy to purchase–out of a million Iron-Eating Ants, only a few are Spirit Beasts, and killing one involved too much risk.

“Just accept it,” Feng Jun said straightforwardly, I have a favor to ask, “I previously registered for high-rank seclusion cultivation, and it’s almost my turn, but I was conscripted… This battle left me quite injured, and I need to recover as soon as possible.”

“Don’t worry about that,” the person replied immediately upon hearing such a legitimate request, patting his chest, “Even if others also need recuperation, you were previously in line, forgoing cultivation to answer the call to arms… Fang Market must support this.”

Feng Jun was in a hurry, wanting to enter the secluded cultivation before Huang Fu Flawless returned.

Frankly speaking, it was lucky that he had given away such a Spirit Beast because there were not a few who got injured during the battle in the phase of stepping out of the mortal coil; some were not severely wounded, but because they had distinguished themselves in battle, they were eligible for services beyond their cultivation levels.

When Feng Jun arrived early the next day, there happened to be a mid-stage cultivator who had stepped out of the mortal coil, wanting to recover in a high-rank cave. As soon as the management office personnel saw this, with only two high-rank caves left, they quickly urged Feng Jun forward, “Hurry, or there won’t be any left.”

He had been in the cave for less than an hour before another mid-stage cultivator who had been injured while fighting elsewhere wanted to enter a high-rank cave for recovery. Upon finding out there were no spots left, he stomped his feet in frustration, “What the hell, since when does Qiuchen have so many high-rank cultivators stepping out of the mortal coil?”

Three days later, Huang Fu Flawless returned. Hearing that Feng Jun had entered a high-rank cultivation cave, she looked utterly dejected, “Did he actually get injured, or is he just cultivating?”

“How could I possibly ask that?” Master Xu replied with a chuckle, then his eyes lit up, “Oh, Chairman Huang Fu, you’ve actually… reached the Qi Refining Ninth Layer?”

“I cultivate the ‘Flawless Enlightenment of the Heart,'” Huang Fu Flawless answered casually, “It’s just the accumulation of effort coming to fruition.”

“This cultivation technique is indeed miraculous,” Master Xu nodded. He knew of the “Flawless Enlightenment of the Heart” but didn’t understand the specifics–all he could do was envy, finding it difficult to even keep the conversation going.

After all, although he was a mid-stage cultivator who had stepped out of the mortal coil, he wasn’t deeply rooted or profoundly substantial; otherwise, why would he willingly serve as a Guest Elder at Tiantong?

But the next moment, he said with a smile, “Are you planning to surprise Feng Jun? Be careful, he might step out of the mortal coil right after he comes out of seclusion.”

“He couldn’t possibly have advanced to the Ascendant stage,” Chairman Huang Fu genuinely believed that. Where could you find someone who jumped from Mid-stage Qi Refining to the Ascendant stage in less than a year? But then she immediately realized something, “What does it matter to me whether he ascends or not?”

“So, it’s unrelated,” Senior Xu nodded and then burst into laughter, “Poor little guy, right after the fight ended, the first thing he asked me was where you went… He didn’t even care about his own injuries.”

“He got injured?” Chairman Huang Fu’s head twisted slightly as she stared at him intently, “How did he get hurt? Is it serious?”

“Haha,” Senior Xu laughed heartily. As a Loose Cultivator and with no hope for a Golden Core, this was one of the few pleasures in his life, “Didn’t I tell you earlier? He said he got hurt, so he went to the cave to cultivate… I didn’t dare ask where he was injured.”

Chairman Huang Fu glared at him resentfully and turned to leave.

Feng Jun cultivated in his cave for twenty days, and when he came out, it was already mid-autumn.

He had successfully advanced to the Ascendant stage and had spent three days stabilizing his cultivation level. However, he had used quite a bit of spiritual energy this time. When he left the cave, he was very careful to lower his aura to the High Tier of Qi Refinement.

After coming out, he pretended to smoke and cautiously sensed his surroundings–daring not to use his Divine Sense.

After walking a few more steps, he took out his mobile phone to check “nearby people,” “nearby metals,” “nearby XX”…

In summary, he was extremely cautious, skulking behind the scenes; how could you call it skulking if he wasn’t cautious?

He then went to the management office, settled his Spirit Stones, totaling one thousand eight hundred… He did not use merit points to offset the cost, insisting on not drawing attention to himself.

He maxed out all his perceptive abilities while also desperately maintaining a relaxed state as much as he could…

It was really difficult, genuinely so, until he stepped into his newly bought manor and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a newly purchased manor, over twenty days had passed. While he was cultivating, others were renovating the place, including tidying up the plants and repairing the damaged houses.

Thankfully, since this was the Immortal Market, using spells to repair and tidy up houses was a quick process. Feng Jun had placed some Spirit Stones at Mi Yunshan’s, and Chen Junsheng, after obtaining an Immortal Pavilion residence, could now spend Spirit Stones more naturally.

Recently, Mi Yunshan spent over thirty Spirit Stones to have the manor roughly repaired–this actually meant hiring four Qi Refinement Cultivators for the detailed tasks, with the more mundane chores done by Mi Yunshan and the others themselves.

When Feng Jun returned, the manor had drastically changed, and the last two dilapidated bungalows had been sorted out the day before yesterday.

“Ha, not a bad job with the cleanup,” he did not stint in his praise, “In the future, we can stay here more often… There’s even Spirit Fields now, so we can grow our own vegetables and Spirit Rice.”

As a cultivator from Huaxia Country, he had a deep-rooted attachment to the land, even considering farming in the manor’s yard.

With a towel wrapped around her head and some dirt on her face, Mi Yunshan spoke timidly, “It cost some Spirit Stones to hire help.”

“If it costs, it costs,” Feng Jun couldn’t stand seeing her like this. Whenever he saw her expression and her eyes, he would inexplicably think of that delicate woman from “Dream of the Red Chamber.”

The cleanup of the manor was almost complete. Now, only their own people were laying electrical wires — if generators were used on Mount Zhige, it made no sense not to use them here.

“Go buy a pre-made Spirit Gathering Array,” Feng Jun ordered. He could actually set up his own Spirit Gathering Array, but since he had come to the Cultivation World, it was better not to be too reckless. The arrays he made himself lacked certain seals.

So it was better to buy a ready-made one, which was just a matter of one or two hundred Spirit Stones.

Setting up a pre-made Spirit Gathering Array wouldn’t take long, but… it’s cheap, and he didn’t plan to use it for a long time.

An Intermediate Spirit Gathering Array for Qi Refinement would probably not wear out before Zhang Caixin reached the Ascendant stage.

Plainly speaking, it was a benefit he provided for others–he himself didn’t need it at all as the effect of replenishing spiritual energy was very poor.

Then he looked around at the houses, “The windows are a bit small, take them out… let’s replace them with glass.”

Just then, someone spoke up, “Divine Doctor, shouldn’t we get a defensive formation?”

The speaker was Yu Changzhu. When she saw Feng Jun look at her, her cheeks flushed slightly, “Everyone else has one, and… I want to buy a Water Spirit Pill, can you lend me some Spirit Stones?”

Her Spirit Stones were still accounted for under Feng Jun’s name, amounting to five hundred already.

Feng Jun looked at her without saying a word. The next moment, he suddenly turned his gaze towards the door.

Almost simultaneously, a voice came from outside, “Buying Water Spirit Pills? Come to Tiantong…”

Feng Jun’s brow furrowed, and his aura shifted, his cultivation dropping directly from the High Tier of Qi Refinement to Mid-stage.