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Chapter 830: Chapter 830: Meridian Break (Celebrating the Alliance Leader Liu Daban with the first update) Chapter 830: Chapter 830: Meridian Break (Celebrating the Alliance Leader Liu Daban with the first update) Zhuang Haoyun’s perseverance finally made Feng Jun decide to give his son a chance.

In life, the most important thing is “attitude,” and as for the fact that this person went a little too far in some things, that really isn’t much.

However, Feng Jun also emphasized, “I originally didn’t want to take your son, but seeing your determination, I’ll let him try, but I don’t guarantee success… You should be aware of this.”

“Understood,” Zhuang Haoyun was well aware of this point, knowing that a master leads the way but cultivation is up to the individual, and Master Feng had always been reluctant to take his son, probably also having some considerations, “I’ll bring him to apprentice with you tomorrow.”

“No need,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively and spoke decisively, “He’s not yet qualified to talk about apprenticing, he should just start learning.”

Zhuang Haoyun wasn’t surprised. The estate’s chief steward, the retired special forces soldier Gao Qiang, could only be Feng Jun’s registered disciple. His own son was just starting to cultivate; could he even hope for more?

He smiled and nodded, “It’s now summer vacation, Ze Sheng is in Zhengyang City… Do you have time tonight?”

“That won’t be necessary,” Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke earnestly, “I generally don’t make promises to people, and if I do… whether you invite me for a meal or not, it’s all the same to me.”

It was the Little Celestial Master who couldn’t help but ask, “That stone lamp… has it been returned yet?”

An awkward look appeared on Zhuang Haoyun’s face, “My uncle said… it won’t be returned until at least next spring.”

After chatting for a while longer, he left. Yang Yuxin was the first to express, “This guy has ulterior motives… To be honest, I don’t like those who are unscrupulous in their actions.”

In fact, this was just an excuse. Yes, Zhuang Haoyun liked to challenge various rules and wouldn’t be liked by those who toe the line, but in the end, Director Yang felt that the Zhuang family’s young one seemed to harbor certain intentions towards his daughter.

But Feng Jun misunderstood, laughing as he said, “Not underestimating him, would he dare to be ruthless with me? I just think he’s too persistent, just giving him a chance.”

Yang Yuxin picked up the ancient jade and played with it for a while before speaking, “It’s worth just tens of millions… He got a bargain.”

Feng Jun looked at her with a smile, “Then, Director Yang, find me a jade from the Xia dynasty with workmanship, and I’ll teach you cultivation immediately.”

Yang Yuxin immediately shut her mouth; some things truly couldn’t be bought with money.

Early the next day, Zhuang Haoyun brought Zhuang Zesheng over.

Feng Jun gave Zhuang Zesheng a Body Tempering Pill to start with and had Xu Leigang teach him how to take it.

Xu Leigang knew this youngster was at a rare age to take a whole pill at once, so he explained all kinds of precautions, especially emphasizing the great pain it would cause.

Zhuang Zesheng said he wasn’t afraid of pain–compared to those pampered children, he was confident enough in this respect.

Then… it really hurt. Although he didn’t want to cry out, in the end, he couldn’t bear it, but fortunately, he persisted.

Afterward came the stench all over his body. Zhuang Zesheng was secretly delighted, knowing this was the legendary cleansing of the marrow and sinews. “Senior Brother Xu” said that they all took half a Body Tempering Pill at a time; he was absolutely confident that he would quickly surpass them in the near future.

Of course, this was something he only thought to himself, not appropriate to say out loud.

He even considered that with his excellent aptitude, he truly deserved Gu Jiahui, so for her, it wouldn’t be a compromise.

After taking the Body Tempering Pill, he needed to rest and couldn’t immediately cultivate–this was common knowledge taught by “Senior Brother Xu.”

So the next day, Feng Jun gave him a set of diagrams and said this was the Cultivation Technique he would be practicing soon. He should ponder it for a couple of days, and if there was anything unclear, he could consult Wang Haifeng or Xu Leigang–this was not to be divulged to others.

Zhuang Zesheng first studied it alone for a morning and felt he had a good grasp of it, then got eager to start cultivating–truly impatient.

But in the end, he decided to respect Xu Leigang’s advice: he would start cultivating on the following day.

So that afternoon, he went to the Bamboo Forest to seek advice from his senior brothers–after all, he was idle anyway.

When Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang saw that he was about to start cultivating with just one diagram, they couldn’t help but exchange glances.

Everyone else was practicing techniques with eighteen or twenty-seven diagrams, and he only had one?

The two scrutinized the diagram closely and understood that it was just an introductory diagram, which couldn’t really be said to be incorrect.

But Xu Leigang still couldn’t help but ask, “Ze Sheng, what did the boss say this technique is?”

“The Tai Chi Breathing Technique,” Zhuang Zesheng replied with a hint of pride. “The master said this technique is very powerful and needs to be practiced bit by bit.”

“Hmm,” Wang Haifeng nodded noncommittally. “It seems the boss has high hopes for your aptitude.”

“Not really,” Zhuang Zesheng, though a bit puffed up, still had some clarity in his mind that his aptitude couldn’t compare with Zhang Caixin, who was recognized as a prodigy–otherwise, he would have already been accepted into the gates of Luohua Manor.

He just thought his aptitude was a bit better than average.

So he spoke with a hint of self-praise, “The Master said there would be some risks and asked if I was willing to take on the challenge.”

Feng Jun wasn’t really asking if anyone was willing to take on the challenge; he merely wanted to find someone to also try practicing the Tai Chi Breathing Technique.

He had guessed by now that Tai Chi Breathing is a rather sophisticated Martial Cultivation Technique, but practicing it alone, without anyone to compare and validate against, always felt somewhat hollow.

He had not taught the Tai Chi Breathing Technique to his previous four martial cultivator disciples; this time, with the fifth one, he wanted to give it a try.

As for the possibility of teaching a disciple who might surpass himself, Feng Jun hardly considered it–not while he held subsequent techniques in his grasp, the Mysterious Primordial Saber Technique that led to martial enlightenment was with him, the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique was his… What did he have to fear?

In fact, his greatest concern was that the Tai Chi Breathing Technique would be leaked and deciphered by others.

Of course, it was also a matter of great importance if the disciples’ techniques were leaked, but… that was their own choice.

So, he planned to break down the technique, providing Zhuang Zesheng with one diagram at a time.

Deep down, he had a premonition that Zhuang Zesheng might not be able to master this technique.

However, since this was a chance hard-earned by Zhuang Haoyun’s earnest requests, he did not hold back and gave Zhuang Zesheng the best technique he could offer.

On the third day, Zhuang Zesheng began to practice the Tai Chi Breathing Technique and made exceptionally smooth progress. So much so that after two days, he actively sought out Feng Jun, “I’ve completed the first diagram. May I start practicing the second one?”

Feng Jun wasn’t surprised by this pace of cultivation; his initial rate of practice had been much faster than this, so he brought out the second diagram.

Regrettably, it was during the practice of the second diagram that Zhuang Zesheng finally encountered trouble.

On the first day of practice, things seemed normal, but by noon on the second day, his body suddenly shook violently, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood, and he collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

Zhuang Zesheng was practicing in the bamboo forest, along with several other senior brothers. The commotion alarmed everyone, prompting them to rush to check on him.

Gazi had returned the day before after delivering Spirit Rice to Chaoyang and had stayed at home for two days. He felt Zhuang Zesheng’s pulse only to see his own face turn pale, “His meridians are almost shattered… How could his practice have led to this?”

Everyone was in a flurry, calling for Feng Jun–such a mishap from cultivation was unheard of.

Feng Jun arrived quickly and, upon checking for himself, understood immediately, “The technique is good, but unfortunately, his meridians are too fragile… They can’t withstand such vast Inner Qi.”

In other words, even if Gazi practiced Tai Chi Breathing Technique, it wouldn’t have been this disastrous.

Nevertheless, how can one put it? Accidents are always a part of cultivation, and those who cultivate to the point of deviating are not few in number.

Feng Jun took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and placed it in Zhuang Zesheng’s mouth, “It seems I’ll have to have a talk with his father.”

Zhuang Haoyun had finally managed to get his son accepted into Luohua Manor and was now in the capital city discussing business.

He was quite worried about his son and was aware that after entering the Manor, his son had shown remarkable results with the first “Bones and Tendons Renewal” process–far surpassing the others.

Moreover, his son had also completed the first cultivation diagram with great results in just two days.

But he had never imagined that while practicing the second diagram, his son would face such a significant issue.

He suspected for a moment that Feng Jun might have tampered with something, but then reconsidered: What kind of person was Master Feng? Surely he wouldn’t do such a thing, right?

Regardless, with his son in trouble, he immediately bought a plane ticket and flew back to Zhengyang.

For Feng Jun, this was the first time an accident had occurred while teaching someone to cultivate, which made him fully realize the risks of cultivation–although this time, the risk Zhuang Zesheng took was exceptionally great.

This was certainly related to his providing a higher-level technique, but it also had to do with Zhuang Zesheng’s physical constitution.

Zhuang Haoyun arrived at Luohua Manor that evening, entering the Manor at ten o’clock at night.

Zhuang Zesheng’s meridians weren’t completely shattered but had some ruptures, and the force of the Inner Qi on his organs caused him to vomit blood.

The Foundation Establishment Pill was particularly effective in treating such injuries and showed immediate results. He could now move again, but to move freely and maximize the pill’s effectiveness, he would need at least one more day.

When Zhuang Haoyun saw his son, he appeared to be leaning against the head of the bed, looking a bit pale and weak, without any obvious signs of distress.

After a brief conversation with his son, who then lay down to rest, Feng Jun called Zhuang Haoyun out of the room.

Some things were better left unknown to children, lest they become agitated and cause further issues.

Feng Jun pulled Zhuang Haoyun to a couch in the living room without a word, then took out a wooden box and pushed it across to him.

Inside the wooden box was nothing other than the Shang dynasty Chi dragon-patterned Jade Jue that Zhuang Haoyun had given him two days ago.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Haoyun’s mouth twitched, and seeing that Feng Jun remained silent, he had no choice but to speak up with difficulty, “Master Feng, what is the meaning of this?”

(First update, congratulations to Goldfish Small Mouth Liu Daban, whose name is too long to fit in the title, so it’s been shortened, also summoning monthly votes.)

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