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Chapter 847 - Chapter 847 Chapter 847 Unshowy Wealth

Chapter 847: Chapter 847: Unshowy Wealth Chapter 847: Chapter 847: Unshowy Wealth Elder Peng spoke irreverently to King Crow and almost caught a claw for it.

Finally, King Crow realized that it couldn’t be rough with people at will, and Gu Jiahui also timely stopped it.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Elder Peng had his servant take out a bag of medicine powder, “Young Yang, you hold on to this for me; I really have something urgent to take care of. If you don’t believe me, why don’t you come with me?”

Yang Yuxin couldn’t keep him from leaving. After accepting the medicine powder, she gestured for King Crow to circle around them.

Xiao Wu’s sense of smell was still pretty good. After flying around them twice, it ascended into the sky.

Yang Yuxin and Gu Jiahui got into the car and turned back to the manor.

Elder Peng and his attendant exchanged glances and discontentedly curled their lips.

However, the attendant couldn’t help but mutter, “This manor is just too… what’s the word? Even a crow is so fiendish?”

“Ahem,” Dwarf Hill Post coughed twice, “You may leave now… The prowess of King Crow is not something you can understand; even the townsfolk offer it incense.”

Elder Peng turned his head, asking curiously, “How does this King Crow compare with that butterfly… which one is more formidable?”

“Elder,” Gao Mengang raised his voice, clearly irritated.

“Some things are better left unasked, even if you dare to ask, we must dare to answer, and it wasn’t easy for my brother and I to find stable work… You’re a bigshot, why go after us little people?”

“Me, a bigshot?” Elder Peng replied resentfully, “As I age, I’m of no use; Young Yang is the real bigshot.”

Feng Jun was drawing talismans not far from the Bamboo Forest. He had used quite a few Thunderclap Talismans and didn’t have many Sweet Dew Talismans left. Considering that they’d be needed not just at Mount Taibai but also at the foot of Mount Zhige, he thought it necessary to draw some more.

Yang Yuxin and Gu Jiahui came over together, followed not far behind by a circling crow in the sky.

Gu Jiahui, presenting a treasure, placed the small paper bag on the table in front of Feng Jun.

Since advancing to the Dust-free stage, Feng Jun’s Six Senses had become exceedingly sensitive. Just a slight twitch of his nose and he knew what was inside the paper bag, leading him to smile, “So… you brushed up against Elder Peng?”

Gu Jiahui got a fright upon hearing this. Although a bit spoiled, she both respected and feared her master enormously. His probing words frightened her into silence, forcing her to instinctively look towards her mother for support.

Yang Yuxin, however, nodded thoughtfully and asked with a smile, “So the entire situation is under your control?”

Feng Jun just smiled, not answering her question directly, “What exactly happened?”

What happened? Quite simple, King Crow was up to mischief.

After consuming a quarter of a Nurturing Spirit Pill, it immediately sensed the benefits. Not only was the pill rich in Spiritual Energy that was easily digestible, but it also modestly boosted the intelligence of Spirit Beasts.

Xiao Wu was not a Spirit Beast, yet it was rather intelligent, and the Nurturing Spirit Pill did indeed enhance its smarts a bit.

So it pestered Hua Hua for the remaining Nurturing Spirit Pills–my reward couldn’t be just this little, right?

Hua Hua, lacking subtlety, crudely divided the Nurturing Spirit Pill into four parts, promptly gave one to Xiao Wu.

It’s like someone who tasted a slice of watermelon, found it delicious, and then looked for the remaining watermelon–this is clearly only a quarter of a half.

But Hua Hua, straightforward in its dealings, had its reasons and just as bluntly thwacked Xiao Wu as a response.

Unable to obtain a Nurturing Spirit Pill and not a match for Hua Hua, Xiao Wu could only continue to seek merits.

It kept an eye on Elder Peng, and upon discovering he had taken medicine powder out again today, it immediately reported back to Hua Hua.

Hua Hua, being much smarter, vaguely sensed that Feng Jun didn’t seem to care much about this matter, but to say he didn’t care at all wasn’t quite true–after all, he had offered a Nurturing Spirit Pill as a reward.

Therefore, it decided not to report to Feng Jun but found Gu Jiahui instead.

Little Gu, with her Wood-based Constitution, got along well with it. Communication between them was definitely more accessible than with Feng Jun, and after some gestures, she could generally understand its meaning.

Particularly after Hua Hua acquired an iPad, it could easily express itself through “doodling.”

When Gu Jiahui learned about the medicine powder Elder Peng intended to take out of the manor, she definitely couldn’t agree, but she thought using a walkie-talkie to call for help would be inappropriate since Gao Qiang and Xu Leigang both had connections with Elder Peng, and she believed… constantly bothering her master wasn’t good either.

But it wasn’t quite right for her to personally intervene–Elder Peng had been her great-uncle’s superior after all, and even if she held a high status in the manor, it wasn’t proper for a younger person to offend the old man without good cause.

So she naturally contacted her mother–after all, this had been her most practiced maneuver since childhood.

As soon as Yang Yuxin heard the news, she directly contacted the gatekeeper to stop people.

Her status in Luohua Manor was rather unique; although she wasn’t considered one of the estate’s own, she still had responsibility over some of the estate’s affairs, somewhat similar to… the original steward Gao Qiang, yet somewhat more detached.

The two gatekeepers were very clear that within the manor, Yang Yuxin’s identity was not on a par with those core eight, but outside the manor, those eight together couldn’t compare to Director Yang.

Anyway, for the two of them, if Yang Yuxin asked them to let someone in, that was absolutely out of the question, but if she told them to close the door and stop someone, that they could flexibly manage.

In fact, Director Yang believed she was recouping losses for Luohua Manor, thus her commands were issued without any hesitation.

After hearing Gu Jiahui’s explanation and seeing King Crow circling nearby, Feng Jun shook his head with a smile, both crying and laughing: “People die for wealth as birds die for food; Little Wu is really… going all out.”

However, Yang Yuxin had been carefully observing him. She was actually very good at reading people–this is a strength many women possess, and she was just a bit more adept.

She keenly noticed his dismissiveness and cautiously asked, “Should I… have told you in advance?”

“You did well,” Feng Jun said with a smile and a nod. She took a bit of an initiative, but her intentions were for the good of the manor. He absolutely couldn’t tell the truth; on the contrary, he needed to offer a reward–if all the disciples could do the same in the future, that would save him a lot of trouble.

So he said with a smile, “For Xiao Wu’s reward, tell Little Gu and Hua Hua. As for you, Director Yang…”

He paused for a moment before continuing, “I’ll give you a Body Tempering Pill first… and after you acquire the land outside the manor, I’ll teach you the way of cultivation.”

Yang Yuxin jumped up excitedly. She was in her thirties, wearing a pair of platform sandals with a four-to-five-centimeter heel, and yet she was bouncing around on the ground–you can imagine how happy she was.

Body Tempering Pill… She had long heard of it, it’s something you eat before starting cultivation, with effects akin to marrow cleansing and tendon changing. The eight core members of the Manor had quotas for these pills, but there weren’t any spare ones–a turnip for each hole.

Her daughter had some too, but obviously, she wouldn’t compete with her daughter for resources.

After her excitement subsided, she realized something strange in Feng Jun’s expression. “You’re thinking of spreading the pill formula?”

Her guess wasn’t correct, but her keen sense of perception and judgment was worthy of her background.

Feng Jun found himself in a bit of a bind. Flat-out telling the truth could be a bit hurtful, so after some time, he gave a slight smile, “Of course not, it’s just that recently, I’ve felt a bit short-handed.”

He ultimately didn’t say: My pill formula can’t be replicated by others.

But how smart was Yang Yuxin? She blinked and asked quite naturally, “You feel awkward asking me for money?”

Feng Jun was taken aback, then he smiled again, a brilliant smile this time, “Perhaps… I have a pretty strong sense of male pride, why should others pay for my luxury?”

The word “luxury” was apt; at this point, he wasn’t exactly short of money, it was his excessive desires that were to blame.

A glint flashed in Yang Yuxin’s beautiful eyes, yet she said nothing more.

Taking the Body Tempering Pill passed to her by Feng Jun, she thanked him and turned to leave.

That afternoon, Elder Peng found Feng Jun. He straightforwardly expressed that he was just curious about the powder, so he had it analyzed outside. “You didn’t tell me that it shouldn’t be shared, right?”

But Feng Jun just replied with a smile, “Such a good thing, do you think if I didn’t want it shared, you should share it?”

Elder Peng quite shamelessly replied, “I know it wasn’t nice, but understanding the principle could benefit many people… The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, don’t you think so?”

However, Feng Jun’s debating skills were no less than anyone’s, and he just replied with a smile, “Back during the reforms, there was a saying called ‘letting the rich lead the poor.’ Has any of the rich actually managed to do that?

Such a big issue you’re not concerned about, but you’re focusing on my small formula, isn’t that missing the forest for the trees?”

It was a sophistic argument, and Elder Peng could have rebutted further.

But Elder Peng already understood his intentions and chose not to persist any longer, reluctantly saying, “Alright then, I understand your stance. I was inconsiderate. What should I do to make this right?”

Feng Jun shrugged it off with a smile, “Just let it go. I only want to make one thing clear: the pill I gave you was free, but that does not mean it’s cheap.”

Elder Peng was still somewhat embarrassed, or perhaps he truly didn’t want to upset Feng Jun, so the next afternoon, he made a trip to the mountain gate, and when he returned, he had an additional box containing a Vacheron Constantin watch worth over three million yuan.

He noticed Feng Jun, though a billionaire, didn’t wear expensive watches. An old-fashioned person, he wasn’t too interested in watches, but his attendant said that the most expensive among Master Feng’s two watches was worth just seventy to eighty thousand yuan.

So he procured this watch as a token of his apology.

Receiving the gift, Feng Jun felt a bit awkward: It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford a watch, but with his frequent travel between planes, there was no need for an overly expensive watch, in fact, no need for a watch at all…

(It’s only the beginning of the month and the monthly tickets are sliding so badly? Calling out for the guaranteed minimum monthly tickets loudly.)