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Chapter 970 - Chapter 970 Chapter 970 Bidding Farewell to the Old and

Chapter 970: Chapter 970 Bidding Farewell to the Old and Welcoming the New (Requesting a guaranteed ticket for February with one more update) Chapter 970: Chapter 970 Bidding Farewell to the Old and Welcoming the New (Requesting a guaranteed ticket for February with one more update) “Ah, Zhi Ning Yuan Bao,” Yang Yuxin listened, her mind wandering again.

Actually, she did not have any particular fondness for ancient coins; it was her deceased husband, Gu Laosan, who loved them.

Later, she helped her late husband fulfill his wishes, and while collecting ancient coins, she gradually developed some interest in them.

But in recent times, she had begun to forget about this hobby, and her late husband was also becoming a more distant memory in her heart…

Hearing Smith’s words, she couldn’t help feeling a twinge of guilt–Am I being fickle?

Feng Jun didn’t know what she was thinking. Seeing her distracted, he spoke up, “Zhi Ning Yuan Bao? Alright, name your price, and I will spare you this time… I’m not one to harshly punish without teaching.”

“No need!” Yang Yuxin finally snapped back to reality and responded decisively, “I don’t accept rewards for no merit. This item is too precious; there is only one in existence. I don’t know where you could find another, but what I mean to say is… I don’t need it.”

Feng Jun truly didn’t know this; his eyes widened in surprise as he asked, “There is only one in existence?”

“Yes,” Yang Yuxin nodded, “As far as is known, there’s only one. I don’t want to collect it; authentication is also an issue…”

In fact, for her, authentication was really not an issue at all. It was just that she had already made up her mind but couldn’t express it openly, so she used this excuse.

Let the past go; it’s not that she was being cold-hearted, but the dead are gone, and the living must go on…

Feng Jun glanced at her and also came to a realization, so he said no more.

That night, Feng Jun allowed Smith to go home–although he had offended him, even more severely than Xu Mansha did, this man had connections in the Imperial Capital, and he wasn’t worried about him fleeing, unlike Xu Mansha, who couldn’t be compared to him.

That same night, Feng Jun finally asked, “Yuxin… do you want to cultivate?”

After a moment of stunned silence, tears couldn’t stop flowing from Yang Yuxin’s eyes, yet she said not a word.

“There, there,” Feng Jun reached out, placed his hand on her shoulder, and wiped her tears with the other, smiling as he spoke, “Actually, you have always been doing the preparatory work for cultivation, it’s just… you are past the prime age for cultivation, and I was worried your expectations might be too high.”

“I understand,” Yang Yuxin sobbed in response, “My expectations really aren’t high. To make my body slightly better, to live a bit longer, to keep a youthful appearance a little longer…”

Feng Jun reached out, gently pulling her into his arms, and kissed her eyelids while softly speaking, “Don’t cry, this is supposed to be a happy moment. I’m fortunate that I woke up not too late…”

To be honest, it was today, when he was about to face Kunlun, that he finally realized something: Yang Yuxin was nearly invincible in the ordinary world, no one could hurt her, but once she faced a Cultivator, her defenses weren’t sufficient.

Therefore, he had to enhance her ability to protect herself. Truthfully, she was the first person who, through her consistent sincerity, had changed Feng Jun’s mind–contrasted starkly with Zhuang Haoyun.

Both tried to please Feng Jun by appealing to his interests, Zhuang Haoyun tried hard, also offering quite some wealth, using all kinds of means, but however you looked at it, he seemed rather petty compared to Yang Yuxin.

So, it goes to show that persistent effort eventually pays off.

Yang Yuxin then reversed her hands, circling his waist, whispering softly, “Thank you, it’s not too late that you’ve realized, really not too late at all, any earlier would have been impossible…”

The next day as dawn broke, Yang Yuxin advanced to the first level of Transcending Mortality.

Actually, this was a natural progression; she had been staying at Luohua Manor for a long time, particularly near the villa’s backyard, occasionally entering the valley’s Spirit Gathering Array. Unintentionally, her physical constitution had improved a lot, and she had also taken Body Tempering Pills.

Moreover, being with Feng Jun wasn’t just once or twice. In fact, Feng Jun was right; whenever they were together, he would intentionally or unintentionally operate the Soaring Dragon Royal Phoenix Union Technique, enjoying it himself while also benefiting her.

Her accumulation really was enough, just lacking that final push–the mastery of the Soaring Dragon Royal Phoenix Union Technique.

Mastery of a cultivation technique couldn’t be achieved overnight, and although it was a high-level technique, it wasn’t something one could cultivate alone. With experienced guidance, a beginner could progress quickly, even if hurriedly, she only knew the methods but not the principles behind them.

Thus, despite the place they stayed not having a Spirit Gathering Array, being rather known for its smoggy air in the Imperial Capital, she naturally progressed and stepped into the threshold of Transcending Mortality.

Feng Jun wasn’t a stingy person, and promptly gave her a Transcending Mortality period Storage Talisman, the kind that could be used thirty times.

He actually had Storage Talismans that mortals could use as well, but besides his parents, he only gave them to four male disciples and Tang Wenji–these five people all had strong martial prowess, capable of protecting their own possessions.

The only exception was giving one to Dong Zenghong, but that was an unavoidable matter; he had not only damaged the other’s Destiny Plate but also caused his own Stone Ring to advance in level, and since the other was a Martial Culturator, he could only give a mortal version of the Storage Talisman.

Fortunately, the descendants of the Heir of Ghost Valley are people with a good sense of the bigger picture, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

But whether or not to give it to Yang Yuxin, Feng Jun has been hesitating.

Firstly, her relationship with the Official Government is too close. He’s afraid this item will be taken by them–he’s not too worried about the government deciphering the secret, but if they can’t, they might just come directly to him: Hey, why can’t we crack it?

Moreover, her ability to protect the Storage Talisman is too weak. Yes, she is the wife of Gu Laosan, which is true, but what if Eldest Gu says, “Xiao Yang, let me borrow your item”, could she really say no?

Now that she has progressed to the Mortal Shedding stage, these concerns can be completely alleviated, giving you a Storage Talisman for thirty uses–not a big deal if the usage is a bit high, the key point is that the usage threshold has significantly increased.

In all of Huaxia, how many are in the Mortal Shedding stage? A hundred I dare not say, definitely not a thousand.

Even if something is good, if it’s useless when snatched by others, then it cannot be considered in the broad sense a sought-after item.

Yang Yuxin was so happy that she shed tears again, burying her head and crying for a long time before she began studying how to use this Storage Talisman.

Actually, she had seen her daughter’s Storage Talisman long ago, Gu Jiahui had let her see everything, just envied–couldn’t use it though.

However, she already knew the relevant usage techniques, so she happily experimented several times, her face full of an unstoppable smile.

Feng Jun couldn’t help but remind her, “Hey, there are a limited number of uses, don’t waste it.”

Yang Yuxin flashed him a sweet smile, “No worries, I’ll let you use it a few more times, and you can let me use it a few more times… You’re not short of them, right? Coach, I heard practicing Yoga more often gives you everything.”

Feng Jun distressingly slapped his forehead, “When did you become so cheeky?”

In fact, he was right. He now had more than enough Storage Bags, and as many Storage Talismans as he wanted; to him, these were merely consumables–hardly costing any Spirit Stones.

But it’s amazing that Yang Yuxin could feel that the Storage Talisman was just so-so; previously, she couldn’t get it just because her own conditions were not up to par–her keen sense of smell must be remarked upon.

Of course, this might also be related to her background; born in the Jin City Yang Family and married into the Gu Family, she’s seen a lot of rare items. Once she could get her hands on it, she naturally tested it several times.

No way around it, even her casual testing several times was quite natural–it was an inherent or nurturally cultivated temperament.

In contrast, Dong Zenghong, the Heir of Ghost Valley, upon learning he would receive a Storage Talisman, made thorough preparations, and in front of Feng Jun, took out a large number of items.

In fact, Dong Zenghong’s behavior impressed Feng Jun more; things should be planned reasonably like this.

But Yang Yuxin also made it impossible for him to get angry; such things happening to others would be a total waste, but when it happened to her, it seemed… somewhat justifiable?

All in all, it was just a scene of flaunting their affection, better left unsaid.

It was around eleven in the morning when Smith called first, saying he was ready to head to Kunlun, and half an hour later, Xu Mansha also called, indicating they could leave.

Then Feng Jun found himself struggling with a dilemma again–should he leave now or in the evening?

He took out his mobile phone to check, and found out that the suspected location of Kunlun had extremely low temperatures, as low as minus thirty degrees at night, and even during the day, the highest temperature wouldn’t exceed minus twenty degrees.

The last time he went to Xiqing Mountain, he didn’t check the weather forecast. After entering the mountain, his mobile phone lost signal and even once froze to the point of being unable to turn on, and only now did he realize just how cold it was there.

This made him hesitate; his original plan was to use the Time Shuttle, but with such cold weather, even if he could bear it, others might not.

As he hesitated, his phone rang; it was Li Shishi, “President Feng, Zhuang Haoyun’s wife called, saying he has been missing for three days, asking if we know his whereabouts.”

Zhuang Haoyun had left Luohua Manor four days ago, then returned to Pingyang, Jin Province that day, and traveled to Bingzhou the next day. After entering Bingzhou, there was no more news from him.

Zhuang’s wife initially didn’t think much of it; businessmen often have inconvenient times, but after not being able to reach him on the phone for two consecutive days, she grew anxious. After finding no information elsewhere, she reported to the police yesterday morning.

The police, by tracing Zhuang Haoyun’s mobile phone signal, found that after he entered Bingzhou, he answered a call, and not long after, the phone lost signal.

Regrettably, that call was from an unregistered number, and they couldn’t track down the owner of the phone.

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