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Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Hua Hua's Promotion Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Hua Hua's Promotion Feng Jun's request was that he hoped Yang Yuxin could provide a sealed base that ensured outsiders would not have access, and at the same time, he hoped that the relevant personnel inside the base would not be too curious.
In fact, Feng Jun had intended to build this base himself, but secrecy was a big issue, and he did not want to devote too much energy to this base.
When he realized that the resources Yang Yuxin had at her disposal could easily establish this base, he immediately made a decision–professional matters should be left to professionals.
However, since it was an important issue, he could not ask Director Yang to serve him for free, so an exchange of benefits was inevitable.
Coincidently, he had also been quite intent on taking Gu Jiahui as a disciple, possessing the Yimu Physique, the second physique he was moved by in the Earth Realm–if not counting some guy with an Earth System physique who was already dead.
What he had always lacked was just a reason to take a disciple–after all, it is necessary that 'the law should not be transmitted lightly.'
When Yang Yuxin heard that if she could properly handle this matter, Feng Jun would take her daughter as a disciple, she did not hesitate and nodded her head in agreement, “Leave it to me. Where do you plan to locate this base?”
“Definitely in a remote place, the more desolate, the better, the local government should not ask questions,” Feng Jun saw that she agreed so promptly, naturally he would make requests according to his own plans, “Of course, I hope it wouldn't be too far from Chaoyang and Luohua.”
“Alright,” Yang Yuxin nodded decisively, “I will get back to you within ten days.”
Though she said within ten days, they had only spent three days at this location.
Three days later, Hua Hua emerged from Black Colt Tower; as soon as it came out, it flew around excitedly, appearing to have an excess of energy–it had finally advanced to the Intermediate Level of Qi Refining.
It should be noted that it was already at the Initial Stage of Qi Refining when it first entered the Spirit Plant Garden, and after several hundred years, it had finally advanced. Moreover, based on its cultivation experience in Black Colt Tower, it believed that advancing to the Dustless Stage was not a dream.
Feng Jun, however, was inwardly sighing. A rare species indeed was a rare species. In just three days, it managed to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Intermediate Level of Qi Refining, and even stabilized its realm. He remembered that his own advance to the Intermediate Level of Qi Refining didn't have such efficiency.
With Hua Hua's advancement completed, their camping by the creek side also came to an end, so everyone packed up and left.
After returning to the residential area, Feng Jun told his parents that the place needed to be properly planned, as he would consider setting up a formation there in the future.
During the three days by the creek, some changes had also occurred in the residential area. Hearing that Feng Jun was in Chaoyang, his classmate Yue Pengfei also made a special trip over, and even rushed into the mountains to the residential area.
Yue Pengfei's visit was purely to build a relationship; he knew that Feng Jun currently had a lot of funds at his disposal, but he was not here to gather deposits, but to offer loans.
That's right, banks are just like that. When Feng Jun had to pay lump-sum contracting fees, he could only seek help from Yang Yuxin, but once he paid the contracting fee and had a large sum of money for construction, the banks started to think–perhaps you need a loan?
Feng Jun straightforwardly stated that he did not need a loan, and even if he was short of money, he could obtain it.
Yue Pengfei did not take his attitude to heart. In fact, with Feng Jun's current wealth, who would dare to haggle with him?
Classmate Yue wasn't necessarily there to offer a loan; his main purpose was to get close to President Feng.
There was no help for it, relationships needed to be maintained, and frequent interactions created good relations, as the saying goes, 'Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.'
Feng Jun had too much to do. That day in Chaoyang, he treated Yue Pengfei to a meal, and then left in the middle of the night.
On the way, he received a call from Tang Wenji.
The Little Celestial Master had already returned to Maoshan, riding back on a Harley motorcycle. At this time in Chaoyang, one could basically ride a motorcycle as long as they dressed warmly, not to mention Maoshan was located south of Chaoyang.
Tang Wenji told him that Guan Shanyue from Danxia Heaven had found Maoshan and hoped to get exact information on Feng Jun, but neither Tang Tianshi nor the Little Celestial Master dared reveal Feng Jun's whereabouts.
She passed this information quietly to remind him to be prepared to be sought out by others.
Moreover, she planned to go into seclusion, hoping to visit Luohua Manor again as an Intermediate Level martial master after coming out of seclusion.
Feng Jun could understand her feelings. Reaching the level of Intermediate Level martial master at her age was quite rare even in the Mobile Phone Realm. As long as resources kept up, becoming an Innate Expert was essentially just a matter of time, hence her focus on cultivation was inevitable.
What he found somewhat amusing was Magu from Danxia Heaven, Guan Shanyue, the neighborly auntie he had some recollection of. He didn't expect that she would miss meeting him twice due to mistiming, and now she had actually gone to Maoshan.
Of course, if he hadn't found the Earth Vein on his own territory, he would indeed have made a trip to Maoshan.
So, she hadn't done anything wrong… it's just that she was truly a bit unlucky with timing.
Since Maoshan chose to protect his privacy and did not disclose his whereabouts, Feng Jun naturally would not waste this kindness. He also chose silence–after all, he had no connection with Danxia Heaven.
As dawn broke, Feng Jun and his party returned to Luohua Manor.
Zhuang Zesheng was already back, but his father, Zhuang Haoyun, hadn't come. With him was his mother.
Since the coach had driven away, he had no place to rest, and Luohua Manor didn't allow him to stay overnight, so his mother could only rent a medium-sized bus, which was parked at the mountain gate.
The noise of the coach's return woke him and his mother.
Watching the coach enter the mountain gate, he made a rather extravagant request for the first time, “Mom, can our family… can we also get a customized coach like that one?”
Customizing a luxury coach was expensive, but for Mrs. Zhuang Haoyun, this wasn't a problem. Her concern was something else, “Even if we had such a vehicle, we couldn't enter the mountain gate, we would only be able to park it outside.”
“Then forget it,” said Zhuang Zesheng dejectedly. He knew his parents had already given too much for him, “Anyway, I'll be better soon. I can bear it a little longer, and then I can go back to school.”
“What's the big deal about going back to school?” Zhuang Zesheng's mother was not so easily placated, “Staying a bit longer doesn't matter. Don't you like Gu Jiahui? Once you leave here, it will be really hard to get in touch with her again.”
Zhuang Zesheng did indeed like Gu Jiahui. Firstly, he couldn't deny that he was attracted to this beautiful girl, and secondly, the Gu Family's heritage was also very appealing to him–If he could marry her, the Zhuang family could reach a new level!
However, it was a great pity that, at noon, they were invited to observe the ceremony: Feng Jun was accepting Gao Qiang and Gu Jiahui as disciples.
Before this, Feng Jun had never held any formal ceremony when taking disciples, and even the nature of the master-disciple relationship had not been set.
But now things were different. As his business was expanding, he had to pay attention to the rules or things would become chaotic.
Sister Hong was clear on how to handle ceremonies. Her idea was to send out a hero's invitation, set a date, have all the relevant people come to witness the rise of Luohua Manor, and by the way, publicize the estate's rules.
In fact, she had a little ulterior motive: she wanted to establish herself in the position of “Master's Wife.”
But her sister, Zhang Caixin, did not agree with this approach. Whether Xiao Caixin had guessed her sister's intentions or not, she thought it was better to keep a low profile in order to avoid shocking the world. The ceremony would certainly be there, but it should just be a formality.
Director Mei supported her opinion and also mentioned that she was familiar with the etiquettes–after all, she worked in a library.
Feng Jun's idea was even simpler: finalize the arrangements and be done with it, for he was in a hurry to return to the mobile phone dimension.
So, that noon, in the great hall in front of the villa, a simple master-apprentice ceremony was held.
The ceremonial proceedings were truly simple. Feng Jun sat in the middle on a Taishi Chair, with three male disciples to his left and three female disciples to his right. Li Shishi was by his side serving tea. Gao Qiang and Gu Jiahui offered their gifts as a token of discipleship and kowtowed to their master.
The gift from Gao Qiang was not heavy, just six jars of sixty-year-old Moutai liquor–something that really couldn't be bought with money alone, and it was thanks to his living in the capital that he was able to acquire such an item.
The gift from Gu Jiahui was relatively straightforward and fierce: a two-entry quadrangle by Houhai in Beijing, a property that money couldn't buy!
In fact, both Yang Yuxin and her daughter knew that Feng Jun didn't have a favourable impression of Beijing, but he could go whenever he wanted, that was no big deal, and she could also send someone to take care of the courtyard, which would be a good way to close the distance with Master Feng.
As for the master-apprentice gifts, Feng Jun was certainly not going to refuse them. However, he was too lazy to transfer the property of the quadrangle and merely accepted the property deed, saying he would deal with it when he felt like visiting Beijing again.
Having received gifts, he naturally wanted to show his gratitude. He first gave Gao Qiang a jade box.
Inside the jade box was a Cultivation Technique and two bottles of pills, the Body Tempering Pill and the Foundation Establishment Pill, but the Cultivation Technique was just the ordinary twenty-seven diagram.
Feng Jun had also considered whether to teach Gao Qiang the Tai Chi Breathing Technique, but then he thought that the technique might have hidden dangers. If Gao Qiang encountered any problems during cultivation, it would become his own trouble.
He wasn't worried about Gao Qiang cultivating too quickly–he couldn't possibly outpace him–but he just didn't think it was appropriate to experiment in this way.
In fact, he had no intention of teaching Gao Qiang how to cultivate, “Within two years, you will only be a nominal disciple. You should figure out the Cultivation Technique on your own. As for how to take the pills and what to pay attention to during cultivation, you can ask your three senior brothers for advice.”
Gao Qiang thanked his master ceremoniously, and from that moment on, he would call Feng Jun “Master.”
In fact, Xu Leigang and the other two were now formally addressing Feng Jun as “Master”, even Wang Haifeng did so.
After Feng Jun finished with Gao Qiang, he turned to Gu Jiahui, “I will personally teach you how to cultivate. I'll give you the Cultivation Technique later.”
The technique he intended for Xiao Hui truly couldn't be revealed outright. Otherwise, the four male disciples would feel discontented upon seeing it, wondering why the female disciples were being taught cultivation while they were left to be Martial Cultivators.
Upon hearing this, Sister Hong and Feng Jing looked at him with an expressionless stare: How could you not spare such a young girl? What a beast!
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Chapter end
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