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Chapter 643: Chapter 643 Good Stuff Isn’t Cheap (Three More for Monthly Pass)

Chapter 643: Chapter 643 Good Stuff Isn’t Cheap (Three More for Monthly Pass)

Elder Guo, despite his advanced age, had a keen insight thanks to his many years of social experience.

He looked around at their surroundings and then tugged his son to leave, “Alright, this is a defensive formation, guarding the Spirit Gathering Array.”

Luohua Manor’s attitude towards them was friendly, but a close observation of such a formation clearly breached certain taboos.

Guo Haiyun actually wasn’t lacking in experience either, but he was somewhat taken aback upon seeing the frequency of formations within the manor.

Hearing his father’s words, he, too, hastily left, while his mind replayed the layout they had just witnessed.

After taking about a dozen steps, he let out a light sigh, “Indeed it is a defensive formation, but I’m not sure if it’s a trapping formation or a killing formation.”

Elder Guo gave him a helpless glance, “Can’t you speak less? There’s no such thing as killing formations in this world… and don’t ever mention it again.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in killing formations, but such things… could not be casually mentioned!

Upon hearing this, Guo Haiyun laughed as if he had an epiphany, “I was just a bit too excited. With Master Feng’s exquisite mastery of formations, wouldn’t Weiyu’s Secret Treasure be easily accessible again?”

Elder Guo was also very pleased, but amidst his happiness, he couldn’t help but frown and sigh with concern, “I suspect we can’t just learn from these two formations for free.”

“Can it be so?” Guo Haiyun looked at his father in surprise, “I don’t think Master Feng is that petty.”

“Whether he is petty or not, I’m not sure,” the corner of Elder Guo’s mouth twitched and his expression turned sour, “but that Sister Hong, she’s definitely not generous!”

Sure enough, after lunch and a short rest, just as Guo Haiyun was about to return to the Spirit Gathering Array for cultivation, Sister Hong approached him and his father with a smile, “Do the manor’s two formations meet the approval of the two esteemed cultivators?”

Elder Guo was comfortably sipping his tea when he heard this; he first froze, then his old face crumpled into a frown.

Guo Haiyun, however, nodded frankly, “Your esteemed manor is truly remarkable, an eye-opening experience indeed.”

Upon hearing this, Elder Guo glared fiercely at his son.

Guo Haiyun was puzzled, only to hear Sister Hong say with a smile, “It’s rare for you both to approve. However, I just asked Master Feng, and he isn’t sure if he’ll be able to find the time recently; he’s quite obsessed with his cultivation.”

See, this is the consequence of casual praise! Elder Guo shot another glare at his son, then said to Sister Hong with a forced smile, “You are also representing Luohua Manor, you wouldn’t go back on your word, would you?”

“How could my Luohua Manor have such people?” Sister Hong looked at him in surprise, “Not to mention that the deal was never actually settled, even if it was, when the manor master goes to Weiyu Mountain depends on his schedule, right?”

Guo Haiyun instantly caught on; it looked like after having their eyes opened, this woman was planning to raise the price.

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“If you put it that way, you make things difficult for me,” Elder Guo said with a pained expression, acutely feeling the woman’s tenacity, “The Weiyu Lineage aspires to revive its glory and needs a vast amount of resources; can you be more generous?”

“I didn’t mean anything else,” Sister Hong said seriously, although the slight upward turn of her lips betrayed her mood, “I was just saying, Master Feng might not have time recently; he’s genuinely very busy.”

Elder Guo made up his mind, “Then I can only take advantage of my seniority and ask Master Feng myself when he might have time.”

Sister Hong’s laughter blossomed, joyful and carefree, “If you wish to ask him, that’s up to you.”

Although her smile was as lovely as flowers, this was a habit formed through her social dealings. As mentioned earlier, Sister Hong’s smile was far more daunting than when she was angry.

Elder Guo might not have known of this legend but could sense the subtle shift in her emotions.

Indeed, he did not wish to enrage her, “Then let’s add another half a percent; twenty-three percent commission… we really can’t go any higher, this is like signing away our sovereignty.”

Sister Hong spoke emotionlessly, “No worries, you don’t have to agree. Otherwise… why don’t you have a talk with Master Feng?”

Guo Haiyun, witnessing their haggling, felt a bit disgusted; he really disliked this kind of negotiation. Just then, his father sent him a look.

He immediately understood the meaning behind his father’s gaze and stood up, “I have no say in this matter anyway; I’m off to the Spirit Gathering Array.”

He really couldn’t be of any help; it would be better to take advantage of this time and absorb more Spiritual Energy.

Nonetheless, he couldn’t help feeling a little bit emotional that in the end, the path of cultivation still relied on strength; even just wanting to broaden their horizons, they had to immediately pay a price.

He had a feeling that Feng Jun probably wouldn’t be so petty, but unfortunately, they specifically had to negotiate with Sister Hong.

His father even threatened to discuss the matter with Feng Jun, but both sides knew that it was just a threat.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t take action, but if they did go through with it, even if Feng Jun agreed to Elder Guo’s request, the Guo Family might win on the surface, but the intangible losses could be even more significant.

Guo Haiyun didn’t want to consider these headache-inducing matters. He practiced in the bamboo forest until ten o’clock at night before he returned to the villa.

Guo and his son didn’t stay in the villa, and Luohua Manor did not accommodate outsiders overnight; Guo Haiyun could only cultivate until ten o’clock at most. To cherish this opportunity, he even skipped dinner.

As he drove, he ate the stuffed buns that his old father had brought out from the manor.

The buns weren’t big, weighing about two liangs each, warmed by the microwave to be slightly hot but not enough to scald the mouth.

He wolfed down eight buns in rapid succession, and when he reached out for another, he discovered there were none left.

Seeing how much he could eat, Elder Guo felt joyful, “Eh, it’s been a long time since you’ve had such an appetite.”

“I’m only half full,” Guo Haiyun responded offhandedly, “I’ll need to eat some more later… The effect of cultivating in the Spirit Gathering Array is really good.”

“Sigh,” Elder Guo let out a long sigh, “I’ve overpaid again by 0.75 percent.”

Therefore, the service fee ratio set by Luohua Manor reached an oddly specific 23.25 percent…

The good news was that Feng Jun could start his journey immediately without delaying anything. This outcome somewhat eased the father and son’s minds.

Actually, for Feng Jun, he too wanted to set out earlier rather than being too busy with cultivation, as Sister Hong had said.

He was indeed busy cultivating, but as he calculated the time, he was almost at the point where he could ascend to the High Tier of Qi Refinement. The issue he was considering now was whether to advance on Earth Realm or in the mobile phone dimension.

Advancing in the Earth Realm, he seriously doubted whether the spiritual energy here would suffice for his use and how much disturbance it would cause.

Advancing in the mobile phone dimension, he had to consider being targeted by other cultivators—after all, he was posing as a master there.

Since returning from Jin City, he had been pondering over this matter and had not yet made a decision.

Although he had only returned to Luohua Manor a few days ago and didn’t have much interest in going out, Sister Hong believed that since the New Year holiday had just ended and it was the cold winter, Weiyu Mountain should have fewer visitors, making it convenient to go.

If they waited a little longer, students would be on holiday, and the number of people going there would increase. After that, Feng Jun would need to consider going home for the Lunar New Year.

For these reasons—not only Sister Hong’s but also Elder Guo and his son’s—the two of them believed that now was the best time to unearth the secret treasure.

Thus, the next morning, Guo and his son received definitive news: Feng Jun planned to leave early the next morning to head to Zhejiang, and he wanted them to be prepared.

Guo and his son did not need much preparation, but Feng Jun’s sudden decision to set out left them somewhat unprepared. Their biggest concern was whether to invite other people to be witnesses.

Strictly speaking, this wasn’t about being witnesses to a ceremony; they were excavating a secret treasure, not reopening a Cave Heaven. The idea of inviting high-ranking figures from the Daoist sects was merely to serve as witnesses to prevent Luohua Manor from getting any greedy ideas about the treasure.

But then again, these witnesses wouldn’t come for free. If the secret treasure turned up nothing of value, that would be one thing; a casual offering would suffice. But what if valuable treasures were discovered? How could they refuse the requests of those witnesses?

Of course, witnesses of such stature would likely not demand these treasures for nothing, but can the items used by cultivators truly be measured in terms of money?

Not to mention, take Maoshan’s Ancestral Tablet, a Storage Magical Artifact. No one in the Maoshan Lineage could even use it, and if you offered Tang Wangsun ten billion, would he sell it? Forget about ten billion, even a hundred billion probably wouldn’t tempt him to sell.

If someone from Maoshan could actually use it, carrying it around and flying internationally could earn them billions quite easily.

When Guo and his son came to Zhengyang, they had not decided whether to invite witnesses. They were wary of Luohua Manor and worried about potential witnesses coveting the treasures within the secret cache.

Now that Feng Jun had agreed to leave the next day, the father and son were in a dilemma – should they invite witnesses or not?

In summary, it felt quite rushed. There was no news yesterday, but today it was decided to depart tomorrow, which made Elder Guo feel that inviting people now would indeed seem forced.

However, Guo Haiyun had a good impression of Luohua Manor.

He believed that Master Feng was not only a man of great ability but also a man of principle; even if Sister Hong seemed a bit petty, he didn’t think this was an intolerable trait—she was just trying to follow the agreement seriously, hence her meticulous attention to percentages to the point of fractions.

If they truly intended to take things by force, why waste time on such trivial matters?

Elder Guo, however, remained somewhat hesitant. The older one gets in the pugilistic world, the warier one becomes. He thought of the worst first, “If it’s nothing special, they won’t care, but what if it’s something really valuable? Say… a Dragon King’s Golden Pill, would they not snatch it?”

Dad, you’re really overthinking it! Guo Haiyun said helplessly, “If those things really exist and Master Feng really wants to snatch them, he’s a Great Qi Cultivator… Who do you think we could invite as a witness who could stop him?”

Ultimately, the father and son were betting on Feng Jun’s character. By now, they were fairly certain that Master Feng was not a petty man. If something valuable did come up, he was expected to be honorable, so there was no need for witnesses.

If the treasures were so valuable that even Feng Jun coveted them, then having witnesses would be pointless.

After much thought, Elder Guo steeled himself, “Alright, we’ll do as you say. We can’t miss this opportunity to revive Weiyu.”

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