The man in black, prostrate on the ground, instinctively wanted to say something more to advise his master, but remembering his master's methods, he swallowed the words that were about to come out. After kowtowing to Yuan Jue, the man in black slowly retreated. Only when his figure completely disappeared into the night did a look of resentment, hatred, and anticipation appear on Yuan Jue's face.
"Sect Master..." Yuan Jue snorted coldly. It's quite farsighted of him to want to control himself now. But how can I, Yuan Jue, be manipulated by just anyone?
Yuan Jue abruptly waved his sleeve and left without looking back, heading towards the small courtyard where Feng Fei lived.
Thinking of Feng Fei, a touch of tenderness flashed through Yuan Jue's heart. He had never imagined that such a young girl could leave a mark on his hardened heart. He shouldn't give up, should he?
The night grew deeper, and a few inconspicuous clouds drifted across the sky, soon obscuring the once bright crescent moon.
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Did everyone have a good National Day holiday? I stayed home for eight days straight without going out... but I still couldn't get my tanned skin from learning to drive during the summer vacation back to its original color... so sad~
Chapter Twenty-Five: Integration of Techniques
Chapter Twenty-Five: Integration of Techniques
A soft, luminous light shone from Fengfei's room.
The Burning Fire Technique circulated slowly, drawing upon the essence of the moonlit night. The effects of the Burning Fire Technique differed between day and night: during the day, the practitioner absorbed fire-elemental spiritual energy, primarily of the yang attribute, while at night, the practitioner absorbed fire-elemental spiritual energy of the yin attribute.
The two spiritual energies, Yin and Yang, complement each other, each forming its own universe. It is said that in the Vermilion Bird Kingdom, only the first Empress had cultivated the Burning Fire Technique to its ultimate level, radiating both extreme heat and bone-chilling cold with every movement. This is the individual power of the Yin and Yang fire elemental energies. Moreover, she could control them freely; unless she deliberately exuded an aura, standing among ordinary people, no one would be able to detect her cultivation level.
However, for some reason, since the beginning of the Phoenix Dynasty, no one has been able to cultivate to the level of the first Empress of the Vermilion Bird Kingdom.
Feng Fei gradually immersed herself in cultivation, slowly consolidating the foundation of her third-level acquired cultivation. Cultivation requires talent, but also diligence. Feng Fei's body possessed exceptional talent, so what she lacked now was diligence.
As the crescent moon slowly peeked out from behind the dark clouds, the cultivation method that the nine-tailed fox Hu Qing had once taught Feng Fei suddenly surfaced from the depths of her mind, instantly disrupting the ongoing Burning Fire Technique.
Feng Fei was momentarily flustered. She had never encountered such a situation before. She tried desperately to search her memory, but found no relevant information. Feng Fei was at a loss; she didn't know what to do next.
The chaotic Burning Fire Technique no longer followed a fixed path, but instead rampaged through all of Feng Fei's meridians. Wherever it went, it left a fiery inferno, causing immense damage to her meridians. Professor Hu Qing's fox clan technique also operated freely, proving ineffective no matter how Feng Fei tried to control it with her mind. Wherever it passed, it would cause a sudden chill in her meridians, followed by intense heat, as if the once aloof, pure, and icy saintess had instantly transformed into a bewitching and fiery enchantress.
Feng Fei's forehead was covered in sweat, his brows were furrowed tightly from the pain, and his body was trembling.
The Burning Fire Technique and the fox clan's cultivation methods brought her immense pain, but compared to the soul tempering she had endured before, it was still within a tolerable range.
Feng Fei gritted her teeth and endured it. She knew that if she didn't find a way to resolve the current situation as soon as possible, she would face the fate of being annihilated.
Although the Burning Fire Technique allows the absorption of Yin-attribute spiritual energy during nighttime cultivation, it is still fire-attribute spiritual energy. While the cultivation method of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan of Qingqiu Mountain is also fire-attribute, it is a demonic cultivation method, naturally incompatible with the Burning Fire Technique. The two techniques clashed violently within Feng Fei's body, each collision resulting in complete destruction.
At this time, the cultivation method of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan of Qingqiu Mountain will freeze everything in its path with extremely cold fire spiritual power and burn it with cold fire. The Burning Fire Technique will burn everything frozen by the Nine-Tailed Fox Hu Qing's technique with extreme heat.
Feng Fei's body was already showing signs of decay, and if things continued this way, death would be her only fate. Moreover, this time there would be absolutely no possibility of her soul remaining. In other words, if Feng Fei held onto the belief that this death might allow her to return to the Celestial Empire, then she would face complete annihilation, and neither this world nor the Celestial Empire would ever have Feng Fei again.
Feng Fei patiently and carefully observed the condition inside his body. Although the situation was bad, it wasn't completely hopeless. What Feng Fei needed to do now was to find that glimmer of hope.
Heaven rewards those who persevere.
As Feng Fei endured immense pain and searched for a way to survive, she finally discovered a glimmer of light. Feng Fei suddenly noticed a subtle difference in spiritual energy fluctuations between the Burning Fire Technique and the unknown Nine-Tailed Fox lineage's cultivation method, which were distinct from the energy produced by either method. The Burning Fire Technique produced a fiery red spiritual energy, while the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage's unknown technique produced a cyan spiritual energy. However, the point where these two energies collided produced a jade-colored spiritual energy, unlike either.
Wherever this wisp of jade-colored spiritual energy passed, it brought a touch of coolness, greatly relieving the burning sensation caused by the two techniques, whether hot or cold. Moreover, Feng Fei was pleasantly surprised to find that this wisp of jade-colored spiritual energy was slowly repairing her almost completely damaged meridians, and the regenerated meridians were even more resilient and wider than before.
However, this wisp of jade-colored spiritual energy was somewhat weak, and it was often destroyed again before it could be fully repaired. Feng Fei was furious, but seeing hope, she still enthusiastically devoted herself to strengthening the jade-colored spiritual energy.
Feng Fei carefully observed the path of the jade-colored spiritual energy, recorded it, and then gritted his teeth, guiding it forward, ignoring his constantly damaged body. This was a desperate act, a do-or-die situation; if he failed, Feng Fei would face the same fate.
Fortunately, all of Feng Fei's efforts were not in vain.
Under Feng Fei's guidance, the jade-colored spiritual energy rapidly grew stronger, while Feng Fei's body surface slowly cracked, the seeping blood already staining his clothes crimson. Feng Fei knew that his body had reached a critical point; if he didn't take remedial action, even if he completely mastered the jade-colored spiritual energy, it would be futile.
Feng Fei, decisive by nature, immediately began repairing his body with his jade-colored spiritual energy. He restored all the damage he encountered and reshaped his meridians, but these were still repeatedly blasted away by the spiritual energy from the following Burning Fire Technique and the unknown Nine-Tailed Fox lineage's techniques. Feng Fei continued to repair himself with his jade-colored spiritual energy, replenishing it whenever it became insufficient by absorbing the energy from the Burning Fire Technique and the unknown Nine-Tailed Fox lineage's techniques.
In this back-and-forth process, the spiritual energy from the Burning Fire Technique and the unknown cultivation method of the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage gradually decreased, while the jade-colored spiritual energy grew stronger. The repaired meridians also became more resilient and wider. If Feng Fei's meridians were a trickling stream before all this happened, then they were now a wide river.
What surprised Feng Fei even more was that, as the jade-colored spiritual power grew stronger, Feng Fei discovered that the Burning Fire Technique and the unknown technique of the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage were slowly merging at a strange frequency, and the route they were running was no longer their original route, but was running in the way that the jade-colored spiritual power was running.
The last trace of spiritual energy from the Burning Fire Technique and the unknown cultivation method of the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage was assimilated into jade-colored spiritual energy. At this moment, Feng Fei felt his body suddenly lighten, the wounds on his body surface were healing rapidly, and the damage within his body was recovering at an astonishing speed. Before long, Feng Fei's body surface was covered with dark red scabs, and even more, wisps of black seeped out from them. Clearly, Feng Fei's body was being transformed while his marrow and meridians were being cleansed, and the seeping black was the impurities within Feng Fei's body.
Unfortunately, tonight's cultivation was fraught with both good and bad fortune. If Professor Hu Qing's technique hadn't suddenly activated by chance, Feng Fei wouldn't have faced the near-death situation, but he also wouldn't have received the benefits of marrow cleansing and meridian strengthening.
After the fright, Feng Fei, whose mind was slowly recovering, immersed herself in cultivation again, completely unaware that Yuan Jue, who had returned from outside and noticed the abnormality in her room, was at the gatehouse, making her heart clench tightly.
When Feng Fei returned to calm, Yuan Jue finally pressed his heart, which had almost jumped out of his throat, back into his chest and exhaled a heavy breath. Yuan Jue suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, but even more so, a sense of pride.
Yuan Jue stood quietly in front of Feng Fei's door for a while, until he calmed his emotions before going into his own room.
Yuan Jue did not get a good rest that night. First, there was the coercion from the Pavilion Master, and then there was the fear and anxiety brought about by Feng Fei's cultivation. Yuan Jue felt that he should make a thorough plan.
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As dawn broke, wisps of early spring light seeped into the room through the cracks in the doors and windows.
Feng Fei slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath of stale air. His eyes flashed with an astonishing light, but it quickly turned into disgust. Feng Fei pinched his nose and jumped off the bed, looking at himself with disdain. His clothes had turned black and red, and he reeked of a foul stench.
I really can't stand it.
Feng Fei stepped outside, intending to go to the kitchen to get some water to wash herself properly, wondering if that would get rid of the stench.
As soon as Feng Fei entered the kitchen, she saw a pot of steaming hot water. Curious, she opened it and found it contained all the famous dishes from Zuifeng Pavilion. Seeing the hot water still boiling beside it, Feng Fei felt a surge of emotion. In this courtyard, only Yuan Jue would do such a thing.
Feng Fei didn't stand on ceremony. She rubbed her slightly empty stomach, gazing longingly at the warm food for a while, before carrying two buckets of hot water back to her room. She then hurriedly drew two more buckets of well water. She needed to wash herself quickly; if she was slow, the two brothers, Da Bao and Xiao Bao, might get up! If they ate all the good food, she would be at a huge loss!
With this in mind, Feng Fei cleaned himself up at an astonishing speed.
When she reappeared in the yard looking refreshed, she was completely unable to connect with the twelve-year-old girl she had been before.
At this moment, Feng Fei was no longer as petite as before, standing at about six feet seven inches tall, and two plump breasts had grown on her once flat chest. If it weren't for the slight immaturity still on her face, this beauty with a face like a peach blossom, eyes like bright stars, eyebrows like distant mountains, and hair like satin would probably be mistaken for a mature woman.
Before Feng Fei came out, he had never looked in a bronze mirror. Even if he had, with the bronze mirror technology of this world, he probably wouldn't have been able to see his face clearly.
Feng Fei, whose hair was still dripping wet, was completely unaware of Yuan Jue, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, stunned by her beauty. Feng Fei casually brought out all the food from the kitchen and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard, quickly devouring everything on the table in a manner completely out of character for her.
Note: The "one foot" in the book generally refers to the "one foot" in the Three Kingdoms period, which is approximately 24.2 cm. Six feet is approximately 166.83 cm.
Chapter 26: Snake Bone Whip and Python Skin Armor
Chapter Twenty-Six: Snake Bone Whip, Python Skin Armor
Yuan Jue didn't know why Feng Fei had changed so drastically in just one night. But thinking about the danger Feng Fei had faced last night, Yuan Jue understood somewhat. This appearance was good, though; unlike before when he always looked like a child, now he seemed much more suited to himself. This thought flashed through Yuan Jue's mind, and a faint smile appeared on his lips as he approached Feng Fei.
"Xiao Fei." Since arriving in Qingfeng Town, Yuan Jue has never addressed Feng Fei as "Your Majesty."
Upon hearing the sound, Feng Fei instinctively looked up, only to be met with Yuan Jue's captivating smile. Feng Fei was momentarily stunned, and the movements of her hands involuntarily ceased.
Seeing Feng Fei's appearance, Yuan Jue satisfiedly dropped his bewitching smile and slowly walked to sit down on the stone bench next to Feng Fei. Feng Fei's eyes followed Yuan Jue's movements until Yuan Jue sat very close to her, at which point she suddenly realized that she had been bewitched by Yuan Jue's smile.
While inwardly cursing herself for being so useless, Feng Fei was also marveling at Yuan Jue's charm and hoping that she could have such charm one day. Little did she know that even if she just stood there casually, she would attract people to rush around and be amazed.
"Xiao Fei, are you full?" Yuan Jue suddenly spoke up, startling Feng Fei, who was lost in her own thoughts. She glared at Yuan Jue before picking up more food and putting it in her mouth, saying, "I'm still eating!"
Such behavior of eating and talking at the same time is considered extremely vulgar among the nobles of the Four Continents. If someone else did this, Yuan Jue would definitely criticize them severely. However, since Feng Fei did it, he felt a sense of closeness to her and genuinely liked this free-spirited Feng Fei from the bottom of his heart.
"Is this enough? If not, I'll go to Zuifeng Pavilion and buy some more."
Feng Fei tilted her head and glanced at Yuan Jue. She felt that Yuan Jue was slightly different at this moment, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She then looked at what was left on the stone table, touched her stomach which didn't feel anything yet, and nodded: "Go buy me some more, I don't think I'm full yet. What about Da Bao and Xiao Bao? Have they eaten?"
Yuan Jue nodded gently. When he heard Feng Fei ask about Da Bao and Xiao Bao, he said softly, "I have already arranged for the two brothers, Li Da Bao and Li Xiao Bao, to go back. This place is not suitable for them. Besides, we don't have enough money for them to eat."
Feng Fei nodded in agreement. Those two rascals had actually managed to finish the entire "feast" that Yuan Jue had prepared yesterday without any problems, which showed how powerful they were. Hearing Yuan Jue mention money again, Feng Fei asked curiously, "How much money do we have left? I don't have any on me! Give me some, consider it a loan, and I'll pay you back later."
Feng Fei's use of the word "borrow" and "will repay later" made Yuan Jue's eyes light up. Yuan Jue slightly turned his gaze to the side, a smile that Feng Fei couldn't see on his face, but what he said made Feng Fei's teeth itch: "There's still some left, enough for us to cover our expenses for a while. What do you need the money for? To borrow? Then write an IOU!"
Feng Fei couldn't help but swear. It made it seem like she was after his money. He gritted his teeth, "Fine, I'll write it. It's just an IOU!" With that, Feng Fei dropped his bowl and chopsticks and ran into the room. He returned shortly after, slightly out of breath, spreading the Xuan paper on the stone table. He picked up his brush, ready to write, but then stopped, awkwardly pushing the paper towards Yuan Jue and extending his brush to him: "You write it!"
It wasn't that Feng Fei couldn't write an IOU, but although she could read the words in this world, her handwriting would definitely be unpresentable! In order not to embarrass herself and to avoid arousing suspicion, Feng Fei decided to entrust this matter to Yuan Jue.
Yuan Jue tactfully took the pen, but accidentally brushed against Feng Fei's hand, causing Feng Fei's heart to skip a beat and her ears to burn.
Yuan Jue's heart was also beating a little fast, but his face remained calm and composed.
In a flash, Yuan Jue had written the IOU, leaving only the section for the amount to be borrowed blank. "How much do you need?"
Feng Fei carefully recalled what Yuan Jue had told her about money in this world yesterday, and finally looked into Yuan Jue's eyes and said, "Five hundred taels!"
Yuan Jue nodded indifferently and filled in the words "five hundred taels" with his brush. Feng Fei, standing to the side, regretted his decision. Judging from Yuan Jue's appearance, he must be quite wealthy now. If he could borrow more, he probably could! He could always pay it back later anyway! But since it was already written, five hundred taels was fine; it wasn't a small amount.
Feng Fei took the IOU written by Yuan Jue, examined it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction. "Give me the pen."
Yuan Jue obediently handed the pen to Feng Fei, who dipped it in ink and signed his name. Fortunately, the characters "Feng Fei" were extremely simple to construct in this Four Directions Continent, making them easy to write.
Just as Fengfei was about to have Yuanjue put the IOU away, she suddenly realized that there should be two copies, so she asked Yuanjue to write another one. Yuanjue showed no displeasure, smiled slightly, and wrote another copy. Fengfei glanced at it again and then signed it.
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Seeing that Yuan Jue had finished tidying up the IOU, Feng Fei stretched out her hand and raised it slightly, indicating that Yuan Jue could give her the five hundred taels.
Yuan Jue looked at the small hand so close to him, his throat going dry. Feng Fei's hand was faintly glowing, and beneath her fair skin were slightly bluish veins, making it look extremely alluring.
Feng Fei didn't know why Yuan Jue suddenly became lost in thought. Instead of reaching out for money, Feng Fei waved his hand in front of Yuan Jue's eyes, but Yuan Jue grabbed it.
Yuan Jue raised his head and looked into Feng Fei's eyes. His usually gentle voice held a hint of something different: "Can I scoop some more for you tonight? I don't have that much on me right now."
Feng Fei's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Yuan Jue, and she nodded involuntarily upon hearing his words. Suddenly, she realized that her small hand was still being held by Yuan Jue.
By the time Feng Fei came to her senses, Yuan Jue was no longer in the courtyard.
Feng Fei touched his forehead in a daze, then suddenly remembered the IOU from earlier. He nervously touched it and found it was still in his purse. Only then did he relax and continue to search the things on the stone table.
However, Feng Fei was clearly not going to have a peaceful breakfast.
Just as Feng Fei picked up his chopsticks again, Feng Jiu suddenly emerged from the ring.
Feng Jiu, with her small body, was carrying two sets of soft armor, and on top of the armor was a whip.