Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 479 - 240: Pure Yang Treasure! Sitting and Forgetting the Void

Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 479 - 240: Pure Yang Treasure! Sitting and Forgetting the Void

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Chapter 479: Chapter 240: Pure Yang Treasure! Sitting and Forgetting the Void

Like his [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal], it was specially refined by Dragon Tiger Mountain back in the day and given to the Observatory of Profound Mystery in Gusu, and it hasn’t even been three hundred years.

Calculating, it’s merely a Yellow Feather Treasure.

As for the black iron plate in Zhang Fan’s hand, even the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal] couldn’t break it; it should be a fragment of a Cyan Feather Treasure.

"Old Fang, tell me which is the most powerful magical treasure in the world," Zhang Fan suddenly said.

"There’s a lot to discuss." Fang Changle had just begun to speak.

The broadcast announced the arrival at the station.

"We’re here; let’s talk later."

Zhang Fan stood up, picked up his luggage, and got off the train with Fang Changle.

The two exited the station, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the address sent by Su Shiyu.

...

Forty minutes later.

The two stood in front of an old, dilapidated courtyard in the old city.

Zhang Fan stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Who’s there?"

At this moment, a slightly youthful voice came from inside the door, and without waiting for a response, the door opened.

Under the faint moonlight, a young man appeared before Zhang Fan and Fang Changle.

The young man was quite handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall and straight nose, slim and tall, looking quite spirited. One glance and you could tell he pays a lot of attention to maintaining his health; unlike most young men, he didn’t have the slightest hint of dark circles under his eyes.

"Is Su Shiyu here?" Zhang Fan politely asked.

"You are friends of Miss Su, come in please."

The young man smiled with delight and hurriedly invited the two inside, leading them to a room by the courtyard.

Turning on the light, the dimly lit room appeared somewhat simple; Su Shiyu was lying on the bed, her body, arms, and face wrapped in bandages. Upon seeing Zhang Fan, her eyes sparkled as if the grievances suffered over these days could no longer be contained.

"It’s okay, I’m here."

Zhang Fan gently whispered, walking to the bedside.

Su Shiyu could no longer hold back and embraced Zhang Fan, her body gently trembling.

"I... I will bring you two cups of tea." The young man, looking somewhat embarrassed, took the opportunity to leave the room.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Zhang Fan comforted Su Shiyu and asked.

Su Shiyu calmed her emotions slightly and recounted the ordeal she experienced.

"Demon-Revealing Mirror? Was it a master from Qi Yun Mountain?" Fang Changle raised an eyebrow upon hearing Li Kongxing unleash the Demon-Revealing Mirror.

"I fell down the mountain and barely survived..." Su Shiyu weakly said.

Falling from such a high mountain, even a Daoist sect master typically wouldn’t survive.

Fortunately, she was a snake demon; her body’s transformation, flexible bones, and slippery walls allowed her to disperse most of the falling force, thus preserving her life.

"I was lying at the foot of the mountain for half a day, unable to move, and then I happened to encounter Ah Wang..."

While speaking, Su Shiyu instinctively looked outside: "He’s the young man you saw."

"He’s... barely a Daoist. He contracted a Daoist temple on the outskirts and makes a living by deceiving... by earning some incense money." Su Shiyu’s introduction was indeed quite abstract.

"Contract? Can a Daoist temple be contracted?" Zhang Fan showed a peculiar expression.

"It’s a pilot project by the Hui Province Daoist Alliance in An Nan City to promote the economy and seek development. Everything can be activated, and the Daoist sect must keep pace with the times."

Fang Changle explained, "As long as you have the qualification certificate for Daoist sect personnel and go through a series of procedures, you can contract a Daoist temple, bearing both the profits and losses."

"Hui Province Daoist Alliance is indeed full of talent." Zhang Fan couldn’t help but exclaim.

"This person is quite good," Zhang Fan couldn’t help but praise.

Su Shiyu had good fortune, encountering such a kind-hearted person.

"Kind-hearted my ass, he brought me home and stayed for three days, charging me eighteen thousand." Su Shiyu gritted her teeth and said.

Recalling how that fellow used his mobile phone in front of her and swiped away eighteen thousand from her account when she couldn’t move, her teeth itched with anger.

Nevertheless, Su Shiyu couldn’t deny that he did indeed save her life, and comparatively, eighteen thousand didn’t seem so significant.

"Why do I hear someone talking bad about me behind my back?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

At this moment, the young man walked in with two cups of tea; the cups were already chipped, the tea leaves were all broken bits, and the surface of the tea even had a layer of oil sheen. Who knows what the cups were used for before.

"Miss Su, heaven and earth bear witness, I haven’t overcharged you by a penny..."

"Moreover, back then you couldn’t move, I didn’t have any sinister intentions or inappropriate thoughts." The young man said with a smile.

"Thank you." Su Shiyu politely responded through gritted teeth.

"What is this?"

Before Su Shiyu could finish speaking, she saw the other party hand over a piece of paper.

"This is the bill for the last two days."

After descending the mountain, Su Shiyu stayed here for a total of five days, with the bill for the first three days settled.

"Three hundred eighty for a cup of tea?" Su Shiyu was shocked.

Pffft...

As soon as the words fell, the tea Zhang Fan and Fang Changle had just taken a sip of was all sprayed out.

"Don’t worry, you two can drink your teas for free." The young man said generously, without a troubled expression or a gasp.

"Alright, regardless of how it happened, the fact is that he saved you. I will..."

Zhang Fan took the bill, saw the total, twenty-two thousand, and hurriedly said, "I will make sure she pays it."

"By the way, what’s your name, brother?" Zhang Fan put down the bill, quickly changed the subject.

"Just call me Ah Wang."

"Ah Wang? Which Wang?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Sitting and Forgetting the Void Wang..."

The young man bowed according to Daoist sect etiquette and formally introduced: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Wang!"

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