Chapter 7: Early Spirit Realm (1/2)
Chapter 7 : Early Spirit Realm
“The young master isn’t playing around today, but he is practicing punches instead; how strange.”
“The punches don’t seem to be that impressive; there is no exerted pressure to them. However, it is hard to tell their trajectories due to the indescribable rhythm.”
“This is weird, could young master’s technique actually be complex? Is it that one couldn’t imitate it even if they tried?”
Some of the servants started to imitate Feng Fei Yun’s actions, however, they couldn’t perform the same natural flow. Each time their fist flew out, their whole body wailed in pain; they had no choice but to stop since they didn’t dare risk feeling the pain again.
The nine different fists of Feng Fei Yun represented nine different hidden meanings; they looked simple outwardly, but in fact, they were enigmatic. Even if one could imitate the physical action, without being able to imitate the hidden meanings, he would only harm himself.
Feng Sui Yu was on top of a balcony on the sixth floor of a distanced building; he was watching Fei Yun practicing from afar, and his handsome expression became cold. In one hand, there was a book, and the other hand was busy knocking on the balcony’s stand. He was lost in his contemplation.
“Young master, there is no need to worry; his fist techniques are just monkey plays. There will be no achievements resulting from it.”
An ugly servant standing behind Sui Yi smirked.
Sui Yu shook his head, and seriously replied:
“They are not normal; something like this isn’t normal. I feel that there is something about him that is very different from before; it makes me uneasy.”
“Hehe, do you want me to go make mincemeat out of him? As to avoid the nightmare of a long night. “
(TL: Meaning longer the night, longer the nightmare so it is better to cut the sleep short)
A different servant said.
Sui Yu glared at him with icy cold gaze, and exclaimed:
“Do you think foster father has truly given up on him? He is a very witty man; once he finds out even a single hint of fratricide, we would all be dead.”
“Unless there is no other choice, we will not touch Feng Fei Yun. Also, Housekeeper Liu is by his side. The cultivation level of this man is unfathomable; with him by Fei Yun’s side, unless I personally take action, nothing fruitful would come out of it.”
A servant spoke:
“Young master has already reached the third level of the “Vigorous Gale Method”, and your cultivation is at the peak of the Spirit Realm; you are capable of fighting ten experts at once, yet you still can’t beat that old man Liu?”
“Vigorous Gale Method” is an incompleted cultivation manual that Feng Wan Peng passed to Feng Sui Yu. His good aptitude allowed him to reach the third level only after a few years, and he was highly praised by Feng Wan Peng, many times.
Feng Wan Peng had been cultivating for thirty years, and he was only at the fifth level. However, this was enough for him to rule a whole city. Feng Sui Yu reached the third level in just three years; his talents could only be higher than Wan Peng’s.
“Don’t underestimate housekeeper Liu; his cultivation shouldn’t be lower than foster father.”
Feng Sui Yu was a meticulous man; thus, he made sure his actions were made without mistakes. He contemplated and then asked:
“Feng Fei Yun’s personality changed after last night, right? Who did he meet yesterday?”
The servant carefully answered:
“The little Xiao girl, Xiao Yu Er. Yesterday there was a strange event, Feng Fei Yun himself asked for a doctor to take care of old man Luo; however, the miracle here is that he didn’t touch the Xiao girl. What if Xiao Yu Er made him repent, and she turned him into a good person?”
“Changed by a woman? A playboy repented?”
Feng Sui Yu was amused by the thoughts and said:
“Interesting! Interesting!! You go find brother Wu; let him take care of this. If Feng Fei Yun gently cares for a flower, then we’ll find someone who does not care for flowers. Haha!”
“If Xiao Yu Er meets brother Wu, then it would be the flower that will be devastated with torn leaves.”
The servant laughed pervertedly. His heart knew the type of person brother Wu was and the inevitable fate of Xiao Yu Er.
(TL: The passage above revolves a Chinese saying symbolizing the woman as a flower so they’re all maintaining this metaphor)
“Heh! A playboy repenting? It is not that easy.”
Feng Sui Yu calmed his evil intention and went back to read the book that was in his hand.
The cover of the book was: “The Golden Lotus”.
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During the next three days, young master Feng had not left the Feng’s mansion. He was learning military strategies with his adviser during the day and Immortal Phoenix Physique during the night.
Today, young master Feng seemed to be a different person; many servants and maids did not know what had happened.
After three days of cultivation, the blood qi in Feng Fei Yun’s body became extremely abundant; the color became crimson fire, and the flow was even faster. His body was many times stronger than before.