Chapter 21: How Did the Divine Stick Come Into Being?

  Ye Feng arrived at the scene of Shu Jian and Fei Hu's confrontation, but he didn't know how the plot would develop from there. Moreover, he had just obtained the Hua Shan Hun Yuan Gong. Therefore, he didn't deliberately look for a entry point into the plot, instead focusing on cultivating the Hun Yuan Gong.

  In the blink of an eye, another month passed. Ye Feng's innate comprehension was extraordinary, and he also had a protagonist halo on him. With this Mixed Yuan Cultivation, it wasn't just a matter of doubling his efforts, but rather like a rocket soaring upwards.

  In a short period of time, his internal strength had made some progress, his true energy was abundant and his complexion was smooth and lustrous. However, whenever someone saw him, they would exclaim "What a fine young master of the mundane world!"

  Jin Yong's 14-part martial arts novel, by the end of the Ming Dynasty, had already declined, and with "The Book and the Sword" and "Flying Fox", it was even more so. Warriors fought, relying on either sharp weapons or techniques. There wasn't a single famous internal skill manual. The Xuan Yuan Skill, which was already the top internal skill manual by the end of the Ming Dynasty, didn't need to be mentioned at all.

  Ye Feng's Hunyuan skill has already reached 70%, even if he were to face off against Xia Xueyi again, he would be able to emerge victorious within a hundred moves. In this era, there are probably no more than three people who could be considered his equal in a hundred-move match.

  His martial arts skills have reached new heights, and Ye Feng no longer forces himself.

  Diligence is good, but don't forget to enjoy yourself too. Speaking of which, having come to ancient times, I haven't even had a chance to indulge in corruption yet.

  No more shirking responsibility, today I must save the souls of those girls trapped in the red dust... starting with taking care of their business!

  Having made up his mind, Ye Feng rode his horse westward and arrived at Foshan Town in no time.

  Foshan Town has been known as one of the four major towns in China, along with Zhuxian, Jingde and Hankou, since ancient times. It is indeed a place where people live in abundance and goods are plentiful, with bustling markets and prosperous shops.

  With a growling stomach, Ye Feng stopped in front of a exquisite three-entry door wine house, the sign above the door read "Hero Building" in three big words, shining with golden light.

  Ye Feng's eyebrows twitched, recalling the plot of Flying Fox's Outer Story. Ah, yes! Little Hu Fei grew up and appeared at this Foshan Hero Building, where his feud with Yuan Ziyi also began.

  Well... In that case, let's have a good fight and strangle this evil fate in its cradle!

  At this point, Ye Feng smiled lightly and walked into the Hero Tower with a straight back.

  After mastering Hunyuan Gong, Ye Feng's temperament changed dramatically, and his entire being looked unusually refreshed.

  At this moment, he was dressed in the finest Suzhou satin, wearing an imperial green jade ring, holding a gold-plated folding fan, with an air of dignity that was quite intimidating.

  Where does the money come from?

  Arriving in the world of martial arts, Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let himself lose out. Corrupt officials and evil tyrants, with his own exceptional martial skills, and also enjoying robbing the rich to help the poor, this money isn't easily obtainable? Of course, robbing the rich is real, helping the poor is also real, but it's just helping Ye Feng's own poverty.

  As soon as he entered the Hero Building, a shopkeeper immediately came over to greet him: "Welcome, sir! Please come in!"

  Ye Feng nodded slightly and followed the shopkeeper up to the second floor's elegant room.

  The shopkeeper's face almost smiled out a flower as he led Ye Feng upstairs, enthusiastically introducing the store's signature dishes and incidentally mentioning several of the most entertaining local spots, blurting them all out to Ye Feng.

  It's really true that people rely on their clothes and horses rely on their saddles! Yefeng sighed.

  Just upstairs, Ye Feng glanced at the window and saw that there were three people sitting at the wine table. The person in the middle was wearing tattered clothes and had a rough appearance. The two people on either side of him, one fat and one thin, were dressed in attire that was not ordinary, either wealthy or noble.

  Hú Fēi!

  Ye Feng's mouth corner revealed a hint of a pleased smile.

  The shop assistant who led the way saw Ye Feng suddenly stop and smile: "Sir, please go to the private room, it's too noisy here, not suitable for your identity!"

  Hey, I love hearing this, being a rich person is just awesome.

  Ye Feng casually tossed a five-tael heavy ingot to the shop assistant, saying: "Look at you, kid, you're clever enough, this is for you. I won't go inside, I'll run into some acquaintances, I'll go to that table." After speaking, he walked directly towards Hu Fei's table.

  With both hands holding the large ingot, the shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't react until Ye Feng walked far away. He was already tearfully overjoyed, kowtowing and thanking him repeatedly, shouting loudly: "Thank you, sir, for your reward! Thank you, sir, for your reward!"

  With a flick of his wrist, it was a big ingot of gold, isn't this also too extravagant with money?

  The guests on the heroic building were all stunned, and they all sighed in their hearts: My goodness, I don't know which young master is so extravagant.

  "May I sit here?" Ye Feng asked, without waiting for Hu Fei and the fat thin merchant to respond, he sat down by himself.

  Hu Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance as he asked, "Sir, I wonder if we have met before?"

  Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

  Hu Fei said: "Why did you sit here instead of somewhere else?"

  Ye Feng pointed at the two merchants, one fat and one thin, and asked in return: "You don't know these two men either, so why didn't you sit somewhere else, but instead chose to sit here?"

  Hu Fei's thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly tightened.

  Ye Feng said, "Since you can sit here, why can't I? Hu Fei, Great Hero Hu?" Seemingly recalling something, Ye Feng slapped his own head with a folding fan, "Ah no, at this moment I should be calling you 'Bao Feng Mao', it's Bao Daxia."

  Hu Fei's eyes suddenly widened in shock, staring at Ye Feng in disbelief, his heart filled with a mix of horror and astonishment.

  If it were just the previous sentence, Hu Fei would have thought that he lacked experience in the Jianghu and was being targeted by someone with ill intentions. But then there was the phrase "Bà Fèng Máo" (Pulling out Phoenix's feathers), which he had only just heard was related to Feng Tian Nan, the leader of the Five Tigers Sect, who was so arrogant that he wanted to take over someone else's vegetable garden and harm innocent lives, and was about to take action to right this injustice.

  He hadn't even spoken yet, but his thoughts had already been seen through by others. How could he not be shocked and feel a chill run down his spine?

  Yeh Feng was delighted at Hu Fei's reaction.

  A master swindler, especially a great one, is all about gaining the upper hand by shocking and intimidating others. From ancient times to the present day, not to mention the Spring and Autumn Period or the Warring States Period, but even in modern times when it comes to marketing and sales, it's still the same.

  Hu Fei's forehead was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, but despite his fear, his heroic spirit remained undiminished. He shouted: "Who are you, after all?"

  Ye Feng's fan fluttered lightly as he smiled faintly and said, "I am Duan Niwan, a diviner of the Jianghu, particularly skilled in calculating future events and determining people's fortunes. Since I began my career, I have never made an error. Ordinarily, familiar friends all call me 'Duan Niwan, the Omniscient and Omnipotent, who knows everything under heaven and on earth'...hmm, I think you look familiar, quite to my taste; from now on, you can also address me in this way."

  Those two fat and thin businessmen almost spit out their food. If Ye Feng hadn't dressed so stylishly, they would have suspected he was mentally ill.

  Hu Fei's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: This guy is so nervous, isn't he a neurotic? That's right, just now he spoke his mind, and it must be just a wild guess.

  Ye Feng smiled and said: "Xiao Huzi, don't you believe what I'm saying? Never mind, since you don't believe me, then I'll prove it to you."

  As he spoke, Ye Feng pointed down the street and said: "It's today, it's on this street. Not long after, Zhong Xiao'er will be chased by several dogs to this place, he will shout 'Mom', although Zhong Si is crazy, but hearing her son's cry, she will still rush up to protect Zhong Xiao'er. The few dogs are the housekeepers brought by Nan Batian and Feng Tian Nan."

  Sweat, originally wanted to limit the time, but who knows when it will happen?

  To be on the safe side, just as he was about to finish speaking, Ye Feng added another sentence "Starting from today".

  Don't let down the great reputation of our ancestors!