Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Twin Birth (Part 1, congratulating the leader of the alliance, legal name Mozi)

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In the end, the Princely Heir could only agree to compensate with natural treasures worth ten thousand taels of Gold, which should include at least five Golden Armor Charms.

Actually, the defensive power of the Golden Armor Charm isn’t very high, and although it can withstand attacks from most High-Rank Martial Masters, there are times when it couldn’t.

But its appeal lay in the fact that it could be used by anyone regardless of their cultivation level, was very convenient, and could also defend against certain Technique attacks, making it highly sought after in high society.

Objectively speaking, given its defensive capabilities, it really isn’t worth two hundred taels of Gold; hiring three High-Rank Martial Masters as meat shields wouldn’t cost as much.

Yet, merely due to convenience, the charm’s price had been driven up to this level, and it was still in short supply—the higher one’s status, the more afraid of death they were.

These Golden Armor Charms were merely an unexpected gain for Feng Jun. What was truly precious was that the Princely Heir at last agreed to buy the entire Mount Zhige.

Mount Zhige was just a small branch of the Taicang Mountain Range in Fushan County, covering a radius of three hundred li. The Princely Heir spent six hundred taels of Gold to buy this place.

In terms of price, it really wasn’t cheap; that came to two taels of Gold per li, or two hundred silver dollars.

Keep in mind that this was a mountainous area, with few pieces of land suitable for farming; many rocks and poor soil. While the grass in the valleys grew well enough to raise horses, trying to plant crops would exhaust someone to death.

Yes, Mount Zhige had Jade, but it wasn’t something you could pick up just by bending over. You had to mine the rock and select from within it, paying a lot in labor just for processing.

So this price really wasn’t cheap.

The Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir buying Mount Zhige to give to Feng Jun meant that Feng Jun could do whatever he wanted there without having to consider anyone else’s feelings.

What mattered most to Feng Jun was this convenience. Up to now, he hadn’t fully explored the whole of Mount Zhige, but from what he observed, there wouldn’t be a shortage of Spirit Stones in this area. He wouldn’t dare to claim there were many, but a hundred and eighty for sure.

Therefore, he was quite satisfied with the Princely Heir’s gift.

Feng Jun didn’t lack Gold in his hands, and he could afford to buy such a piece of land, but the key issue was according to the Earth Laws, the Official Government couldn’t sell such a large tract of land to an individual.

If he had been leading a Clan of thousands, the government might consider selling it to him. But for one person to buy, that was absolutely impossible, not to mention a foreigner.

The Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir buying it equated to a person of status purchasing land. With the backing from the Yongyi Duke, and even the potential to turn it into a royal horse farm, the local authorities would contemplate selling.

Even so, the land of the local villages within the region couldn’t be sold to the Princely Heir, unless the landlords consented—such land didn’t belong to the government in the first place, it was personal property.

Xiao Qin Village was also included in this area. Clearly, the villagers were reluctant to sell the well-cultivated fertile land, and the Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir wouldn’t force a sale—if Feng Jun weren’t here, the Princely Heir might not care as much about appearances, but now he must pay attention.

After all, the land was going to be handed over to Feng Jun—if he didn’t mind, why would the Princely Heir eat more and tarnish his own reputation?

In fact, even if the land was sold, the local mountain people would still be able to mine Jade, relying on the mountain for sustenance.

Of course, if Feng Jun strictly prohibited them from mining, then their actions would be considered theft. Generally, this was not how things were done; Feng Jun wouldn’t say, “You can mine as you please,” but he wouldn’t outright forbid it either.

He would most likely just complain a bit, urging them to remember who the owner was.

Of course, if he wanted to start blasting rocks on a large scale in a certain area, he could unceremoniously drive the nearby people away.

Just having this convenience meant he could forgive the Princely Heir.

But it seemed the Princely Heir had guessed too, that he was from the Immortal Family on an adventure. As such, he also indicated that if you travel to some place and find it to your liking, just let me know. I’ll buy that area and give it to you to use.

This was an even greater convenience. Feng Jun didn’t need it in the short term, but eventually, he would leave Mount Zhige to seek more Spirit Stones and opportunities for Cultivation.

However, Feng Jun didn’t want to deal too much with this person and just kept a stiff expression, suggesting, “Let’s talk about this later. Bring the land deed for Mount Zhige as soon as possible.”

As everyone gradually left, Feng Jun also stood up and walked towards the small courtyard, idly tossing the Spirit Stone in his hand.

This dull Spirit Stone was attracting more attention than him; he could feel the covetous and greedy looks from those around him.

After walking a few dozen steps, he turned his head to Lang Zhen, “It’s time to settle the score with the Yangshan Gu Family.”

He had always thought that the Yangshan Gu Family’s silence meant they wanted to disassociate themselves from the Wonderful Hand Pavilion. He had long decided not to spare Gu Maoyuan, the Innate Expert, but there always seemed to be one reason or another to not rush into action.

Now it seemed that the Gu Family still bore a grudge against him and had never stopped scheming against him.

Lang Zhen pondered for a moment before speaking up, “Divine Doctor, you let that Princely Heir off a bit cheap earlier.”

He didn’t understand what three hundred li of Mount Zhige meant and felt that the Princely Heir’s punishment was much lighter than that of Lord Beiyuan.

Just considering the Seven-Colored Ribbon Grass that Lord Beiyuan brought out, it truly was a priceless treasure.

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Innate Experts can have a price, but if a large clan can’t produce an Innate Expert, they are suppressed at every turn. Then how much money would they be willing to offer for this strand of brocade grass?

What Lang Zhen means is, we let off the Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir too easily. Instead, we could let him handle the Gu Family. It’s a reasonable use of resources.

Feng Jun pondered for a moment and then shook his head, “Using his men might brand us with his label. Why should we let him take the credit?”

He was still used to the customs of the Earth Realm, not accustomed to relying on others.

First, he didn’t like owing favors; second, he didn’t want others to doubt his ability to take action.

Even if Sister Shen helped him deal with Jubaozhai, it was because of an exchange of interests.

Lang Zhen didn’t quite understand his mindset and shrugged helplessly. How nice would it be to let the Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir handle the Gu Family and watch from the sidelines? Besides, the Gu Family is not to be trifled with.

Feng Jun took a few more steps, then suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in disguise. “Was it you who let me on the boat?”

The middle-aged man hummed softly, his face expressionless as he asked, “You can tell that?”

“Of course,” Feng Jun casually replied. “I know a lot of things, like… you two are twin sisters.”

“Huh?” Miss Yu, pretending to be a young master, looked at him in surprise. “Can you really deduce someone’s birthdate and hour?”

Feng Jun gazed at her deeply, “I forgive you for your past impertinence.”

Using the people around him, he figured out the two women’s birthdates, and thus their parents, naturally realizing they were twins.

He was a little puzzled, logically speaking, twins usually have similar talents. It made no sense that one could cultivate while the other couldn’t.

Then he took another look at their attributes, and it dawned on him; both sisters were born with Wood Attributes—one surging, one weak. It was in the womb that the elder sister had taken the nourishment from the younger sister.

The rest was easy to guess. The elder sister, with her superior talents, had gone on to cultivate, but no one dared to slight the younger, who had been pampered into developing quite a temper.

Miss Yu was stunned. She couldn’t quite grasp the implication of this seemingly random statement, “What do you mean by that?”

The elder sister, however, had guessed a part of it. “She says you have a bit of a temper, but after seeing me, he understands you.”

The younger sister became immediately furious, glaring at Feng Jun. “How am I not gentle like water? How dare you say I have a bad temper?”

I’m starting to regret forgiving you… Feng Jun smirked, “If you were as gentle as water, your Innate deficiencies would have been replenished long ago.”

The younger sister’s anger flared again. “See, I knew you wanted to mock my Innate deficiencies.”

“Stop it,” the elder sister intervened. “The Divine Doctor is far more skilled than I am; do not disgrace yourself.”

Her words were heartfelt. Although she had joined an Immortal Family and had a powerful backer, which allowed her to look down on the majority of mortals and to disregard some cultivators, she wouldn’t dare underestimate Feng Jun.

Although a High-Rank Martial Warrior herself, she was not at the same level as Feng Jun, a High-Rank Martial Master, and in terms of cultivation… she couldn’t even perceive his cultivation level.

She once thought perhaps he wasn’t a cultivator, but his insights were not ones that a mortal would arrive at, especially today when she witnessed him violently breaking an Immortal Array. How could he have managed that if he weren’t a cultivator?

Therefore, his progress in the path of cultivation must have been far ahead of hers.

She didn’t mind much being only slightly lower in cultivation; due to disturbances from the mortal world, her progress wasn’t fast. But that was fine, it allowed her to solidify her foundation. Her mentor had significant influence, and once she settled her karmic debts, her cultivation would skyrocket.

But the fact that he could predict her identity, especially guessing “twin sisters,” was not something ordinary cultivators could do, let alone discern the balance of nourishment between her and her sister.

Such ability, not even her senior brothers and sisters possessed. She couldn’t fathom what heights he had reached in his cultivation journey.

Even if he was young and hadn’t reached a very high realm, the tradition of cultivation he inherited must also be incredibly impressive, which she couldn’t help but admire.

Yet Feng Jun didn’t expect that the first cultivator he met in this world would be so amicable. Hearing her scold her sister, he just smiled, “It doesn’t matter. Out of consideration for you, I won’t mind… Isn’t that how a youth should be?”

Elder sister Miss Yu remained silent—she was a bit unsure how to communicate with him.

The group traveled in silence and arrived at the small courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Some had returned even faster than they had; two Intermediate Level Martial Warriors were kowtowing to the Deng Family Brothers, bowing and scraping with a sycophantic smile, “This… we are truly sorry…”

The Deng Family Brothers had stayed behind to take care of the courtyard and now stood there, bruised and swollen. Deng Lao Er’s hands were tied behind his back as he hopped around, shouting, “No need to untie me, I want to leave it for the Divine Doctor to see…”

(First release, congratulating the sect leader with the Dharma name Mozi.)