Chapter 439 - No More Dots

Old Liang stared at Xiang Yun in shock, while the rest of the crowd also felt extremely puzzled.

They had clearly seen the earth-shattering battle that had occurred at the back of the Qingming Mountain earlier. If not for Liu Hong and Zhang San's arrangements, the terrifying aftermath of that battle alone would have been enough to strangle them several times over.

At this moment, the group of elders who had followed Old Liang over to pay their respects to this expert from the nameless sect were all frightened and uneasy. They had not expected to see Xiang Yun walk out from the golden paG.o.da.

"Shh, my master is cultivating in seclusion at the top of the paG.o.da. Let's not disturb him here."

"What Master!"

When the words' master 'came out, Old Liang was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. Liu Hong and Zhang San's eyes were even wider than the four Heavenly Kings in the temple.

"Yes, it is my master, just now there were so many strong warriors gathering at the Qingming Peak, if it wasn't for master saving me in the paG.o.da in time, I would have been smashed into pieces. I didn't expect this master of mine to be so capable, but he has already settled everything."

The most important thing was that, since when did His Highness the crown prince, who was right under his nose, actually acknowledge such an immortal master? Old Liang felt dizzy for a moment, as if he was in a dream.

"This is a long story. Let's go to the sect's main hall and talk. Do not disturb Master's closed door cultivation."

Old Liang repeatedly nodded his head when he heard this: "Yes! Everything is important to Senior Feng. Don't disturb his secluded cultivation!"

Within the great hall of the sect was a magnificent, s.p.a.cious golden hall. It was decorated with fine carvings and clear windows, much like a palace of immortals. At this moment, however, the great hall reverberated with Xiang Yun's endless chatter.

I was only five years old, and as I walked along the streets of Silver City, I lost track of the servants of the mansion. I saw an old fisherman by the river, and he was wearing a bamboo hat.

Xiang Yun looked at the stupefied gazes of the crowd below, his face solemn, but his heart was filled with a pleased smile. Hehe.

The ability to compose stories and speak nonsense was something that Xiang Yun had seen personally. In his previous life, he had not read so many martial arts novels for nothing. He had memorized all the fortuitous encounters under the main character's halo like it was his own.

He recounted how he met this top-level master, how he met him, how this senior found out about his amazing bones, his good character, and how he took him as a disciple.

The old Liang who had been looking at Xiang Yun from below the steps of the great hall gaped in shock, his eyes wide as though he had heard the words from the heavens!

"Pa Pa Pa!"

"What the good prince said is too good, it's too wonderful!"

Yue Jing was the most hardworking one in the applause, because he thought that he was listening to a novel. Beside him, little Qiao Feng's face was also flushed with excitement as he repeatedly clapped to cheer on his master's legendary life.

He sized up Xiang Yun, looking skeptical!

To tell the truth, Xiang Yun's story had a beginning and an end. The details were vivid, and Old Liang had already believed about seventy to eighty percent of it.

However, he did not understand one thing. What kind of person was this Senior Feng? How could his eyes be so poor? He actually had his eyes set on someone with a character like the Crown Prince. It would be better to just find someone on the streets.

"Cough cough," Seeing Old Liang's doubtful gaze, Xiang Yun coughed awkwardly twice.

Old Liang suddenly came to his senses. He couldn't figure out why the Crown Prince had suddenly achieved such a high level of cultivation.

"Ah, Your Highness is truly blessed with great fortune. To be able to be under this Senior Feng, it is truly a blessing of three lives!"

Old Liang sighed from the bottom of his heart. If a person wanted to go further on the path of cultivation, the guidance of a master teacher was of utmost importance.

As for Lin Wan'er, she was truly happy for Xiang Yun from the bottom of her heart. She wasn't stubborn about cultivation. As long as the Crown Prince was better, she would be happy!

In the end, everyone had accepted Xiang Yun's story. Although the beast tide had completely retreated, it would still take at least a few days.

Since there was no way for them to return to Qin Feng City, they decided to let Old Liang rush back to Qin Feng City first to take charge of the situation. Now that all the major powers had left, the peace within the city needed to be maintained.

In the past few days, Xiang Yun had not spent much time cultivating, other than eating and living under Lin Wan'er's care. Most of his time was spent discussing the matter of building a sect with the two of them in the main hall of the sect.

"A hundred zhang long floating Sky Stairway should be built here, this is the important place in the back mountain where a formation should be built!"

"Four training platforms can be built on this plaza. The entire arena is made of white jade and gold, and it has to be augmented by a formation!"

"Here!"

He quickly tapped the golden abacus in his hand with one hand. However, as the number of knocks increased, Yue Jing's hand started to tremble involuntarily, becoming stiffer and stiffer by the second.

"Wait, wait. His Highness the crown prince can't wait any longer!"

"Your Highness, if you continue to build the sect like this, before the sect is completed, all of Your Highness' crown prince's residence, your family's property and the shops in the Qin Feng City will be sold out."

Yue Zhong was already on the verge of tears. As the butler of Qin Feng City, he could only watch as he grew stronger and stronger. The rich and powerful treasury of the crown prince's residence was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Seeing Yue Jing's facial features almost scrunched up into a pile, the muscles on his face twitched non-stop. He tightly gripped the abacus in his hand, looking miserable, as if he was taking Yue Jing's life.

Xiang Yun couldn't help but smile playfully as he stopped pointing on the map. Patting Yue Jing's shoulder, he said thoughtfully.

"Looks like this construction is not going to work."

When Yue Jing heard this, it was as if he had seen the light of hope. He was choked with emotion as he nodded his head and said:

"That's right, that's right!"

"I've decided!"

Under Yue Jing's relieved gaze, Xiang Yun turned his gaze to the vast sky outside the great hall and boldly said, "Build a few more mountains. The specifications will all be built according to Qingming Peak's plan!"

Upon hearing these words, Yue Jing finally couldn't hold on any longer. His legs went soft and he fell to the ground. His eyes rolled up as his body twitched continuously as if he had been electrocuted.

Seeing that this guy really was in danger of being shocked, Xiang Yun flicked his finger, and a ray of cloud energy shot into Yue Jing's forehead. Yue Jing jumped into the lake of ice just like the middle of winter, and shot up with a 'whoosh'.

Yue Jing screamed as he jumped up. Both of his hands were still tightly grasping the abacus, while his expression was still as sorrowful as if he had lost his parents.

Xiang Yun snappily said, "Look at you, a miser. It's not like you've lost your family property, it's this crown prince who has paid for it. Why do you feel so heartbroken?"

Yue Jing curled his lips as he said with a bitter face, "Your Highness is right. But what you have done is the same as killing a chicken to get its eggs."

"Sect construction can be done slowly, and money can also be slowly earned. If you sell off all of His Highness' properties, then in the future, what will be used to sustain the expenses of the sect? That won't do!"

"Huh?" When Yue Jing heard this, he immediately looked at Xiang Yun with a stunned face. "This … we don't even need the crown prince's household's money. How are we supposed to build a sect?"

He patted his chest as he said with a face br.i.m.m.i.n.g with happiness, "In the future, all the money spent on the sect's construction will be used to take away my personal debts. That's right, as for cultivation techniques, pills, arrays, cloud artifacts, etc, I don't need them. I'll take them all."

"Aiyo, Your Highness, where did you get so much money?"

"Hmph." Xiang Yun arrogantly pointed at the top of his head, saying meaningfully, "Have you forgotten that this prince still has that master of mine?"

Hearing this, Yue Jing was suddenly enlightened, and a dazzling smile immediately appeared on his face as he excitedly said.

"Right, right! Old Senior Feng is a G.o.d-like person; one of his leg hairs that he plucked is even thicker than my waist! "

"Motherf * cker, are you scolding my master for being inhumane?" Xiang Yun scolded him in annoyance.

"Ugh …"

Liu Hong bowed and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, there is a visitor outside."

"Visitors?" Xiang Yun couldn't help but feel a wave of doubt. Who would come to see him at this time?

Moreover, the beast tide had yet to completely retreat, and most people would not be able to reach Qingming Peak. Looking at Liu Hong's expression, this fellow looked completely different from before, and the wink he made was rather strange. Xiang Yun could not help but ask.

"Who wants to see me?"

"It's her!"

Xiang Yun's heart shook upon hearing this. He suddenly thought back to that day in the pavilion, the scene of such beauty. Why had this woman come to see him now?