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Chapter 835 - Chapter 835 Chapter 835 Xuande Cave Heaven Tea Inquiry

Chapter 835: Chapter 835: Xuande Cave Heaven Tea Inquiry Chapter 835: Chapter 835: Xuande Cave Heaven Tea Inquiry Elder Wu was expelled from Luohua Manor, and of the original thirty people who arrived, only twenty-seven remained.

The remaining individuals witnessed this scene and consequently became more disciplined within the manor, occasionally taking the initiative to show goodwill.

Unable to seize the chance to please Feng Jun, people like Li Shishi ended up reaping significant benefits.

Even Gazi, who hardly spoke, received two brand-name watches and a large off-road vehicle valued at over four million.

He tried to refuse them, but the others insisted on giving them to him.

Elder Peng, on the other hand, lingered around Yang Yuxin every day.

He realized that what Xiao Yang said was correct: her status in the manor was not as high as her daughter Gu Jiahui’s, but the key point was that she was the only one who could keep in touch with Feng Jun by providing support from societal connections.

Elder Peng believed that what he could offer were some social connections, so he wanted to learn from Yang Yuxin.

Yang Yuxin understood his feelings, as she had once been in a similar situation, unable to find a way to ingratiate herself with Feng Jun.

One day, while Feng Jun was nurturing the Mountain and River Seal, the guard reported that Wudang Elder Guo had come to visit with a friend.

Sister Hong went to the entrance to welcome the guests–now, even if the Wudang Sect Leader came, they would not be able to have Feng Jun greet them at the door.

As noon approached, Elder Yuan and the others were in the valley, and Feng Jun received them in the front courtyard.

Upon meeting, Elder Guo presented a Tai Chi Boxing Classic, “Congratulations to Master Feng on taking another step beyond the previous hundred feet.”

There were many versions of the Tai Chi Boxing Classic, but the one he offered was personally written by Master Sanfeng. Although it wasn’t the original manuscript, it was enough to show his sincerity.

Feng Jun accepted it with a laugh, “Hehe, you are quite well-informed. Who told you?”

Who else could have said it? Of course, it was Tang Wangsun who knew about Feng Jun’s advancement to the Emergence Stage. It wasn’t a secret in Luohua Manor, so surely Tang Wenji wouldn’t be kept in the dark–she was currently staying in the manor to avoid harassment from the Juqu Official Residence, not technically part of the manor, but she was Feng Jun’s woman.

Since the Little Celestial Master knew about it, it was only natural for her to mention it to the Heavenly Master.

Thus, Elder Guo, who had a great relationship with Tang Tianshi, also knew.

Feng Jun had no intention of publicizing the news, but he couldn’t disregard the serious intentions of others who brought gifts, so he smiled slightly, “You’ve gone to such expense. And this gentleman is…?”

The Taoist who came with Elder Guo was nearly fifty years old, tall and thin with dark skin. He greeted with a smile, “Taibai’s Xuande Cave Heaven’s Feng Tianyang pays respects to Daoist Feng.”

Feng Jun immediately sat up straight and spoke formally, “My fellow Daoist jests, I am no Daoist sage.”

What a joke; in the mobile phone realm, one would have to reach the Divine Spirit Stage before possibly being called a Daoist sage. Even the Emergence Stage was insufficient. A proper Daoist sage, who could rightfully be called so, would be someone past the Tribulation Transcending Stage or even in the Mahayana Realm.

Feng Tianyang smiled, not surprised, “As expected, the more profound the Daoist arts, the more reserved the master. In that case… Daoist Feng, we are from the same lineage, so I suppose calling you a ‘Master’ is permissible, right?”

“Not that either,” Feng Jun dismissed with a wave of his hand, speaking decisively, “I haven’t reached the Golden Core; how can I dare claim the title of ‘Master’?”

He didn’t want to get used to being called a Master in this realm, only to end up making a joke of himself as “This Master” in the mobile phone realm.

Feng Tianyang looked helplessly at him, “But it has been a thousand years since a Golden Core formed.”

“Then you may address me as ‘Eminent One’; that is the term used in the mobile phone realm,” Feng Jun didn’t plan to undersell himself, “What brings Daoist Feng here? We are from the same lineage… no need to be a stranger.”

Feng Tianyang hemmed and hawed before presenting his gift–a milky-white porcelain vial containing two taels of Questioning Dao Tea.

This tea was a special product of Taibai, grown deep within the clouds at the mountaintop, with extremely limited production.

The true Questioning Dao Tea came only from three ancient tea trees, each over a thousand years old, and only the few top sprigs could be considered genuine. The annual yield did not exceed ten jin.

To Feng Jun, this item was not particularly exciting. He thought to himself, I have Spirit Tea, how could it not be stronger than yours?

So he casually opened the porcelain vial, only to pause for a moment in slight surprise, “It actually…”

Inside the vial, the tea leaves were all new sprouts, resembling sparrow tongues, each one distinct.

The shape of the sprouts wasn’t the issue; what surprised him was that the tea leaves were actually emitting… traces of Spiritual Energy.

Feng Tianyang offered a smile, “This is our finest Questioning Dao Tea, with an annual yield of less than one jin. The Eminent One must have felt it.”

Feng Jun took a deep breath and nodded slowly, “Indeed, it is quite rare, truly the work of someone thoughtful.”

Then he raised his hand, and two white Jade Vials appeared, “I won’t take advantage of you. This is my return gift, one Meridian Opening Pill for each, capable of treating innate severed meridians.”

Elder Guo piled on the smiles, his hands quick to pocket the Jade Vial, “You’re too courteous, Daoist Feng,” he joked. A pill that could treat innate severed meridians was an invaluable treasure.

A remedy that could heal severed meridians caused by external factors could be called miraculous–and he wasn’t even sure if such a thing existed in this world.

“Many thanks, Master Feng,” Feng Tianyang managed to retain his composure. He gave a formal cupped-fist salute to Feng Jun before speaking, “Xuande Cave Heaven is currently facing some troubles. If you could lend a hand, I am willing to offer five pounds of this rare Spirit-Seeking Tea!”

Elder Guo looked at him in astonishment, “Have you lost your mind?”

He had dealt with people from Xuande Cave Heaven quite often and was well aware of the Spirit-Seeking Tea. Feng Tianyang wasn’t wrong–the top-grade Spirit-Seeking Tea indeed had an annual yield of just one pound.

He once encountered a disciple of the Taibai Lineage in the Jianghu. After exchanging a few moves, they got along quite well and traveled together for over half a year. When they parted ways, the other party gifted him some top-grade Spirit-Seeking Tea.

How much was gifted? Just… two leaves!

Yes, although Elder Guo was rather young at the time, he felt a bit insulted; however, the other person explained that this grade of Spirit-Seeking Tea could only be produced in one pound per year, and the ration had been distributed early.

That old friend had quite some connection with Feng Tianyang, which was why he had brought Xiao Feng with him this time.

Five pounds… that was the entire five years of yield. Elder Guo thought Feng Tianyang was speaking wildly.

Feng Jun’s brow furrowed slightly as he pondered and then spoke, “I am not particularly interested in this Spirit-Seeking Tea… Alright, could you briefly explain what troubles you’ve encountered?”

He was not greatly interested in the tea itself, but rather in how they were able to cultivate such a tea imbued with Spiritual Energy. Of course, he couldn’t directly say that their Spirit-Seeking Tea was far from satisfactory.

Feng Tianyang hesitated before speaking with uncertainty, “Three ancient tea trees… their vitality is dwindling.”

Feng Jun furrowed his brows in thought, “I see… I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to help you out.”

Yet Elder Guo’s eyes rolled, and he nodded slightly, “Actually, Tianyang has found the right person. If even Master Feng… Master Feng can’t handle it, others probably won’t be able to either.”

He was well aware of Hua Hua’s origins–after all, the person used to be called ‘Flower Master’.

Feng Jun glanced at him, “We’re all insiders here; there’s no need for formal titles. Just call me Feng.”

After some discussion, Feng Jun decided to visit Mount Taibai.

There were still more than twenty strangers in the manor, but he firmly sent Elder Wu away, confident that there wouldn’t be any trouble in the short term, and the manor didn’t lack guards right now.

His departure was decisive; driving an SUV, he reached Mount Taibai in a day and a night.

Mount Taibai is acclaimed as the highest peak east of the Himalayas. However, Xuande Cave Heaven was not located on the peak; it was situated on a less imposing mountain.

There was also a tourist area present, but Xuande Cave Heaven was not listed as a popular attraction, mainly because there was no cable car, and the visitors had to climb the steps to reach it.

Yet, the temple incense business was evidently thriving–after all, the mountain scenery was magnificent and steeply majestic, and the Cave Heaven was ranked eleventh amongst the Thirty-Six Minor Cavern Heavens.

It was only after arriving at Mount Taibai that Feng Jun learned Feng Tianyang was actually the acting manager of Xuande Cave Heaven.

Four years earlier, the previous manager had left to wander the world, and because he didn’t use a mobile phone, they had been unable to contact him. Before leaving, he had entrusted all the affairs of the observatory to Feng Tianyang, which made him the acting manager now.

In fact, the former manager’s life and death were a mystery, but Feng Tianyang’s attitude was resolute; as long as there was no news from the old manager, he would not remove the “acting” from his title.

Although Xuande Cave Heaven was somewhat remote, the infrastructure was not small and saw quite a flow of visitors and peers, giving off a sense of “wealth concealed in the deep mountains, with distant kin.”

When Feng Tianyang was hosting Feng Jun, several groups of people asked to see “Manager Feng,” but all were turned away by him.

He also ordered preparations to be made, saying that today, they would welcome and cleanse the dust off Mountain Master Feng of the Luohua lineage.

Indeed, Luohua Manor was gaining renown–brimming with powerful cultivators, it had slowly started to form its own lineage among the Daoist Sects.

“I am not particularly interested in these mundane ceremonies of reception and departure,” Feng Jun flatly refused. “If possible, let’s get to the main issue. Time might not be valuable to us cultivators, but it is precious.”

Feng Tianyang nodded with a smile but glanced at Elder Guo somewhat intentionally.

Elder Guo instantly understood; now having his own estate and hundreds of Spirit Plants, he was very wary of drawing unwanted attention.

He could fully empathize with Feng Tianyang’s position and thus stood up smiling, “I’ll take a walk outside; it’s been a long time since my last visit.”

After he left, Feng Tianyang turned to Feng Jun with an apologetic smile, “The situation with the Spirit-Seeking Tea is my Taibai Lineage’s most important secret. It’s not that I mean to disrespect Elder Guo, but the pressure is simply too great.”

“Understood,” Feng Jun nodded. As long as the lack of respect wasn’t directed at him, he didn’t mind, “Can we go now?”

It turned out that the Spirit-Seeking Tea wasn’t grown on this mountain peak but rather about twenty miles away on another mountain.

Though this mountain was not as high as the one housing Xuande Cave Heaven, it was incredibly steep and rugged.

Climbing to the midsection of the mountain, the path ended. There were seven or eight small huts guarded by four or five Taoists.

Feng Tianyang invited Feng Jun to rest for a while, pointing to the summit, “The Spirit-Seeking Tea is at the mountaintop; let’s take a break before ascending.”

Feng Jun, seeing that everyone around was a Taoist, created a blue lotus with a flick of his hand. The Blue Lotus expanded in an instant, large enough to span a yard in diameter, “Come aboard. I will fly us to the top.”