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Chapter 410 - 378 A Short Separation is Better than The Newlyweds_2

Chapter 410: Chapter 378 A Short Separation is Better than The Newlyweds_2

Even more mature and grander than in the memory, and even more perfect as well.

Everything so perfect seemed unreal, just like the protagonist in a fairy tale.

Seemingly as perfect, unreal and elusive as an immortal walked out of a fantasy.

Unattainable, unforgettable, impossible to let go.

"How strange. Have you forgotten your own husband after just a few months of not seeing each other?"

In the midst of her trance, the figure who seemed to have stepped out from a fantasy, now enveloped in rosy clouds, teasingly asked.

Xiang Feifei was fully awakened, took steps forward, launched herself into the open arms of Wang Zijia.

Her legs wrapped around Wang Zijia’s waist, held unconsciously by him with his hands on her hips, while her hands hugged his neck, gazing blankly at that perfect face which was so close.

Wang Zijia was also looking upward, at the person clinging to him like an octopus.

Their breathing was so clear and visible, and the air seemed somewhat heated.

In her memory, this delicate lady, who always carried herself with grace, barely ever got so carried away.

As she looked into his eyes, her gaze burned hot. Despite already reaching the cultivation level of Perfected, Wang Zijia felt somewhat heated for some reason.

The golden rays of the setting sun passed through the tiny gap between their close cheeks, casting a beam of golden light and shadows of their side profiles against a line of splendid sunset cloud.

Their passionate gaze made the surrounding air seem somewhat peaceful.

They stared at each other for a moment before Xiang Feifei kissed him passionately, and Wang Zijia responded warmly.

Xiang Feifei was somewhat dominant at first, but the expected outcome of this battle was clear due to her inexperienced moves.

It didn’t take long for Wang Zijia to turn the tables, causing Xiang Feifei’s strength, who was clinging to him, to lessen.

Underneath a long passionate kiss, both of their breathing became rapid.

Wang Zijia was moving towards the courtyard while carrying her, with the servants nowhere in sight.

By the time Xiang Feifei came back to her senses, she was already thrown on the bed in the bedroom by Wang Zijia.

"Ah! We haven’t even had dinner yet!" Xiang Feifei, with her face flushed, gasped.

"Yeah, we haven’t had dinner yet. I’ve prepared a sumptuous dinner for you. Let’s eat some fruits like bananas to quench our thirst first!"

"What are you doing? It’s not even dark yet!"

"Well, you didn’t mention this when you pounced on me before I descended to the Lower Realm!"

"You... don’t you feel ashamed... hmm..."

"..."

The sunset colored the sky red, coloring the world. Under the golden twilight, the White Peach Courtyard was truly beautiful.

However, a fierce battle was taking place within the courtyard, going back and forth several times, with no end in sight.

Youngsters in their most vigorous age, even during the middle of their cultivation, had unexpectedly strong battle abilities. After several rounds that went on and off until deep into the night, the battle finally ended when one party completely yielded.

...

The next day at noon, Wang Zijia and Xiang Feifei got out of bed while the servants had already prepared breakfast.

"Good morning, Miss! Good morning, Master!"

"Uh, morning!"

After responding calmly to the several servants’ greetings made with a chuckle, Wang Zijia said.

Xiang Feifei’s face turned red with shame, glaring at the women. The servants immediately stopped their teasing.

Though they were raised with Xiang Feifei and often didn’t bother about hierarchy, they still knew when to stop.

During their intimate breakfast, Wang Zijia said: "Let’s quit the job at the Fu Tower. Our Jade Talisman Lineage has already got a position, so there’s no need to plead for work from the Qifu Faction."

"The Jade Talisman Lineage?" Xiang Feifei asked in surprise.

"Yes, I’ve found the flagship product and core inheritance for our lineage. So, when I go to submit the application for lineage foundation, I plan to change the name slightly," said Wang Zijia as he ate.

"Okay, I understand. I’ll apply for a change of post later," said Xiang Feifei as comprehension dawned upon her, nodding in agreement.

As usual, the two of them finished breakfast and, rather than lolling around together, began the day’s work. Wang Zijia had many things to manage today.

Wang Zijia sent Xiang Feifei to the Qifu Faction, then headed straight for Qifeng.

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He had quit working on a task the previous day.

It was not because he was tired, but because once his Fu Pulse was opened, his permissions for opening the Fu Pulse were completely fulfilled. Therefore, various processes needed to be reviewed.

After handling matters for half of the day, he was now able to apply for all kinds of benefits associated with opening a Fu Pulse.

So, he had many things to do today!

For instance, apply for a dedicated construction team from the sect. This includes those concerned with construction, array and so forth;

As another example, allocate positions and adjust various permissions for his post as Fu Pulse master;

And, among the resources previously paid by the Qifu Faction, which ones would need to be supplemented and which ones would need to apply for compensation from the sect and so on.

These things were mostly done at the secular courtyard. Considering the difficulties that might arise, Wang Zijia did not let anyone else handle them, but went to arrange them himself.

To avoid any unpleasant incidents, Wang Zijia concealed none of his cultivation. Instead, he openly exuded the imposing aura of a "real-person" level monk.

When he arrived at the secular courtyard at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, the convening disciples and monks greeted him reflexively as they met him.

"Martial Uncle!"

"Senior!"

"······"

After greeting him and recognizing Wang Zijia, everyone seemed stunned, then quickly left.

Before, they used to dodge him in fear of getting implicated. Now, perhaps it’s because they were afraid of his wrath that they continue to avoid him!

Therefore, when he came to the secular courtyard once again, he still wasn’t very welcome.

The matters between factions always seemed to be······

But no one dared to make things difficult for him anymore. After Yue Changqing’s death, although the Yue Family still had a dozen or more "real-person" level members, their status both in the Outer Sect and Inner Sect had fallen considerably.

They couldn’t be called the dominating power in multiple courtyards in the Outer Sect any longer. Even within the secular courtyard, they no longer stood supreme.

The Gu family, which had a grudge against the Yue Family, was the most severe in terms of resource oppression and squeezing.

In addition to their hatred towards the Bone Soul Sect and their desire to rise again, the majority of Yue Family disciples took the initiative to participate in the battlefield, to gain merits.

Due to those reasons, the Yue Family’s influence in the outer sect was no longer significant.

Even if Wang Zijia hadn’t made a breakthrough, no one should have troubled him to please the Yue family. Not to mention that he already become a "real-person" Dao Child.

Wang Zijia took a familiar route through various temples and somehow found himself in a familiar office.

"Martial Uncle, what can I assist you with?" The moment Wang Zijia stepped into the courtyard with a formidable aura of a ’real-person’ level monk, Li Xuehai, who had been idling away his time, was startled and almost jumped up. Immediately, he greeted Wang Zijia respectfully, saying,"If you need my help, simply send someone to give me the instructions, no need to come by yourself".

"Really? I thought the secular courtyard had strict rules!" said Wang Zijia.

Hearing the tone and words of Wang Zijia, Li Xuehai, who had been bowing his head in courtesy, felt a chill in his heart. He raised his head, intending to say something.

However, what caught his eye was the handsome face of Wang Zijia, a face well-known throughout the sect. He was immediately dumbfounded.

"Wang Daozi?" After a moment of stunned silence, he finally said in shock.

"Isn’t it me? Thanks to you, Fellow Daoist, I spent decades in the lower realm, finally satisfying all the requirements of Fu Pulse opening!" said Wang Zijia, expressionlessly.

Hearing Wang Zijia’s response, Li Xuehai’s face changed drastically, and he became flustered.

Sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned pale. He quickly composed himself and said, "In the past, I didn’t recognize a gem when I saw one. I hope you can forgive my foolishness, Martial Uncle Wang."

"Oh!" Wang Zijia said, almost laughing: "Martial Nephew Li didn’t have this attitude before. I remember your words clearly, ’There are at least hundreds, if not thousands of inheritances like mine in the outer sect.’"

"There are no fewer than a handful of divine inheritance; what am I compared to them?"

"What secular courtyard affairs must be conducted according to the rules. As a result, because of your so-called secular courtyard rules, I had to spend decades wandering in the lower realm, finally meeting all the requirements."

"Now what is wrong with Martial Nephew Li? You followed the rules, where did you go wrong?"