69: With the arrival of Junior Master, we have a clear sky!

Inside the study.

Feng Zhenghao looked at Lin Yuan, who had already left, and murmured,

"What a terrifying Prodigy!"

Feng Xingtong frowned and asked with some confusion,

"Dad, what did Lin Yuan mean by his last sentence before he left?"

Feng Zhenghao said with a cold gaze,

"Hehehe... Humans and spirits are, after all, two different species. If a human consumes too many spirits, do you think he would still be human?"

"The Wang family is still gloating, thinking that by acquiring the complete Soul Summoning, they could firmly suppress our Feng family. Little do they know, they've been played!"

...

Lin Yuan had just returned to his room and was wondering where he should go when his phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hmm? Zhang Chulan? Why is this kid calling me now?"

Lin Yuan didn't know that this kid had just taken on a big job.

This big job was about Daoist Wang Ye.

The news of him obtaining Feng Hou Qi Men had spread, and when he returned to Wudang Mountain, his Junior Martial Uncle Zhou Meng drove him down the mountain, directly expelling him.

Wang Ye knew this was an act of helplessness; the appearance of Feng Hou Qi Men would surely expose his sect. There was nothing he could do but return home to inherit the family business and become a top-tier second-generation rich.

You used to call me a stinky Daoist, and I didn't pick on your flaws, but now you have to call me! CEO Wang!

However, after Wang Ye returned to a normal life, his home had already become a target.

A large number of gifted individuals were all monitoring him, and three little rascals from the Zhuge family came to cause trouble.

Wang Ye gave the three of them a good beating, and finally, at Zhuge Qing's suggestion, they found the company.

After paying a large deposit, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao also caught many of the monitoring gifted individuals.

But all these people were working for money and were not very clear about the forces behind them.

In desperation, Zhuge Qing decided to use the Zhuge family's ancestral technique, leveraging the power of Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan, and Zhuge Qing, to search for answers within the Qi Men Inner Scenery.

As it turned out, this move was not without consequence; Zhang Chulan almost died from the illusions of the Inner Scenery. In the end, it was only with Feng Baobao's help that he was unharmed.

Finally, they found the answer: two of The Ten Elders from the Art Branch, Chen Jinkui and Wang Ai!

Two of The Ten Elders simultaneously made a move against Wang Ye. Even Wang Ye found this a headache to hear.

Just as he was deep in thought, Zhang Chulan casually opened a bottle of soda and sat in front of him.

"Oh, this matter... I have two ways to solve it. Do you want to hear them?"

"Nonsense! Of course I want to hear them!"

"Hurry up and tell me!"

Zhang Chulan put down his soda and chuckled,

"It's very simple: give them a taste of their own medicine. They made a move against your family, so you do the same. The Wang family is already ruined; if you stir things up again, Wang Ai probably won't have many years left to live."

Wang Ye frowned slightly.

"Wouldn't that cause chaos in the world? Is there no other way?"

Zhang Chulan also saw that Wang Ye didn't want to get involved in too much trouble, so he didn't keep him in suspense.

"The second method isn't difficult either: find someone whose strength matches or even surpasses theirs to take charge. Then see if they still dare to come."

Wang Ye couldn't help but lower his head.

"These two are The Ten Elders! To suppress both of them, unless you can persuade the Old Celestial Master to act, you can't be absolutely sure. But why would he help me?"

Zhang Chulan chuckled.

"Hey! For such a small matter, why bother the Old Celestial Master? Have you forgotten how Wang Ai got beaten up like that?"

Wang Ye was slightly stunned and immediately understood.

That's right! There's also Lin Yuan! He had dealt with him a lot on Mount Longhu, and their relationship was good. Asking him for help might really work.

"You don't know yet, do you? Junior Martial Uncle has already come down the mountain and is at the Tianxia Association. How about it? Do you want to invite him?"

"Back then, Lü Ci and Wang Ai were both severely beaten by him. As long as he helps, what Chen Jinkui! What Wang Ai! They're all little good-for-nothings. With him here, even immortals would get two slaps before leaving."

If Junior Martial Uncle comes, the Wang family will be at peace!

If Junior Martial Uncle comes, there will be justice!

Wang Ye immediately nodded excitedly.

"That would be great, but given Lin Yuan's relationship with me, I'm afraid he might not be willing to help me with this..."

Zhang Chulan patted his chest.

"Hey! In other areas, I can't guarantee you, but when it comes to connections! You think of me, your Chulan bro, no problem! I make one phone call, and Junior Martial Uncle will fly over tomorrow."

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Chulan with a doubtful expression.

"Can you do it?"

"Absolutely no problem! Just watch!"

Saying that, Zhang Chulan immediately took out his phone and called Lin Yuan.

"Hello... Junior Martial Uncle, it's Chulan."

Hearing Lin Yuan's voice, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

"It's like this, Junior Martial Uncle, Daoist Wang Ye here has run into some trouble..."

"Could you perhaps find some time to come over and give these petty villains a small shock?"

As soon as Zhang Chulan finished speaking, Lin Yuan on the other end of the phone immediately laughed.

"Hahaha, little Chulan, Wang Ye's matter was entrusted to you to handle, and now you come to me and ask me to travel so far?"

"During Luotian Grand Ceremony, you did all those things, and without me to clean up your mess, you still made it to the end. Do I really owe you something?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan broke out in a cold sweat and almost knelt down to Lin Yuan.

"Oh! Junior Martial Uncle, please don't say that! Isn't it that I have no other choice?"

"Please, for old times' sake, since you once gave me special training for a while, have some mercy and help me out, Junior Martial Uncle. I'll kneel down and kowtow to you, okay?"

"Oh, Junior Martial Uncle! How can I live without you... Junior Martial Uncle!!"

Saying that, Zhang Chulan was about to kneel to the phone.

Wang Ye, watching from the side, also had a dark expression.

This is what you call having no problem with connections? You're practically begging him on your knees, crying and clinging to his leg now.

"Alright, Zhang Chulan, stop bullshitting! Whatever money you earn from this job, I want sixty percent."

"No! Junior Martial Uncle! Are you robbing me? I'm so poor I'm almost begging for food."

"Then you go handle it yourself. Do you think my place is a charity hall?"

Zhang Chulan was on the verge of tears.

"Alright, alright! Sixty percent it is, Junior Martial Uncle, when are you coming over?"

"If I had money, I could go now. I don't have a single cent on me. I can't just walk there, can I? Remember to drive to pick me up. I'm carrying my real gear, so I can't take a plane right now."

Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan were both stunned.

They say Dao cultivators live a simple life, but this is too simple, isn't it? The dignified Disciple of the Old Celestial Master has no money when traveling.

"Junior Martial Uncle! Don't worry! We'll set off to pick you up right now. Send me your location, and we'll try to arrive by tomorrow morning!"

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