Caw! Caw! Caw!
Early in the morning, an annoying barking sound came from outside, loud and arrogant. Feng Bingwen, who had just returned home and intended to sleep until he naturally woke up, opened his eyes with some annoyance.
Although he no longer needs to sleep to nourish his spirit, as meditation is sufficient to replace sleep, he has already cultivated for quite some time inside that gourd.
Now that he's home, there's no need to work so hard. He just needs a peaceful sleep; for him, sleep is a pleasure, a chance to completely relax.
Unfortunately, circumstances didn't allow it. Before dawn, the flock of geese they kept at home set off for Wolong Lake in a large group, honking loudly.
Well, Feng Bingwen only learned from the two elves sleeping on him that during the time he was away from home, his grandmother, an old woman who had spent half her life farming and toiling away, had started raising a new flock of geese.
There wasn't any particular reason; she was just bored and wanted to do something. She was no longer involved in farm work or housework.
After Feng Bingwen's father came clean and stopped pretending, the old house in Fengjia Village became magnificent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its air of wealth was displayed without any concealment.
Along with the increase in wealth, Feng Bingwen's household became increasingly lively. Relatives he had never even met before would frequently come to his door, seeking employment.
It was impossible to refuse such a thing, but Feng Bingwen's parents had taken this into consideration. They invited all the distant neighbors and relatives who wanted to find jobs to the prefectural city, so that they wouldn't stay in the old house and cause trouble for the two old people.
To keep these distant relatives, whom they had never even seen during their impoverished times, from small tasks like gardening and lawn mowing to large tasks like chopping wood and cooking, everything in this old house is done by someone.
As for farming, there's no need to worry. After becoming wealthy, plenty of people will come to your door, willing to work as farmhands.
This meant that the two elderly people hardly had to worry about anything in their lives; from getting up and eating in the morning to resting at night, everything was taken care of.
Old Master Feng Lingjun was a scholar. When his father, Feng Bingwen's great-grandfather, was still alive, the old master lived a life of luxury, with everything done for him.
However, his family later fell into decline. After all, there is a world of difference between a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination) and a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the county civil service examination), and the difference is not small.
However, Feng Bingwen's unambitious father went into business and amassed a fortune even greater than that of his great-grandfather when he was alive.
Although the old man complained, he actually enjoyed it immensely and accepted everything offered. He adapted to this life quickly and continued to teach at the county school on weekdays.
However, Feng Bingwen's grandmother was different from the old man. Her family were self-employed farmers. They were not wealthy, but they had enough to eat and wear, and they could even have some meat during festivals.
But she was a farm girl after all, and had been involved in farm work since childhood. Even after marrying the old man, she was still busy in the fields. For Feng Lingjun, her husband was a virtuous and capable helper with whom she could entrust everything.
However, after Feng Bingwen's family became wealthy, the old woman felt somewhat lost, because everything she did was being done by someone else.
Therefore, at first, the old man was even a little depressed, but soon he noticed this and wrote a letter to his son, and the matter was perfectly resolved.
A flock of geese with feathers as pure as snow was returned, and anyone who saw them had to praise them.
"A big white goose!"
Feng Bingwen sat up from the bed, picked up the calico cat sleeping on his quilt, stroked it a couple of times, and then a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
"If I remember correctly, geese can also be used to guard the house."
"Um!"
Thinking of this, Feng Bingwen looked down at the mother cat curled up in his arms. The mother cat's belly was very obviously swollen, and it was clear that she would give birth to a litter of kittens soon.
but,
"Little Cuihua, you've been pregnant for almost three years now. Even if you were carrying a Nezha, you should have given birth by now!"
Feng Bingwen hadn't forgotten when he found this little female cat; she was already pregnant when he picked her up.
This little female cat might actually be three years pregnant now. I wonder what's inside her belly and how she could have such a long pregnancy.
"Meow!"
Seemingly having heard and understood Feng Bingwen's teasing, the mother cat, who had been comfortably nestled in his arms, suddenly tilted her head back and lay on his chest, staring at him with a pair of captivating tortoiseshell eyes filled with a mournful look.
"Hiss~"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but take a deep breath, quickly circulating the ancient scripture to calm his mind, and couldn't help but think to himself,
"What is the origin of this mother cat? She is already so alluring in her original form. If she were to transform into a human, what would she be like?"
Meow~
Suddenly, the calico cat, whose every glance exuded charm, seemed to sense something. She abruptly turned around and lay down on Feng Bingwen's chest, sniffing him intently with wide eyes.
To Feng Bingwen's astonishment, he saw a female cat with mixed hair colors but even fur, exuding an ethereal aura, sniffing at his heart, her small mouth opening and closing as if swallowing something.
"Um?"
Feng Bingwen immediately noticed the mother cat's unusual behavior. He scanned her with his spiritual sense and circulated his powerful magic, and figured out the reason.
It's a little embarrassing to admit, but that little female cat's glance did indeed tantalize him, causing a slight ripple in his heart, which in turn affected the naturally circulating, flawless immortal energy within his body, causing a small amount of immortal energy to dissipate from his body.
This mother cat sensed the dissipating celestial energy, hence her unusual behavior. Judging from her slightly narrowed eyes and intoxicated expression, it was clearly benefiting her greatly.
"So that's what it is! It just wants to devour my spiritual energy. That's easy enough!"
Understanding the reason, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh. The little bit of spiritual energy that he had dissipated when his mind was in turmoil was equivalent to the little bit of vital energy that an ordinary person exhales, or even less. For him, he could hardly feel any loss.
"I may not have other things, but I have as much immortal spiritual energy as I want, don't I?"
As he spoke, Feng Bingwen's palm landed on the little female cat's hindquarters, and in the next instant, a surge of powerful immortal energy flowed from Feng Bingwen's palm into the little female cat's body.
Meow--
The mother cat, who had been nibbling at the dissipating immortal energy, was suddenly overwhelmed by the unreserved flow of immortal energy from Feng Bingwen. She let out a sharp meow, and just like the two flower spirits, her eyes narrowed, and she fell unconscious, revealing her soft, white belly, completely defenseless.
"Tsk, another one fainted."
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sigh, sensing that the mother cat had reached its limit in terms of spiritual energy.
Compared to the three plant and flower spirits combined, who couldn't even swallow a single strand of immortal spiritual energy, this little female cat had an unusually large capacity, swallowing nearly fifty strands of his immortal spiritual energy before fainting.
"But how come you faint from overeating?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but complain. In fact, he knew the reason. It was simply because he had received too many benefits in one go, so much so that his body entered a dormant state to absorb the benefits to the maximum extent.
"If we were to fight the enemy, well, that would be too stupid. It would be much simpler and more straightforward to just slap them down."
After a moment's thought, Feng Bingwen abandoned the foolish idea of using spiritual energy to overwhelm his opponent.
"Speaking of which, I should also sort out what I've learned."
Upon reaching this point, Feng Bingwen released the five innate spirits he had absorbed into his body. The next moment, five orbs of light of different colors appeared in his bedroom.
Instantly, a dazzling light shone, and the five elements swirled around Feng Bingwen's room, which was originally just an elegant and noble place, seemed to have become the residence of a celestial being, dazzlingly beautiful.
"Tone it down!"
Looking at his room filled with spiritual energy, Feng Bingwen said helplessly, "These five innate spirits have the ability to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and purify it. Therefore, the strange phenomena they cause when they appear can be seen even by mortals."
The moment his will fell, the five dumplings immediately receded, and the brightness of their spiritual light instantly decreased by several levels.
"Shui Ling!"
Feng Bingwen's gaze fell on the round, dark object. Before obtaining the Dao Body, his greatest skill was transforming into a dragon and manipulating clouds and rain.
At this moment, he wanted to prepare the Five Spirits, so he decided to start with the Water Spirit.
After a moment of contemplation, Feng Bingwen opened his mouth and spat out a gleaming silver dragon pearl, accompanied by a series of dragon roars.
But that wasn't all. After spitting out the dragon pearl, Feng Bingwen gently exhaled, and a wisp of purple energy surged from his mouth, condensing into a lifelike purple dragon with complete scales and armor.
This was a true dragon source energy bestowed upon him by the Dragon Lord of Xuan Ting. Even a mortal could use it to transform from a human into a dragon, thus gaining the possibility of becoming a true dragon.
For Feng Bingwen now, it's naturally useless. He can cultivate the Dragon Transformation Technique to some extent, but that can only be used as a combat skill, not as a fundamental technique.
"go!"
The nascent, bewildered Shui Ling, following Feng Bingwen's will, crashed headlong into the purple dragon swimming in the room.
Although the purple dragon appeared majestic yet elegant, it was actually just a mass of energy. Upon contact with the innate water spirit, it produced no resistance and merged directly with it.
hold head high!
At this moment, with the help of the True Dragon Origin Qi, Shui Ling instantly transformed into a nearly three-zhang-long purple dragon, gaining a physical form, and even its spirituality increased dramatically as a result.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that his attempt had been a great success, Feng Bingwen clapped his hands and laughed. He casually pushed the dragon pearl hanging in front of him forward, and the purple dragon that was swimming and churning in the room immediately swallowed it.
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