Divination Pavilion. Xia Fei arrived on time and waited for another half an hour before that mysterious old man finally arrived.
"Don't call me old man. I'm not that old yet. Just call me Fuchen." The old man didn't seem to like Xia Fei calling him old man and waved his hand.
The exquisite crab dumplings were served. Xia Fei tasted one and realized that it was completely incomparable to the golden quail soup from yesterday. The taste was on a whole different level.
Old Man Fuchen saw Xia Fei frowning and smiled. "Real delicacies aren't available all the time. You'll have to get used to the difference in the future. These crab dumplings might not be delicious, but they can help you get rid of the heat in your body. Did you feel hot all over last night and abnormally impulsive?"
Xia Fei nodded. Fuchen said, "That's right. The golden quail soup is a pure yang tonic. You drank enough for four people yesterday, so you'll naturally have a reaction last night. But your body condition isn't bad, so it's just a little hot. The eight-edged king crab has the yin attribute, so it can help offset the heat in your body."
The breakfast wasn't delicious. Xia Fei and Fuchen only ate two baskets of dumplings before stopping and sat down to drink tea.
"How much did yesterday's meal cost?" Fuchen asked.
Xia Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, "1.2 million pearls. The boss only took the soup and the rest was a gift. Isn't this too expensive? What's the difference between this and robbery?"
Fuchen disagreed. "How can you say that? I ordered that golden quail soup a year ago and they took an entire year to prepare. 1.2 million pearls is reasonable."
Xia Fei was speechless. Who would have thought that the golden quail soup would take a year to prepare? Even so, Xia Fei still felt that 1.2 million pearls was too expensive. If he knew this would happen, he would have tasted it carefully.
Old Man Fuchen could see Xia Fei's dissatisfaction and smiled. "Forget it. I'll bring you out to see the world today. Consider it as compensation for paying for me for the past two days."
Xia Fei knitted his brows and asked in a deep voice, "Are we going to eat some sky-high delicacy again?"
Fuchen replied, "Of course we have to eat delicacies, but this time, it's someone else who's treating us."
…
Xia Fei was in a great mood after eating only thirty-five pearls for breakfast.
Following Old Man Fuchen, they arrived at a luxurious manor. Other manors were built in the outskirts of the city, but this one was built in the heart of the city. To be able to enclose such a large piece of land in a place where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, it was evident that this family was not only wealthy, but also had great influence.
Fuchen led Xia Fei and swaggered in, and the guards at the entrance hurriedly stopped them.
"Is this Fei Xingye's residence?" Fuchen suddenly asked.
When the guard heard Fuchen calling out his master's name, he became solemn.
"May I ask if the two of you are guests invited by our master?"
"No, Fei Xingye is not qualified to invite us."
With that said, Fuchen let out a cold snort and led Xia Fei in. They did not encounter any obstructions along the way.
"These are the descendants of my good friend. The ancients might not be around anymore, but their descendants still have to be taken care of." Fuchen said mysteriously.
Xia Fei was confused. It seemed like this old man had some background and was here to take care of the descendants of his old friend.
The main hall was spacious, and there was a mahogany chair at the very top. Fuchen took off his shoes and sat cross-legged, instructing Xia Fei to sit beside him. This way, if the master of this family came out, he would only be third. What a noisy guest! Fuchen immediately put on airs.
A maidservant curiously served tea and snacks. Fuchen only took a sip before smashing the cup and cursing, "The one with the surname Fei is using these trashy things to entertain the old ancestor?! I think you guys are tired of living! "
Xia Fei furrowed his brows. This tea was not bad. Even if it was not of the highest grade, it was definitely of the highest grade. It was not enough to make Fuchen fly into a rage. It seemed like Old Man Fuchen was intentionally looking for trouble.
The servant girl who didn't know what was going on quickly removed the refreshments and replaced them with a new set. After tasting the refreshments, Fuchen's brows finally relaxed and he spoke softly, "This is passable. Call Fei Xingye over. If he doesn't arrive in three minutes, this old man will turn around and leave. If you want to invite this old ancestor again, there won't be a chance."
It seemed that these words had an effect. Not long after, a white-haired old man appeared. He looked much older than Fuchen. The wrinkles on his face looked like they were cut by a knife, deeply engraved on his face, and his beard was at least two feet long.
The old man's legs were weak, and he was supported by a young man.
"You're Fei Xingye?!"
Fuchen, who was sitting at the head of the table, asked loudly, scaring the old man so much that he almost fell to the ground.
"May I ask who you are?" Fei Xingye cupped his hands and carefully asked. There were many strange people in the universe, and it was not advisable to judge a book by its cover. There were many experts who had lived for tens of thousands of years, yet they still looked like youths in their twenties. Fei Xingye wasn't arrogant and was very respectful to Fuchen.
However, the young man beside him didn't have a good expression. He glared at Xia Fei and Fuchen and said, "Great ancestor, I wonder where these villains came from. They actually dared to behave atrociously in our house. Why are you so polite to them?"
"Don't speak nonsense." Fei Xingye quickly patted the young man's forehead and instructed.
Fuchen sighed and stood up. "I came to help your Fei Clan out of kindness, but it's a pity that you guys don't know how to appreciate my kindness. Forget it, Xia Fei, let's go. Fei Lingyi's descendants are useless, and they only have themselves to blame."
* Plop! *
As soon as he said that, Fei Xingye actually knelt down and cried, "Old ancestor, please don't go! I actually didn't recognize you as an old friend of my ancestor. Damn it! Damn it! "
Not only did he bow, Fei Xingye immediately started to slap himself. "I recognized you. You are Old Ancestor Fuchen! Xiaoxi, hurry up and kneel! "
The young man named Fei Xiaoxi knelt down unwillingly and was pressed to the ground by Fei Xingye. There was a green bruise on his head and he was grimacing in pain.
Xia Fei and Yuan were dumbfounded. No one expected Old Man Fuchen to actually have such a great background. After Fei Xingye recognized him, he actually burst into tears.
"Forget it. You were only a teenager when you met me with Fei Lingyi. Now that so many years have passed, it's normal for you not to recognize me. Get up, don't look like you're at a funeral."
The Fei Clan's grandfather and grandson crawled up from the ground while trembling. Fuchen said, "Since I am already here, I don't intend to stand idly by. I already know about your grandson's matter. Bring the items over and seal this garden for me while you're at it."
Fei Xingye hurriedly thanked him profusely and left. Not long after, experts appeared and sealed off this garden. Even the energy protection canopy was activated, preventing anyone from the outside from seeing what was going on in the garden.
"I say, what are you doing?" Xia Fei asked suspiciously.
Old Man Fuchen rolled his eyes at Xia Fei and unhurriedly said, "The Fei Clan is a famous Spirit Master clan in this area. Their Spirit Hunter martial technique is passed down through generations. Their strongest warrior, who is also Fei Xingye's grandson, Fei Haizheng, was severely injured by someone a year ago and his soul tool was destroyed.
"Their clan and I have some fate, so I plan to personally repair the Fei Clan's ancestral soul tool and also have a taste of their precious Pearl Green Cry Bamboo Shoots. You might not know this, but the Pearl Green Cry Bamboo Shoots are the best among the bamboo shoots. It's as sweet as honey, and the taste is really …"
Fuchen spoke with fervor and composure. His three sentences were all about eating, but Xia Fei turned pale with fright!
Repairing soul tools wasn't something anyone could do, unless Old Man Fuchen was a Spirit Master!
"You're a Spirit Master?!" Xia Fei anxiously asked.
Fuchen disapproved. "What are you making a fuss about? You and I are both Spirit Masters. Why? Do you think this old man is blind and can't tell that you're a Spirit Master?! "
"Tsk! Why don't you think about it. If not for the fact that we're both Spirit Masters, why would I share so many precious ingredients with you?! I only had a sip of that Golden Quail Soup last night! You drank the rest! "
* Shing ~ *
Xia Fei's expression changed. No one knew that he was a Spirit Master, yet Fuchen was able to see through his identity with a single glance!
"Authentic Spirit Master? What does that mean? "Xia Fei asked with doubt.
Fuchen was even more confused than Xia Fei. "Why? Don't you know that you're an authentic Spirit Master?"
Xia Fei nodded. Fuchen saw that Xia Fei didn't look like he was lying, so he couldn't help but sigh and let out a bitter laugh. "Authentic Spirit Masters don't know their identity. Which master are you the disciple of?"
"I don't have a master." Xia Fei honestly said.
Fuchen opened his mouth wide. Obviously, he didn't believe Xia Fei's words.
"You don't have a master? I noticed you when you were on the Red Dwarf Star. Back then, you were forging soul tools in the arctic and even succeeded. How could you not have a master? "Fuchen asked again.
Xia Fei thought for a moment before he took out the Feather Spirit Art and handed it to Fuchen. "I figured it out based on this book. If we're talking about a master, this is probably it."
Old Man Fuchen took the Feather Spirit Art and took a few glances before his face turned ashen.
He threw the Feather Spirit Art book on the ground and stomped on it with all his might. He looked like he couldn't restrain his anger.
"This is simply dogsh * t! To think that you actually carry such a thing on you. You're really dirtying this old man's eyes! "
Fuchen cursed as he stomped on the book. He actually crushed the alloy book. Perhaps it was because he had eaten too many good things, but Fuchen was quite strong.
Xia Fei's eyes widened. If not for the fact that Xia Fei had already memorized the contents of the book, he would have fought Fuchen to the death. This book was probably worth more than ten million, and Xia Fei was currently in need of money.
"Let me ask you! Do you have a nine-sided soul imprint in your brain region that is constantly rotating and has a mysterious pattern? "Fuchen angrily asked.
"Yes." Xia Fei nodded.
"Do you not have a life seed? Even though you have broken through the limit of life and death, you can't be reborn?!"
"Yes!" Xia Fei knitted his brows and had a gloomy expression.
He got it right. Everything was right! Even the Great Soul Hunter, Yuan, and Hong Su couldn't explain the strangeness, but Fuchen was able to answer it perfectly!
One had to know that Xia Fei's seventh brain region was sealed, and no one could see what was going on inside. How did Fuchen know all of this?!
"That's right!" Fuchen glared and said, "The reason why you're different is because you're an authentic soul master! Authentic! The other soul masters are all swindlers who swagger around the city! Only we, the authentic soul masters, are the strongest! This is the universe's only true soul type! "
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