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Xiao Yefeng had almost never experienced such luxurious tools of enjoyment. Reflecting on everything from the past and glancing at the things before him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of disconnection, as if he were living in another world. In the past, simply being able to sleep off the ground was enough to satisfy him. He had endured the dampness of the jungle, the poisonous insects hidden in the mud, the cold of the desert nights, and the lurking snakes that could strike at any moment, as well as the bone-chilling cold of a thousand-meter snow mountain and the occasional avalanches. He had faced all of these.
Since leaving those environments, Xiao Yefeng's requirements for accommodation had become very simple: as long as it was off the ground, windproof, and waterproof, it was good enough. Lying on a soft bed, he fell into deep memories. He wondered what his brothers, who had once shared life and death with him, were doing now and whether they were still in various harsh and dangerous situations.
Shaking his head at these thoughts, Xiao Yefeng thought it shouldn't be so! After all, he had encountered them just yesterday. What were Zhebie and the others doing in Huaxia? Were they here to infiltrate? That seemed impossible; Huaxia was not like other countries. Causing trouble here would be akin to seeking one's own death. She shouldn't be that foolish. So what were his brothers doing here?
Xiao Yefeng didn't believe they had come specifically to bail him out of prison; no one understood them better than he did. After contemplating these chaotic thoughts, he sighed and muttered to himself, "Forget it; they're not fools. I hope they don't attract attention in Huaxia."
He then recalled that special unit in Huaxia, where fireballs and electric currents rolled with a mere flick of their hands. Even someone like Xiao Yefeng, who had witnessed many significant events, found it quite strange. Creating fireballs out of thin air was something he had never dared to believe before; however, during that summer two years ago, he did believe it. His own abilities seemed almost insignificant in front of those monsters.
Their appearance had shaken Xiao Yefeng's confidence. However, what they didn't realize was that over these two years, he had come to understand the source of these supernatural powers. With a wave of his hand, a faint airflow emerged from his palm before dissipating into nothingness.
Feeling that elusive airflow, Xiao Yefeng smiled knowingly. Yet when it vanished, he shook his head helplessly. Indeed! His power was still insufficient. Had starting cultivation at eighteen been too late? But why had his father blossomed at twenty?
These thoughts puzzled Xiao Yefeng; however, he wasn't one to dwell on such matters. From an old backpack's bottom, he took out two dark-colored stones. Looking at these inconspicuous and pitiful stones made him feel unworthy. Having risked his life for Dragon Head only to receive these two meager stones felt disappointing. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng couldn't help but scorn Dragon Head inwardly.
Of course, compared to what Xiao Yefeng had accomplished, these two spirit stones were indeed not worth much. However, considering their potential to help him find the captain's sister, he felt this task was more important than ten spirit stones.
Sitting on the bed with his legs crossed in a meditative posture, Xiao Yefeng silently recited: "The universe must unite; yin and yang are one energy. This energy flows back and forth without form."
As he focused on Heart Decision, Xiao Yefeng felt a surge of energy flowing from the spirit stones into his body through his palms along his blood vessels. The gunshot wound on his right shoulder was also gradually healing under this energy's influence; the tingling sensation was a sign that his muscles were repairing themselves due to this flow of energy. The two thumb-sized spirit stones continuously nourished Xiao Yefeng's body.
Under Heart Decision's guidance, the two spirit stones prioritized purifying Xiao Yefeng's eyes. They emitted a faint glow in his hands that flickered in and out of existence repeatedly. Thus, Xiao Yefeng sat from sunrise until sunset while the two spirit stones continued to shimmer with light—initially flashing rapidly before slowing down until they barely flickered at all.
"Clap, clap."
After two barely perceptible sounds, Xiao Yefeng suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, a glimmer of light seemed to flow within his eyes before vanishing into his pupils. He felt a refreshing sensation throughout his limbs and, as he stood up, his bones cracked pleasantly. After performing a few simple movements, he realized that his body felt as if it had been purified.
Although the improvement was minimal, his movements were about ten percent faster than before. One should not underestimate this slight enhancement; in life-and-death situations, even a small improvement could mean survival. This was why Xiao Yefeng never gave up on training.
He went to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face. Looking into the mirror, he noticed something different in his eyes—everything seemed clearer. The aftereffects of reading fortunes for Mei Yulou had completely vanished, and instead, his mind felt remarkably light.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng was filled with an audacity that even seasoned fortune tellers would hesitate to embrace. He wanted to read his own fortune; yes, he intended to do just that.
Determined, Xiao Yefeng carefully observed his features in the mirror. With heightened senses, he once again entered the scene from when Mei Yulou had read his fortune. In a haze of mist, he saw that his fate was completely obscured. When he tried to look closer, a sharp pain shot through his mind, abruptly ejecting him from that vision. Realizing what had happened, Xiao Yefeng sat cross-legged without caring where he was and silently recited Heart Decision, channeling the remaining Qi within him. After three repetitions of Heart Decision, he finally alleviated the pain in his mind.
There was a calamity marked on his brow—trouble awaited him! From this mark, Xiao Yefeng sensed a disaster that did not directly involve him but rather an innocent bystander caught in misfortune. Such calamities could be severe; they ranged from life-threatening situations to bloody disasters depending on how deeply one was entangled. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng envied Mei Yulou's Inner Force.
If only he possessed Mei Yulou's Inner Force now, he could at least discern whether the person involved in this calamity was male or female. Most importantly, he wouldn't have to endure the excruciating pain caused by overloading his brain.
Descending the stairs, he found the hall empty except for a note on the table. It read: "Brother Xiao, Mei Mo'er and I have classes to attend and won't be back until late. See you tomorrow!"
The note featured two different handwriting styles; clearly, the first part was written by Liu Yiyi while the cheerful script of "See you tomorrow!" belonged to Mei Mo'er. Xiao Yefeng didn't expect to leave such a good impression on two goddess-like women in such a short time. However, he already knew that both goddesses were second-year students at Shennong Medical University and didn't think much of it.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng still had things to take care of. First of all, he hadn't yet paid for his rent here; although he didn't know the exact amount for Courtyard No. 3, it certainly wasn't negligible.
Secondly, aside from the clothes he was wearing, he had no other clean garments left and needed to buy a few more!
Xiao Yefeng stepped out of the third courtyard, intending to head toward the payment hall. At that moment, his appearance caught the attention of Vulture, who had been lying in wait from a distance. Vulture licked his cracked lips, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he said, "Young Master, he's here. It's time for me to make my move!"
Truth be told, although the Golden House Courtyard was relatively cool, the rooftop where Vulture lay in ambush was scorching hot. Even on this first day of January 2050, when winter had settled across the nation, Hangzhou remained unyieldingly warm.
Initially, when Zhu Ganglie wanted Xiao Yefeng dead, Vulture felt a twinge of sympathy. However, after being roasted under the blazing sun for so long, Vulture's heart was now filled with rage toward Xiao Yefeng.
"Understood. Let's take action outside. I've confirmed that he has no daily necessities and will definitely leave the Golden House Courtyard!" Zhu Ganglie's voice was laced with murderous intent; it was clear he wanted to eliminate this person who had provoked him and whom he had endured for so long.
With his boss's approval, Vulture packed up his things and descended from the rooftop. At this point, there was no need for him to monitor Xiao Yefeng personally anymore; over a dozen people were already hiding in the shadows, keeping watch. Now, Vulture's task was to leave the Golden House Courtyard, find a concealed spot, and wait for Xiao Yefeng to be lured in by his subordinates. Once he arrived, Vulture would cripple him and bring him before Young Master.
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