Chapter 127: You May Have Won Big, but I Am No Loser

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“So handsome—more handsome than Chen Zhen.”

In the bedroom of the room assigned to Li Yunfei and Zhang Ziying, Li Yunfei had changed into the white Sun Yat-sen-style uniform he had just received.

Zhang Ziying straightened his collar and fastened the final button, then praised him sincerely.

Although the two had only just established their relationship, they already acted like an old married couple.

After his records had been filed, Ziwei had ordered Yan Hexiang, who oversaw logistics, to issue Li Yunfei his uniform. The relevant identification documents would be ready tomorrow.

Ziwei had temporarily refrained from mentioning his appointment as one of the Twelve Earthly Branches. It was clearly more appropriate to bring that up after they had dealt with the Yin Army.

Everyone acknowledged his strength. At present, he was the only person capable of defeating Daoist Jade Spirit while possessing merely a Yin Spirit realm cultivation base. Even He Ming could not do so, despite the fact that the Daoist had been holding back in both cases.

But Li Yunfei was simply too young. Without any real achievements to his name, even if the people here in Changping recognized him, those who had not witnessed his abilities firsthand would still have objections. It would be difficult to win them over.

If he could resolve the devastating undead crisis, however, and claim that enormous merit, Ziwei’s promotion of Li Yunfei to one of the Twelve Earthly Branches would be perfectly justified, meeting no resistance whatsoever.

Hearing Zhang Ziying’s praise, Li Yunfei gave her upper arm a playful slap and laughed. “You’re pretty handsome too. A woman in a Sun Yat-sen suit has that contrast going for her—it actually looks even more impressive.”

Zhang Ziying raised her chin proudly, then punched him in the chest with dissatisfaction. “You still have the nerve to say that! You’re hiding so many secrets, yet you never told me.”

Li Yunfei spread his hands. “I knew I’d have to explain everything after meeting Ziwei. Why explain it twice?”

Zhang Ziying was not truly upset. After making the casual complaint, she sighed instead. “It’s a shame my cultivation is still so weak. Tomorrow, when you enter the formation for the decisive battle, I can only wait outside. I won’t be able to help.”

Li Yunfei put an arm around her shoulders as they headed outside. “Don’t rush. With dual cultivation, plus the spirit materials and demonic beast meat I supply without limit, you’ll reach the Spirit Movement stage in a little over a month.”

“After that, condensing your Yin Spirit should take a little more than three months. At most, in six or seven months, your cultivation will catch up to He Ming’s current level. By then, the world will be yours to roam.”

As he spoke, he tightened his arm around her shoulders and continued teasingly, “Then we can join swords and fight side by side, becoming an immortal couple whose fame shakes the world. Ha ha…”

Zhang Ziying’s eyes lit up, and her mood improved greatly.

Ziwei possessed top-grade Class A aptitude, and so did she. Ziwei had condensed a Golden Core in roughly a year and a half. With Li Yunfei’s help, she believed that her own advance to the Golden Core stage would be even faster.

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The two walked out side by side. At that moment, A Bao and Xiaobei were sitting in a row with Honghong, happily munching away.

The two of them were eating spirit bamboo shoots, while Honghong was sucking on a lollipop.

After Ziwei learned that Honghong’s family name was Tushan, she, like the panda siblings, was granted the honorary title of Elder of the Purple Firmament.

They were all fox demons, but where they came from and what family name they bore made a world of difference.

The fox clans had many family names, including Hu, Ji, and Yousu. Yet in the eyes of the world, the Tushan clan of Tushan in Wanzhou and the Bai clan of Qingqiu in Luzhou were considered the orthodox lineages.

Among them, the Tushan clan was the most exalted.

Their ancestor, Tushan Nüjiao, had married Yu the Great, the human king who brought order to the world. She had assisted him with all her strength in controlling the floods, accruing immense merit. She later ascended to become an immortal, becoming the first orthodox Fox Immortal of the entire fox race.

After Tushan Nüjiao, the Bai clan of Qingqiu also produced a Fox Immortal who ascended to immortality: the fifth of the Seven Mansions of the Eastern Azure Dragon among the Twenty-Eight Lunar Mansions, the Heart Moon Fox who represented the Heart Mansion.

Of course, the Tushan and Bai clans had not become the orthodox and noble lineages of the fox race merely because they had divine connections in Heaven.

More importantly, among all the fox clans in the world, only these two could cultivate into Nine-Tailed Celestial Foxes. No matter how high the cultivation of the other fox clans became, they could not grow even a single additional tail.

Whether three tails, six tails, or nine—or even just two—the extra tails possessed by these foxes were the most distinctive mark of nobility among their kind.

Thus, the family name Tushan represented not only Honghong’s identity and origins, but also her limitless potential.

Although Li Yunfei had given Honghong her name, she was now undeniably a three-tailed fox demon. If he said she belonged to the Tushan clan, then she belonged to the Tushan clan. No one could refute it.

Unfortunately, Ziwei had not liked watching cartoons as a child. Otherwise, she certainly would not have been unfamiliar with the name Tushan Honghong.

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When A Bao saw Li Yunfei come out, he hopped down from his chair and ran over to him. Tilting his head back excitedly, he asked, “Boss, when are you going to duplicate our spirit bamboo shoots? We still haven’t received today’s share!”

Li Yunfei sighed helplessly. “All right, all right! I’ll duplicate them for you in a moment. But let me make one thing clear first: today, I’ll give you the full allowance of one hundred stalks, as a welcome bonus for having just started following me.”

“But starting tomorrow, you’ll have to cultivate for at least eight hours a day before I give you the full allowance. You can rest two days a week. You’ll still receive the full amount on Saturdays and Sundays even without cultivating. And if you voluntarily put in extra hours, there will be rewards.”

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“Every hour you fall short during your regular training will cost you ten stalks. If you do not cultivate at all, you’ll receive only the guaranteed minimum of twenty. For every extra hour you put in voluntarily, you’ll receive a reward of twenty stalks.”

The moment A Bao heard this, he leaped up and protested as though he had been badly frightened. “Eight hours? That’s cruel! Can’t you lower it? What if we cultivate for five hours a day, and deduct twenty stalks for every hour we miss?”

Li Yunfei glared at him and snapped, “You should be grateful I’m not making you work a nine-nine-six schedule. And you still dare bargain? Go out and ask around—where else are you going to find a boss as generous as me these days?”

A Bao drooped his head dejectedly. “Fine, fine. I’ll accept it. Eight hours it is.”

“Heh heh heh…”

Nearby, Honghong turned toward Xiaobei, who was covering her mouth and snickering, and asked curiously, “What are you laughing at?”

Xiaobei waved her hands repeatedly and mumbled, “Nothing… I’m just happy we found such a good boss. Heh heh heh…”

Although A Bao looked utterly dispirited, his heart was already bursting with joy.

Whenever Ziwei happened to have free time in the past, Uncle Ziwei would force them to cultivate for at least ten hours a day. If they fell short, he would not give them even a single spirit bamboo shoot—only ordinary bamboo shoots.

Li Yunfei’s eight-hour system was already a blessing to them. And there were double rewards for putting in extra hours. Where else could they find such a good deal?

Zhang Ziying suspiciously glanced at A Bao, who had returned to Xiaobei’s side and was now secretly laughing with her. She leaned toward Li Yunfei and whispered, “Why do I get the feeling that those two aren’t unhappy at all? They look ecstatic.”

Li Yunfei chuckled softly, perfectly at ease. “Leave them be. They’re making a huge profit, but I’m not losing out either. Heh heh.”

To him, the spirit stones he spent were little more than pocket change, yet in return he had gained two henchmen at the late Yin Spirit stage.

Once they reached the Golden Core stage, they would effectively become a single super henchman at the Nascent Soul stage. He was the one making the truly enormous profit from this deal.