C8 The Socalled Rich and Powerful

Especially upon seeing the entire jade sculpture of an artificial mountain, Feng Qingchen's feline composure was thoroughly shaken.

What does it mean to be truly wealthy?

This is it...

The jade piece stands a full ten feet tall, flawless and not pieced together, intricately carved into the shape of a mountain. At the very top, there's even a lifelike green bird.

Feng Qingchen pursed her lips. In today's world, where money is essential for everything, she had to take on four jobs a month just to maintain a comfortable lifestyle, constantly skirting the edge of danger. Occasionally landing a big job could only ensure a few months of comfort, like that one with the fish-dealing drug lord.

Seeing this now, her eyes instinctively lit up.

"Uh, do you like this?" Perhaps her gaze was too intense, as Divine Sovereign Fengming paused and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes," Feng Qingchen nodded in acknowledgment.

"For a mythical creature like you, well, a divine beast, apart from that little money-hoarding beast, you generally don't care much for wealth," Divine Sovereign Fengming mused.

"They are who they are, and I am who I am. Liking something is just liking it. For example, you, Divine Sovereign, must like it too, right? Otherwise, why not just move a real mountain here? Why go through the trouble of finding such a large piece of jade?" Feng Qingchen replied coolly.

Divine Sovereign Fengming shook his head. "You're mistaken. It's precisely because I have no interest in them that I use them. As for those so-called rock gardens... they're just too ugly." His tone carried a hint of disdain.

Feng Qingchen was about to say something when she suddenly felt a surge of heat, as if it was radiating from every part of her body. It was like being placed at the mouth of a volcano, unbearably hot.

"You consumed that elixir which boosts your power by five centuries. By my calculations, it should be taking effect now. If you can't endure it, you'll suffer a backlash and perish," Divine Sovereign Fengming explained, looking at her with a touch of pity.

"How long do I have to endure this?" Feng Qingchen asked with difficulty, her eyes wide open, feeling as if she was on fire. Was she going to be roasted alive?

"It's not about how long you can endure it, but how long it takes you to absorb the elixir's power," Divine Sovereign Fengming replied casually, continuing on his way to a quiet room.

Feng Qingchen froze. She had barely skimmed through the inherited knowledge, and the concept of cultivation was still a mystery to her. Was she supposed to learn on the spot now? It seemed a bit late for that, especially since she was burning up and couldn't even access the inherited knowledge.

A wave of helplessness washed over her. Was he doing this on purpose?

Suddenly, a chill swept over her body, but it quickly turned into a warmth that was much more bearable than before. Her mind began to clear. Looking down, she saw she was lying on an incredibly spacious jade bed. It appeared crystal-clear, yet emitted a chilling aura, with cold air slowly seeping out.

"Don't zone out. Focus your energy and find your path..." Divine Sovereign Fengming tapped her lightly, bringing her wandering thoughts back into focus.

Strangely enough, she had never heard these words before, and they sounded a bit convoluted. Yet, instinctively, her mind seemed to know what to do. Almost simultaneously with Divine Sovereign Fengming's words, her hands had already assumed the correct position.

The warmth inside her gradually flowed along her meridians, each movement bringing a soft, tingling sensation.