Chapter 353
Zheng Fa looked around at the few people in front of him.
In the past six months at the nursing home, only Bai Laotou, Tang Lingwu, Teacher Tian, and Tang Mudao remained.
He had even sent Hou Lao and Cheng Yun down the mountain ahead of time.
First, without the Ling Mountain Method, the nursing home had lost its spiritual energy, and the agricultural experiments could no longer be conducted.
Second, to be fair, he trusted these few the most; the others were more inclined towards collaboration.
"That's good!" Bai Laotou said cheerfully, "We don't have to guard you every day anymore!"
Zheng Fa smiled.
He wasn't worried about safety; to be honest, he was in the Jiedan stage, not dead...
He was confident in handling ordinary dangers.
In fact, Bai Laotou and the others were more concerned than he was. The four of them had even organized a schedule, keeping a close watch on him, afraid that someone might interfere.
When he smiled, he noticed that both Bai Laotou and Tang Lingwu had strange expressions on their faces.
"Hmm? Is someone being foolish again?"
Zheng Fa paused, suddenly wondering if he had been too overconfident.
"…Not really," Bai Laotou said, pursing his lips. "It's just that someone has suddenly been inexplicably friendly."
"…Friendly?"
Bai Laotou shook his head. "The Jiu Shan Grain Company and the Jiu Shan Martial Arts School have not only avoided suppression but have also received frequent assistance from benefactors..."
"…"
Zheng Fa finally understood—some people were preparing to divide his inheritance?
The two most valuable assets of the nursing home were the martial arts school and the grain company. While Zheng Fa was around, things were fine.
But without him, it would depend on what Tang Lingwu and Bai Laotou thought.
…Greed knows no bounds, it seems.
And these people were surprisingly restrained.
Bai Laotou and the others probably didn't tell him about this earlier, fearing it would affect his Jiedan.
Seeing his expression, Bai Laotou suddenly laughed:
"Someone has taken care of your grievances!"
"Hmm?" Zheng Fa turned to look at Bai Laotou.
Bai Laotou… wouldn’t he go to those people's homes to slap their faces, would he?
"Who would do that?" Bai Laotou waved his hands wildly, then pointed at Tang Lingwu, laughing, "It's Xiaolingwu! Whoever dares to gossip about you, she goes to their house."
"…"
Upon hearing this, Tang Lingwu blushed—her face turned rosy, her smile sweet, and her fists were adorably soft.
She looked quite cute.
But hitting someone should hurt, right?
(End of this chapter)
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**Chapter 315: A Blessed Land, Planning for Treasures**
Tang Lingwu could really pack a punch that most people couldn't withstand—over the past six months, Zheng Fa had no time to practice the Ling Mountain Method, and her cultivation had hardly progressed, but she had reached the sixth level of Qi Refinement, no longer an ordinary person.
Moreover, her "Ling Crane Body" was taught to her directly by Zheng Fa and had already reached perfection.
Absolutely unbeatable!
Zheng Fa smiled as he watched Tang Lingwu for a long time until she lowered her head, burying her face in her chest, before turning to the other three.
Bai Laotou's cultivation had now reached the fourth level of Qi Refinement.
Teacher Tian was at the third level.
Tang Mudao had been there the shortest time and had just reached the first level of Qi Refinement, but he was not far from the second level.
"You all have worked hard this past six months," Zheng Fa said gently.
Though he was confident in his ability to protect himself, Bai Laotou and the others were on high alert, not allowing anyone to disturb his cultivation. For the past six months, not a single unfamiliar fly had been seen in the nursing home.
Outside, the Jiu Shan Martial Arts School and the Jiu Shan Grain Company were just getting started, and the four of them had taken on all the complexities.
"Hard work? Not at all!" Bai Laotou grinned widely, his teeth showing. "You have no idea how impressive I've been these past six months!"
"Hmm?"
"That’s right!" Teacher Tian rolled his eyes. "Now he has disciples all over the place, all eager to show him respect. He's living the good life!"
Zheng Fa realized, as the head instructor of the Jiu Shan Martial Arts School, and since he wasn't involved in the day-to-day operations, Bai Laotou had effectively become the voice of the school.
He was quite interested and asked Bai Laotou, "How's the martial arts school doing now?"
"We've opened ten martial arts schools, all in provincial capital cities," Bai Laotou recounted proudly. "They're all pilot projects, and we're preparing to write some introductory martial arts manuals."
Zheng Fa nodded lightly.
This was not unexpected.
The martial arts school was just the first step in promoting martial arts—there were many martial arts in the Xuanwei realm, with varying requirements for talent and effectiveness.
Fortunately, modern resources were relatively developed. For instance, when Zheng Fa learned martial arts, he became a genius due to modern nutrition.
What Bai Laotou referred to as introductory martial arts was likely a set of more universally applicable, lower-requirement martial arts… essentially, calisthenics.
This was probably a requirement from above.
Zheng Fa didn't mind; on the contrary, he was interested in learning some ideas from the process of promoting these calisthenics—results from the Jiu Shan realm's promotion of martial arts should be coming soon, and Zheng Fa also wanted to compile a set of entry-level martial arts for further promotion.
Zheng Fa then looked at Tang Lingwu.
Tang Lingwu blinked her eyes, but with a secretive smile, she said, "Let Hou Lao tell you about the results of the Jiu Shan Grain Company!"
Zheng Fa raised an eyebrow, sensing there might be a pleasant surprise. He nodded and said, "I'll send a message to Team Leader Yang and the others to come over."
After sending a text, Zheng Fa added, "You all have been delayed without spiritual energy for so long."
Bai Laotou and the others' eyes lit up; indeed, they had been unable to cultivate for the past six months without spiritual energy, and they were quite eager.
Seeing their expressions, Zheng Fa smiled, raised his index finger, and several Qi Awakening Talismans flew out towards the turtle-back snake head of Hong Shan. The next moment, his expression changed in surprise—
The Ling Mountain Method had changed!
…
Team Leader Yang and the others were also anxious. When they received the message, Cheng Yun, who was in charge of the Jiedan project, was chattering in her ear:
"When can we go back to the nursing home…"
Team Leader Yang glanced at him, finding him annoying, and asked, "What are you so anxious about?"
"What am I anxious about? The project is halfway done, and it's stuck…" Cheng Yun sighed, "What do you think I'm anxious about?"
Team Leader Yang was also speechless and could only sigh, "After this past six months, I think everyone has figured it out…"
"What?"
"Who the backbone of this nursing home is!"
Cheng Yun's expression shifted slightly, and he nodded, "That's true. Whenever Director Zheng has any issues, the entire nursing home and those collaborative projects come to a halt…"
"I knew he was important when he was here… but now that he's gone, I understand…"
"This isn't just about importance; it's a matter of whether we can function without him."
Team Leader Yang chuckled lightly, her expression somewhat teasing: "You probably don't know that over the past six months, the attention from above towards Hong Shan has increased significantly."
Cheng Yun understood:
Now, the two projects producing results at the nursing home, one in agricultural development and the other in martial arts, could already be said to be related to national interests.
But compared to the planned Jiedan project, or the prospects of controllable nuclear fusion, they were nothing.
Such a large project, it seemed, was entirely dependent on Director Zheng, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the attention from above was well-deserved.
Moreover, he, who seemed to have gained Director Zheng's favor, had unknowingly become a person of significance—setting aside everything else, if he returned to the original research institute, he would certainly be considered a leader!
Just the other day, his father was bragging—saying he had given himself a good name, Cheng Yun, which means "great future," all thanks to luck!
As the two talked, Team Leader Yang's phone vibrated. She looked down and suddenly jumped up from her chair: "The director has come out of seclusion!"
"I'll send a message to Hou Lao, and then we can head straight to the nursing home!"
Cheng Yun was also excited.
As Team Leader Yang and Cheng Yun drove towards Hong Shan, about ten kilometers away, Cheng Yun suddenly pointed to the side and shouted, "What is that!"
The driver turned his head, momentarily dazed, and slammed on the brakes.
Yang and Cheng Yun were jolted forward, crashing into the back of the front seat, but they didn't have time to complain about the pain; they just stared wide-eyed at the direction Cheng Yun was pointing—everyone knew that was where Hong Shan was located.
The direction was the same, but the scenery was completely different!
Radiant light, a sky filled with purple hues.
This light wasn't falling from the sky; it was rising from the ground.
In the distance, the familiar peaks of Hong Shan looked like a candle, illuminating half the sky.
Hong Shan seemed to be painted on a richly colored canvas, with green mountains, purple clouds, white wisps, and a golden sun.
The three stared at this scene, dazed, as if they were witnessing another world.
"Is that… the nursing home?"
After a long while, Cheng Yun finally spoke, his voice filled with uncertainty.
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