Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 293 - 178: True Essence Soars, Storm Looms
Jiang Feng washed vegetables, sighing as he worked.
"Anyway, you’ve finally come back. Oh right, I wanted to discuss something with you—your yard’s so big, and you live here alone. My house has quite a few relatives who’ve come to take refuge... Could you let some of them stay at your place for a while? From now on, you eat at my place, I’ll take care of all the rice and bran you need."
Aunt Wang agreed twice, then looked at him expectantly.
"Sorry, Auntie, I’m just used to living alone—it’s not very convenient for me."
Jiang Feng smiled and declined.
"Oh, it’s fine, I was just asking anyway. Go ahead and do your thing."
Aunt Wang laughed and then went back inside, muttering under her breath, "What’s so great about him, just a little Prison Chief, thinks he’s better than us regular folks? He probably doesn’t even know Zhenbei Prison hasn’t reopened yet!"
Jiang Feng’s hand paused for a moment as he washed the vegetables, letting out a gentle sigh but paying her no mind.
"Xiao Jiang!"
"I heard from Old Huang at the entrance of the alley that you were back—didn’t expect you really came home."
"Good kid, you came back and didn’t even give me a heads-up. Why aren’t you eating at my place?"
"Xiao Jiang, Old Huo’s right. Why didn’t you come to Auntie’s for a meal first?"
Suddenly, Uncle Huo and Aunt Huo showed up at Jiang Feng’s yard with the whole family. Seeing Jiang Feng, Uncle Huo, half laughing, half angry, gave Jiang Feng a heavy slap right on the butt.
"Uncle, Auntie, look—all this pork head, cabbage, and tofu, isn’t it all for you guys?"
Jiang Feng pointed at a basin full of cabbage leaves.
"Ha, you brat! The wine you had hidden at home—I finished it off already. Did you buy more?"
Uncle Huo chuckled.
Seeing Jiang Feng return safe and sound, he couldn’t contain his delight.
"Go take a look behind the door."
Jiang Feng feigned mystery. Knowing Uncle Huo well, of course he’d prepared the wine.
"You rascal, you trying to drink me under the table, huh!"
Uncle Huo found over a dozen jugs of yellow rice wine tied together behind the door, each jug holding about two jin—enough to last him a while.
"Like a dog can’t help but eat shit!"
Aunt Huo scolded.
"You old hag, hurry up and make food for the brothers."
"Sister Huo, go fetch the jar of pickles from home!"
Uncle Huo shouted, putting everyone to work.
"Go fetch it now! And grab the eggs from the basket on your way."
Aunt Huo, half amused, half exasperated, had long been waiting for Jiang Feng’s safe return. Uncle Huo had said many times that if Jiang Feng came home safely, they’d have to drink till they dropped, and nobody was allowed to stop him.
Now that Jiang Feng really came home, how could they not feast and drink? 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
So Jiang Feng and the whole Huo family spent the whole night eating in the kitchen.
Uncle Huo already loved his drink.
Overjoyed, he drank three jin more than usual, and on the way home, Jiang Feng had to carry him.
Aunt Huo was happy too, drinking half a jug herself.
The weather had turned cold.
That half jug warmed Aunt Huo right up.
She cleaned up Uncle Huo, still had to take care of Huo Wa who’d started running about, kept busy till deep into the night—only then did Jiang Feng see Aunt Huo blow out the candle.
Walking down the alley back to his own yard, Jiang Feng suddenly realized he really liked living with plenty of people around.
No need for too many friends.
Just a couple is enough.
Having a drink together, easing the boredom.
Getting a few more Fortune Points each day, watching my strength grow—that’s the life of an immortal.
Just don’t know how long days like this will last.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly.
Jiang Feng heard the sound of wind being sliced through.
He looked up and saw a white figure flying in the sky at a hundred meters altitude, heading south.
"What... Sword Immortal?"
Jiang Feng was stunned.
He saw that white figure astride a flying sword, flashing past in an instant—gone from his sight in the blink of an eye. The speed of it far exceeded his Three-legged Body Technique, by who knows how much.
Jiang Feng felt that, with his current cultivation, even if he triggered Golden Road, he might not be able to catch up.
"Heading south—is he going to deal with the Blood Wolf King?"
"What kind of people are hiding inside the Imperial City?"
"Was that really a Sword Immortal?"
Jiang Feng was deeply shaken.
With his True Essence surging and strength rising, even facing Xiao Zhan, he could hold his own now. But never did he expect that within the Imperial City, there lived someone even more terrifying than Xiao Zhan.
In front of someone like that, even the strongest True Essence might be utterly useless!
Jiang Feng felt as if a six-armed giant had appeared in the Imperial City, pressing down on him with endless pressure.
"Thank goodness I don’t have to mess with someone like that."
"I’d better keep even more cautious from now on."
"I need to get my plans sorted, so no one suspects I went south during this period."
Jiang Feng plotted silently.
Even though, so far, his southern trip hadn’t been exposed, and nobody knew his real face, but after all, he’d had contact with the one-eyed old man, Wu Weiwei, Han Dong, even the Second Prince.
There could still be traces left behind.
Jiang Feng would need a foolproof plan to keep hiding out in the Dragon Capital.
And with the current chaos—war everywhere—Dragon Capital isn’t the only refuge, but it’s by far the safest.
No matter what.
The sight of that Sword Immortal made Jiang Feng believe that Dragon Capital wasn’t a place just anyone could take over; in the short term, he didn’t need to worry about the Blood Wolf King invading. Maybe in a few days there’d be word from the south—Sword Immortal slaying Blood Wolf King, the wolf horde retreating back to the Forbidden Forest, and the southern situation slowly stabilizing, who knows.
Of course, that’s just Jiang Feng’s wishful thinking.
What really happens next—
He’d just have to take it one step at a time.
