Chapter 4

Yefeng saw a beautiful woman standing outside the door, but he did not step aside. Instead, he blocked the entrance, looking as if he was not going to let her in: "Young lady, what brings you here at such a late hour?"

Assistant Hu Meimei, seeing Yefeng's stance, couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed. Hadn't she, a beautiful woman, come to the door with a purpose? How dare he block her from entering? What a ridiculous thing to do!

Moreover, he called her "young lady" in such an old-fashioned way. What kind of era was this? Who would still call someone that? No wonder President Su had no good feelings towards this guy; he was indeed a big bumpkin.

"President Su asked me to deliver a message to you."

Hu Meimei glanced at him, and seeing his dirty appearance, she despised him even more: "Miss Su is not someone you can match. Stay away from her in the future. This is from President Su, take it."

She handed him a check.

Yefeng took a look and saw it was for 200,000 yuan, which surprised him. Didn't Su Xinchang seem to dislike him? Why was he sending him money? After a moment's thought, he realized this was the "transaction fee" to make him stay away from Su Menghan.

But the problem was, he and Su Menghan didn't really have any relationship. Was this guy just giving him money for nothing?

Yefeng didn't hesitate and took the check, then slammed the door shut without even looking at the beautiful assistant.

For Yefeng, this 200,000 yuan was truly a timely help. No matter where he was, he needed resources to cultivate. If he couldn't even eat properly, how could he cultivate?

To get 200,000 yuan for nothing, why not take it?

Next, he should take a good bath and then study the matter of cultivation.

...

Yefeng's action of slamming the door made Hu Meimei's face turn sour.

As a favorite of Su Xinchang, the chairman of Su Sheng Group, when was she ever not flattered by others? Now, she was actually rejected by a bumpkin. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. When she returned to Su Xinchang, her mood was terrible.

"How did it go?"

Su Xinchang saw her expression and asked calmly.

"President Su, he took it."

Hu Meimei reported responsibly.

"That's good."

Su Xinchang nodded: "Go check on the girl upstairs, why hasn't she come down yet?"

"I'm here."

A clear female voice came from the staircase, it was Su Menghan, who had just finished her bath. She had just heard Hu Meimei's words, "He took it," and felt a bit annoyed.

"Oh? That's good."

Su Xinchang turned and looked at his beautiful daughter, who had just finished her bath, and gestured for her to sit on the sofa opposite. He then said to himself: "Little Hu just went to talk to that Ye Feng. Between you and 200,000 yuan, he chose the 200,000 yuan..."

"I don't have any relationship with him."

Su Menghan sat on the sofa, feeling very annoyed. She thought her father was a fool for giving money to someone for no reason.

But in her heart, she couldn't quite figure out why she felt uncomfortable.

Even she didn't realize that Ye Feng had already taken up some space in her heart. Just hearing that he chose 200,000 yuan over her made her lose all her good feelings for him.

"Starting tomorrow, move to Yanxi. Little Hu will pick you up."

Su Xinchang said in a tone that brooked no refusal.

Yanxi Villa Area was a new high-end villa area in Yanjing City, with a much better living environment than Qingfengheyuan. However, it was a bit far from the Yanda Affiliated High School where Su Menghan studied.

"What?"

Su Menghan stood up, her beautiful eyes wide open: "I won't go."

"You don't have a choice."

Su Xinchang said sternly.

Su Menghan was unwilling but helpless. Just because she went out tonight and was seen by her father, she had to move to a place she didn't like?

Unconsciously, Su Menghan disliked Ye Feng even more.

...

Yefeng, of course, didn't know that Su Menghan now disliked him, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

As for the 200,000 yuan he had just received, he didn't care much about it either.

It wasn't that he didn't know the value of 200,000 yuan, but for him, it was only enough to meet basic needs, and there was nothing particularly exciting about it.

What excited him was the ring on his finger.

It was an ancient magical treasure he had found by chance in the Fire Cloud Cave's treasure vault. At the time, the ring looked like a simple stone, but now he saw that it displayed two characters: "Dragon Sword."

It was because of this Dragon Sword ancient ring that he accidentally triggered a mechanism, causing him to fall into this modern city.

"Dragon Sword ancient ring, could it be the legendary one...?"

Seeing the ring on his hand, Yefeng's face lit up with joy. This was far more exciting than getting 200,000 yuan. Even 200 million yuan couldn't buy such a ring!

The legendary Dragon Sword ancient ring could open the Dragon Sword ancient tomb and obtain ancient immortal artifacts. However, for the current Yefeng, it was uncertain whether he could even return to the immortal world, let alone find the Dragon Sword ancient tomb.

"The air in this world is murky, and I don't know if there are enough heavenly treasures and magical herbs for me to cultivate..."

Yefeng shook his head and didn't think too much about it.

He didn't know if the Dragon Sword ancient ring had any other functions, but now was clearly not the time to study it.

In the immortal world, the cultivation level of immortals was measured by time. Generally, the longer the cultivation time, the stronger the power. A cultivator with ten years of cultivation was clearly much stronger than one with only five years.

Before coming here, Yefeng was a cultivator with ten years of cultivation, and in the modern city, he could easily dominate.

To improve his cultivation, one method was to practice immortal cultivation techniques, gradually enhancing his level. Another method was to consume heavenly treasures and magical herbs or rely on other fortuitous encounters. If one had incredible luck, even a person who had only practiced for a year could have ten years of cultivation.

In the world of cultivators, ten years of cultivation was a significant milestone.

Ten years of Yin Spirit, a hundred years of Yang Spirit, was a widely known saying in the immortal world.

Yefeng recalled the immortal cultivation technique he had practiced in the immortal world—Star Tomb Technique. This was the most basic cultivation technique, and practicing it increased one's cultivation by one day each day.

He had heard that some advanced cultivation techniques could increase one's cultivation speed by several times or even ten times, but such advanced techniques were not something Yefeng could obtain.

After taking a bath, Yefeng returned to his room and tried to practice the Star Tomb Technique, but his face suddenly changed.

Because he discovered that his body could not cultivate!

No, not just him, but no one in this world could cultivate! The reason was simple...