Chapter 24: Jia Chong Returns; The Shocked Nan Tianchen

"Hoo!"

Inside the room, Nan Feihuang exhaled a breath of stale air; his soul power surged and floated across the surface of his body, appearing in a deep red color.

His soul power was extremely rigid and extremely yang; such a phenomenon was precisely a sign that his soul power had improved once again.

He was at level fifteen; after absorbing his Spirit Ring, he had already reached the late stage of level fourteen, so with a little cultivation, breaking through to level fifteen was not difficult for him.

Lan Xue walked into his room, her face full of pride; the speed of this precious son's progress was even faster than her own back in the day.

Innate full soul power was merely the limit of a normal human body, but it was not the limit of her son.

"Mother, why have you come over?" Nan Feihuang asked after restraining his power.

"Your Grandpa Jia Chong has returned, saying he has already completed the mission you and your father entrusted to him, leaving your father completely bewildered; he didn't even know when he had sent Master Jia Chong out to do things. Do you know how embarrassed your father was? You little brat, you have real guts, daring to forge an Imperial Edict!" Lan Xue said, annoyed.

Nan Feihuang jumped off the bed, ran to Lan Xue's side, and held her hand, saying, "Hehe, because I knew I had Mother; Father is henpecked, so he wouldn't dare blame me."

"You, you little rascal!" Lan Xue flicked Nan Feihuang's nose; what could she do about this precious child she loved the most? As long as he acted spoiled, she had no anger left at all.

However, she believed that her son was definitely not just a simple rascal; there must be a reason for forging an Imperial Edict to send Jia Chong out to do things.

Therefore, she had come over now to bring her son along.

Nan Feihuang followed Lan Xue to the Imperial Study.

Nan Tianchen was expressing his gratitude to Jia Chong repeatedly, "Master Jia Chong, thank you so much this time; only you could have completed the mission I entrusted to you so smoothly."

Jia Chong was very happy to be praised, "Not at all, not at all, this is all thanks to your brilliant strategy, Your Majesty; with just a few letters, you had that Bai He completely stunned, and he agreed to the trade on the spot."

"For this trip, the Crown Prince gave me a total of eight million Gold Soul Coins; I spent seven million, and here is the remaining one million returned to its owner, as well as the items purchased inside this Spirit Tool."

"Speaking of which, I truly envy you, Your Majesty; your son is obedient, sensible, and filial, and your wife is beautiful and virtuous. Your Majesty, allow me to advise you one more thing: be moderate, be content, and cherish such a good Queen and Crown Prince."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your guidance, Master; I have always been proud of my wife and son," Nan Tianchen replied.

Nan Feihuang arrived outside the door, the corners of his mouth twitching; he was holding back laughter. These two seemed to be chatting very happily, but in reality, they were completely at cross-purposes.

Because Nan Tianchen had no idea what Jia Chong had actually gone to do.

But since Jia Chong had returned and said he had completed the mission he and Nan Feihuang had entrusted to him, he could only accept it. Regardless of what was actually done, he had to praise this hardworking Spirit Douluo first; he couldn't let the man feel discouraged.

But to have spent seven million Gold Soul Coins on one trip—his heart was bleeding. He was an unfilial son; ever since he ascended to the throne, he had practiced frugality.

Seven million Gold Soul Coins was enough to support the entire palace for who knows how many years.

And then there was Jia Chong suddenly telling him to be moderate and to cherish the Queen; heaven knows what that brat had said to Jia Chong. He seemed to understand a little why he had sneezed for no reason back then.

He had even wrongly thought it was Nan Feiling who was mocking him, and under the guise of checking her unsatisfactory schoolwork, he had given her a spanking; it turned out he had hit the wrong person.

But never mind, if he was wrong, he was wrong; after all, if a child is not taught, it is the father's fault. If teaching is not strict, it is the teacher's laziness!

Nan Tianchen shamelessly shifted the responsibilities of both father and teacher onto the sister, which could be considered a legitimate reason for Nan Feiling to be the scapegoat.

Nan Feihuang and Lan Xue pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he entered, Nan Feihuang bowed to Jia Chong, "Grandpa Jia, thank you very much for your help. With this spiritual medicine, my father's body will be able to fully recover. By the way, please keep this remaining one million Gold Soul Coins; no need to return it to me. You traveled such a long way and completed the mission so well, you deserve a reward. Don't decline; after all, you need funds to develop your sect, right?"

"This... then thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Jia Chong only hesitated for a moment before happily accepting the one million Gold Soul Coins.

He was just looking to recruit talent for the sect; after all, for a sect to develop, it first needed people, and the prerequisite for having people was having money.

One million Gold Soul Coins was not a small amount anywhere.

To be able to get so much money just for running an errand, he felt he would be willing to do it every month.

"Then, Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Queen, Your Highness the Crown Prince, I shall take my leave now. Farewell." After putting away the Gold Soul Coin card, Jia Chong left, feeling very satisfied.

At this moment, Nan Tianchen finally asked with a straight face, "You brat, you can tell me now, right? You emptied my Treasury Pavilion to exchange for money, and then used that money to exchange for what herbs? What exactly are you up to?"

"Father, there is one thing I didn't lie to Grandpa Jia about: I did it for the sake of my family's health, but not for you, but for Mother. You also know that Mother's cough is getting worse and worse. Usually, when outsiders are around, she always forces herself to endure it, but we cannot let outsiders know about her condition, which is why I used you as an excuse," Nan Feihuang said.

"Hmm? You mean the medicine you went to get can treat your mother!" Nan Tianchen stood up excitedly. If that were the case, let alone eight million Gold Soul Coins, even eighty million would be worth it.

"Yes, Father, look." Nan Feihuang summoned his Dunjia Heavenly Book and flipped to the last few pages.

The information recorded on it included an introduction to the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng. According to what was recorded, this Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng truly had the ability to heal Lan Xue's injury.

What was even more terrifying was a note at the end.

"Current owner of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng: Bai He -> Nan Feihuang!"

"Huang'er, your martial soul not only records the functions and uses of heavenly treasures, but also records their current ownership, and can even update automatically based on actual circumstances?" Lan Xue was shocked beyond measure. This was no longer a martial soul; it was an encyclopedia that recorded the heavens and the earth.

"That's right, otherwise, Mother, how would I have known that Senior Bai He had the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng?" Nan Feihuang nodded, looking innocent and cute.

In reality, this was of course fake; the Dunjia Heavenly Book was not that powerful.

These notes could be automatically added based on Nan Feihuang's spiritual power. The regular content of the Ancient Thunder Book could not be changed at all, so Nan Tianchen did not think of this layer and only assumed his son's martial soul was unprecedentedly magical, truly capable of recording the uses and locations of heavenly treasures.

This was a hundred times more powerful than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda; after all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could only identify treasures when it saw them, while his son's could know where the treasures were at any time.

Nan Tianchen now had only two words in his mind: Rich!

(End of chapter)