Feng Jun believed that True Immortal Yi Jue's advice was for his own good, but he felt that there had to be another reason behind her warning.
Yi Jue did not think she could hide it from him. "Xuanhuang Sect must be planning something with these arrangements. I have no reason to stop them, but you've stood out too much. You'll put yourself in danger. Don't forget, you have a Fellow-Path Aura!"
Feng Jun pulled out a cigarette and lit it, masking the turmoil in his heart. In the end, he smiled. "It's about staying true to myself."
He did not explain what he meant, but True Immortal Yi Jue understood. "If you want Upper Spirit Stones, I can trade you some. Don't let people easily figure out your trump cards... As long as your sect remains hidden, it's best for you to keep a low profile."
Having received Yi Jue's reminder, Feng Jun directed the warship onward for another half day and "with great difficulty" divined seven spatial points. By the time he divined the eighth, he was visibly "at the end of his strength."
Even so, he still "struggled" to divine the eighth spatial point, though its margin of error was as wide as five li.
In the vast Void, five li was not much of an error. Yet he displayed his "obsessive" side, firmly insisting that this was an incomplete result and that one hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones would be enough.
But how could Elder Hexu take advantage of such a minor bargain? Feng Jun had already fulfilled his duty by informing them in advance that this point had a wide margin of error. "Of the eight points, only this one has a somewhat larger deviation. That is entirely within our acceptable range."
Feng Jun, however, insisted