416: Chapter 410: Strength Recovery 416: Chapter 410: Strength Recovery He woke up to find it was already past nine in the morning the next day.
Although the Hongming Blade had awakened its spirituality, its essence was still that of a mere blade.
The space contained within the Storage Pouch in Chen Hai’s hand was, in fact, shaped like a long box, so storing the Hongming Blade inside naturally posed no problem.
He tidied up his belongings a little in the old house.
Chen Hai locked the front gate, then turned and walked towards the town.
His main purpose for coming back to his old home in Wuyang Town was to craft the Storage Bag.
Now that the Storage Bag was made, he naturally would not stay in this place any longer.
After several changes of transport, winding his way through the journey, it was not until after eight in the evening that he stepped off the plane and appeared at Capital Airport.
“Boss, over here…” Tian Mingjian and Bai Xiaohang stood near the airport exit, next to a sedan, chatting idly.
Seeing Chen Hai coming out, they quickly waved to get his attention.
“Is this a new car?
Four rings, what brand is this?” As he approached them, Chen Hai examined their car for a moment and asked casually.
“It’s an Audi vehicle; it’s not very expensive, just around four or five hundred thousand,” responded Tian Mingjian.
If Bai Xiaohang were to buy a car, he would surely choose something flashier.
This car, with its stable and imposing look, clearly belonged to Tian Mingjian without a doubt.
Four or five hundred thousand might be a huge sum for ordinary people, but for Tian Mingjian, it was indeed not much!
After all, each of Chen Hai’s subordinates, whether it was him or Bai Xiaohang and Bai Baoshan, received five million Xiangjiang dollars for their part in the Wang Dehui incident in Xiangjiang.
Converted to Yanhuang currency, even if it wasn’t quite six million, it certainly wasn’t far off.
For them, buying a car worth four or five hundred thousand was really not a big deal!
“The car is not bad, sitting in this back seat, it’s much more comfortable than my Jeep Cherokee,”
Bai Xiaohang opened the door, and as Chen Hai sat in the back seat and tested the comfort of the seats, he smiled and nodded in approval.
“Not bad for a car, huh!” Tian Mingjian chuckled and then asked, “Boss, where are we heading now?
West Mountain or Liuhua Alley?”
“Let’s go to Liuhua Alley,” Chen Hai responded without any hesitation.
The courtyard house in Liuhua Alley was one he had paid to rebuild bit by bit.
Compared to West Mountain, his emotional attachment to the courtyard house in Liuhua Alley was undoubtedly much deeper.
“Alright!” Tian Mingjian replied, opened the car door, and sat down in the driver’s seat.
As for Bai Xiaohang, he took the passenger seat.
The car started and moved forward at a steady pace.
“By the way, what about Xiang Dong and Uncle Baoshan?
How have they been during the month or two I haven’t been in the Capital City?”
Lazing comfortably in the back seat of the car, Chen Hai suddenly thought of this question and asked.
“The kid Xiang Dong spends most of his time at the Future Information Consulting Company,”
“He said the business over there is so busy that there are already over fifty people in line, waiting to have their fortune told or receive divination from the boss.”
“Without you there, the matters there could only be put on hold.”
“Xiang Dong has to maintain good customer relations and communicate with them from time to time…”
As Tian Mingjian drove, he explained.
After finishing the update on Xiang Dong, he began talking about Bai Baoshan: “In the past month or two, Uncle Baoshan has bought two pig farms.”
“Besides purchasing two houses in the Capital City, he has invested almost all his remaining money in the pig farms.”
“He’s so busy raising pigs that he gets dizzy, even saying that it doesn’t matter if the pig farms make money or not, as long as they make things convenient for you, then the investment is worth it…”
“This guy…” After hearing this from Tian Mingjian, Chen Hai couldn’t help but feel somewhat speechless.
Initially, he had wanted to buy a pig farm simply because Hongming required a daily offering of Blood Food and would consume one or two pigs.
But now, he had reached an agreement with Hongming that allowed it to feast and then go without such offerings for a good while…
Given this situation, whether or not Chen Hai bought a pig farm was no longer important!
After all, when he did need to provide Blood Food for Hongming, he could simply buy dozens or hundreds of pigs at once for Hongming to devour.
This way of handling things was clearly much more convenient than buying a pig farm and running it himself.
Nevertheless, Bai Baoshan’s actions were well-intentioned at heart.
From this, it was evident that he was a man with a sense of gratitude!
Tian Mingjian’s driving skills were, of course, impeccable.
Speeding along, when he brought Chen Hai to the entrance of the courtyard house in Liuhua Alley, it was already past nine in the evening.
Inside the courtyard, Ye Qingqing had been waiting for Chen Hai’s return for quite some time.
Tian Mingjian and Bai Xiaohang, being very discerning, did not enter the courtyard after dropping off Chen Hai; they directly drove away.
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder,” an ancient adage so well established that it needs no further justification.
Leaving the Capital City, it had been over two months.
During this long time apart, Chen Hai and his girlfriend Ye Qingqing naturally couldn’t help indulging in a few intense, satisfying battles.
In the following period, life went on peacefully and quietly.
Apart from visiting Future Information Consulting Co., Ltd.
occasionally to perform divinations, Chen Hai spent most of his time resting and recovering in the courtyard of Liuhua Alley.
Back when he was in Liuyuan County, the rate at which Peach Blossom Wine Industry was making money had already startled him!
After realizing that legitimate business could sometimes make money faster than outright robbery,
Chen Hai began doing divinations and providing guidance, and often did not directly accept cash.
Instead, he would have the clients compensate him with company shares.
Of course, he only suggested this arrangement; if the clients truly didn’t want to, he wouldn’t insist.
At Future Information Consulting Co., Ltd., the number of clients who had made appointments had already exceeded fifty.
Out of these many clients, those willing to pay Chen Hai with company shares totaled less than twenty.
Like BYD, Suning, Geely, and so on…
The shares of these nearly twenty companies that fell into Chen Hai’s hands naturally weren’t large, the smallest being three percent and the highest not exceeding ten percent.
Chen Hai felt content with this.
After all, he was merely divining and giving them a few pointers.
For such a trifle, expecting those clients to hand over the controlling interest in their companies to Chen Hai would be utterly unrealistic.
Of course, the willingness of these people to offer shares as compensation also had something to do with his background.
People with a slightly more long-term vision understood that forming some connection with the Lingnan Ye Family would no doubt be more beneficial than harmful to their company’s development.
To be framed on fabricated charges, locked up for years, and have their companies ruthlessly swallowed up, skin and bones…
This sort of thing should be possible to avoid by bringing in Chen Hai as a shareholder.
Those clients who weren’t willing to give shares as compensation to Chen Hai generally only knew that Chen Hai’s divinations were incredibly accurate, but knew absolutely nothing about his background.
After resolving all the matters sought by the clients accumulated over the past two or three months,
Chen Hai seldom went to the company anymore and spent most of his time at home in quiet cultivation, tending to his health.
Before he knew it, another two or three months had passed, and it was already May!
Exiting his cultivation room, Chen Hai drove his Jeep Cherokee to a quiet spot on the outskirts of the city.
After getting out of the car, he scanned the area.
Confirming that there was no one else within a few hundred meters besides himself, he softly commanded, “Flames, rise…”
In an instant, within two or three hundred meters around him, flames roared and leaped towards the sky.
“Extinguish,” he extended his right hand and grabbed at the void.
The raging flames, as though all rivers were flowing into the sea, gathered directly into his palm, and then were casually snuffed out by him.
“The injury to my Divine Soul is finally healed, and my strength has returned to its peak…”
Chen Hai silently sensed the condition within his body and couldn’t help but want to roar at the sky.
The injury to the Divine Soul seemed to have no effect on him.
But in reality, it had greatly slowed down his progression in cultivation.
Before the injury to his Divine Soul, with each cultivation session, he could feel a slight increase in his own strength.
But in the recent months, no matter how much he cultivated, his strength and realm seemed to remain stagnant.
Even when he consumed nearly a third of the Rat Demon Xiunu’s Soul Power at Conggui Mountain the other day, it only slightly healed his injured Divine Soul.
His strength, however, did not increase even the slightest bit despite consuming those powers!
“Bearing hits without striking back has never been my style,” Chen Hai declared.
“Now that my strength has returned to its peak,”
“There are some places I must visit, some debts that must be settled!”
With a cold snort and when speaking these words, a clear murderous intent flickered across Chen Hai’s face.
First was Ono Sari, the Onmyoji from Great Snow Mountain in Japan, who came to plot against him…
Then, several ninjas from the Iga School even broke into his home intending to kill him…
Chen Hai had always kept these events in mind.
Although those attackers are dead, the mastermind behind these assassination attempts, a man named Murakami Taro, remained at large.
Japan’s Takamagahara has always been associated with the belief of Eight Million Deities.
After suffering a severe injury to his Divine Soul, Chen Hai’s strength was decimated to almost one-tenth of its former self.
Considering these factors, he had refrained from rushing to Japan and had temporarily put aside pursuing Murakami Taro.
But now that his strength was fully restored, along with possessing the ace card, the Hongming Blade,
He naturally did not intend to delay his trip to Japan any further.
Having made up his mind, Chen Hai returned to where he had parked, started the car, and sped back the way he had come.