Chapter 5: Ming Wangye, Feng Zhenying
In the morning, Zexel woke up early. She woke up her three maids and let them prepare her daily routine. After a while, she escaped from her courtyard and brought some banknotes for her to carry out her plan.
She rented a carriage and went to the noble marketplace. She even bought a lot and rented a place there as she hired an interior designer. She even drew how she wanted the place to be.
Before she left, she hired a manager for the store so that someone would look after the restaurant if she was not around. It was only Si[1] hour when she finished everything. She only needed to hire a servant on her next visit or when the renovation was finished.
She planned to build a restaurant with the modern dishes she had. From Italy, Mexico, China, Korea, the States, the Philippines, Japanese, and many foreign dishes all over the world. She would store a lot of money for future purposes.
She was a woman who wanted to produce as much money as she could. In her world before, not only was she a Mafia Queen, Businesswoman was her disguise so no one would suspect her illegal dealings.
Now, she wanted to visit her eldest sister, but before she went there, she bought a lot of food for herself. She also planned to renovate the Hua Kai Pavilion since it really looked abandoned.
It was much worse than the Cold Palace of the Imperial Palace. Even Zexel couldn’t stand that kind of surrounding, what more her eldest sister.
When she arrived at the Hua Kai Pavilion, she jumped over the wall to go inside the Pavilion when someone in a carriage saw what she did.
"Do you know who that lass[2] is?" he asked coldly to his subordinate.
"Replying to master's question. It is Lady Fan Lihua, the Seventh Daughter of Prime Minister Fan Xuan Yan. The second female genius of the Pingjing Country," a man in black robes answered.
The man smirked as he let the carriage move again. After a while, they arrived at the man's courtyard. The man was being carried by his three subordinates as he sat in his wheelchair.
The surroundings of his courtyard were really gloomy, and if you were new in that place, you’d feel a lot of chills even if it was summer. The place emitted a dangerous and scary aura as if once you stepped in, you'd die immediately.
Just the calligraphy of the plaque bore a terrifying and dominant aura. Every stroke, you could see how the person had given a lot of effort to do that kind of plaque.
The word on the plaque, which was 'Ming Wangfu'[3], added a more terrifying aura to it. The man in the wheelchair was none other than Ming Wangye[4] Feng Zhenying.
He was a crippled general of Pingjing. He had a lot of achievements and was known for how brutal and vicious he was in battle. He was one of the reasons why a ninth-grade country like Pingjing was still in a stable position.
Sadly, in his last battle, both his legs had been crippled while they were battling at the border. At the age of 8, he had already been fighting head-to-head battles, which made a lot of people admire him.
But now, a lot of people were avoiding him like he had a contagious disease. Other than being crippled, he had a huge scar on his face, making him look like a ferocious beast in the wild. So he wore a mask to hide that area.
A lot of rumors said that even his cultivation had been crippled in his last battle, making him a useless person in the eyes of everyone, even the Imperial Family.
They forgot how Ming Wangye had defended the borders to prevent war inside the capital.
But the people in this world had naturally been greedy for power. So when he became a cripple, it meant that his power had also been taken away from him.
So people forgot him as years passed. Feng Zhenying moved inside the Wangfu, and the housekeeper immediately prepared everything. Feng Zhenying had mysophobia. He didn’t want to be touched by anyone, and he was a complete clean freak.
And when he went to his room, he lay down on his bed while reminiscing about how interesting Zexel was.
He wanted to sleep but couldn’t afford to because Feng Zhenying’s mind was occupied by Zexel’s image. After a while, he put himself in his wheelchair and began to stroll outside.
"Benwang[5] needs to do something."
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Zexel and Fan Yaoli began to familiarize themselves with each other that day. Fan Lihua even used another batch of banknotes for renovating the Hua Kai Pavilion, and they would start tomorrow.
It was already at You[6] hour when she decided to come back to her courtyard. She immediately shut the door and began to cultivate.
She gathered as much qi as she could as she felt it flow through her meridians before it reached her Dantian.
She sweat a lot as she cultivated at this hour. Zexel didn’t even monitor how many hours she had been cultivating, but after a while, a violet ring appeared on her ring finger as she felt a strong sensation.
She felt so hot as she continued to cultivate. Zexel endured the pain as she wanted to know how long she could stand this kind of pain. The sensation was moving around her right ring finger repeatedly where the violet ring was forming.
Zexel didn’t know if this kind of feeling was really part of cultivation, but because of her determination and desire to become powerful, she endured the pain.
After a while, the pain lessened slowly until it disappeared. Zexel felt as if she had been fighting one battalion of enemies.
Perhaps because the host's body had never endured this kind of pain before, that’s why Zexel’s body reaction was a bit harsh on her. When she was in the modern era, this kind of pain was only child’s play to her, since she had grown up in harsh surroundings, making her survive through sheer will.
But because of her willpower, she endured everything.
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1: Si Hour (巳) - Snake Hour 9-11 am
2: Lass - deep word for Woman or single woman
3: Ming Wangfu (冥王負) - Demon Prince's Courtyard
4: Ming Wangye (冥王也) - Demon Prince
5: Benwang (本網) Prince' way of addressing his self
6: You Hour (酉) - Rooster Hour 5-7 pm
                                      
                                          
                                   
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