Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 151 - 130: Power Advancement, Black Market Peril (Part 3)

Chapter 151: Chapter 130: Power Advancement, Black Market Peril (Part 3)

Maybe, from now on, things between her and me can never go back to the way they were.

"Dong’Er, are you there?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ran’s voice called out.

"I’m here."

Han Dong got up and replied.

Although she still couldn’t accept Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran had stood up to the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince for her sake, ran with Bao Longwei to White Tiger Mountain to fight the Rebel Faction—the weight of this, Han Dong could not ignore.

So she no longer stopped Xiao Ran from coming to the prison to find her.

"I just came from the Imperial City. I heard you’ve broken through in your cultivation, so I came to see you."

Xiao Ran appeared quickly inside Han Dong’s courtyard.

Feeling the fluctuations in Han Dong’s aura, he marveled, "Those Primordial Energy Pills are really something. After taking two, you’ve truly reached the Refining Essence Realm."

"I also have to thank the Holy Emperor for inviting a peerless expert to safeguard me and assist. Only then could I break through."

Han Dong added.

"Mm, I heard Lord Bao also made a breakthrough. He took two Elemental Power Pills. For his sake, the Holy Emperor summoned an Innate Powerhouse to help him. Nowadays, everyone knows that you and Lord Bao are both favorites in the Holy Emperor’s eyes."

Xiao Ran looked full of envy.

Whether it’s the Primordial Energy Pill or the Elemental Power Pill, both are worth fortunes.

Especially the Elemental Power Pills used by Bao Longwei—each one worth more than a hundred thousand silver taels, yet you can’t even buy them with money. It’s said the formula has always been in the hands of Pharmacists from the Imperial City. Countless people have risked their lives—served the Emperor—just to earn enough merit to exchange for a Primordial Energy Pill or Elemental Power Pill.

"When you’re popular, right and wrong multiply. It’s really not a great thing."

Han Dong sighed.

"Dong’Er, never mind that. You’ve finally broken through; come, let’s drink and celebrate properly."

Xiao Ran knew Han Dong was obsessed with the martial path, and would rather stay in Zhenbei Prison than be involved in court struggles.

"Alright."

Han Dong was in a gloomy mood, so she was glad for the idea.

So the two left Zhenbei Prison together.

A carriage waited at the entrance, prepared in advance by Xiao Ran.

The two were about to get on.

Xiao Ran saw Jiang Feng coming out from inside the prison right at that moment.

It happened to be the time for Jiang Feng’s shift change. As their eyes met, both Jiang Feng and Xiao Ran were momentarily stunned.

Xiao Ran immediately smiled and said, "Jiang Feng, just in time! Dong’Er has had a breakthrough and I’m hosting a banquet for her—come celebrate with us!"

"Thank you, Little Prince. I’ve still got something to tend to at home, so I’ll have to decline."

"Congratulations, Lord Director of the Prison. I’ll take my leave now."

Jiang Feng said hastily.

It hadn’t been easy for Xiao Ran to finally put down his guard toward him; if he went now, wouldn’t that just make Xiao Ran suspicious again?

He finished speaking and walked off toward Willow Alley without looking back, gradually disappearing from Han Dong and Xiao Ran’s view.

"Dong’Er, let’s get in the carriage!"

Xiao Ran smiled, very satisfied with Jiang Feng’s action.

Han Dong had already put one foot on the carriage step; Jiang Feng’s words made her uncomfortable—he hadn’t called her Sister Dong anymore, but rather Lord Director of the Prison. Hearing Xiao Ran’s urging, she smiled faintly, covered her feelings, and quietly got into the carriage.

Xiao Ran rode his horse alongside.

Han Dong was not yet married, and was Lord Director of the Prison; no matter how much Xiao Ran liked her, he didn’t dare to insist on sitting in the carriage with her.

Now that Han Dong had broken through in cultivation, become a favorite of the Emperor, Xiao Ran restrained himself more than before; yet the intensity of his possessiveness was still obvious.

Inside the carriage.

Han Dong could almost see again Jiang Feng turning away, that lonely silhouette.

If it were before, Jiang Feng would have thrown a banquet at the tavern for her celebration the moment he knew she’d broken through. When did things get so awkward between the two of them, to the point where he didn’t even dare call her Sister Dong?

Han Dong couldn’t help but glance outside the carriage at the beaming Xiao Ran.

How could she not understand?

She naturally realized that Jiang Feng’s distance from her had much to do with Xiao Ran.

If it were before, she would have stepped forward and taught Xiao Ran a lesson.

But on White Tiger Mountain, Xiao Ran disregarded life and death—his true feelings were plain; Han Dong couldn’t ignore that.

While Jiang Feng was focused on achieving the Innate, cared nothing for worldly affairs, and didn’t wish to be caught in the court’s turbulence; this was the path Jiang Feng chose, and Han Dong couldn’t interfere.

Her fingers loosened and clenched as if her heart was as turbulent—caught between desires, wishing for the best of both worlds yet unable to force it. In the end, she could only let things take their course.

Inside Willow Alley.

Jiang Feng was heating a large tub of water for himself, now soaking in the wooden bucket.

Ever since returning from outside the city,

the Dragon Capital had been in turmoil.

Countless people had been thrown into prison.

All this time, Jiang Feng had never truly relaxed. Every day brought all sorts of things to handle; if not for hiding in Zhenbei Prison, where so long as he survived another day, his Fortune Points would always increase, he’d really not want this job.

Now that the chaos had settled...

Han Dong and Bao Longwei had both been rewarded with promotions.

Many of the serious offenders in prison had also been dealt with.

Jiang Feng finally got a chance to relax.

He checked his Fortune Point changes. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Fortune: 76,781

Tonight after refusing Xiao Ran’s invitation,

his Fortune Points increased by over a thousand. He was now just over three thousand short of eighty thousand.

Soaking in the tub, the words of Chief Wang and the others replayed in his mind—about Mao Daming reporting to Han Dong, accusing him of letting Tian Dali accept bribes, only to have Han Dong cut off both his ears, ruin his face, and expel him from Zhenbei Prison.

When Mao Daming started picking a fight,

Jiang Feng knew he wouldn’t end well.

But he hadn’t expected Mao Daming to be so impatient, actually criticizing him in front of Han Dong and, in the end, having his face slashed and ears cut off. Hu Wenhai also got dragged in and suffered thirty military cane strokes as a result.

Hu Wenhai, lying on his bed to recuperate, was probably still cursing Mao Daming.