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Chapter 15 Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck
Bad luck, bad luck…

What kind of physique is this?

Ji Zheng looked at his father and Uncle Li in horror, wondering if he had been in the group for too long and had become hallucinated.

"Dad, Uncle Li, are you guys mistaken?"

Ji Zheng wanted to struggle subtly and remind his father that you should focus on reality, because reality does not have this kind of physique.

But Ji Fugui asked Butler Li to come over with a smile and tell Ji Zheng that he had a friend who was an alchemist and had a theory about "medicine inducers".

"There are still people with milk constitutions in the world, how wonderful."

Ji Zheng was silent.

What kind of alchemist is this? He is far inferior to Yao Lao. He is even willing to come up with such ridiculous physical constitution theory.

He had reason to suspect that Uncle Li's friend had come up with the theory against his conscience for the sake of money.

"So, Dad, these are..."

Ji Zheng didn't want to continue talking about this weird physique theory, and wanted to shift the topic to his father taking a concubine.

But soon, he began to sweat and swallowed.

He was a Qigong warrior, his five senses were sharper than those of wild animals, and he could already smell the faint scent of milk in the air.

In addition, these people are the top industry figures in Chongwu City. Not to mention Ji Zheng, even ordinary people can feel the full weight of it.

So Ji Zheng immediately calmed down and told his father to leave first and send all the wet nurses away.

Otherwise, he couldn't imagine how explosively his reputation would spread in the outside world.

"Ok?"

Ji Fugui was puzzled, but soon laughed and waved his hand to have the wet nurses taken to another house.

"Go, Old Li, you have sacrificed so much for our Ji family, it's time to enjoy yourself."

Butler Li was a little confused.

He is already in his fifties or sixties, sir.

"Uncle Li, you are still strong despite your old age." Ji Zheng smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Butler Li's face turned black as he left with more than twenty beauties.

After everyone in the side hall had left, Ji Fugui became serious, "Zheng'er, your physique isn't a milk physique?"

He is also a big man who made his fortune from scratch. If he wasn't so concerned, he would never have done such a stupid thing.

But he quickly came to his senses from Ji Zheng's many expressions and realized that this was not what he had imagined.

At least, his son probably really doesn't have the ability to possess supernatural powers.

"Of course not." Ji Zheng was helpless. As expected, when people grow up, they should stop thinking about the taste of their childhood.

It’s better to grow up.

"It was a treasure given to me by a young man in white. He is so powerful that he can ride a rainbow in the sky."

"I was originally basking in the sun in the back garden when this senior suddenly appeared, gave me some animal milk, and then left in a hurry."

"Animal milk?" Ji Fugui was surprised.

It turns out it really is animal milk.

"Yes, it's animal milk!" Ji Zheng insisted on this statement.

Otherwise Taishe would be dead.

"Also, Dad, this is the remaining treasure." Ji Zheng took out half a bowl of beast milk, which was filled with fragrance.

Ji Fugui was shocked, "Space storage magic weapon?"

The bowl was as big as a person's palm and could not be hidden under clothes. Moreover, as a martial arts expert of the eighth level of inner strength, he had a very strong eyesight.

So he could tell at a glance that his son was really taking things out of thin air.

"Amazing, amazing."

Ji Fugui was half-convinced now. At least with his son's luck, there was no way he could buy a space storage magic weapon at a street stall.

As for the remaining half.

"Let me taste it first."

Ji Fugui looked solemn. He took the bowl of milk with both hands, flicked his fingertips with energy, opened his mouth and took a sip of milk.

Gollum~
Ji Zheng saw his father's face startled at first, and then it turned red and white, as if he was running a dye factory. It was so distorted that even he could see it.

"So the intolerance to animal milk is a family tradition."

"it is good!"

After Ji Fugui swallowed the animal milk with difficulty, he smiled happily and praised.

...Dad, are you serious?
"This beast milk has powerful medicinal properties. It can be of some use even to me, and most importantly, it is mild!" "It is so mild that not only me, but even babies can drink it safely." Ji Fugui sighed.

Except for the taste.

After all, the taste was too strong, and he had obviously drunk a lot of animal milk.

But none of them almost made his body unable to bear it.

But at least this made him believe that his son had really met a noble person and not a demon.

"Son." Ji Fugui smiled chubbyly.

"Dad, you say." Ji Zheng said.

"You are finally no longer unlucky." Ji Fugui said with tears in his eyes.

"When you were one year old, you encountered a weasel visiting you for the New Year, and your chicken was almost taken away."

Ji Zheng's face turned black. What did this have to do with him? His memory had not yet awakened at that time.

"When you were three years old, you went to explore the old house and play hide-and-seek. You ended up encountering a painting of a naked female ghost, and you almost got possessed by it."

That really wasn't me. I was only three years old. How could I have that kind of thought?
"When he was ten, he got better. He had a kind heart. He saw a fox with its tail burned off in a destroyed village and wanted to take it home to raise. But he almost had his yang energy sucked out of him."

……

Ji Zheng turned his head away, and realized that all the stories in the books were lies. There were no such things as scholar foxes, only monsters that coveted yang energy.

"Sixteen years old is even more exaggerated. I just asked you to make a delivery, and you encountered a battle between gods."

Speaking of this, Ji Fugui also licked his teeth. He was also lucky enough to save a big man when he was just a teenager.

Then, relying on the favor of that big man, he quickly started from scratch and became a wealthy businessman in Chongwu State.

But the son he gave birth to was really lucky...

Even more outrageous than him.

"But none of this matters now, my son. You have finally turned your fortunes around. You are about to soar to the heavens and become a god."

Dad, you are talking nonsense and are even talking nonsense to the gods.

Ji Zheng corrected him, but he was also helpless. Who knew that his luck was so bad before he awakened his memory.

He didn't know how he survived.

"But Dad, is this beast milk useful to you?" Ji Zheng asked. He had recovered from his injuries.

There is also a magical corpse qi sealed in the stomach, so there is no shortage of resources for cultivation.

In comparison, this animal milk has little effect on him.

"It's just so-so. Your father has now reached the eighth level of martial arts, the realm of inner energy. The true energy in my body is all inner energy, which is rolling and moving, and can form a protective inner energy to defend against swords and knives."

"But the next step is to release the Gang Qi, transforming it into a myriad of forms, forming a Gang Qi divine weapon, and even transforming it into wings, allowing it to fly."

"Your milk is good, but it's only good for me to taste. It's not very useful."

Ji Fugui said with a smile.

The tenth level of martial arts.

Refining the skin, refining the flesh, refining the tendons, refining the bones, and refining the membranes.

Qi training, Hunyuan, inner Gang, outer Gang, and divine wheel.

He has already reached the eighth level, the realm of inner罡. To go further, he must rely on his own spiritual thoughts to weave the罡气 into a罡气 magic weapon and release it.

It's no longer something that ordinary elixirs can help with.

"Yeah." Ji Zheng nodded, but the outer energy can turn into wings?

It seems that Xiao Yan has similar martial arts and fighting skills.

What's it called? Ziyunyi.

It is also a very useful fighting skill.

It’s a pity that it’s too far away, and there’s no use getting it now.

After Ji Zheng left with the animal milk.

Ji Fugui picked up a glass of water, drank it, and rinsed his mouth.

"Congratulations, Master." Butler Li came over and congratulated with a smile:
"Young Master, good fortune has finally come to you. Your luck is about to improve."

As an old man in the Ji family, he really watched Ji Zheng go through life and death step by step in fear.

Now that the bad luck is going to be gone, he is happy.

But Ji Fugui's face just darkened, "What a bullshit!"

"My luck has clearly gotten worse!"

(End of this chapter)