The Legend of Fangren

Chapter 130 Nighttime Trivial Matters

The inner and outer spirits are mixed, and yin and yang are separated.

Is the "he" in the spiritual platform actually his inner Yin-Yang mixed spirit? And the power of the bed is actually to transform the Yin-Yang mixed spirit.

In other words, he now has two energy bars, or—two brains.

When one brain gets tired during the day, switch to another brain and keep using it; one session is better than two.

I don't know what will happen when both brains are tired, because he is full of energy right now, and his physical fatigue seems to have disappeared.

In that case, why not go out and have the jade shop appraised? It's still open.

"Oh, young master, you're quite the handsome young man. What treasure have you acquired this time, coming so late?"

The old appraiser warmly welcomed Fang Shi upon seeing him, and took a piece of bluish-black gravel from him to examine it.

"Hey, is this a Froststone? It's about the size of a fist. Where did you find it, young master?"

"What, is this thing very precious?"

The old man shook his head: "No, no, no, the precious thing is not the Froststone, but the accompanying spirit jade. It is called Frost Jade. Jade is rare and is also an earth essence. It is different from crystal. The latter is a material formed from earth, leaning towards metal, with many angular edges, and is yin earth. Jade, on the other hand, is yang earth. It is a special form in which earth breaks down into flowing fire and is instantly condensed and cooled. Its surface is round and smooth. It has the effect of earth accumulating energy and is more active than crystal core. It is the best choice for forging the core of a mystical weapon."

"In that case, it's really good stuff."

"Young friend, can you sell it?" the old man asked.

Fang Shi considered it carefully and said, "Not for sale."

"May I ask where this stone was mined from, young friend? If there are any left over, I am willing to buy them all at a high price."

"Is jade really that valuable? According to you, jade is just a byproduct, and not every piece is made from it. If you buy stones at full price, wouldn't you lose a lot of money if you don't get one or two?"

"Hahaha, young master, you're still too young to see much—" The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "We truly don't know which stone contains jade, but it's precisely because no one knows that stones can fetch prices comparable to jade."

"Oh—you mean gambling on stones?" Fang Shi realized.

The old man nodded: "That's right. Selling jade blanks is not more expensive than selling jade. There are more buyers. All things considered, it's often not a loss. Even if the final jade production is really high, it can still earn a good reputation, so there's no worry about no one buying next time."

The business is indeed a business; they know how to do business and have the confidence to make money from gambling. They say they'll make money from gambling, and they do. Regardless of whether it seems like a profit or loss on the surface, the house never loses.

Seeing that Fang Shi was unwilling to speak, the old man guessed, "Jade embryos often require lava to cool instantly, and lava is usually only found in secret caves. Moreover, the conditions for instantaneous cooling are harsh; the lava must solidify instantly while it is still hot in order to give birth to jade. Therefore, jade embryos are often only produced when a secret cave collapses, and the earth's yin energy instantly suppresses the lava. Young sir, did you find this stone in that secret cave that collapsed outside the city recently?"

"Exactly." Fang Shi hadn't expected the old man to be so perceptive, so he decided to treat the truth as a lie to minimize any flaws.

The old man was overjoyed: "To be honest, our company has been searching for days, but we still haven't found it. If you're willing to reveal its location, we're still willing to offer a large reward, is that alright?"

However, these words made Fang Shi awkwardly stammer, "To be honest, I picked up these pebbles from the surface of the ground nearby. I didn't dig them up myself. I'm afraid that the secret realm has already been completely mined by others."

"That—is indeed possible." The old man did not believe that Fang Shi was capable of mining things deep underground by himself. The location of that secret realm had been measured by the trading company before it collapsed, and now that it has not been found after several days, there must be another reason.

"In that case, thank you for reminding me, young sir. I will go and tell the manager that as a token of my appreciation, the appraisal fee will be waived this time."

Well, he should thank us.

Having gotten a good deal, Fang Shi left the shop clutching the stone. With nothing to do, he decided to walk through the alley to have some tea, but as he walked through the darkness, he came to an empty street.

A cool breeze embraces me, lanterns line the streets, no one is around, the warm candlelight flickers quietly, casting shimmering shadows and creating a dazzling spectacle.

The line between what is seen and what is heard is blurred; warmth in the eyes, chill in the heart. The night market is clearly bustling, but the people are missing.

"Is this a ghost?"

A narrow alleyway led him to a place without fear, and he walked straight ahead. Suddenly, he bumped into something on his shoulder, and his vision blurred.

In an instant, everything on the street returned to normal, with pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream, just as it had been in the past few days.

Fang Shi blinked. Could it be that this Mixed Spirit Transformation has side effects?

But what he had just seen was so real that he couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a while. Instead, he lost all interest in drinking tea and returned to the inn, shaking his head.

Sitting by the window in my room, glancing sideways at the people on the street, I felt my mind was crystal clear, but this clarity only made me more agitated. So I simply closed my eyes and calmed down, just like when I walked through the dark alley earlier.

A gentle breeze blows, and then it comes again—the voices fade away, but the smell of cooking fires remains; the scent of candlelight and lamp oil wafts to the nose, like the incense and candles in a temple.

But where would one find incense and candles here? And there are no temples or halls in Emerald City.

Moving my nose, the wisps of incense and candles on the street seemed to each have their own direction and were all moving. Opening my eyes, the candlelight I had imagined in the darkness suddenly transformed into passersby.

The warmth of everyday life is what truly touches the heart.

Coming to his senses, he suppressed the burning excitement within him, preventing it from rising again.

Outside the inn, in a nearby alley, a hand quietly withdrew from the darkness.

"This guy's inner fire is so intense; if only I could capture it as a kindling—"

----the next day.

Fang Shi, who had stayed up all night, suddenly felt sleepy and lay down on the bed, but woke up the next second.

"Switch successful".

Sure enough, he fell into the spiritual space and woke up in bed, full of energy. He was a little hungry, but as long as he ate his fill and lay back down in bed, he could wake up in reality again.

The effects of getting out of bed are even more pronounced now. It not only switches between the inner and outer mixed spirits, but also allows the "spiritual consciousness" that was taken off to rest. When the mixed spirit that was taking over outside gets tired and returns to the spiritual platform space, the mixed spirit that has rested inside can go out to take over again. Moreover, the food eaten in the spiritual platform seems to bring nutrition and energy to the body. It means that while the spiritual consciousness is switching, the body's satiety will also be switched at the same time, allowing the body that has been weak all night to be replenished.

So he can work 24-hour shifts all by himself. If he were to go into the factory to tighten screws, who could beat him?

After going downstairs, Fang Shi met the elder and asked him about the strange things that happened last night.

Upon hearing this, Elder Qian immediately frowned and said, "You've probably been under a spell, Fang Shi. Your recent stay in the city...isn't that...?"

They did a lot of flashy things.

"Uh—it's alright." Fang Shixin glanced sideways guiltily.

What do we have to show off? We've just made some money. Does this huge jade city lack rich people?

"You," Elder Qian guessed as soon as he saw him, "you must have been showing off the Heavenly Ring of the Heavenly Pavilion to others. In such a large city, there are all sorts of people, and there are always greedy ones."