Chapter 513: Chapter 512 The Traces Left by Tong Yunshu
"You’re right. Throughout the thousands of years of history in the Divine Continent, the idea that officials are paramount has always been first and foremost in the common people’s minds. Especially for the ordinary citizens, becoming an official is the best choice to change their destiny," Qi Tai nodded and said.
"If that’s the case, why are they reluctant to join the Military Department?" Yang Fei asked.
Qi Tai gave a wry smile and said, "It’s not just them who are reluctant; in fact, the majority of the people in the Martial World are unwilling."
"Why?" Yang Fei asked.
Qi Tai’s expression changed for a moment, and he looked at Yang Fei, "You really don’t know?"
Yang Fei curled his lips, "If I knew, would I still need to ask you? Old Qi, just cut to the chase."
Xu Xingzhou coughed and said, "It’s an open secret. Mr. Qi, what’s so hard to say about it?"
While speaking, he explained to Yang Fei, "It’s like this, since ancient times, many Martial Artists have served the court, but this changed after the founding of the Divine Continent, because the Martial Arts Families and Sects who had contributed to the founding of the Divine Continent monopolized all the power and left little room for advancement for those who joined later."
Yang Fei frowned.
After glancing at him, Xu Xingzhou said, "Well, your wife’s family is one of them, and the Zhang Family used to be one as well."
"Of course, this is just one of the main factors. There are other reasons, such as freedom."
"In the current era of peace, Martial Artists have a special status and most live a carefree life in reality. However, joining a special department means having to restrain one’s behavior and accept restrictions, which is quite stifling for freedom-loving Martial Artists.
Therefore, relatively speaking, most people prefer to live freely and comfortably rather than serve the court and be subject to restrictions and control."
Yang Fei nodded in understanding.
He was a Martial Artist himself, and when Qin Yanyang asked him to take a position in the Military Department, to tell the truth, he was instinctively resistant, but he could not refuse her request.
Moreover, for other Martial Artists, with limited promotion channels and resources, they were even less willing to work their lives away for the court.
"In the past, many aristocratic families or Sects would have their disciples serve the court in order to preserve or enhance their own status. But in recent times, several major families of the Empire have taken control of the appointment of Martial Artists, and only those few families and Sects will climb up. Other Martial Artists, even if they serve the country, find it hard to get ahead. Given this, naturally, most would rather live comfortably in the secular world than put up with such humiliation," Xu Xingzhou added.
Yang Fei nodded, "If it’s really as you say, then I can understand."
Xu Xingzhou looked at Yang Fei and said, "Of course what I said is true, you can verify with your wife. And I think your wife asking you to take the position might also mean she has encountered difficulties."
"Oh?" Yang Fei’s heart stirred.
He hadn’t thought of that before.
When Qin Yanyang asked him to take the position, he agreed because of their marital relationship, without considering whether Qin Yanyang might be in trouble as the acting head and needed his help.
Now that Xu Xingzhou mentioned it, he started to realize.
He would have to ask her when he got back.
"Mr. Yang, if the old rules can be changed, I can assure you that the Xu Family will have many people willing to serve the country," Xu Xingzhou said.
Yang Fei nodded and replied, "Sorry, I don’t have a clear understanding of this issue. I’ll give you both an answer after I’ve learned more."
Xu Mao apologetically said, "I’m sorry, Mr. Yang, I have little room for further progress, and I am much older than these two as well. I’m used to living freely, so I can only decline your kind offer."
Yang Fei replied understandingly, "No problem."
They left the matter at that for the time being.
Changing the subject, Xu Xingzhou asked, "Mr. Yang, is the old ancestor of my family doing well?"
Xu Mao immediately perked up, looking at Yang Fei with anticipation.
Everyone in the Xu Family knew that their old ancestor had left with Yang Fei, and now that Yang Fei had returned, they naturally wanted to know about the old ancestor’s situation.
When Yang Fei left the Hidden Sect, he also thought of Xu Jian and Wang Lei, but due to the special circumstances at the time, he couldn’t take care of himself, let alone inquire about the two of them.
Now that the two members of the Xu Family were asking, he thought for a moment and said, "Your old ancestor should be doing very well."
Then he briefly mentioned that Xu Jian had obtained the "Taoist Longevity Scripture" and had captured Duanmu Cheng, who also wanted to use the Body Seizing and Rebirth Technique. He concluded, "What happens next depends on your old ancestor’s own fortune."
Upon hearing that their old ancestor had acquired the method for Body Seizing and Immortality and had captured the best candidate for the process, Xu Mao and Xu Xingzhou were overjoyed.
Qi Tai and Zhang Long, upon hearing the term Body Seizing and Rebirth, were surprised and gaped.
Is there really such a thing as Body Seizing and Rebirth Technique?
Depending on Body Seizing and Rebirth for the eternal existence of the soul’s consciousness, can such divine skills actually exist?
After chatting idly for a while, Yang Fei couldn’t stop thinking about whether Qin Yanyang had encountered any trouble at work, so he became somewhat distracted. He excused himself to the others and stood up to leave.
When he returned to the villa, Qin Yanyang was not at home.
He immediately dialed Qin Yanyang’s number.
"Hello, hubby,"
Qin Yanyang’s voice came through, sweet and warm, making Yang Fei feel all cozy inside.
"Wife, where are you?" Yang Fei asked.
"I’m at school," Qin Yanyang replied, "Oh right, I just called Wenwen, she’s going to stay at our place tonight. If you’re free this afternoon, buy some tasty food. I still have some things to take care of here, so I’m going to hang up now, okay?"
"Okay."
Yang Fei answered and thought to ask her about that matter when they were alone together that evening, so he didn’t bring it up on the phone.
It was just past two o’clock in the afternoon; instead of cultivating, Yang Fei sent a message to Tong Yunshu.
"What are you doing?"
"Thinking of you,"
Tong Yunshu must have been on her phone since she replied instantly.
"Hubby, have you come back? Where are you? I want to see you; I really miss you, really, really miss you."
Reading these words, Yang Fei pictured Tong Yunshu’s naturally captivating charm and endless elegance, but also felt a twinge of guilt and remorse.
Although he considered his feelings for her genuine, he couldn’t deny that he was indeed treating this woman unfairly.
"Meet at the usual place." Yang Fei sent back four words.
"Okay."
An hour later, in a presidential suite of a luxurious hotel that Tong Yunshu had reserved for years, she lay gasping softly on Yang Fei, breathless from their activities.
Yang Fei hugged her tightly, nipping affectionately at her rosy, bouncy cheeks from time to time.
After being intimate for a while, Tong Yunshu wanted more.
Yang Fei glanced at the time and his expression changed; he apologetically said, "I can’t anymore. My sister and Qin Yanyang will be home soon, and I promised to prepare dinner for them. I still have to go shopping and won’t make it in time. Let’s do this again another time."
Tong Yunshu collapsed on Yang Fei, giving him a reproachful look, before suddenly feeling unable to hold back, she bit down on his shoulder.
Caught off guard, Yang Fei winced in pain. Feeling guilty, he let her bite him, but moments later, his expression drastically changed as he mentally cursed himself.
"Stop biting, it’s killing me," Yang Fei said as he tried to push Tong Yunshu away.
but she didn’t let go until she left a deep bite mark on his shoulder, with even some blood oozing out, only then did she relent.
Looking at the faint bloodstains left on Tong Yunshu’s lips, Yang Fei bitterly smiled to himself.
Now he was in a real mess.
Damn it, how was he going to explain this to Qin Yanyang if she saw it?
It would be deadly!
He wanted to scold her, but when he looked up into Tong Yunshu’s yearning eyes, combined with the faint trace of blood on her lips, her seductive and sorrowful pose made his heart soften.
"Smack!"
He smacked that full, firm spot several times, and said fiercely, "Are you a dog or something? Don’t bite like this next time, it’s very painful!"
Tong Yunshu’s eyes misted with a layer of fog as she gazed straight into Yang Fei’s eyes, laughing lightly, "Does it really hurt that much, or are you worried about someone seeing it and not being able to explain?"