Mu Shiyu seemed to understand the surprise in Mu Feng's eyes and smiled,"Feng, do you think I'm too young and inexperienced to manage this group well?”
"That's not it."
Mu Feng shook his head and voiced out the doubt in his heart: "I'm just curious. Mu Tao and I are both in our third year. He's 22 years old and I'm 23 years old. You look about the same.”
"Hmph, my sister graduated at the age of 18.”
"18? High school education?"
Mu Feng said in surprise.
Mu Shiyu smiled sweetly and explained patiently,""I was selected to enter the Southwest University Junior Class when I was 15. I graduated early when I was 18 and have been working in the Nanyang Group for five years.”
"The Nanyang Group was previously managed by my parents. At the beginning of this year, they were mainly in charge of the overseas market, so the domestic business was handed over to me.”
Mu Feng suddenly understood.
He looked at Mu Shiyu with a questioning gaze.
I slept with a business queen last night?
He entered the junior class at the age of 15 and graduated a year early.
The Nanyang Group that he was in charge of had almost taken over all the logistics and related businesses in southern China.
Most importantly, she was 9.5 points for beauty.
If he had to ask why he didn't give the remaining 0.5 points?
The answer in Mu Feng's heart was that she was wearing clothes now.
"How is it? Isn't my sister amazing?"
Mu Tao's tone was full of pride.
But what he didn't know was…
The sister that he idolized had just been violently opened up by his good brother last night. Moreover, he had fired six shots in a row.
Mu Feng calmed down for a moment, but he wasn't too shocked.
As a high-production family, although they were not as ridiculously rich as the Mu family, they would not be as envious as a loser who had never seen the world.
After all, everyone had their own lives. He was very satisfied with the current situation.
Moreover, with the Three Pure Breathing Technique, his future achievements might not be worse than these business tycoons.
Thinking of the contract that was mentioned earlier, Mu Feng said,"Why don't I go back first? It doesn't matter if you arrive at Mount Longhu a day later after signing the contract.”
"Sis, I think so too. That's an 800 million contract. Can't you be more careful?”
Mu Tao echoed.
However, Mu Shiyu shook her head." It's not impossible to give the contract to the vice presidents. I still want to go on the 29th."”
As she spoke, her slender hands were still on her phone.
Mu Feng's phone vibrated.
Mu: It would be rude if I didn't come home on the same day as you, wouldn't it?/ cute
Mu Feng looked at his phone screen, not knowing what to reply.
Mu Shiyu's love was too strong.
Can I really respond?
Just as Mu Feng was deep in thought, Mu Tao's car stopped at the entrance of Yang Cheng University.
"Brother Feng, we're here. You can go back first. I'll send my sister to the company.”
"Alright."
Mu Feng nodded and got out of the car.
Before he got out of the car, he saw Mu Shiyu waving her phone screen at him.
It was obvious that he was saying," Remember to keep in touch."
Mu Feng nodded." See you at the celebration party tonight."”
With that, he walked into the gates of Yang Cheng University.
However, he did not return to the dormitory.
His roommates were crazy when it came to playing online games. Every one of them was shouting and yelling. How was he going to study the Three Pure Breathing Technique?
Mu Feng thought about it and decided to go to the library.
They walked all the way to the library. Just as they entered the door, an accident suddenly happened.
"Your AliPay account has received five, a hundred, ten thousand yuan.”
The quiet library immediately looked up at him.
F * ck!
Mu Tao could transfer money at any time! Why did he have to transfer money at this time?
At this moment, the students who were quietly reading in the library all cast disdainful looks at him.
"A voice prompt for the transfer of 5 million yuan.”
"There's still a notification when I walk into the library.”
"If you say that you're not deliberately acting tough, I'll immediately cut off your dick/chick!”
That was the monologue of all the students in the library.
Mu Feng felt uncomfortable being stared at by them, so he could only go to the empty classroom next door and start studying.
The moment he entered the classroom, Mu Feng was immersed in the obscure words of the [Three Pure Breathing Technique].
After thoroughly reading this book, Mu Feng discovered that it was not only about cultivation techniques.
It also described the cultivation realms of Daoism very clearly.
It was similar to the Xianxia novels that Mu Feng had read before.
The first four levels were Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and Nascent Soul.
The speed of cultivation was different according to each person's aptitude.
However, according to the detailed description of cultivation in this ancient book, Mu Feng concluded a shocking fact.
In the modern world, not to mention everyone cultivating, even entering the first step of cultivation, the Refinement Stage, was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Not to mention the last four cultivation realms. Just wanting to cultivate to the second step of the first four realms, the Foundation Establishment Realm, was already an extravagant hope.
The reason was not because the world had lost its spiritual energy. The total amount of spiritual energy had not changed much since ancient times.
However, since the first industrial revolution, global air quality had declined.
The efficiency of a cultivator using the breathing technique to cultivate would also drop drastically.
Cultivation was a struggle against the heavens. The most important factor was time, which was also the efficiency of cultivation.
"No wonder…"
Mu Feng suddenly understood.
There were records of immortals entering the mortal world in every dynasty.
This was the reason why it had disappeared in modern times.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng wanted to try using the breathing technique to absorb the Spiritual Energy.
He tried it and found that it was indeed very troublesome. He had to adjust his special breathing method to eliminate other gases in the air and only inhale spiritual energy.
Most importantly, the amount of spiritual energy he obtained from breathing for half an hour was not even one-ten-thousandth of the amount he obtained from killing that wandering ghost.
"Hmm? Wait!"
Mu Feng thought of something crucial.
The cultivation and spiritual power obtained from killing the Evil were seven days.
Was this " seven days " calculated based on the previous air quality?
If killing the most trashy wandering ghost took seven days, then what about killing ten or a hundred?
Thinking of this, Mu Feng's eyes began to burn.
Didn't this mean that he had mastered a shortcut to cultivation?
Didn't that mean that he could become the strongest person in the world in a short period of time? Living immortals?
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