FVN Chapter 26: No Submission
Chapter 26: No Submission
Chapter 26: No Submission
After Gao Yuan left, the Seventh Young Master’s gaze toward Zheng Fa became cold.
“Playing at brotherly affection in front of me? Do you take me for a fool? These two Yuan Fu, you came to comprehend them by yourself, didn’t you?”
“Yuan Fu?” Zheng Fa’s attention seemed slightly off.
“Yes, you don’t understand anything. No wonder you’d claim that both of you comprehended them together.” The Seventh Young Master sneered, pointing at the book in front of him, “Gao Yuan should have mentioned this to you, the patterns on these pages are from the Immortal Sect talismans.”
“He did mention it,” Zheng Fa nodded.
“He wasn’t accurate. Let me tell you honestly, these aren’t Immortal Sect talismans at all, and they don’t have any power. In reality, they’re called Futu (Talisman Diagrams). Only by comprehending the Yuan Fu from them can it show that you have talent for the way of talismans.”
“No wonder the Zhao family isn’t investigating the spread of these things.” Zheng Fa suddenly realized.
He had suspected this before.
If these were really Immortal Sect talismans, Gao Yuan’s father could have gotten his hands on them, but they wouldn’t be worth anything.
Now it seemed that his suspicions were correct.
The Seventh Young Master, or perhaps the Zhao family, had deliberately allowed these Futu to circulate among the lower-ranked servants.
“It’s a bit intentional,” the Seventh Young Master seemed to have guessed what Zheng Fa was thinking, “If someone from our Zhao family has talent for the way of talismans, being able to comprehend Yuan Fu from these Futu wouldn’t be a bad thing for us.”
“So the two diagrams I drew are Yuan Fu?”
“Right!” The Seventh Young Master grinned, “The two Yuan Fu you analyzed are the simplest ones. The minimum requirement to become a talisman master is to master at least one hundred and eight Yuan Fu.”
Zheng Fa looked at the Seventh Young Master and hesitated, “Seventh Young Master, are you studying this book because you want to become a talisman master?”
The Seventh Young Master nodded, not hiding his intentions from Zheng Fa: “It’s hard to enter the Immortal Sect; they have very high requirements for spiritual roots. But if one can comprehend one hundred and eight, or even more, Yuan Fu, and become a talisman master, it’s much easier.”
Zheng Fa understood. The spiritual roots the Seventh Young Master referred to were the most important talent the Immortal Sect looked for, something akin to how universities in another world prioritize your college entrance exam score.
But comprehending Yuan Fu, having talent for the way of talismans, was like being a special talent student, where one could be admitted with lower requirements.
“So, do you understand now?” The Seventh Young Master smiled, “If your talent for the way of talismans is good, you could become a talisman master, and even enter the Immortal Sect! At that point, you would no longer be a servant of the Zhao family, but an Immortal, standing high above!”
The Seventh Young Master looked at Zheng Fa with mocking eyes, “Now, do you still claim that you and Gao Yuan comprehended this together?”
“...But if I say I researched it with him, my talent for the way of talismans won’t diminish,” Zheng Fa said, somewhat confused.
“...”
Zheng Fa gently bowed to the Seventh Young Master.
Outside, Gao Yuan’s footsteps grew closer.
Zheng Fa suddenly spoke up, “Young Master, why?”
“Hm?”
“Why promise me to keep Gao Yuan?”
“I’ve said it. You have talent, and I love talent.”
The Seventh Young Master looked at Zheng Fa strangely, wondering if he had gone deaf.
“No, Young Master, you knew from the moment you saw me that I’m not a qualified servant. And I knew from the moment I saw you, that you and I shared the same anger. So...” Zheng Fa’s question felt especially light in the sound of Gao Yuan’s knock on the door, “Young Master, what do you want to resist?”
The Seventh Young Master froze.
Gao Yuan pushed the door open and entered, carefully holding the food box. “Young Master, the food is here!”
Several maidservants followed behind him, ready to serve the meal.
The Seventh Young Master suddenly spoke in a language only Zheng Fa could understand: “On your head, it’s me, it’s the Zhao family. And on my head, it’s the Immortal Sect...”
Having said that, he waved his hand as if uninterested, signaling for Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan to leave.
Gao Yuan followed Zheng Fa out of the study, somewhat confused. “What did the Young Master mean just now?”
“He meant that we’re both staying,” Zheng Fa replied.
“Really?” Gao Yuan asked in surprise. “Why?”
“Because we deciphered those diagrams,” Zheng Fa said.
“Does the Young Master really believe we deciphered them together? Didn’t he see through your lie? Is he... a fool?” Gao Yuan lowered his voice.
“Okay, actually, he saw through it. He’s keeping you because he’s actually a good person,” Zheng Fa spoke his true thoughts.
“I still think he’s a fool,” Gao Yuan whispered even lower.
Zheng Fa looked at him strangely. “...Kid, thinking like that, it’s dangerous for you to stay.”
He silently thought to himself, in this world, who is naturally submissive?