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His third cousin was only a low-rank martial master. Such a cultivation level was already considered high-end combat strength in the Tian Family, but obviously, the gap between a low-rank martial master and a high-rank martial master was too wide to measure.

However, Lao San had one thing others couldn’t match, which was a handsome appearance, and he had caught the eye of the sixth daughter of Lord Beiyuan.

Thus, the brother of his sister-in-law was, of course, the son of Lord Beiyuan.

In reality, the members of the Tian Family were no strangers to Brother Bao of the Lord Beiyuan Family. This young master was the youngest child in the family, a curious baby with a temper neither particularly good nor bad. However, if anyone hindered his curiosity, Brother Bao could fly into a rage instantly.

Learning that it was this young master who was coming, Tian Yangni also felt a headache coming on, so he asked in a low voice, “Did you tell him? Luo Wendao was killed by the Divine Doctor, after all.”

“I said it,” replied the Tian Family member with a troubled frown. “Brother Bao also said he just wants to take a closer look and won’t do anything else; he hopes we can accommodate him. Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do?”

So, Brother Bao knew that those who could kill an Innate Expert were not to be trifled with.

“What do I think?” Tian Yangni’s mouth twitched slightly as he thought, What can I think? When that young master has put it like this, I have no choice but to agree.

So he glanced at Feng Jun and tentatively asked, “Divine Doctor, what do you think?”

Feng Jun looked at him and casually said, “I don’t mind, you decide.”

He wasn’t trying to be nonchalant; he truly didn’t care. To him, the Innate Expert who was close at hand was the real headache, an unavoidable battle that could possibly put him at a disadvantage.

Pressure from the Official Government and being bestowed with titles like Earl meant much less pressure to him, not worth worrying about—if your power is too great, I can simply leave your jurisdiction.

Hence, Brother Bao came over. He was the youngest child of the old Earl, now just over thirty years old with only the cultivation level of a high-rank martial warrior, but he was protected by four martial masters.

Brother Bao stared at the xenon lamp for a long time and finally approached Feng Jun, extending a casual greeting, “I’ve seen the Divine Doctor. May I ask how this lamp can be so bright?”

His question was somewhat profound despite its simplicity. Of course, if someone wished to take it as genuine simplicity, they could.

In short, Brother Bao knew the Divine Doctor was not to be provoked, but he didn’t think he lacked the status to have an equal conversation.

Although he had not yet inherited his title, he was after all the son of an Earl, and it wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen Innate Experts before.

Feng Jun shook his head and answered absentmindedly, “This mechanism… it would take too long to explain.”

That was a veiled refusal, but Brother Bao wasn’t just anybody. His way of thinking was different from most, and he directly expressed, “No problem, I have time to listen.”

Feng Jun was amused by this remark, “Even if you have the time to listen, I also need the time to explain.”

With that said, he turned and walked away, not affording the other any face.

Watching him leave, Brother Bao stomped his foot in anger and reached out to grab the xenon lamp.

Seeing this, Tian Yangni was startled and quickly stepped in front of him, lowering his voice and hissing angrily through clenched teeth, “Brother Bao!”

Brother Bao, realizing his actions upon seeing this gesture, went through a range of expressions before finally withdrawing his hand, huffing indignantly, “This fellow… he really doesn’t take me seriously.”

Tian Yangni’s face darkened as he spoke ominously, “Do you have anything that others should take seriously?”

“You say that, Uncle Seven, but that seems a bit unfair,” Brother Bao said with an embarrassed smile. “I’m just purely curious, but this fellow, he has quite the temper.”

“I’m warning you again,” Tian Yangni raised a finger solemnly, “don’t provoke this man. You can do whatever you want at home, but here, reign in your temper. If you refuse to agree, it won’t take the Divine Doctor to act, the Tian Family will send you back.”

Just by looking at his expression, one could tell that the “send” he mentioned was definitely not a courteous escort, but most probably a forceful expulsion back to his home.

Brother Bao blinked curiously and asked, “Who exactly is he for you to be so afraid, Uncle Seven?”

Tian Yangni snorted, “If I could tell you, I would have done so long ago!”

Brother Bao could only sulk as he pursed his lips. He might have had a bad temper at home, but when he was out and about, he naturally knew that the Earl’s residence could not afford to offend too many, and he could not act recklessly.

On the evening of the eighth day, two houses made of jade were finally erected, facing north to south. One of them was Feng Jun’s bedroom, and the other a slightly smaller room, which could serve as both a bedroom and a study.

Nine more rooms were currently under construction, including the largest main hall.

In the words of the Tian Family members: everything else is secondary; the key is to provide the Divine Doctor with a place to live first.

While the rooms were completed, the furniture and such were still being urgently crafted.

Feng Jun didn’t mind the simplicity of the room and moved in directly, while also starting to wire the house for electricity.

However, Deng Lao Er immediately took over this task, “Divine Doctor, let me do it. You just guide from the side.”

Feng Jun took the opportunity to relax; he didn’t object to the other learning. After all, he was the only one who could supply the materials and components.

In this realm, to mass-produce electric lights and wires, not to mention generators, there were still too many technological advancements to achieve.

Before long, Deng Lao Er had laid out the wires, and Feng Jun took out a desk lamp, plugged it into the socket, turned on the switch, and in an instant, the room was filled with light.

Feng Jun was also living in a Jade house for the first time and, in fact, he couldn’t be sure if anyone on Earth had ever lived in a Jade house.

Regardless, the experience was truly unique. Imagining it is one thing, but actually living in a Jade house provides a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that can’t be described with words.

The only pity was… it wasn’t bright enough. Jade could absorb some of the light, and if he could coat it with paint, that would be even better.

How ludicrous such a thought was need not be mentioned. The next moment, Feng Jun discovered another problem… the house didn’t have windows yet, only openings left for their installation.

Feng Jun pointed at the space for the window and asked in a deep voice, “What’s the plan for the windows? Are you going to paste white paper over them?”

Tian Yangni stayed silent, as he was stunned by the sight before him, “This kind of lamp… it works just by installing like this?”

In his mind, the previous four xenon lamps were all the Divine Doctor could produce, but as the building was completed, a fifth lamp appeared.

Alright, the fifth lamp wasn’t much of a shock, but what was certain was that the fifth lamp was different from the previous four.

This fact greatly challenged Tian Yangni’s understanding. Could there really be such a big difference between one form of lighting and another?

It was only after Feng Jun hummed in dissatisfaction that Tian Yangni snapped out of his reverie and immediately answered with a smile, “White paper? Of course not… if not crystal, then it should be a thin sheet of talc. To use white paper would be to make a mockery, wouldn’t it?”

Top-quality Jade has strong translucency and theoretically could be used for windows, but in reality, nobody does this.

Just think about how much effort would be required to grind Jade so thin, and for windows, the Jade sheets couldn’t be too small in size.

So, Tian Yangni’s words were just to be heard and not taken seriously. If Feng Jun really asked him to grind all the Jade sheets, he would probably kneel on the spot.

Feng Jun didn’t really care about his words and just coughed lightly, “Forget the crystal and Huashi sheets, hmm, I’ll procure some clear Colored Glaze. When the time comes, you can cut it and fit it into place.”

Everyone already knew of his extraordinary abilities; clear Colored Glaze did indeed exist in this realm.

Anyway, that evening, in the newly built house, another kind of light shone through, bright yet soft, drawing hundreds of onlookers from afar, their various thoughts bubbling up.

The next day, even more people came upon hearing the news, and by the tenth day when eleven houses were completed, the crowd of onlookers had reached two thousand five hundred.

Being a spectator is human nature, and entertainment activities in this realm are sparse. How could they miss out on such a grand spectacle?

That day, Feng Jun also returned to reality to purchase a considerable amount of glass.

The appearance of smooth and transparent glass caused another wave of exclamations, but the Tian Family members were already accustomed to the awe, and after a brief surprise, they began to cut the glass and install windows.

Meanwhile, the furniture inside the house was also being made energetically, most of it from Jade, though some pieces used rare woods or unusual metals.

While crafting furniture, the Tian Family members started building a wall. The houses only covered an acre, but the enclosing wall spanned thirty acres, also built from Jade—though the Jade used for the wall was of a lower grade.

As they worked with great bustle, the spectators found the scene equally lively. For several days, thousands of people gathered, with villagers nearby getting an idea to sell tea, fruits, and snacks, doing brisk business.

This scene might sound unbelievable, but it was not surprising; in a place of darkness, a spot shining like daylight would not only attract people but even moths would fly towards it.

Then, there were vendors selling alcohol, meat, and storytellers, and even Feifei set up a cigarette stall, selling at a high price the tobacco brought by the Divine Doctor.

How high were the prices? Two silver coins a pack, or for individual purchases, two hundred copper coins each.

Feng Jun, looking at the bustling scene a mile away, was also somewhat astounded, “Have I… created a night market here?”

But this night market was somewhat disorderly. Should he assign a team of urban management officers?

He was pondering this when suddenly, he saw a commotion arising at one spot… it seemed to be where Feifei was selling cigarettes?

(First update, in honor of Yin Meng who sells lollipops, this is the third of Yin Meng’s five updates. Two more to go, and Yin Meng’s debt is paid. This is the fifth consecutive day of added updates, loudly calling for monthly tickets.)