Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1074: Shen Qingyi’s Confusion

Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074: Shen Qingyi’s Confusion

Shen Qingyi stood beside the Lingzhi Formation, idly watching Hua Hua scold a little crow.

She was only allowed to cultivate in the Spirit Gathering Array in the Bamboo Forest for eight hours a day, as decreed by Feng Jun, and she did not object—although her cultivation time was much shorter than others, her conditions here were still much better than those back in Kunlun.

Shen Qingyi disliked fragmented cultivation; she preferred uninterrupted sessions that lasted at least twelve hours when she did cultivate.

She liked to accumulate more cultivation time, so recently, she found herself quite idle.

Suddenly, she sensed something was amiss, abruptly turned her head to look, and noticed a newly erected simple house; her brows slightly furrowed as she reached for the walkie-talkie, "What’s going on with the new house...?"

"It’s nothing," Feng Jun’s voice came through the walkie-talkie, followed by a light grunt, "Secretary Xiao Shen, come over here."

Shen Qingyi harbored no resistance to him calling her Secretary Xiao Shen, as she knew that Luohua was closely watched by many—no need to say more, monitoring the walkie-talkie signals was constant, so it was best to simplify the name.

She understood Luohua’s predicament very well—similar incidents were not new in Kunlun; she was used to it.

After all, for such a transcendent person to call her, a Qi Refining Initial Stage practitioner, Secretary Xiao Shen, wasn’t it quite normal?

In the Earth Realm, Qi Refining Practitioners were called Great Cultivators, and Shen Qingyi once thought she could be considered one. But after seeing a real transcendent practitioner, she realized how insignificant the Qi Refining Stage really was.

When she arrived at the new house, she was startled: Here were one, two, three, four... five Qi Refining Practitioners?

Since when were Qi Refining Practitioners so common in Huaxia?

Most of the people sent by Huang Fu Flawless this time were at the Qi Refining Initial Stage, not many were High-Rank Martial Masters, because the death of that martial expert last time taught her a truth: in the Cultivation World, for matters of importance, it’s still better to choose cultivators.

Still, it was necessary to choose some High-Rank Martial Masters, firstly because they were suitable for some occasions, and secondly, because they were cost-effective and could be used for a long time.

The five Qi Refining Practitioners noticed Shen Qingyi too, but nobody spoke, they just stood obediently in front of Feng Jun.

Feng Jun signaled her to walk farther away, then started speaking in a strange dialect with those Qi Refining Practitioners... and two Martial Masters.

After a while, he took out the walkie-talkie and made another call; soon, Yang Yuxin came driving an electric car.

Feng Jun talked with Yang Yuxin for a while, then asked her to look after those four experts—her task was to inform the experts that these seven were the trainees, get them acquainted with each other but not ask about other matters.

He then walked towards Shen Qingyi, "Keep a closer watch on this place recently. If someone crosses that white line, you handle it. If someone tries to enter, you may also intervene after warning them. If you feel you are not a match, call for backup."

Shen Qingyi was not a woman who liked to talk, but at that moment, she couldn’t help but ask, "May I ask, Lord Feng, which Daoist Sects do these five belong to?"

Feng Jun gave her a deep look, "I won’t tell you which Daoist Sects they belong to, nor will I tell them that you are from Kunlun... understood?"

What’s not to understand? Shen Qingyi understood immediately, even feeling a bit of gratitude.

Such Daoist Sects, intent on seizing Kunlun’s foundations, were very likely—the mere presence of these five Qi Refining Initial Stage practitioners alone could probably inflict heavy losses on Kunlun, not to mention there might be even higher-ranking practitioners behind them.

Were there higher-ranking practitioners? There should be... at least when those five looked at her, their eyes held nothing but indifference.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi felt somewhat relieved. It was lucky that a transcendent figure like Feng Jun was presiding; otherwise, if such a power set their sights on her home, Kunlun might have to go into seclusion again.

That’s why having connections is quite comforting...

So she nodded silently, "Okay, I understand. May I take direct action?"

Feng Jun nodded, "I didn’t ask you to talk to them. Just make a gesture and then take action. I will bear the consequences."

His reply was full of overwhelming authority, leaving Shen Qingyi somewhat startled, and then she asked quietly, "Do they... not have a transcendent figure?"

"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled. He could tell from her tone that this was not an attempt to probe but concern for her own safety. Unfortunately, Shen Qingyi was not good at hiding her emotions, so he assured, "As long as I am alive, it is my concern."

This statement was somewhat ambiguous, but he didn’t care; it was his concern after all, and those people might not only have transcendent but also Golden Core stage practitioners behind them, could he really admit that?

Shen Qingyi’s expression was hidden behind a green veil, unseeable, but she nodded slightly, "Okay, I understand..."

The seven people from Tiantong, particularly warned by Huang Fu Flawless, were dumbstruck upon arrival: this place... seemed not quite right.

When they saw Shen Qingyi, they became even more certain that Mountain Master Feng had changed the location. Last time, there was only a Qi Refining Butterfly, but this time it involved human practitioners—even if just at the Qi Refining Initial Stage, it was clear that there was a powerful backing behind the Mountain Master.

After Yang Yuxin made arrangements for the experts, she left, and in the following days, the residents of the manor took turns going out—everyone had received quite a bit of Spirit Beast Meat, and naturally wanted to take it back for their families.

Even Gazi requested a rotation break; Feng Jun, thinking about his mother’s recent poor health, simply gave him another Foundation Establishment Pill.

However, Gazi declined and said with embarrassment, "During my cultivation, I had already saved a Foundation Establishment Pill. I plan to take it back and secretly put it in the soup for them to drink."

Feng Jun directly threw one to him, "If I give it to you, just take it. Don’t skim on your own cultivation resources in the future. I am still counting on you to help me after you advance through martial enlightenment."

The day after Gazi left, a small incident occurred at the training site: A Qi Refining Second Layer cultivator was pacing near the white line, looking like he was about to leave.

Gao Qiang rushed over and frowned at him, while not far behind him, Shen Qingyi’s hand also rested on the hilt of her sword.

The two pointed and gestured for a long time until Gao Qiang finally understood that this person wanted to see Elder Feng.

Feng Jun arrived quickly. After understanding the situation, his face darkened—someone had broken the rules.

The one who broke the rules was not someone from the mobile phone realm, but one of the two young experts. He had cursed someone out loud for being stupid, "You aren’t from that idiotic place, are you?"

In various training processes, such situations were not uncommon; trainers, leading their tasks, were quite harsh to students. Smart students were somewhat okay, but the trainers really wanted to hit the dumber ones.

The likelihood of hitting someone was small, but scolding was really common.

The one being scolded straightened up and sternly admonished the teacher, "You shouldn’t inquire about my location, that’s the wrong operation!"

The young teacher, frustrated, retorted, "Oh, can speak sharply now, can you? Are you really from that damn place? Dumb as hell!"

The scolded one didn’t respond, instead, he turned around and reported to Feng Jun—he had heard that there were rewards for reporting.

After hearing the report, Feng Jun glanced at him, "All true... isn’t it? Hmm?"

The last "Hmm" was fierce, indicating his mood at the moment.

"No mistake," the person nodded without hesitation, straightforwardly saying, "You can Soul Search first. If I’m right, just give the subsidy to my family."

"Hmm?" Feng Jun’s brow furrowed slightly as he touched his chin, "Such a straightforward person is rare to see... Have the cultivators nowadays really fallen on such hard times?"

The person gave a wry smile, "Maybe... my situation is a bit special, don’t laugh at me, it’s quite tight."

"Everyone thinks their situation is special," Feng Jun commented expressionlessly, but then he stated, "Soul Searching is something I generally don’t do."

Then he let the person identify, and directly dragged out the young expert.

Rarely, the expert was neither servile nor overbearing, and looked at him as if nothing had happened.

Feng Jun spoke solemnly in Mandarin, "Did you insinuate something about his background? Especially after it was clear that what you did was inappropriate?"

"Yes, he is too stupid," the young expert answered boldly, his face wearing a cold smile, "If this counts as a violation, I don’t want my fee. Just let me go home... There’s no tea to drink, not even a flushing toilet, I don’t want to stay in this crappy place."

The conditions were a bit tough, with dry toilets and meals delivered by others, but it’s not that there was no tea to drink, just not the Kung Fu Tea—only large cups of brewed green tea and flower tea were available.

The younger generation nowadays... really lacks a bit in the spirit of enduring hardships.

Feng Jun really disdains such people. Why did Merrick defeat Britain and become the world’s supreme power? It is said to be because they took advantage of two world wars and won by lying down.

This is correct, but also not. If you could win just by lying down, then India would be the supreme power of the universe by now.

Lying down to win is a matter of opportunity; the key is you must have the strength yourself. Merrick’s economy had already been the world’s number one.

Why were they able to become number one? Because at that time, the lower classes in Merrick truly worked themselves to death.

If anyone has seen "Modern Times", they would remember the scene where a worker dozes off on the assembly line and gets caught in the gears, sleeping in the gears while still holding a wrench, mechanically and subconsciously tightening screws.

This is just an example, not a sole proof. Photos of construction workers sitting on the arm of a crane, eating their brought lunch, aren’t that rare, right?

In those times, Merrick, like Huaxia today, accumulated their wealth through generations of blood and sweat.

Nowadays in Merrick, everyone is playing with finance, and the way workers hang about at work need not be reiterated, it’s not competitive anymore, you still want to maintain a dominant position... it would certainly be difficult.

Huaxia is facing the same issue, the generations of the sixties, seventies, and eighties worked desperately to create a prosperous Huaxia but they also gave rise to the so-called "Zen youth" of the nineties and two thousands, also known as Nine Thousand Years Old.

Note: This isn’t a sweeping generalization, just an explanation of some conditions, those setting the pace can leave now...

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