Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1119: Nangong Youjiu Admits Defeat

Chapter 1119: Chapter 1119: Nangong Youjiu Admits Defeat

Feng Jun, hearing this, immediately felt relieved. With this Big Boss stepping in, what could go wrong?

Nangong Youjiu was almost going crazy. Today, he was intent on making Feng Jun lose face—what rubbish about only Intermediate Level Cultivators being invited in? Well, I’m coming in today, try and bite me if you dare!

He still remembered the direction to Feng Jun’s courtyard and swiftly flew straight towards it.

Not only was he incredibly fast, his vision was also exceptionally sharp. From a distance, he could vaguely see that someone in the backyard was meditating, and Feng Jun was standing there with his hand on a Female Attendant’s head.

Damn it... Seeing this, Nangong Youjiu realized that his outburst must have caused trouble, but then he thought: To hell with it, when I was nice to you, you didn’t appreciate it, so what if I screw you over once?

Just then, a Divine Sense confronted him: Step back. Do you not know that this is a place where only Intermediate Level Cultivators invited may enter?

Nangong Youjiu’s heart leaped, knowing that this was a Cultivator with a Cultivation Level not weaker than his own.

But what of it? He had already inquired about Feng Jun’s situation during his last visit and knew that Mount Zhige had only one Intermediate Level Cultivator, as well as an Initial Stage servant.

So he boldly declared, "This is a personal grudge between Feng Jun and me. Irrelevant people quickly step aside, otherwise don’t blame me for not showing any courtesy."

"Oh, what courage," the air in front of him twisted as a female in green clothes appeared before him, a transparent large hand emerged from the air and reached towards him, "You dare to speak so boldly in front of me?"

"This is..." Nangong Youjiu was petrified, and as an expert could tell at a glance, he hurriedly spoke out, "My apologies, Master, this is a misunderstanding."

However, unfortunately, Master Sumiao did not want others to know she had come to Zhige, so as she acted, she shielded the surrounding air waves. Although his shouts made it out, they did not travel far.

Then he felt a tightening sensation, as the invisible large hand firmly grasped him.

At that moment, Nangong Youjiu finally realized that the person in front of him was using something similar to the Taiqing Sect’s "Thousand Illusion Icy Cloud Hand". He spoke again, "The elder of the Nangong Family has always been on good terms with the Taiqing, but I am not aware of such a connection between Mountain Master Feng’s Sect and them.

It turns out that even now, he has not realized that he has encountered a high-ranked figure of Taiqing, and still thinks the Master in front of him is Feng Jun’s senior. Therefore, out of necessity, he had to pull out his family’s elder, as well as the affinity between the Nangong Family and the Taiqing Sect.

The woman in green, without saying much, after capturing him, descended to the ground and walked straight towards the simple residence.

Upon reaching the outer perimeter of the fence wall, the woman threw him to the ground, saying disgustedly, "You can try to escape; I assure you won’t get a second chance."

Nangong Youjiu’s Cultivation Level was restricted, and he hit the ground with a roll before sitting up.

Naturally, he wouldn’t flee. When he was captured, he wasn’t killed immediately because the other party didn’t want to bully the weak. If he tried to escape, that would be disrespectful to the Master, and getting killed would leave him with nowhere to seek justice.

He simply stated in a deep voice, "I had no intention of offending the Master; it’s just that Feng Jun was too oppressive, and I wanted to make him understand that the Nangong Family cannot be insulted."

The woman in green looked at him impatiently, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "If you mention the word ’Master’ one more time, even if that son of a bitch Nangong kitten confronts me to my face, I’ll kill you just the same!"

Nangong Youjiu was livid, as this was the first time he had heard someone refer to his family’s elder as a kitten, when it was supposed to be Nangong the Fierce Lion. However, since the other person was a Master, there was no point in climbing up a pole to seek death, right?

So he scoffed, "May I know how to address you, honorable... superior one?"

The woman in green gave him a cold glance, "Your Nangong Family has such a good relationship with Taiqing, yet you don’t recognize who I am?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Youjiu stood up so suddenly, retreating a few steps backward before speaking incredulously, "You are, you are... that esteemed figure from Zixia Peak?"

Master Sumiao’s abode was located at Taiqing Zixia Peak; she was also regarded as the Mountain Master of Zixia Peak.

The woman in green glanced at him, "Weren’t you going to disrespect me? Come on, try disrespecting me!"

"How could I know your esteemed presence was here?" Nangong Youjiu could only force a bitter smile, "If I had known you were here, even with ten times the courage, I wouldn’t dare to intrude."

The woman in green—actually Kong Zi Yi—furrowed her brows, "So you mean to say that if I weren’t here, you could blatantly violate Mountain Master Feng’s rules? Is being such a market rascal really appropriate?"

"Listen to me, it’s not being a market rascal," Nangong Youjiu earnestly retorted, "You can only blame him for not being strong enough to set rules as he pleases. Isn’t that absurd? Since he doesn’t respect the Nangong Family, can’t I weigh his worth?"

Kong Zi Yi, who had earlier borrowed her grandmother’s power, was from birth entangled with a curse, that had largely prevented her from wandering outside. Despite now being at the fourth level of Cultivation, she still had an innocent heart.

She did not like the perspective of the law of the jungle, and could not help but smile coldly, "You speak as if your strength is so formidable. Yet the moment you intrude, you encounter someone stronger... I can’t be bothered anymore, just prepare to ’accept the consequences’."

Nangong Youjiu became anxious, "Supreme, you must see, my situation is different,"

Kong Ziyi gave him a cold glance, "What’s different? Because your Nangong Family has an old ancestor? That little kitty... Do you think he’s someone I need to care about?"

Nangong Youjiu was at a loss for words. Usually, a Golden Core Family was indeed the pinnacle clan of this realm. He was accustomed to looking down on others from a higher stance, but he had forgotten that there were those who could look down on the Nangong Family in the same way.

In fact, it wasn’t really his fault. It was his position that caused the change in his perspective. Doing business in Tiantong, he was constantly welcoming and bidding farewell to big shots. Still... would a real high-rank Golden Core master bother to deal with him?

President Jiang, responsible for the liaison with Yinsha, could at most get in touch with some detached High-Rank individuals of Yinsha Sect. If the Golden Core Masters of the sect had minor issues, they would have their subordinates handle them, and for major issues, they would directly seek out the Golden Cores of Tiantong.

Therefore, the people Nangong Youjiu came in contact with weren’t exactly placed to look down upon him, and those who could look down upon him, he couldn’t even make contact with.

However, he did not come to realize this clearly. Over time, he developed a delusion: My Nangong Family is really awesome, hardly anyone dares to disrespect us.

Now Master Sumiao’s strength slapped him in the face, he finally had a firsthand experience: Turns out, the Nangong Family’s name isn’t that impressive after all.

At this moment, Nangong Youjiu dared not show any more displeasure, but instead, clasped his hands respectfully and said, "Supreme is right in her lesson, Nangong Youjiu has recognized his mistake."

"You don’t need to tell me," Kong Ziyi waved her hand impatiently, then pointed behind him, "Tell him."

It turned out Feng Jun had already walked up not far behind him.

Before Nangong Youjiu could speak, Feng Jun had already asked, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, your last visit wasn’t bad, but this time... have you forgotten the rules of Mount Zhige?"

I came here to trample on your Zhige’s rules, Nangong Youjiu silently cursed in his heart, yet his face remained expressionless, "I did request an audience according to the rules. It’s just that you, my friend, were too busy, and I was impetuous in an urgent situation."

Feng Jun looked at him and asked with an unreadable expression, "An urgency justifies breaking the rules? I refused you; I surely had my reasons. You saw yourself, one of my Female Attendants was in the midst of advancing her level, and she was nearly driven to cultivation deviation because of you."

It’s just a Female Attendant, Nangong Youjiu sneered internally, but his face showed a hint of apology, "I am truly sorry for that. I can compensate her with Spirit Stones. Would a hundred Spirit Stones be enough?"

These hundred Spirit Stones were not meant as an insult. He was indirectly hinting to the other party... your Female Attendant, she’s merely at the Mortal Shedding stage.

For the advancement of a Mortal Shedding individual, you refused my visit as an Intermediate Level Cultivator— who is the one being unreasonable here?

However, Feng Jun simply laughed it off, "Disregarding my rules, barging into my home, and now a compensation of a hundred Spirit Stones... Are you trying to make a joke at my expense? If this gets out, how am I to face others? I’m curious, where does Fellow Daoist Nangong’s home reside?"

Although Nangong wanted to keep a low profile, he truly had the capital not to. Hearing the words, he smiled, "I reside on Nanli Island, living with the old ancestor. If Mountain Master Feng also wants to barge in for a look, you are most welcome to try."

"Oh," Feng Jun nodded, pondering as he asked, "If I barge in and get captured by your old ancestor, that wouldn’t be good, would it?"

"It would be more than just not good," Nangong Youjiu smiled disdainfully. He was about to boast, but he suddenly realized how unfavorable this hypothetical situation was for him, so he vaguely answered, "In any case... anyone who intrudes will regret it."

"Oh," Feng Jun nodded again, "That’s right. I also intend to make you regret a bit. Do you... mind?"

Nangong Youjiu really wanted to say he did mind, but catching a glimpse of the lady in green, he dared not speak so freely, and could only force a bitter smile, "Actually, with our status, if the issue can be resolved with Spirit Stones... why make things so stiff?"

Feng Jun did not retort with something like "If I were captured by your old ancestor, could it also be resolved with Spirit Stones?" because he found such verbal sparring utterly meaningless.

So he asked very straightforwardly, "Then Fellow Daoist Nangong, how much do you think you are worth in Spirit Stones?"

Nangong Youjiu’s face darkened again, What the hell, who asks like that?

He wanted to pay less, but tying it to his worth meant it couldn’t be low. He felt even offering one hundred thousand Spirit Stones would be too shameful, but... if he had to pay that out, he’d surely be hopping mad.

After hesitating momentarily, he spoke, "Mountain Master Feng, I truly have an urgent matter to discuss with you."

Feng Jun merely laughed it off without responding, the implication clear: That’s no excuse for breaking my rules.

It was at this point that Kong Ziyi suddenly spoke up, "Mountain Master Feng, I recall you still need some experimental materials."

"Experimental materials, that’s easy to handle," Nangong Youjiu patted his chest, "Leave it to me!"

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