Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1135: Mobilize Once Again

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: Mobilize Once Again

As Shen Qingyi gradually learned more about Feng Jun, she had long abandoned the thought of competing with him. His strength was truly beyond imagination, and she couldn’t even fathom what other hidden cards he might have—this flying artifact was something she’d never seen before.

Nevertheless, she mustered her courage to speak, "It’s certainly no problem for me to make a trip on behalf of Mountain Master Feng, but I’d also like to ask how the restoration of Kunlun’s Ascension Mirror is coming along?"

"Almost completed," Feng Jun replied casually, "It’ll probably take another month or so, and then you can see it."

With this hope dangling before her, Shen Qingyi worked exceptionally hard. That very night, she conducted four round trips to the manor with Sister Hong and Hao Fengjing, transporting nearly ten thousand tons of wheat.

She continued this work for five consecutive nights, moving fifty thousand tons of wheat into Luohua.

On the sixth day at noon, the energy within the manor fluctuated—a sign that Gu Jiahui had finally advanced to the sixth layer of the Mortal Transformation Realm.

She had already shown signs of advancement more than ten days ago, but her eagerness had ironically delayed her breakthrough. She was about to handle some school transfer paperwork at Peking University soon, with the Gu Family putting constant pressure on her. However, she insisted on advancing one more level before leaving.

Today, her dream finally came true. She couldn’t help but burst into tears of joy. To be honest, the dual breakthrough by Teacher Mei and Sister Hong had placed quite a bit of pressure on her—after all, Feng Jun had openly stated that her talent ranked only second to Zhang Caixin.

Since this breakthrough had simmered for long enough, she stabilized her realm within just one afternoon and hosted a celebration dinner that evening to mark her advancement.

Elder Yu, who had been loafing around the manor, couldn’t help but complain, "Every day, it’s celebrating this advancement and celebrating that advancement—is advancing really this easy?"

Everyone was aware of his grumpiness, so no one paid him any attention except Zhang Caixin, who shot him a glaring look and huffed indignantly—advance easily? Why don’t you try breaking into the Qi Refinement Realm yourself?

But with Elder Yu’s shamelessness, how could he possibly care about her glare? In fact, his purpose in speaking was merely to segue into another topic. "Master Feng, what can I do to persuade you to let me cultivate?"

Feng Jun glanced at him indifferently; even he felt powerless against Elder Yu’s brazenness.

So, Feng Jun responded straightforwardly, "Given your age, cultivation is already impossible. Once you begin, it would place an enormous strain on your body, potentially leading to instant death... Enjoying the remainder of your life peacefully is the most appropriate thing for you to do."

Elder Yu wasn’t surprised by this answer. After being rejected, he casually pointed to Yu Qingzhu. "My granddaughter’s age is certainly suitable. She’s about the same age as Xiao Li and her birthday is even a little later... Xiao Li just entered the realm not long ago, isn’t that right?"

Sure enough, living in a shared space meant that news was inevitably hard to contain.

Feng Jun gave him a glance but didn’t bother responding, instead turning his head toward Gu Jiahui directly. "When are you planning to head back to Beijing?"

"Tomorrow," Gu Jiahui replied with a smile. "I plan to stay in the capital for five days, handle everything, and come back to focus on cultivation."

Yang Yuxin also chimed in, saying that she would accompany her daughter to Beijing. "If I don’t go with her, who knows if my brother-in-law will even let her leave? At least with me around, there’ll be someone to help speak up for Xiao Hui."

Gu Jiahui cast a playful wink at her mother before turning toward Feng Jun and teasingly asked, "Master, can you send us to the capital?"

Before Feng Jun could reply, Elder Yu instinctively blurted out, "No!"

Realizing what he’d just said, Elder Yu then explained, "If the master were to approach the capital, it might stir up unnecessary trouble. Honestly, staying in Zhengyang works perfectly. Why make the trip to Beijing? Others can pretend you don’t exist."

Feng Jun froze momentarily upon hearing this, then chuckled and nodded. "True enough. I’m not interfering with anyone’s affairs while staying here. But if I go to Beijing, some people wouldn’t be able to feign ignorance—they’d have to report upward, or it would constitute negligence."

Elder Yu cast him an approving look and remarked with a smile, "Even as someone outside the system, you still understand these things quite well."

Feng Jun snorted in irritation. "I’d happily remain ignorant, but being clueless just results in losses."

Gu Jiahui glanced at the old man with frustration. She understood why Feng Jun couldn’t go to Beijing but couldn’t help feeling that Elder Yu was being meddlesome.

Elder Yu originally wanted to leverage his seniority to discuss cultivation opportunities for his granddaughter with Feng Jun, but seeing the growing annoyance, he lost his enthusiasm and silently griped to himself: Am I really the child from ’The Emperor’s New Clothes,’ speaking truths only to be seen as wrong?

After breakfast the next day, Yang Yuxin accompanied Gu Jiahui to the Zhengyang train station, where she boarded a train bound for Beijing.

Although Gu Jiahui had left, Sister Hong was significantly impacted by the event. She was reluctant to go transport more grain, feeling that Shen Qingyi and Hao Fengjing could handle things just fine on their own.

Teacher Mei wouldn’t accept such an excuse. "Oh? You’re thinking of skipping out on transporting because of Gu Jiahui advancing, all so you can spend extra time cultivating? Listen, I’m eager to cultivate too, but if you refuse to come with me, don’t expect me to remember to invite you the next time there’s a good opportunity."

Sister Hong, feeling threatened, had no choice but to relent. She still needed Teacher Mei to "carry" her in the alternate plane for cultivation.

While the two were haggling, they didn’t notice that Zhang Caixin, after taking a phone call, had hurriedly rushed out.

Currently, around the outskirts of Luohua Manor, several construction crews were hard at work, with workers of varying quality.

But no worker dared provoke anyone coming out of the manor; someone had tried before and paid a heavy price.

That incident involved Li Shishi’s female friend, who had made a trip to visit her at the manor. Not daring to invite her friend inside, Li Shishi drove an all-terrain vehicle packed with snacks and tea out to the gate and chatted with her until dusk.

Initially, Li Shishi considered asking for leave to take her friend into the city for a feast, but her friend thoughtfully declined. "No need this time," she said, "You can visit me in the city when you’re free."

While navigating her vehicle through the construction site—full of pits and scattered materials—Li Shishi encountered excavators blocking her path.

Only a few hundred meters of road remained, so her friend chose to walk the final stretch on her own. However, near the edge of the construction site, two drunken men dragged her into a corner.

But the next moment, four or five burly men rushed at them—they were not from Luohua Manor but Elder Yu’s people.

What a joke! How could someone like Elder Yu, a big boss, tolerate criminal behavior near him? The pressure was highest on the workers at Yang Yuxin’s construction site—they had to be strictly controlled.

In a deliberate show of force, the burly men broke the two drunkards’ limbs before summoning construction personnel to ascertain their identities.

It turned out these weren’t employees of any construction company but rather local idlers hired by the company to act as muscle, responding to disruptions from the village residents.

While Yang Yuxin held considerable influence, local construction couldn’t fully rely on official channels. For one, this wasn’t her territory, and stepping too far might offend local authorities. Secondly, such methods would involve higher costs and complex favors.

Hiring a few locals for petty tasks was simpler and cheaper.

The two troublemakers, after their limbs were broken, were later arrested by the police. Of course, those who beat them up remained unharmed—some even held licenses to kill.

This incident further ingrained an understanding among other construction companies of just how formidable Luohua Manor was. Despite Zhang Caixin’s youth and beauty, no one dared act brazenly around her.

When she returned, three hours had passed.

That night, Shen Qingyi continued grain transport with Sister Hong and Hao Fengjing. Then, at ten o’clock, Zhang Caixin approached Feng Jun directly. "Kevin Company delivered today—two thousand units first, with three thousand more later."

Feng Jun wasn’t surprised. The Kevin Company was known for making grand promises only to scale back during execution. Last time, they insisted on delivering partial batches; this time was no different.

Feng Jun didn’t like this style of operation, but he could empathize with the pressure they faced. As long as they weren’t pushing for unreasonable demands, he didn’t mind accommodating—helping others also helps oneself.

Then, a thought struck him. "So... besides Hua Hua, who else do you plan to bring?"

Hua Hua could wield the Time Shuttle and handle the Storage Bag, but it wouldn’t be suitable for Zhang Caixin to manage such large shipments of lithium batteries alone at night, especially with transactions involving funds.

Zhang Caixin frowned slightly. "If we bring people, at least two will be necessary, plus Hua Hua... With my sister and Mei Jin gone, the manor will feel emptier. Why don’t you come along? What do you think?"

Feng Jun considered the idea and agreed; even as strong as he was, he remained just one person and didn’t know any cloning techniques. Leaving the three behind to guard made sense.

Once decided, Feng Jun stored his mobile phone in the Storage Bag, released the Time Shuttle, and flew off into the night with Zhang Caixin.

Beyond the manor, there were inevitably gasps and groans. "Holy crap, there goes his phone signal again..."

This time, the transaction went smoothly. The other party didn’t bat an eye at Zhang Caixin arriving with just one companion—how the previous batch of lithium batteries was transported remained a mystery to them.

Despite Zhang Caixin’s companion’s appearance suggesting he was a kept man, the Kevin Company’s people didn’t dare show any disrespect.

As for payment, Feng Jun had already prepared a cargo truck, with four hundred million in cash neatly stacked inside.

Once the funds were counted, the Kevin Company’s personnel promptly departed. Feng Jun secured the lithium batteries, prepared to leave via the Time Shuttle, when Zhang Caixin stopped him. "Won’t there be police investigating gutter oil tomorrow? You’re just going to leave like that?"

Feng Jun recalled the previous incident but grinned. "But this time, I didn’t bring a bus... Oh, wait, I forgot—I’ve got a small courtyard where we can rest."

Finding a clearing in a nearby grove, Feng Jun released the courtyard within the depths of the woods.

Upon entering, Zhang Caixin was instantly astonished by the Spiritual Energy inside. "You can cultivate here?"

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