Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1149: Unifying Measurements

Chapter 1149: Chapter 1149: Unifying Measurements

The disappearance in Lexington has not only been continuously reported by Huaxia but has also drawn attention from many countries worldwide.

Finally, another sunken cargo ship was discovered in the shallow waters off Indonesia. Upon receiving the news, Mai Nation’s warships immediately sailed over and cordoned off the area, barring the ships of other nations, including Indonesian naval vessels.

It’s worth noting that this is Indonesia’s exclusive economic zone, yet Mai Nation’s navy has monopolized it.

Amid this global uproar, the "Immortal Gate Celebration" at Luohua Manor officially began.

Feng Jun set a limit for the number of attendees, allowing no more than thirty people to participate. However, three days before the celebration began, the crowd had already exceeded this limit.

It was an unavoidable situation. For example, Luohua had never sent out invitations to Wangwu Dongtian, yet Wangwu sent four uninvited guests, among which was a 90-year-old Elder in the Qi Refining First Layer.

Feng Jun had genuinely not expected that Wangwu would still have Qi Refining practitioners. When he and Little Celestial Master Xiao Tian explored Wangwu Mountain by night, they had only encountered three cultivators in the Mortal Transformation Phase and sensed no Qi Refinement aura at all.

However, this Elder actually had only superficial cultivation. His body was extremely frail, and his aura was chaotic. It was said that he had been disrupted by external enemies during his advancement years ago, severing his path to immortality.

Nevertheless, the Qing Xiaozi from Luofu Mountain disdainfully remarked that this person had merely consumed some unknown Natural Treasures and, relying on Wangwu’s Spirit Gathering Array, barely surged into the Qi Refinement Realm. However, his breakthrough had been forced, severely damaging his foundation.

Alright, as the First Cave Heaven, Wangwu producing even a single Qi Refining practitioner was, at least, not entirely unacceptable.

But this Daoist Master Chen of Fanghu Divine Mountain at Qi Refining Fifth Layer... What was going on?

The Three Mountains of Penglai—Feng Jun had always thought were mere legends—turned out to have genuine legacies passed down. Not only did Fanghu boast a Mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, but even without receiving an invitation, they took the initiative to come.

Feng Jun has a stubborn streak at times. Yet, if others show him respect and have real strength, he knows better than to reject it out of sheer arrogance.

He ultimately assigned a spot to Daoist Master Chen. However, what about Wangwu’s people?

In any case, it was just a mix of complicated matters. Apart from Wangwu and Fanghu, Feng Jun didn’t gain any other surprises.

No matter how many people came, Feng Jun strictly stuck to the thirty-person limit. In the end, even Wudang was allowed only two participants inside the manor; everyone else had to stay outside at the gates.

Feng Jun promptly realized something was amiss and arranged for two rows of modular housing to be built outside the manor, later expanding it to four.

As for the esteemed guests within the manor, none of them stayed in villas. They were housed in the training dormitories of a communications company—yes, the same basic modular housing facilities.

The theoretical capacity of these modular houses was twenty people, two per room, without bathrooms. The living conditions were so basic that there was hardly any feeling of a grand Immortal Gate Celebration.

Yet, don’t scoff. Compared to those staying outside the gate, at least these accommodations were within the manor grounds.

Zhengyang City has five-star hotels, after all. Those who prefer luxury can stay there if they want—Luohua isn’t begging them to attend.

Ten individuals, though, directly stayed in Feng Jun’s living courtyard, as they were staunch allies of Luohua.

These included Guan Shanyue, Tang Wangsun and his daughter Tang Wenji, Dong Zenghong, Feng Tianyang, Qing Xiaozi from Luofu, Elder Guo from Wudang, and Autumn Taoist from Zhongnan.

Kunlun sent two representatives this time: the Grand Elder and Yu Baiyi, but even they had to stay in the basic modular housing.

Finally, the day of the celebration arrived. Early in the morning, Zhang Caixin brought Hua Hua along to pay their respects to the various heroes.

Hua Hua didn’t have an especially deep relationship with Zhang Caixin, but as a member of Luohua, it had to shoulder its role during this influx of Daoist elites.

Daoist Master Chen from Fanghu arrived alone—his branch didn’t have anyone else worth mentioning, not even a Mid-stage Mortal Transformation cultivator. However, as a Mid-stage Qi Refining practitioner, he was lucky enough to stay in the living courtyard.

Seeing Luohua hosting two Qi Refining practitioners, he greeted them courteously, though he silently murmured to himself, "Does Jiuzhou Land even have this many Qi Refining cultivators left?"

But this was just a passing question, as one source suggested that Luohua Manor’s owner seemed to be in the Mortal Ascension Phase.

Regardless of the details, anyone progressing to the Qi Refining stage during this age of dwindling spiritual energy is an extraordinary individual—worth a special trip from him.

After Zhang Caixin made her rounds, it was almost noon. By then, the midsummer heat in Zhengyang City was sweltering.

Feng Jun invited everyone to the villa for lunch. Although it wasn’t the official banquet for the celebration, he still prepared plenty of food—Spirit Rice, Spirit Beast meat, the works—except for Spiritual Wine.

He didn’t hide this fact, saying, "I do have excellent wine—Director Guan, Elder Guo, and Master Feng can all attest—but today’s the celebration, so let’s refrain from having too much during lunch. Tonight, however, I’ll let you drink as much as you want."

Dong Zenghong blended into the crowd and chimed in—clearly playing along, "Mountain Master Feng, the wait until tonight is too long!"

Feng Jun had already made arrangements, responding, "I have quite a few activities lined up. You can take the yacht and cruise the big river to your heart’s content, or stay here to enjoy some tea and play some games. Alternatively, I can share some insights on cultivation in my courtyard."

Everyone present had significant experience. While Feng Tianyang was keen on the yacht outing, most expressed interest in listening to Mountain Master Feng’s cultivation insights.

Feng Jun naturally made a show of modesty, saying that his views were merely personal opinions. He acknowledged his desire to share them but asked for forgiveness for any inaccuracies.

Daoist Master Chen from Fanghu was the most forthright, stating bluntly, "We came seeking knowledge. Fanghu’s inheritance is nearly extinct. Mountain Master Feng, whatever you wish to share, I’m ready to listen attentively."

Feng Jun could discuss many topics, but given that this was merely preliminary communication before the official celebration—a kind of appetizer before the main course—he kept it brief, primarily explaining the foundational stages before Qi Refinement.

A lecture like this would never attract interest on the mobile plane—in the Cultivation World, it certainly wouldn’t matter.

As for the Mortal Realm... Who would dare to teach such things openly?

But on the Earth Plane, everyone listened with relish, especially when Feng Jun argued that the term "Nourishing Qi Phase" was highly inaccurate and suggested calling it the "Mortal Transformation Phase" instead, offering relevant examples to support his claim.

After the brief explanation, a discussion ensued, leading to unanimous agreement: henceforth, the phase would be called the "Mortal Transformation Phase," as it was more appropriate.

In stark contrast, Kunlun’s two Qi Refining practitioners, Yu Baiyi and the Grand Elder, were clearly unimpressed with the term "Mortal Transformation Phase."

While Feng Jun sought to standardize terminology, they could not oppose him. Yu Baiyi dared not speak up, but the Grand Elder voiced his concerns, saying, "This term, Nourishing Qi Phase, has been used for so many years. Changing it so abruptly—how could that be good?"

His point was valid, but Kunlun had no shortage of enemies—and not just one.

Guan Shanyue, a mortal foe of Kunlun, spoke up. Though she had allowed Kunlun into the second trial, it was merely due to external pressures. The forces from Danxia Heaven were too weak, and while they could lean on Luohua Manor, their foundation within Daoist Sects couldn’t measure up to Magu Mountain.

Director Guan emphatically declared, "I think the term Mortal Transformation Phase is more fitting by far!"

The Grand Elder glanced at her, feeling slightly helpless. He thought to himself, "If Luohua weren’t present, would you dare to snarl at me? I’d destroy your sect’s lineage and see if you’d dare spout nonsense then!"

Of course, destroying a lineage was a major taboo and had rarely occurred before. He merely entertained the thought.

Kunlun could have already wiped out Danxia Heaven’s lineage long ago if they had truly desired—it wouldn’t have taken until now.

Next, Dong Zenghong expressed his perspective, saying, "I’ve never understood what the Nourishing Qi Phase feels like, but terms like Mortal Transformation, Path Entry, and Push Open the Immortal Gate—they’ve always existed within my Ghost Valley lineage."

He wasn’t just blindly agreeing with Feng Jun but felt that Daoist Sect development had branched out too much. While each sect emphasized its traditions, certain things needed standardization.

Thus, this celebration later came to be referred to as the "Daoist Sect Standardization Conference Version 1.0."

As they animatedly discussed and debated, Elder Yu and his group watched in astonishment.

Anyone allowed into the manor for the celebration not only had to meet Luohua’s approval but also undergo security checks conducted by Elder Yu. Over time, the guards had stopped deliberately hassling guests vetted by Luohua, but basic screening procedures were still in place. Thus, they all knew these attendees were elite figures from Daoist Sects across Huaxia.

It was evident that Zhang Caixin’s breakthrough this time was vastly different from previous occasions.

However, the attendees were a motley group: men, women, slim, heavyset—elderly individuals like Qing Xiaozi who appeared to be on death’s door, maternal figures like Guan Shanyue, enlightened ascetics like Autumn Taoist, and edgy personalities like Tang Wenji.

Such a gathering of people chattered away in incomprehensible terms, often escalating into intense disputes. Elder Yu’s team could only observe the bizarre scene, unable to interject.

Not understanding didn’t mean they could leave. In fact, they kept straining to listen closely—even discreetly turning on their phone recorders—hoping to consult and decipher later whether Luohua’s cultivation methods were genuine or merely a way to fool people.

But the lecture didn’t last all afternoon. Around 5:30 PM, Feng Jun stood up and announced, "Alright, everyone, let’s head over to my living courtyard. It’s time for the main event."

The real celebration couldn’t possibly be held in the villa—that would lack formality. The living courtyard was better suited for creating an atmosphere of grandeur. Li Shishi and the others probably had things ready there by now.

The crowd rose and departed, while Elder Yu and his team could do nothing but watch. They weren’t allowed to wander freely around the manor.

Elder Yu’s secretary sighed quietly, "These people are really exclusive."

The attending physician muttered softly, "Different circles—they don’t want us intruding."

Elder Yu glanced sideways at his granddaughter, trying to hint at her to follow and listen in. However, seeing her vacant expression, he silently sighed: Little Qingzhu, if you don’t learn to seize opportunities, you really won’t succeed.

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