Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1160: Dare to Resist? (2nd Update)

Chapter 1160: Chapter 1160: Dare to Resist? (2nd Update)

Feng Jun’s attitude was quite harsh, but the three masters really had no way to argue.

Masters in the Dust-Cleansing Realm had their pride—let alone a master, even cultivators in the Qi Refinement Realm disliked being watched by others.

Huang Fu Wuxia smiled slightly but said nothing, while Bai Li shangren could only let out a dry laugh.

As for Nangong Youjiu, he had no choice but to brace himself and speak, "May I ask, Mountain Master Feng, what happened to Master Fu?"

"Using him for the test, of course," Feng Jun glanced at him with a puzzled expression, as if to say: How could you ask such a naive question? "Didn’t we already agree on this? Or are you... questioning me?"

Nangong Youjiu couldn’t help but shiver. Damn, this test really is life-threatening.

However, at this moment, he had to stand his ground—if no one speaks up now, who will stand up for me when it’s my turn in the future? "Has the testing already begun? Why was I not informed?"

Just as he finished speaking, Master Fu opened his eyes. His irises rotated for half a second as they adjusted their focus, then he closed them again. His body, however, sat upright, and without saying a word, he began meditating to recover his energy.

Feng Jun swiped across his mobile phone and saw that this guy’s life value was now 26%.

In other words, there’s a high probability of waking up once life value exceeds one-fourth.

Only then did he look at Nangong Youjiu and speak calmly, "Since you’ve come, you’re test material. Am I obligated to inform you beforehand when I take action? If you’re unwilling, you’re free to leave... I have no problem with that."

These words were truly suffocating. Nangong Youjiu’s mouth twitched—you might not care, but would those two Golden Core Masters agree?

Still, he felt this wasn’t the right way to handle it. Thinking back to yesterday, Master Fu had been lamenting to him about how he hadn’t known when the test would start, so he felt he should fight for better treatment. "But at least you could inform us in advance."

"Hah," Feng Jun let out a cold laugh. "Inform you in advance? So you’d be prepared, and the test results would be inaccurate... would you explain that to the masters?"

Nangong Youjiu was rendered speechless—he really had no counterargument. This time, as the one at fault, he’d been forced by his clan to serve as a test subject, but he had also brought along some life-saving tools.

If those tools influenced the test—and he felt the chances of that were quite high—such influences might lead to dissatisfaction from Ji Buseng or Sumiao, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this realization, he began to sweat profusely—he had seriously underestimated the importance of this test. It was far more dangerous than he’d expected.

In fact, Feng Jun’s choice of Master Fu for the test, rather than Nangong Youjiu, was also deliberate.

Golden Core Masters possessed too many methods; Feng Jun didn’t want his privacy revealed. Thus, choosing Master Fu made sense.

At this moment, Master Fu let out a weak grunt and finally spoke feebly, "Did you really have to ambush me, Mountain Master Feng?"

"Ambush?" Feng Jun snorted disdainfully. "Even without ambushing, you still wouldn’t have been a match for me. Believe it or not?"

Master Fu felt somewhat indignant deep down, but this wasn’t a matter of his pride—he simply couldn’t withstand a Golden Core Master’s wrath, nor could his clan endure the fallout.

Though he’d love to challenge Feng Jun one-on-one, could he dare? This wasn’t the time for such thoughts.

But on second thought, he still felt some discontent. "Mountain Master Feng, why wasn’t Master Yang chosen as the test subject instead?"

Master Fu believed he had remained quite courteous and accommodating toward Feng Jun, demonstrating significant sincerity.

Although the Fu Family’s earlier competition for combat cultivator spoils had caused some deaths and injuries, they had actively compensated for the damages, and the matter had long since been settled—events like this were commonplace in the Cultivation World. Those factions that only knew how to bicker endlessly wouldn’t last long.

Meanwhile, Master Yang was different. He was universally regarded as cannon fodder. After arriving at Mount Zhige, he showed no respect toward Mountain Master Feng, instead behaving independently, as if declaring, "Since I’m here, I’m prepared to never return."

In any case, if you’re going to take action, shouldn’t you target Master Yang first?

These words greatly displeased Huang Fu Wuxia, as the Huang Fu Family and the Nangong Family had been longstanding rivals. The Fu Family, as one of Nangong’s affiliated clans, was infamous and had often clashed with families allied to Huang Fu.

Thus, she let out a cold laugh. "According to your reasoning, if Master Yang doesn’t return, does that mean Mountain Master Feng won’t need to conduct any tests?"

Seeing her speak, Nangong Youjiu stepped forward to confront her—it was only proper for soldiers to oppose soldiers, generals to face generals. "Master Huang Fu, you must be joking. Master Yang frequently comes and goes; he hasn’t forgotten his agreement."

Huang Fu Wuxia raised her eyebrows at his words, ready to respond, but Feng Jun had already interjected. Smiling, he spoke, "This test’s risk level is low, so I chose Master Fu... And now it seems I’m at fault for that?"

At his words, Master Fu and Nangong Youjiu fell silent—there was no way to respond.

If this was a low-risk test, then what would a high-risk test look like?

Still, the two more or less understood. In this cultivation-oriented world, tests were hardly uncommon. Whenever cultivators had unusual ideas, they sought ways to verify them in hopes of benefiting their cultivation practices.

To put it bluntly, there was a fundamental divide between the immortal and the mortal. Once cultivators had certain notions, they often needed human subjects for experiments. More often than not, commoners served as the best test material.

Of course, test materials couldn’t simply be squandered, so cultivators maintained a careful balance—though mortals and immortals differed, oversight was necessary to avoid devolving into evil cultivation practices.

Precisely because this balance was well-maintained, cultivators knew how to define test dangers appropriately.

Thus, Feng Jun’s meaning was crystal clear—he deemed this test not too dangerous, which is why he chose Master Fu.

To claim there was no risk at all would be false, but the results clearly showed the danger wasn’t significant—Master Fu had fainted but quickly regained consciousness.

Nangong Youjiu wanted to refute this but ultimately lacked the courage.

Master Fu, however, was straightforward. Though his energy was still weak, he asked directly, "So for more dangerous tests in the future, will they be assigned to Master Yang?"

"I’m not sure why you’d have such a misconception," Feng Jun said, waving his hand with a righteous air. "If it’s experimentation, risks must be evenly distributed. All I can say is that I might consider tilting things slightly."

His words adhered to the logic of daily politics in the Earth Realm—what one might call politically correct while also earning some goodwill.

Put simply, it was akin to Earth Realm’s principle of giving priority under equal circumstances.

Nangong Youjiu and Master Fu both nodded slightly upon hearing this; they were well aware of the underlying subtleties.

A slight tilt was one tilt; two tilts were also tilts—in the end, it depended on whether he wanted to make things difficult.

Feng Jun didn’t give them much time to ponder. Seeing that Master Fu had begun recovering, he packed up the Spirit Restoration Array. "Alright, you all keep chatting—I have some matters to attend to."

Master Fu nearly sprained his back at this... He was still incredibly weak and still needed the Spirit Restoration Array!

But again, as a test subject, being granted a favor was already something—what more could he ask for?

He took out the Spirit Restoration Array he had brought with him and continued meditating to recover.

Huang Fu Wuxia followed closely behind as she departed.

Nangong Youjiu and Bai Li shangren exchanged a glance, just about to say something when both their bodies suddenly trembled.

A green figure had appeared at some point, arriving silently.

Master Sumiao released her Divine Sense, scanning Master Fu up and down twice before nodding faintly. Then the figure gradually blurred and ultimately vanished without a trace. If not for the fleeting yet tangible sense of Divine Sense, others might have thought they were seeing things.

After a long silence, Bai Li shangren sighed, turned around, and quietly left.

Only after that did Nangong Youjiu speak, "Master Fu, how exactly did Feng Jun ambush you?"

Master Fu opened his eyes, his face ghastly pale—not just from physical damage but also the psychological impact of Master Sumiao’s direct Divine Sense scan, however slight.

He spoke in a muffled voice, "Forget it, there’s no point in talking about it—I’ve been tested once already."

Nangong Youjiu frowned upon hearing this, then remarked with a faint smirk, "And then?"

His tone wasn’t unjustified; the Nangong Family was indeed much more powerful than the Fu Family.

Master Fu reclosed his eyes and answered feebly, "Then just go along with it. If he picks me for the next test again, I have no choice—I might as well not resist."

At these words, Nangong Youjiu’s face darkened. "Master Fu, let’s not forget this all started with your family’s actions in the Black-Backed Flood Dragon incident. My Nangong Family got involved unwillingly, and now you adopt this attitude?"

Hearing this, Master Fu couldn’t help but open his eyes again to glare at him in exasperation. Really? Could you be any more shameless?

The Black-Backed Flood Dragon incident had already been analyzed by the Fu Family. Upon reviewing everything, it became obvious that this was a trap targeting the Nangong Family, while the Fu Family had merely stumbled into it.

Why would Feng Jun set a trap for the Nangong Family? Simply because this man here had repeatedly provoked Mount Zhige, to the point that its mountain master was beyond exasperated and directly laid a trap, even inviting a Golden Core Master.

Truthfully, the Fu Family was the real victim here. If an unaligned loose cultivator hunted a Black-Backed Flood Dragon near anyone’s territory, who wouldn’t be tempted to seize it?

But such cause-and-effect musings were better left unsaid—it would be meaningless to voice them.

So Master Fu heaved a sigh. "Would knowing how he ambushed me make a difference?"

"Oh?" Nangong Youjiu raised an eyebrow at this. "What’s that supposed to mean? Is understanding his methods futile?"

"That master just came here personally," Master Fu motioned toward the direction of Mount Zhige. "Do you think she’d allow us to mount any resistance during the testing process?"