Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1229 Secret Technique (First Update Celebrating Leader Q7)

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1229 Secret Technique (First Update Celebrating Leader Q7)

Feng Jun was about to head to the warehouse to fill it with oil again when Guo Xiaosong stopped him.

His expression was not very pleasant; after hesitating for a moment, he spoke, "I’m somewhat aware of Xiao Meng’s situation, but I suggest we invite several High Disciples of Taiqing to discuss this matter together."

Guo Xiaosong was a bit surprised upon hearing this, "How does this involve the Taiqing Sect?"

Feng Jun replied calmly, "That is my requirement. If you can’t agree, then I am unable to help."

Guo Xiaosong was just asking; seeing him insist, he then invited the Taiqing disciples to come over.

He brought so many Thunder Cultivation Techniques to help, so the Taiqing disciples were willing to join in, including Kong Ziyi, who was recovering.

Once everyone was present, Feng Jun spoke up, "Meng Xinghun, tell me, who is Meng Xiaofei?"

Why didn’t he want to deal with this matter? Because on the mobile phone, after Meng Xinghun’s name, there was a bracket—Meng Xiaofei.

Meng Xinghun was lean, with a body typical of someone going through a growth spurt, though his height wasn’t impressive.

He was startled at first, then frowned and shook his head, "This... I don’t know."

"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled dryly, then looked towards Guo Xiaosong.

"Meng Xiaofei?" Guo Xiaosong was dumbfounded, "Golden Core Thunder Cultivator Meng Xiaofei?"

Meng Xiaofei was a cultivator from five hundred years ago, born as a loose cultivator. After successfully forming a Golden Core, he once fought two Yinsha Sect Golden Cores in Guanquan Valley, killing one and severely injuring the other.

This was quite an outstanding figure among Thunder Cultivators. However, later... he was invited by the Yinsha Sect to become a patron.

This was an extremely bizarre occurrence; the Yinsha Sect not only didn’t seek revenge but even invited a Thunder Cultivator to be a patron, which was entirely against the norms of this realm. Many Thunder Cultivators even believed that Meng Xiaofei might have been turned into a puppet by the Yinsha Sect.

Yet, later, Meng Xiaofei represented Yinsha in a battle, severely injuring a Golden Core patron from the Crimson Phoenix Sect.

Throughout the battle, his speech, reactions, and performance were all normal, not suggesting a mind under control.

For Thunder Cultivators, although Meng Xiaofei was a rare Golden Core level in Thunder Cultivation, he was also a sensitive topic, particularly since Thunder was originally integrated by the Crimson Phoenix Sect. People generally did not mention him.

Feng Jun spoke calmly, "Meng Xinghun has traces of Meng Xiaofei."

Upon hearing this, everyone stepped back two paces in unison, and An Yuhong spoke first, "Bloodline possession?"

Meng Xinghun opened his eyes wide, glancing around, not showing panic but rather intense curiosity.

Guo Xiaosong’s face darkened, "So... are you actually Meng Xinghun or Meng Xiaofei?"

Meng Xinghun blinked, "Grandpa Guo, what’s wrong? Of course, I am Meng Xinghun; I don’t know the person you’re talking about."

Guo Xiaosong took another step back, maintaining his vigilance while cautiously glancing at Feng Jun—what do you make of this statement?

Feng Jun tilted his head, frowning as he pondered, "Well... I also lack experience in soul seizure. Um, Daoist Zi Yi, can you currently contact Master Sumiao?"

"I can," Kong Ziyi also quietly stepped back two paces, "Do you need me to contact my master?"

"Hmm, wait a moment," Feng Jun, while pondering, watched Meng Xinghun and spoke slowly, "You don’t seem very afraid. Do you think we’re lying?"

"No," Meng Xinghun initially shook his head, then seemingly realizing he was expressing himself wrong, he nodded quickly, "I think you’re telling the truth, as Kong has a real person’s token... but I really don’t know anything about soul seizure, and you’re not very afraid of me either."

Only after looking around did Feng Jun realize, surprisingly, that except for himself being only about two zhang away from Meng Xinghun, the others had retreated seven or eight zhang, with some holding Magical Treasures and Talismans.

As he noticed them watching him, everyone returned their gaze with odd looks—you’re brave to stand so close; we are not.

Though for a Golden Core, the difference between two zhang and seven or eight zhang is negligible, having a difference is better than none.

Moreover, considering the Golden Core might be amidst a soul seizure, it probably couldn’t fully exert its power in haste, making it necessary to keep a distance.

"Maybe something went wrong," Feng Jun scratched his chin. While others were tensely preparing for battle, he looked like he was pondering a problem, which struck others as somewhat eerie.

Kong Ziyi stepped back another two paces, holding a talisman, "Shall I notify my master?"

"No need for now," Feng Jun shook his head, then looked at Meng Xinghun, "Have you used any unknown items in the last two years? I’m serious, and I hope you don’t deceive yourself."

Meng Xinghun hesitated for a moment and decisively shook his head, "No, Grandpa Guo knows everything. Whatever I have, he knows it all."

"Alas," Tang Shixun sighed and shook his head.

He was already over two hundred years old; how could the reactions of a teenager in his teens fool him? That hesitation had already revealed the issue, "Xiao Song, if you want to take this person away, do it quickly, or don’t blame me for disregarding our friendship."

Based on the teenager’s response, he was eighty percent sure he could capture this suspected Golden Core possessor; if not, they could all attack together. As long as it’s not a genuine Golden Core, so many experts teaming up wouldn’t fail.

"Alas," Guo Xiaosong sighed heavily, he clearly saw the young one’s oddity too, "Xinghun, if it were another suspicion, I would protect you, but Meng Xiaofei... it’s impossible, even if I take you back to Thunder Plains, others won’t let you go!"

Meng Xiaofei was almost a traitor among the Thunder Cultivators, even though he killed a Golden Core of the Yinsha Sect, he eventually accepted Yinsha’s offering and wounded the Crimson Phoenix’s Golden Core.

Meng Xinghun shook his head expressionlessly, "Grandpa Guo, I truly don’t know what you’re talking about."

Guo Xiaosong sighed, "Then Grandpa Guo can’t protect you. Don’t think they are just masters; once the Golden Core is invoked, your secret will still be exposed, and it won’t end better than now."

What followed was an eerie silence.

Deep inside Kong Ziyi’s heart, a voice suddenly appeared, "Don’t be nervous, it doesn’t look like possession."

From a hundred miles away, Master Sumiao finally sensed the anomaly here and couldn’t help but use Divine Sense to remotely check.

Kong Ziyi, of course, understood her grandmother’s skill and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, internally questioning, "But Feng Jun said..."

"There is some Golden Core causality," Master Sumiao’s voice also bore confusion, "It looks like... hm?"

Tang Shixun finally could not bear it anymore, lightly coughing, "Even if it is bloodline possession, if the recipient is unaware, it is still counted as an evil cultivator... Fellow Daoist Guo, if he doesn’t admit, then we cannot pretend we didn’t see it, turning a blind eye to evil cultivators makes one guilty as the evil cultivators!"

Possession is undoubtedly an evil cultivator method, but bloodline possession had its reasons. If it is a matter within the clan or between master and disciple, if the recipient is aware and willing to be possessed, it cannot be regarded as an evil cultivator.

This example was set by a Golden Core Family. This clan had produced Nascent Souls, and the Yuan Ying Old Ancestor ultimately turned into a formation spirit, guarding the clan’s storeroom while also checking the qualifications of younger generations—if their qualifications were good, he would give more resources.

Later, the clan had a younger generation with outstanding qualifications, but this person was incredibly timid and lazy in cultivation. Up to a hundred years old, he still hadn’t broken through the Intermediate Level.

The Yuan Ying Old Ancestor repeatedly reminded him, but this descendant resorted to feigning injury. The ancestor finally lost his patience at his centennial birthday celebration and publicly possessed him, declaring that such a descendant was better off dead.

Possession was avowedly evil, but the Yuan Ying Old Ancestor had Nascent Soul-worthy friends, and the cause was justified, so the cultivation world dared not trouble him, but eventually, the rule was changed—bloodline possession was allowed, but the recipient had to be aware.

In any world, there is no lack of compromises.

Tang Shixun and others, as disciples of Taiqing, upon seeing an evil cultivator, if they pretend not to see, it may not be pursued either, saying "guilty as the evil cultivator" especially with this unclear bloodline possession, but insisting on it, he had a reason.

Actually, Tang Shixun was genuinely displeased. He told them that they could call the Taiqing Golden Core to intervene, but there was still no reaction—did they truly disregard Taiqing?

Guo Xiaosong didn’t want Meng Xinghun harmed either. If the youth was indeed possessed, he’d fail his friend’s trust, so he voiced his concern, "Xinghun, it’s not too late to speak now, or it really will be too late. Grandpa Guo won’t be able to protect you."

Meng Xinghun’s expression changed more than ten times, finally retrieving a small bottle from a storage talisman, speaking through tears, "This is... this is the ancestral Body Tempering Pill bottle, I only discovered it half a year ago..."

Half a year ago, when he advanced to the seventh layer of Mortal Shedding while picking herbs at the edge of Thunder Plains, he accidentally cut himself with the herb, carelessly smearing blood on the pill bottle during cultivation.

Then he often had strange dreams, in which someone claimed to be the Meng family’s old ancestor, offering guidance and advice on his cultivation. He tried it several times and felt the effects were decent.

Later, the ancestor taught him a method to temper spiritual energy, saying he advanced too quickly and needed to stabilize—your qualifications aren’t the absolute best; lay a solid foundation to ensure advancement to Golden Core.

Though young, Meng Xinghun knew what "ensure advancement to Golden Core" meant and dared not tell anyone about it.

With this pill bottle, he didn’t particularly concern himself with his cultivation progress. Despite not advancing for a long time, he sensed his spiritual energy had solidified significantly, but unexpectedly, Grandpa Guo noticed it all along.

Master Sumiao finally recognized what was happening, "Oh, the Soul Hosting Secret Technique really exists."

But Feng Jun called it differently, he sighed, "Resentful Soul Crystal? Meng Xiaofei had too many unlettable things... Yet he overestimated you, if you’re constantly affected by his resentment, it’ll be difficult to surpass the inner demons when forming the core."

Such a commentary certainly didn’t belong to his experience, though he spoke with absolute certainty.

Kong Ziyi listened with raised brows, "Does it need a blood-related gift to be drawn?"

(First Chapter, congratulations to the main host Q7 after weight loss, Bangzi Brother, Mo General, Quan Brother, Ju General and Linlang gathering in Taiyuan, Q7 has been working hard to pick up at the airport and railway today, loudly summoning monthly votes)