Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1257: The Appearance of Yin Spirits

Chapter 1257: Chapter 1257: The Appearance of Yin Spirits

Feng Jun refused decisively, and Zhang Caixin’s three companions didn’t dare to oppose him.

But there’s always someone who doesn’t believe in evil, and Kong Ziyi thought — if you dare to go, I dare to go too.

Taiqing has done considerable research on thunder and lightning, with the Taiqing Divine Heaven Scripture being a Golden Core Stage thunder technique.

Moreover, Kong Ziyi has quite a number of protective gear against thunder and lightning — she’s not only a disciple of Taiqing but also an Immortal Second Generation.

Of course, she knows that many Golden Core cultivators have failed in the Thunder Plains, and her protective gear is nothing significant.

But since it’s about gaining experience, she’s definitely looking for some novel experiences in life, and doesn’t mind paying a bit of a price.

So she spoke frankly to Feng Jun, "I have protective gear and can predict when lightning strikes. With my support, you can go further and choose a more suitable location."

A more suitable location — indeed, that’s the cause of death for many Golden Core cultivators.

Do they lack cultivation level? No! Do they lack protective gear? Not necessarily. But finding a suitable spot in Thunder Plains isn’t easy and requires trial and error.

To give a simple example, most of the time Golden Core cultivators can walk sideways in Thunder Plains — as long as they don’t touch those dangerous areas.

However, the reason why these areas are dangerous is because they are unpredictable.

Many Golden Core cultivators come to Thunder Plains, thinking there’s not much danger here, and then they set their sights on these areas — dangerous areas aren’t necessarily dangerous; when these cultivators gather their courage to try, they feel there’s nothing special.

So they wander in those areas, relax their vigilance, and once trouble arises, it’s too late to regret.

These are conclusions that don’t need much elaboration; the key point is — why do Golden Core cultivators linger in the thunder zones?

The Golden Core cultivators would say... they don’t want to either, the key is to find a few suitable spots.

This statement is undeniably true.

Let’s take the situation Feng Jun is facing as an example: He wants to find a spot where the lightning is very powerful, but this place is hard to find.

Then Guo Xiaosong told him that within a hundred miles radius, the thunderstorms are very strong, and there’s hardly anyone around; find a place here to temper yourself, and I’ll watch over you, not letting anyone disturb you.

Guo Xiaosong’s approach was undoubtedly considerate, but for Feng Jun, he just wanted to ask — could you dare to make the area larger?

A radius of a hundred miles is essentially a hundred square miles, 25 square kilometers, five kilometers on each side.

The area isn’t big, but it’s definitely not small. In this large area, thunderbolts can strike with varying intensity.

Most importantly, the closest hiding spot is a hundred miles away, fifty kilometers.

Going back and forth takes much time, and everyone knows the horror of Thunder Plains. Once dense lightning strikes, it’s relentless — you might want to return to the hiding spot, but can you?

Meanwhile, the lightning in Thunder Plains isn’t fixed; it operates in a mysterious, incomprehensible manner — previously everyone thought it was a high-density lightning area, but this dense area... can indeed shift.

The shift happens slowly, but it does occur.

In short, Guo Xiaosong provided Feng Jun with a high-density lightning area, still unknown to many, but within this hundred-mile radius, which part has denser lightning is unclear — anyway, if it’s not here then it’s there.

However, for Feng Jun, this is quite troublesome because the process of finding a strong lightning area is the easiest way to encounter incidents.

He would rather have Guo Xiaosong delineate a smaller area for him so he wouldn’t need to hesitate.

Of course, this can’t be blamed on Guo Xiaosong; if the thunder cultivators could find that spot, they’d surely inform him, but they can’t either, and the strong thunder areas of the Thunder Plains aren’t unchanging.

So Feng Jun had to place the iron house first, planning to fix it to the ground and observe the surrounding situation.

The house wasn’t at the highest spot, but it couldn’t be in a low area either, lest it not only be inconvenient to observe but also potentially flooded.

After releasing the iron house, lightning quickly surged in, and the effect of attracting lightning was superb. Feng Jun couldn’t even complete the fixation task in one go; it took him a full day just to wedge the eight copper rods made for grounding into the earth.

Of course, most of the time, the lightning he evaded wasn’t that big; his actions seemed a bit overly cautious — but there was no choice, skilled swimmers drown.

After fixing the house, he observed for two days, and was stunned to find that his iron house was the spot with the densest lightning — this building still slightly altered the environment.

Understanding this point, he stopped observing further and chose a relatively high slope as the lightning point. Furthermore, it took him another day to drive those copper rods into the ground.

It took him a total of four days of searching blindly to finally select a spot.

Once that circle of copper rods was erected, the lightning it attracted was indeed a bit stronger and more frequent than that of the tin house.

Because it shared the burden of attracting lightning, the tin house was struck less frequently. Feng Jun observed for another two days and found that although a fair amount of lightning was attracted, he never saw any that could kill a Golden Core.

Of course, not seeing it doesn’t mean it isn’t there. It’s precisely because of such illusions that some careless people might underestimate the fury of the lightning field, leading to catastrophic incidents.

In the next three days, Feng Jun developed three more lightning attraction points, but the Soul Stone remained at the first point.

After setting up four points, Feng Jun suddenly had a whimsical idea. He wanted to predict the lightning attraction effect at these four points over the next half hour.

This feature hadn’t been used for a long time. He used to plan on leveraging it to make waves in the stock market, but later, his development was so rapid that the market could no longer accommodate his capital—unless he became a market maker.

This whimsical idea produced excellent results. Reality was that at the fourth point he developed, twenty minutes later, four consecutive massive thunderclaps would descend, estimated to be lethal to a Golden Core.

Seeing this, Feng Jun had no time to think and directly performed Blink over ten times to arrive at the first point—he did not even release the "cultivation edition all-terrain vehicle" he borrowed, teleporting over thirty miles on foot to prevent potential chain reactions.

He waited for roughly three to five minutes. During a sparse moment of lightning, he lifted the Soul Stone and Blinked to the fourth point.

Controlling his strength, he tossed the Soul Stone into the center of the circle and then took out his mobile phone to make another prediction.

The prediction was not wrong and didn’t cause any side effects. In twelve minutes, the chain of massive thunderclaps would fall.

Feng Jun put away his mobile phone and was about to leave. After Blink over sixty miles, he had used nearly ten percent of his spiritual energy. He thought it was fine for him to slink back.

The next moment, he felt something wrong and turned around, only to be stunned upon seeing the Soul Stone rise into the sky and hurl itself at him.

If others saw this, they’d probably be scared out of their wits, but Feng Jun coldly laughed, "Finally can’t hold back, can you?"

With a flick of his body, he dodged the Soul Stone. It flew over ten yards before landing and rolling a few times before laying still.

Feng Jun looked at the Soul Stone expressionlessly, "Playing dead again, huh?"

The stone showed no response and lay there quietly.

Two minutes later, Feng Jun lifted the Soul Stone once more and tossed it back to the center of the copper rod circle.

The Soul Stone flew out again, this time not towards Feng Jun but to his left.

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. The intention of the Yin Spirit was clear: Part ways, okay?

But Feng Jun’s stance was—it was not okay! He spoke sternly, "This item is my trophy. Perhaps it belonged to the senior before, but now it belongs to me. Senior, do not blame me but rather blame your descendants for their incompetence."

After a pause, he spoke solemnly, "Senior can leave on your own. Soon, there will be a Peerless Thunderclap here, and I am determined to temper the Soul Stone."

Three breaths later, a soft sigh appeared in his mind, followed by a gentle female voice, "Young man, have I ever done something that wronged you? Why do you insist on destroying me?"

Feng Jun was unmoved by the voice, merely smiling faintly, "Because you are too strong, and I dislike having uncontrollable entities around me. Yet, I also do not wish to give up this Soul Stone."

The female voice fell silent for a moment and then sighed again, "But you already have one Soul Stone. This one, you could completely sell. You and I would no longer have any interaction."

Feng Jun internally gave a bitter smile. I’ve already forced you out, and now it’s too late to talk about selling it. With someone like you holding a grudge, how could I dare to continue developing in the mobile phone plane?

However, he maintained a composed facade, "No one ever complains about having too many treasures like the Soul Stone. Even if I don’t personally need it, I’ll keep it for future generations to prevent them from ending up like you, with descendants who are not up to par."

The female voice stayed silent for seven or eight breaths, then coldly snorted, "My affairs are not for you to judge. Do you even know who I am?"

"Apologies, but I’m not interested in knowing," Feng Jun replied coolly before lightly coughing, "Time is short. If you don’t leave now, you might not be able to leave later."

The female voice chuckled darkly, "Such audacity, do you know what cultivation level I am?"

"Right now, you are just a remnant soul," Feng Jun replied nonchalantly, "I have no prejudice against remnant souls. As for Meng Xiaofei’s matters, you should know I did not pursue them further, but if you don’t leave, I can erase you even without thunder."

"Indeed," the female voice sighed softly again, "You are someone who can unravel the Chaos Yin-Yang Curse. Handling a remnant soul like me is certainly within your capability."

Feng Jun could only chuckle bitterly because with this Soul Stone, he had to be cautious in many situations, fearing to disclose too many secrets, which truly brought him a lot of inconvenience.

For instance, when he brought people to the Earth Realm, he usually had to leave the Qi Refinement Realm Spirit Beast Bag at a distance or as far as possible to minimize its perception.