Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1268 Chi Luan Controls the Field

Chapter 1268: Chapter 1268 Chi Luan Controls the Field

The sighs of the two handkerchief friends actually made no sense, Kong Ziyi understood this point very well.

Intervening in the internal selection of other sects is not only a matter of offending people but may also lead to deaths!

However, she couldn’t argue with her handkerchief friends about these matters. Everyone belongs to certain camps and has their own stance—the two of them caring only for friends and neglecting the sect would be inappropriate—besides, Feng Jun wasn’t even a friend of theirs.

But Kong Ziyi also didn’t understand why something originally planned to test the matching quantity of the Fire Marrow Pill had now turned into a concentrated selection; why was that?

She initially felt that her plan was rather good, simple and clear with strong operability. She was very willing to act as Feng Jun’s agent to help him resolve troubles; how did it now feel like the situation was out of control?

Unable to figure this out, she thought that Feng Jun didn’t seem surprised by the development, so she went to him to inquire about the situation.

Upon hearing her question, Feng Jun smiled casually, "It’s just adapting to the changes, but that Chi Luan is really formidable; you can’t outplay her at mind games."

Kong Ziyi certainly didn’t accept this—she thought her intelligence wasn’t inferior, so Feng Jun explained the related changes to her.

At the start, the development of events indeed followed the ideas designed by Kong Ziyi. Chi Luan spent 300,000 to buy a hundred spots, and in the coming decades, occasionally, Qi Refining Peak cultivators of the Crimson Pheonix Sect would visit Feng Jun to seek his help with deduction.

Honestly speaking, this wasn’t such a terrible deal, not uncommon in this realm—someone had made a promise, but when you came to their door, they weren’t there; you can’t blame the other party, only yourself for not keeping tabs on them.

As long as it wasn’t intentional avoidance or refusal to fulfill the promise, there was no problem.

But Feng Jun genuinely disliked having debts. In the Earth Realm, he always paid in full for cars and houses and once owed Yang Yuxin some money, which left him restless until he paid back.

Besides this seemingly obsessive-compulsive tendency, Feng Jun seemed to also have a slight persecution complex, always feeling that if the disciples of the Crimson Pheonix Sect were searching around for information about him, it wouldn’t be a good thing—it didn’t align with his low-profile plans.

Of course, what he was most sensitive about was: at that time, Chi Luan’s approach was controlling the narrative!

He inherently didn’t like feeling helpless, and encountering such overwhelming control—didn’t this make him even more powerless?

Therefore, he was very determined to oppose it, because that was his true intention, opposing it naturally without a trace.

But soon, Chi Luan proposed an alternative plan: I’ll lend you a storage bag, and you can purchase it in installments.

This payment method reminded Feng Jun of his downfall days on Earth Realm—he would never buy in installments in this lifetime!

After consistently refusing two suggestions, feeling it wasn’t quite right, he indicated that in future deductions, he would give priority to the disciples of the Crimson Pheonix Sect.

Then Chi Luan expressed her intention to gift him a storage bag.

At this moment, if Feng Jun still didn’t understand what her plan was, then he would truly be a fool—simply put, it was still about narrative control.

However, he couldn’t say anything since she casually gifted a storage bag of over six hundred thousand cubic meters, an astonishingly generous gesture.

So when the other party temporarily changed the agreement, he directly approved it; this wasn’t an ordinary transactional partner, it was the Young Sect Leader of the Crimson Pheonix Sect, pursuing the interests of the sect and manipulating the situation was just a technical requirement.

Feng Jun was different from Kong Ziyi; he didn’t have a very clear plan, so he had no demands on the situation—as long as it didn’t exceed his limits, he was indifferent to small changes.

As Kong Ziyi listened to his explanation, she vaguely understood, "In fact, she’s just relying on some resources within the sect, so she can maneuver and design all sorts of plans... If I had those resources, I could do the same. It’s not like she’s spending her own money."

Feng Jun looked at her, amused, "You indeed are a second-generation immortal, but she’s the Crown Prince—no matter her background, she’s impressive for being able to use the sect’s resources, really, don’t feel indignant... the storage bag you gifted me is all from your family."

Kong Ziyi listened intently, thought seriously, and then nodded, "This advantage of hers is much stronger than mine, I can’t match it... but in terms of sincerity, she’s no match for me."

The Immortal Second Generation was quickly growing up, and this is the essence of experience.

"Of course she’s not as sincere as you are," Feng Jun laughed, "that’s why I prefer to deal with you."

"Enough, let’s stop talking about her," Kong Ziyi shook her head, as if she wanted to throw the irritation behind, "Where do you plan to complete the matching for those forty people? Do you need me to do something?"

"Definitely at Thunder Plains," Feng Jun answered without hesitation, "120,000 Spirit Stones, it’s a free profit... We’ll meet and split it in half, after all, I’ve got the storage bag in hand."

In some areas, he held his bottom line well, but in some areas, he had no bottom line at all.

Kong Ziyi’s reasoning increasingly kept pace with his, she nodded, "Okay, leave it to me. This time, I’d rather die than enter the Crimson Pheonix Sect; let them dare to forcefully take me... You don’t need to show up, I’ll handle it for you."

She genuinely felt slightly hurt; Chi Luan, you may be the Young Sect Leader, but you shouldn’t be so dismissive of others, right?

However, some things weren’t something she could stop—for example, the visit of Yan Beifeng.

Yan Beifeng was in seclusion, healing his injuries; his body had suffered great impact, almost on the verge of crumbling anytime, but a few hours later, though the crumble hadn’t stopped, reconstruction had already begun.

So far, he has been in seclusion for ten days. His body is still far from recovery, but the Five Elements inside him have begun to reconstruct—not the rigid, piled-up Five Elements, but the kind that circulates, endlessly regenerating.

This is a complete and nurturing Five Elements. Although quite naive, it is smooth and continuous, like a newborn baby.

Yan Beifeng actually doesn’t like Feng Jun, not because he spent an extra nine thousand Spirit Stones—a well-justified expense—but because you, pal, are just too handsome, that’s borderline excessive.

However, he is a straightforward person. If the female cultivators of the Crimson Phoenix Sect can clearly distinguish between kindness and enmity, then it’s even more incumbent on the men.

Feeling the embryonic structure of the Five Elements within him, he believed he absolutely had to make the trip to Thunder Plain—knowing gratitude is a virtue, and a pursuit of the Dao itself. In his cultivation journey, he never lacks this aspect.

Feng Jun was surprised that he came to see him, because in his view, it was a transaction with payment and goods exchanged, yet since the other party came, he would warmly entertain and make sure to observe proper demeanor.

However, there are some matters that he must speak up on, especially when seeing a patient he saved, so he pointed out that during recovery, certain things should be noted—for instance, eating more fowls and fewer beasts, adding some green vegetables would be even better.

To put it bluntly, Yan Beifeng had excessive purine levels, developing a risk of gout.

In terms of the Five Elements, Yan Beifeng’s Earth Attribute was too strong. Earth overcomes Water, and drinking more water could suppress purines.

Yan Beifeng listened in a daze, but his Five Elements were already rebuilding, not knowing how to proceed. Since someone was willing to offer advice, he was happy to listen.

Next, Chi Luan visited Thunder Plain again. As the Young Sect Leader of the Crimson Phoenix Sect, she had actually guessed why Feng Jun would not come to the Crimson Phoenix Sect—frankly speaking, if it were her as Feng Jun, she too wouldn’t dare to go casually.

But this time, she didn’t come alone; she brought three flying boats along, with forty Qi Refining Peak disciples on board.

Everyone was sensible, so there was no need to waste words. As the Young Sect Leader of Crimson Phoenix, she didn’t want to be underestimated.

So she straightforwardly said, "I brought enough Spirit Stones, just want to ask one thing... Can you come to Crimson Phoenix?"

Feng Jun bluntly replied with two words, "I can’t."

"Then let’s settle here," Chi Luan said nonchalantly, without the intent to argue.

After thinking it over, she asked again, "Once matched successfully, can you ensure a smooth breakthrough?"

Feng Jun glanced at her, and with a strange expression, asked, "What do you think?"

Chi Luan was not the type of cultivator who held aloof airs, though she tried to maintain control, she spoke honestly, "I think it can’t be done."

"Then that’s correct," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "I’m only responsible for matching the Fire Marrow Pill. The breakthrough issue cannot be pinned on me."

Chi Luan did not argue with him, after a moment of silence, she said, "Could half be successful?"

Feng Jun took out a cigarette, lit it, took a couple of puffs, then asked back, "If half of them succeed, how would the other three major sects feel about it?"

"I don’t ask about the three major sects," Chi Luan’s tone was a bit emotional, "Their reactions aren’t your concern, I am just asking about the probability."

Feng Jun took a drag on his cigarette, blew out two smoke rings, and did not answer.

Chi Luan nodded, "Alright, go ahead with the matching, one hundred and twenty thousand Spirit Stones... I’ll give it to Kong Ziyi."

Feng Jun didn’t argue over such trivial matters. He took two days to match the quantities of their Fire Marrow Pills, and watched as the forty people left—so many people attempting breakthroughs, the small Thunder Plain certainly would not be enough,

Chi Luan did not leave with them. After watching them go, she sighed softly and asked, "Out of these forty people, how many do you think will succeed in breaking through?"

She was merely expressing a sigh, without expecting any answer—after all, who could clearly tell with such matters as breakthroughs?

However, Feng Jun smiled and said, "Eight to nine, no more than ten."

Chi Luan turned her head in shock to look at him, "You can even calculate that?"

"Is that so hard to estimate?" Feng Jun looked at her quizzically, "I thought you’d understand too."

For the first time, Chi Luan felt a bit reluctant to maintain control, because she didn’t know what to say.

After a long time, she asked, "So, you have a strong ability to deduce... perhaps even predict if cultivators in the Qi Refinement Realm can enter the Dustless Realm?"

As she asked this question, she had already made a firm decision. Whether he admitted it or not, she would bring him to the Crimson Phoenix Sect by all means necessary—the only difference being how forceful she’d have to be.

This discovery was so essential that she was even willing to offend Master Sumiao for it.

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