Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1290: Nothing is Absolute in the World

Chapter 1290: Chapter 1290: Nothing is Absolute in the World

Fifty mid-stage Qi Refining Spirit Gathering Arrays stacked together have a spiritual energy density equivalent to a single Spirit Gathering Array at the early stage of Ecstasy.

The problem is not only the density but also the dispersal. A Spirit Gathering Array’s high concentration of spiritual energy attracts energy into it, with minimal external effect, but dispersal is different.

A place continuously overflowing with spiritual energy equivalent to the early stage of Ecstasy Spirit Gathering Array... even a Golden Core Master would be drawn here.

Just discussing this spiritual energy, one could claim it’s a super spirit land. An early-stage Ecstasy cultivator could meditate and cultivate anywhere, while a Golden Core Master could set up a Golden Core Gathering Spirit Array—one that’s very economical on Spirit Stones. Who dares say it’s not a super spirit land?

And that’s not all; the biggest possibility is... the emergence of a treasure.

How many cultivators would covet the emergence of a treasure; do we even need to say?

Instinctively, Feng Jun released his divine sense to look around, "Your Aura Concealment Array, there’s no issue, is there?"

"No issue," the big boss replied casually and then let out a startled shout, "One, two, three, four... eight, nine, ten; did I really place five hundred intermediate Spirit Stones in such a lousy place?"

There are ten boxes in the Storage Talisman, each with fifty Spirit Stones, making it five hundred Spirit Stones.

But earlier, it remembered four hundred middle-grade Spirit Stones being here... its memory is indeed a little poor. Of course, it could also be due to wealth and power.

Now the issue is: with these hundred extra Spirit Stones, should it share them with Kong Ziyi, this small Ecstasy cultivator?

Feng Jun understood the crux of the issue and expressed nonchalantly, "Isn’t having a hundred more middle-grade Spirit Stones good? I’ve already said, this thing is of no temporary use to me; I merely wish to gift Zi Yi a hundred pieces, letting her fulfill filial piety, as gratitude for all her help over time."

The big boss immediately grasped Feng Jun’s meaning, inevitably feeling sheepish, "Actually, having two hundred middle-grade Spirit Stones is enough; it’s just that... I wanted some pocket money left."

Then Feng Jun spotted something else: tennis ball-sized cyan fruits with dark golden threads on them, packed in transparent boxes, and asked if these were the Heavenly Fragrance Fruits.

"They are the Heavenly Fragrance Fruits," the big boss confirmed sternly and then cautioned him, "Don’t take them out; if you want to have a taste, find a deserted place and eat inside the Aura Concealment Array..."

"Something that could make Ecstasy-stage explode and perish; if I eat it, am I okay?" Feng Jun didn’t mind trying a taste since the big boss used to be of True Immortal level. With its insights, it surely wouldn’t be bad.

Then he muttered again, "Why is the count incorrect... not only over a hundred, there are three to four hundred of them."

"Uh," the big boss was speechless for a moment, "Is my memory really this poor now? But the Heavenly Fragrance Fruits are right in front of me, and I can’t eat them; utterly frustrating."

Feng Jun sympathized with it somewhat, so he chuckled, "It’s okay; I’ll keep them for you. To savor them once you reclaim your body or after your possession... it’s never too late."

The big boss murmured a sound, "You don’t oppose possession, do you?"

"I believe nothing should be absolute," Feng Jun replied indifferently.

"Fundamentally speaking, possession is bad, but it doesn’t apply to everyone. What if the opponent is someone who deserves death or is doomed? Since the flesh is one useless to him, letting others utilize it as waste is also good. I oppose malicious possession."

The big boss chuckled, "By saying so, aren’t you afraid I’ll possess you?"

"You, a feminine... a yin cultivator, would you get used to possessing a man?" Feng Jun laughed, "Besides, with your divine sense, wanting to possess me would be difficult, wouldn’t it?"

The big boss went silent, then spoke after a lengthy pause, "What’s else is inside?"

"Ten or so talismans made of white stone, but I can’t see what they contain... can they be taken out?"

The Yin Spirits indicated it could be taken out, but after observing for a while, it sighed, "Well-prepared but unfortunately, without a flesh body now... can’t use them."

It didn’t explain what these talismans were, nor did Feng Jun ask, instead continuing to report the contents.

Inside, there are four magical treasures: a flying sword, a small shield, a rope, and a cloud scarf.

Not mentioning anything else, just addressing that rope; it appears better than Feng Jun’s "Binding All in the Under-Ecstasy Stage" Immortal Binding Rope.

However, he showed no greed. Although cultivation is indeed a matter of fighting for the Great Dao, Feng Jun was never calculated against by the Yin Spirit, and their current relationship can be described as both mentorship and friendship, how could he scheme against the other party?

Alright, saying this seems a bit pretentious; strictly speaking, he has an entire one-dimensional realm as backing, capable of helping him integrate countless resources. Having such a powerful golden finger, life’s not unmanageable, why challenge the boundaries of philosophy?

Ultimately, he discovered the Golden Core Technique he desired, and there are six sets, corresponding to the Five Elements and Yin Yang.

Yet he didn’t rush to take them out, after explaining, he deeply sighed, "Your sense of danger is strong."

The big boss responded unceremoniously, "Speaking as if you’re not afraid of death."

I can’t be bothered to argue with you, Feng Jun said with a light cough, "Senior, about this Golden Core Technique..."

The Big Boss spoke lazily, seeming somewhat disdainful, "Finally couldn’t hold back, could you?"

"I can’t stand that kind of talk," Feng Jun argued righteously, "When we discussed it, we agreed to cooperate. I would help you retrieve the secret stash, and you would give me a cultivation technique if you had one. As for the hundred Spirit Stones later, we also discussed this..."

The Yin Spirit pondered for a moment before speaking, "Copy it or take it?"

Actually, it didn’t matter to it whether to copy or take, as it was not reincarnated, and many things were in its mind. It merely wanted to see if Feng Jun had any other means—could he deduce the details of the technique?

Feng Jun hadn’t guarded against this, "Copying will do. Since it’s yours, if I can copy these six techniques, the originals will remain with you... By the way, does this technique belong to any sect?"

He was hinting that he wouldn’t just be copying one set.

"Sect? Ha," the Big Boss laughed meaninglessly, then fell silent again.

After a while, it spoke again, "Are you sure you just want these six techniques, and nothing else?"

"Of course," Feng Jun answered confidently, "A person should have self-awareness and ask for compensation according to the scale of the task."

The Big Boss asked hauntingly, "Don’t you want the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit? You’re practicing the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique."

Feng Jun was speechless for a moment. Only now did he remember that he had asked earlier if he could consume the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, and the other party hadn’t answered. It was only now that they brought it up again, making their intentions obvious.

He sighed, "That’s really treacherous, senior. In my sect, there’s an old saying... Never test the human heart lightly."

The Big Boss, however, indifferently replied, "If you can’t see clearly into your own heart, what kind of cultivation are you practicing?"

Feng Jun remained silent for a long time before answering, "Nothing is absolute. Clarity of heart and intent is also influenced by circumstances. Not being able to do it now doesn’t mean it won’t be possible in the future, hence the need to sever karma."

Some undesirable actions, due to my favorable conditions, I refrain from doing. But without those conditions, I might probably do them.

This time it was the Big Boss’s turn to be silent. After a long pause, it finally said, "Enough, someone is knocking at the door."

The one knocking was Fang Wenping. Feng Jun had escaped from the small encirclement for over half an hour, and the Wen Family was just handling the internal chaos. A large clan like theirs had the disadvantage that when something unexpected happened, there was too much to consider.

In fact, up until now, the Wen Family hadn’t dealt with most of the internal affairs. They needed to check the damaged formations and ensure no thieves were still lurking in the clan or whether any important items were missing.

Additionally, they needed to ensure whether the thieves had truly retreated or if they might launch another surprise attack.

These concerns occupied many of the Wen Family’s people. But since the situation had stabilized, they had to start the investigation on the outsider cultivators—yes, the investigation was already late, and the clues they might obtain were limited, but it was better than delaying further.

And among the main suspects, Feng Jun and Kong Ziyi ranked quite high. Not to mention their rather suspicious arrival, just the fact that Feng Jun wanted to enter the Spirit Gathering Array for cultivation and then the Wen Family had an incident that night was enough to greatly raise their level of suspicion.

However, conducting a formal investigation on these two would be quite difficult, so Fang Wenping was sent instead.

Fang Wenping, being quite straightforward, directly asked upon entering, "Coming to bother you so late is indeed presumptuous, but as you have seen, thieves raided the manor, stealing a large amount of wealth, and I had no choice but to come ask some questions."

Feng Jun and Kong Ziyi looked at him indifferently, neither saying a word.

Seeing this, he hesitated for a moment, then boldly continued, "May I ask where the two of you were just now?"

Kong Ziyi’s face darkened as she coldly asked, "Are you suspecting me?"

Being a disciple of Taiqing, she had this aura, directly and confidently questioning.

Fang Wenping naturally sidestepped the issue, answering with a forced smile, "The incident happened suddenly, and we don’t want to offend too many friends. The Taiqing sect is a leader in the cultivation world, whom we naturally trust. But if you could set an example, it would make it easier for us when speaking with other friends."

Kong Ziyi was taken aback; she hadn’t expected the conversation to take this turn.

Feng Jun, knowing she wasn’t good at handling such situations, coughed lightly and asked with interest, "What exactly did you lose?"

You... Fang Wenping knew that Feng Jun was adept at changing the subject, but to shift the topic so blatantly was too much.

He tried to steady his breath before slowly replying, "It’s something from the Wen Family’s inner treasury. I’m just a guest elder, so I don’t know the exact details, but it’s certainly priceless treasures."

"Ha," Feng Jun laughed, sounding slightly schadenfreudian, "Look, you wouldn’t let me cultivate there, right? If I were present, would I have allowed the thieves to succeed? Frankly speaking, the opportunity was lost by yourselves."