Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1304: Revealed

Chapter 1304: Chapter 1304: Revealed

Feng Jun constantly reminded himself—when your abilities grow, so do your responsibilities, and you can’t act solely based on personal preferences.

When your impulsiveness causes "grievances" to others, resulting in severe consequences, it’s not something that can be explained away as a "misunderstanding."

Of course, he had other plans for dealing with this vengeful corpse, but there was no need to mention them now.

However, Chen Shengwang was thoroughly shocked, "Mountain Master Feng, don’t take offense, I speak frankly... aren’t you being a bit like a Holy Mother?"

Indeed, it did seem like a Holy Mother tendency. Feng Jun smiled wryly, then spoke, "If I say I am confident I can handle this vengeful corpse at any time, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Chen would believe me?"

"Of course, I believe it," Chen Shengwang couldn’t possibly say he didn’t believe it. Even though he’s an authentic Great Cultivator at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, he’s completely familiar with the way of the Daoist Sects—say what people want to hear, say what spirits want to hear.

But then he spoke seriously, "However, forgive me for saying something bold, Drought Demons have strong vitality. If this Shengshi can last a hundred years, then a hundred years later... who will control it?"

When he spoke the last four words, his face was full of compassion for humanity, almost as if the words "don’t act recklessly" were written on his face.

To be honest, the combat power of a Drought Demon is really quite terrifying, and its influence even more so.

But Feng Jun still looked indifferent, "A hundred years later... haha, I don’t fear it now, would I be afraid of it after a hundred years?"

A hundred years later, he might not even be in the Earth Plane anymore, he might already be at the Nascent Soul Stage or the Emergence Stage, but at the same time, his disciples and grand-disciples should have grown too, why would they care about a Drought Demon that can’t even reach the Golden Core Stage?

However, Chen Shengwang couldn’t comprehend where his confidence came from. Although he didn’t want to say something offensive, he had to speak up, "But by that time, would you still be alive... no, would you still be living on this Earth?"

"I’ve thought about this," Feng Jun wasn’t angry, but replied with a smile, "I won’t leave any trouble behind. Before I leave, I’ll take it with me."

This was his true thought, one day when he planned to leave Earth completely, and as long as he had time, he would definitely take this vengeful corpse with him—no matter how much trouble it caused, let it cause it in another plane, not in the Earth Realm.

By the time it reaches another plane, a vengeful corpse wouldn’t be able to hide, to say nothing else, only the Yin Spirit Bigwig would likely see through it at a glance. Even if the vengeful corpse truly had Golden Core Stage strength, it’d still be suppressed in the Cultivation Plane.

However, Chen Shengwang misunderstood his intention, "You want to perish with it... is it worth it?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you... have a big imagination," Feng Jun almost spat blood, "Let me put it this way, what I mean is, since it hasn’t done anything malicious yet and has strong goodwill, I can’t deal with it based on personal bias; it wouldn’t be fair to it."

He really didn’t think he was acting out of a Holy Mother mindset; he just didn’t want to simply judge whether the other party was evil or righteous.

When he was weak, he had been judged many times by those who held the power of speech,

now that he had that power too, he definitely didn’t want to become the kind of person he despised.

Chen Shengwang was stunned for a while, finally nodding, "Mountain Master Feng has a sense of compassion, how could I oppose that?"

"Hold on, let me try to communicate with it," Feng Jun smiled, suddenly exuding the aura of the Intermediate Level Emergence Stage.

However, unfortunately, the vengeful corpse below had no reaction whatsoever.

Feng Jun shook his head, "Forget it, this guy might not be able to sense it, let’s go."

For some reason, he had a feeling that the vengeful corpse below should be able to sense him, but since it didn’t react, he let it go, but as he was leaving, he placed a Spirit Stone beside the Yin Spring.

After leaving the cave, he stretched out his hand, and a giant hand about a yard long appeared in the air, grabbing two handfuls of earth to block the cave entrance, "The new soil will have some marks, let’s leave the Illusion Array as it is, we’ll wander around here for two days, your Cultivation Technique is in my hands now."

Chen Shengwang still regretted that Spirit Stone in his heart, but Feng Jun’s actions weren’t something he could influence, and he didn’t have the courage to snatch it. Hearing suddenly that the Cultivation Technique had been acquired, he couldn’t help but laugh, "Truly a shame, I haven’t done anything yet."

Feng Jun glanced at him and spoke solemnly, "The fact that you can consider the suffering of living beings and are willing to destroy a Yin Spring for it is a mindset I really admire, and it broadened my horizons. Is giving you a Cultivation Technique such a big deal?"

After leaving, the two found a place to rest. The second and third days were spent wandering around within a hundred miles of the area.

However, unfortunately, Feng Jun could no longer find a place with such strong Yin Energy, though there were some scattered remnants, but only a few, and upon closer inspection, there were no traces whatsoever.

On the third night, Feng Jun and Chen Shengwang returned to the Yin Spring, opened the cave, and found the Spirit Stone still there, only with a tiny, insignificant depletion.

However, Feng Jun, having used countless Spirit Stones, knew that if Spiritual Energy naturally leaked, the depletion wouldn’t be so significant, so he lifted the Spirit Stone with a casual smile, "It seems this friend isn’t giving us much face, so shall we go?"

Chen Shengwang couldn’t sense the subtle changes in the Spirit Stone, nor did he know why Feng Jun said such things—can you really communicate with corpses?

But he nodded anyway, "People fear ancient corpses, but actually corpses fear cultivators too. Some cultivators practice corpse control techniques, making those resentful corpses undergo soul refinement every day, doing things against their will, unable even to enter reincarnation, and still suffering divine retribution. It’s really... huh?"

The next moment, he stared in disbelief at that clear spring.

This spring was dug by him, free of mud, only with some fine gravel.

Now the gravel twisted, miraculously forming two words: "Apprenticeship."

Feng Jun’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You want to take me as your master?"

He was at the Intermediate Level of Emergence, regardless of how brainless the other party was, it was impossible to accept him as a disciple.

The fine gravel twisted again, forming the character "Yes," though the last two strokes were slightly blurred.

"Huh, this is interesting," Feng Jun chuckled, then took out the Spirit Stone again; this time, he placed it in the spring.

The Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Stone began to rapidly decrease, but "rapidly" was only relative to the Intermediate Level of Emergence.

Five or six minutes later, a mass of white mist appeared above the Yin Spring, gradually transforming into a half-foot-tall humanoid figure.

The figure bowed slightly to Feng Jun, sending a thought, "Little deity is helpless, residing in an ancient corpse, unable to come here, I hope you forgive me."

"Little deity?" said Feng Jun, astonished. "You claim to be a deity?"

"Just an Earth Deity," responded the silhouette calmly, feeling no pride in its identity, "Sealed as an Earth Deity after dying in battle on the field, enjoying incense offerings and defending peace in a region."

This Earth Deity was unfortunate; later, its temple was destroyed, almost leading to soul dispersal. Later, someone died miserably and transformed into a resentful corpse. He fought with all his might against vengeful ghosts, and the flesh of the resentful corpse was deeply buried by villagers, conveniently enabling him to nurture his soul there.

It left Feng Jun incredulous, "So you belong to the system?"

"Just a remnant soul," the silhouette’s emotions remained unchanged, "Purifying Yin Energy is merely an effort to accumulate more good deeds. Later, it found that without a Divine Position, accumulating virtues became extremely difficult. By chance, it discovered that condensing a Yin Spring could obscure heavenly plans."

This way, the other’s behavior became reasonably explicable. Resentful corpses were not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao. Since the Earth Deity borrowed someone’s body, he naturally had to bear the corresponding karma. He originally sought to earn merits, but since he couldn’t, he didn’t want to be struck by Thunder.

Thus, he hid underground, creating a Yin Spring above as a cover for the Heavenly Dao, which, if noticed, would notice the Yin Spring first. This was a good concealment strategy, though it led him to lose his development direction.

Over a millennium, this Yin Spring has been discovered by nine groups and destroyed twice, but none of this alerted the local villagers. The Earth Deity found many Taoists and monks held biases against resentful corpses, leaving him too afraid to show himself.

It was fortunate this time, Feng Jun showed goodwill first. Though the Earth Deity’s cultivation level and divine sense were unimpressive, he created the Yin Spring and was thus familiar with the local flora, fauna, and terrain, enabling him to sense goodwill.

Of course, if it were just these factors, it wouldn’t be enough for him to take the risk of showing himself; the key was that Feng Jun also left behind a Spirit Stone.

The Earth Deity had seen Spirit Stones in the hands of Taoists, but only in glimpses; never did he imagine one day he would extravagantly use a Spirit Stone for cultivation.

It’s easy to go from frugal to lavish but hard to go from lavish to frugal. He cautiously used the Spirit Stone for two days, hoping not to be discovered, only for Feng Jun to want to retrieve it, forcing him to abandon the pretense of being dead.

Actually, he knew that the other party had long since discovered him; they were merely uninterested in making a move.

Upon hearing his tale, Feng Jun furrowed his brow and inquired, "What if I could build you an Earth Temple for you to return to and cultivate? Wouldn’t that be more appropriate?"

"That’s impossible," the silhouette finally exhibited some emotional response, "An Earth Temple must be sanctioned by the Imperial Court to be legitimate. Even if it follows the path of illicit shrines and wild temples, it must be worshipped by local commoners. In today’s world... how is that possible?"

Feng Jun took out a cigarette, offered one to Chen Shengwang, then spoke after taking a puff, "So you wish to apprentice under me?"

The silhouette answered readily this time, "Times have changed, and it’s difficult now to enjoy incense offerings. The age is waning, and the Heavenly Dao is falling apart. Even if I establish an Earth Temple again, and if it suffers destruction, it’ll be tormenting me..."

"Previously, I cultivated by borrowing the body, gaining many insights in cultivation. Rather than be under a superior, I’d seek the path of immortality."

It seems the destruction of the Earth Temple left a profound psychological scar on you, Feng Jun thought, then shook his head, "I can’t take you as a disciple; I don’t have cultivation techniques for ghostly cultivation."

"Then what should be done?" The silhouette was dumbfounded, thinking that a mighty Emergence Stage cultivator does not even have cultivation techniques for ghosts?