Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1328: Secret Topic

Chapter 1328: Chapter 1328: Secret Topic

Feng Jun found it a bit strange. Why did the big boss come back to his senses at this moment?

Recently, the big boss had been in a state of peacefully nurturing the soul, only communicating with him when he entered that room—truly resembling soul nurturing.

Feng Jun, due to attending to people outside, didn’t pay much attention to this point—this place was essentially the big boss’s inn anyway.

At this moment, the big boss spoke up, and Feng Jun excitedly sent over a wave of consciousness, "Senior, have you finished nurturing your... soul?"

The big boss snorted lightly, "You claim to be from a prestigious line, but with Kong Ziyi around, do you think I’d dare communicate with you? She’s got a Golden Core consciousness, and others like Sun Wufeng and Li Zhishen also have secret techniques. I can’t just chat casually with you."

So, you are actually quite afraid of them, Feng Jun realized, "Luckily, Kong Ziyi is gone today, and others have also left."

"Send Du Wentian to Lantern Town," the Yin Spirit’s attitude was firm, leaving no room for negotiation, "I have something to tell you."

It truly is "residing within the Soul Stone, knowing all worldly affairs," even knowing Du Wentian’s name.

Du Wentian went to the town to recruit workers, and the only ones left at White Pebble Beach were Feng Jun, Huang Fu Wuxia, and An Yuhong—the latter two were looking at plots together, so Feng Jun entered the room.

It’s somewhat helpless actually, for the room occupied by the Yin Spirit is originally Feng Jun’s master bedroom, centrally located on the second floor, but after it took over, Feng Jun could only rest in another room.

The good point is that as long as people who entered knew this was the important room, the owner’s territory, no one coveted it. Even when Feng Jun wasn’t around, no one dared touch this tightly closed room.

The bad point was: Feng Jun had to rest elsewhere—the big boss seemed to have a cleanliness fetish, but Feng Jun wasn’t inclined to sleep in the same room as such a being either!

So, the three women had quite a few comments; in a place where Spiritual Cultivators were everywhere and Qi Refinement was nothing, they dared not act up too much, but couldn’t help grumbling in Mandarin—where are you sleeping tonight?

Feng Jun pushed open his own room and directly asked, "Senior, what are your instructions?"

Everyone was gone outside, so they could communicate freely!

The Yin Spirit didn’t bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point, "Daring to take over Taiqing’s property, I truly admire your courage. There might be Taiqing’s mark on it, did you know?"

Feng Jun, just entering, was met with this lecture, and a fire kindled in his heart, "Only might be, are you afraid of Taiqing?"

The big boss grew even more irate, "It’s not might be; it’s really there. Do you want me to point out the location?"

Now the big boss and Feng Jun were somewhat in the same boat; though if the boat sank, it wouldn’t necessarily sink with it, but it couldn’t stand Feng Jun’s careless attitude. Moreover, it didn’t admit to being afraid of Taiqing.

"Have it or not, whatever," Feng Jun laughed indifferently; back when he first arrived at the mobile phone plane and heard this news, he might have been scared out of his wits, but now... he’s used to it.

As if people on Earth Realm hadn’t positioned him.

He’s not certain that Earth has definitely positioned him, as Elder Yu upheld positions on grain and refrigerators that he’s yet to discover.

But inside, he felt there couldn’t be none—if they hadn’t positioned him, that’d mean they were looking down on him.

In short, he wasn’t at all concerned. He uses interdimensional means; trying to pinpoint him, three-dimensional won’t suffice, four-dimensional is challenging, it must start at... four point five dimensions?

His nonchalance left the Yin Spirit quite puzzled, "You’re not afraid?"

Feng Jun laughed, with a kind of helpless look, "Do you think I’d be afraid?"

"True enough," the Yin Spirit considered, thinking perhaps the other side might possess multiverse-crossing capabilities, rendering such matters insignificant, "But I must remind you, the Taiqing Sect does things in a very unscrupulous manner, you need to be careful."

Feng Jun thought for a moment before laughing, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, I know, I’ll be very careful."

"I know you don’t care," the Yin Spirit was a bit irritated but also helpless, "Alright then, if you don’t wish to discuss it, we’ll leave that matter aside. What’s the deal with the Spiritual Cultivation Technique?"

"I haven’t gotten married with you, do I need to explain?" Feng Jun felt the big boss’s attitude wasn’t quite right, but he didn’t want to haggle over it, we should strive for common ground despite differences, "Serious talk... how’s your soul nurturing going?"

Upon hearing him show concern, the Yin Spirit was quite happy, "Well, like that, nothing much to say, far from the peak, but... there is some phase achievement."

"What phase achievement?" Feng Jun was initially puzzled, then showed disdain, "This achievement isn’t much, can’t even provoke a few Taiqing Sect’s Outland Souls."

The Yin Spirit showed a tendency to lose it then, "Taiqing... what’s that worth? Not to mention Taiqing Sect, Taiqing School isn’t in my eyes, forget it, can’t explain to you."

"Taiqing School... sounds like something incredible," Feng Jun discovered a new point of knowledge but evidently couldn’t continue further on this topic.

Thus he smiled slightly, "Alright then, this phase achievement sounds impressive, should we host a celebration?"

"Can’t be bothered to chat with you," the Big Boss couldn’t stand his sarcastic remarks one after another, "Let me take a look at that Spiritual Cultivation Technique of yours."

You’re truly unreserved, Feng Jun took out the cultivation technique and placed it next to the Soul Stone, "It’s only at the Qi Refinement Realm."

The Big Boss flipped through it for a while, "Hmm, not bad, no traps, but this cultivation technique doesn’t have much future, probably stops at the Golden Core..."

After looking for a while longer, it let out a slight "Oh," "Interesting, seems like it can harness artifact spirit cultivation to enhance its potential."

"Artifact spirit cultivation?" Feng Jun’s thoughts expanded again, Ma San Niang seemed to be an artifact spirit.

As for stopping at the Golden Core, in the Earth Realm, that’s really thinking too far ahead, "There’s not even any Dust-free Realm techniques, a bit of a regret."

The Big Boss responded with a hint of displeasure, "Aren’t you the one who can make deductions? Why don’t you deduce it?"

"Without a reference, how can I deduce," Feng Jun replied while reaching over to take back the cultivation technique, "Finished reading?"

The Big Boss let him take the technique, and after waiting for a bit, it asked another question, "Did you really buy that cultivation technique for that little furry god?"

To it, Feng Jun’s cultivation level was as low as it could get, but that little furry god... was truly an ant, even compared to Feng Zhaozhao.

"Didn’t cost Spirit Stones, just a piece of land," Feng Jun answered casually, "Definitely bought it for it, that Fake Heavenly Corpse is supposed to be for you, I can’t very well break my promise to it."

The Big Boss remained silent for a moment, then spoke, "Your blue brick by the doorstep, one has a slight black pattern, that’s a Taiqing mark, just take that blue brick."

Feng Jun was momentarily stunned, then smiled and spoke, "Thank you, senior, it seems you still care about me."

"It’s not caring," the Big Boss responded lazily, "After all, you’re hanging around with me, are my people that easy to bully? Let me tell you, they put down this mark, it’s actually a kind of test for you, you can imagine the consequences of not answering the test correctly."

Feng Jun was immediately stunned, "Damn, that’s insidious?"

He really hadn’t thought of this move, in his plan, no matter what the other party intended, he just needed to return the action back to Earth after a while, no amount of plots could do anything.

Who would have thought they actually set a test, the Big Boss was right, it’s a test by nature, and if the answer was not satisfactory, it would undoubtedly affect future collaborations.

"Doesn’t matter if it’s insidious," the Big Boss answered leisurely, "Strength is gauged through tests, not having a showdown with you is already a sign of goodwill, so I took a look at your cultivation technique, thankfully it’s fine... Alright, off you go, that Crimson Phoenix brat is coming."

Feng Jun walked out of the room, unable to resist feeling secretly grateful, having such a big boss around is really handy.

Of course, it’s also because he’s shown himself to be trustworthy, and the Big Boss seems to appreciate that—particularly since the Big Boss doesn’t feel very secure.

He hadn’t even reached downstairs when someone knocked on the door, it was indeed Qu Jianlei from the Crimson Phoenix sect.

Feng Jun opened the courtyard door, a bit surprised, "Elder Qu, is there something you need?"

Qu Jianlei hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice, "Mountain Master Feng, if I may presumptuously ask, can you make deductions for items? I’m willing to offer a significant reward."

"Items... I can’t deduce very far," Feng Jun answered sternly, "Around one or two hundred meters, maybe that’s workable, but beyond that is too difficult. Did you lose something?"

"Then forget it," Qu Jianlei spoke despondently, "I was hoping you could deduce over ten thousand miles."

"Ten thousand miles..." Feng Jun was speechless, such a vast distance, even the Five Rings wouldn’t be enough, probably need the Six Rings.

But the other party had been silently protecting him, he cherished this kindness, so since they asked, he had to inquire, "What is it you want to deduce? Maybe I can help ask around, keep an eye out in the meantime."

"Thousand-year Yin Yang Ganoderma," Qu Jianlei sighed, smiling wryly, "I’m just desperately seeking help, you know the Yin Yang Ganoderma is nearly extinct now, let alone a thousand-year-old one."

Feng Jun knew the Yin Yang Ganoderma was a holy healing medicine, a thousand-year Yin Yang Ganoderma even more so, so he took out his mobile phone, "Are you hurt? I can help deduce if there’s an alternative."

"It’s not that," Qu Jianlei shook his head, opened his mouth, but hesitated, "Forget it, just help me deduce it, can I put it on account?"

"Can’t put it on account," Feng Jun laughed, "But... it can be free."

He hadn’t actually deduced Qu Jianlei before, the two had only met twice, most of the time Qu Jianlei had been secretly protecting him, and the distance between the two was often more than sixty meters.

This time, going in to take a look, he couldn’t help exclaiming softly, "Wow, such high cultivation level."

Qu Jianlei was four hundred and twenty years old, theoretically could live up to another eighty years, with a lifespan of a hundred years as the example, he was already eighty-four, but his cultivation level was very well-maintained, still at the peak of Dust-free.

(Still feeling groggy, but updated, calling for monthly votes.)