Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1263: 3 Monks Have No Water to Drink

Regarding the opponent’s offer, Feng Jun didn’t pay attention and just glanced at Kong Ziyi: Leave it to you.

Then he walked into the room, while Yan Beifeng took out more than ten boxes and placed them on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

Soon after, he sniffed the air, looked around, and asked, "Is there a fire somewhere?"

"Mountain Master Feng is smoking inside," Kong Ziyi replied calmly, "When he encounters particularly tricky problems, he likes to smoke a few cigarettes."

"I’ve heard about that," Yan Beifeng nodded casually, "It seems to be a trend from the Mortal Realm, but I forbid disciples to smoke. Our sect deals with fire, and everyone should know... smoking is bad for the lungs."

Feng Jun grinned inside the room—I’m just trying not to come out too early, why would cultivators fear lung cancer?

He really had misunderstood; the Crimson Pheonix Sect truly deals with fire, so their authority on fire is much greater than most people.

He stayed in the room for an hour, originally intending to stay for only half an hour, but got engrossed in reading and lost track of time.

As soon as he came out, Yan Beifeng stood up and asked with a smile, "Not a big issue, right?"

On the surface, this intermediate cultivator’s attitude seemed quite good, without the arrogance of someone from a major sect.

"Not a big issue?" Feng Jun glanced at him without good humor, "You’ve had injuries that haven’t healed in five years, and you’re telling me it’s not a big issue?"

Yan Beifeng wasn’t surprised that he could see his injuries. If he couldn’t even see that, it would truly disgrace the term "deduction."

So he awkwardly smiled and muttered, "Only three years, not five."

Feng Jun glanced at him, unceremoniously retorting, "The imbalance of Geng Metal began five years ago. If you didn’t even realize that, I really have to question... how did you advance to become a superior cultivator?"

Yan Beifeng dryly laughed, without any embarrassment, "This matter, well, I know there’s such a theory, but... it’s debatable, debatable."

Feng Jun indifferently sneered, not arguing with him, but continued, "Geng Metal grows, then weakened, fire power too strong, encountered Yinsha, Five Elements collapsed and unable to reshape, what’s rare is that Earth Attribute still has some remnants, hence the predicament..."

What he was explaining was the situation the opponent was facing, with a symptom analysis to boot.

Usually, he wouldn’t analyze when facing a Thunder cultivator; he’d directly set a price, and only after the person agreed would he continue, but when dealing with people from the Crimson Pheonix Sect, he would explain in advance. This wasn’t out of fear, but because there was no need to hold back.

The opposing sect was one of the Four Great Sects; their background wouldn’t be inferior to his. They probably already had a relevant analysis. He wasn’t in it for the money.

Yan Beifeng paused for a moment, then silently nodded, whispering, "Impressive!"

Kong Ziyi listened from the side and couldn’t help but ask, "It sounds complex, but the Crimson Pheonix Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years... should this symptom not be unique, right?"

Yan Beifeng sighed bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Kong is right, but there aren’t many examples, and the solutions vary each time, depending on analyzing the specific situations..."

Kong Ziyi nodded, indicating understanding, "That’s true, Mountain Master Feng once said, the Cultivation World is vast, yet there are no two identical leaves."

Feng Jun coughed lightly, took out a cigarette, lit it, blew two smoke rings, and spoke, "Ten thousand Spirits."

Yan Beifeng was stunned at first, then slowly looked up at him, pursed his lips, and softly asked, "Why? I’ve already prepared the herbs, just want to know the sequence of consumption, and you’re asking for ten thousand Spirits?"

Feng Jun frowned, thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is ten thousand Spirits a lot to you?"

"Not much," Yan Beifeng shook his head naturally, "but... I’ve already prepared the herbs."

Feng Jun’s mouth opened and shut twice, then broke into amused laughter, "Forgive me, fellow Daoist Yan, may I speak frankly?"

Yan Beifeng tilted his head to think, then nodded solemnly, "If what you say makes sense, I don’t mind being offended."

Feng Jun laughed heartily, "It’s a pity fellow Daoist Yan isn’t a daughter; otherwise, you wouldn’t need to come to me."

Upon hearing the first part, Yan Beifeng’s eyebrows rose, about to get angry—there were four Crimson Pheonix cultivators present, even with his strength greatly reduced, to insult him in front of three Crimson Pheonix cultivators?

But upon hearing the latter part, he stopped short, and his anger vanished in an instant, after a long while uttering, "Impressive!"

The same phrase "Impressive," yet this time, it was much more earnest than the last.

Feng Jun did not stand on ceremony, seemingly directly accepting it with a smile, then he said, "So, is ten thousand Spirits a lot?"

Yan Beifeng sighed, slowly exhaled two words, "Not much."

The female cultivator who came with him, also an intermediate-level superior, finally spoke up, "Did you bring enough Spirit Stones?"

"I have Spirit Stones," Yan Beifeng nodded and replied in a low voice, "Thank you."

"It’s nothing," the female cultivator smiled and spoke softly, "As long as you can recover, I think it’s worth it to spend ten thousand Spirit Stones."

Looks like they’re Dao companions, Feng Jun nodded slightly, took out a piece of Obsidian Essence, directly engraved a few lines of characters with his Divine Sense, and then handed it to Yan Beifeng, "Just give the Spirit Stones to Daoist Kong."

Yan Beifeng scanned with his Divine Sense, already knowing in his heart. He casually took out a Storage Talisman and handed it to Kong Ziyi, "Ten thousand Spirit Stones."

Kong Ziyi was momentarily stunned, but accepted it frankly, completely ignoring the wry expressions exchanged between two companions.

At this moment, she was a bit curious and couldn’t help but ask, "Are you satisfied with the sequence...sir?" freēwēbnovel.com

"Satisfied," Yan Beifeng nodded, and then cupped his hands toward everyone, "Thank you, Daoist Feng and Daoist Kong, and thank you to the others. I am now in a hurry to go back and heal my wounds, so I must leave. Please forgive any rudeness."

He turned and left immediately, followed by the female cultivator. After releasing a Flying Boat, the two flew away close to the ground.

Shortly after getting on the Flying Boat, the female cultivator asked, "Beifeng, can he be trusted?"

"He can be," Yan Beifeng replied calmly, without much expression on his face, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "Take a look at the sequence he suggested."

The female cultivator picked up the Obsidian Essence and scanned it, "He’s quite skilled, four kinds of herbs, he added two more..."

As it turns out, the more than a dozen kinds of herbs Yan Beifeng brought out were not all usable; there were many herbs with similar properties but different emphases and varying urgency.

What he referred to as "the sequence of taking medicine," strictly speaking, first required finding out which herbs to take, with the sequence being secondary.

The reason such a situation arose was due to differing opinions within the Crimson Phoenix Sect regarding his treatment.

Three years ago, in order to protect the Qi Refining disciples of his sect, he battled with a Yinsha Sect expert. After dealing a severe blow to the opponent, he also suffered a backlash due to ignoring hidden dangers during his Cultivation, resulting in the collapse of the Five Elements within his body.

To be honest, what those Qi Refining disciples were fighting over was merely a Spirit Beast, yet both sides ended up severely injuring an Intermediate Level expert, truly a "bloody incident over a loaf" in the Cultivation World.

However, regarding this matter, the Crimson Phoenix Sect did not regret it. Facing the Yinsha Sect, they would show no reservation, even if Yan Beifeng’s injuries were ultimately much more severe than the opponent’s.

Of course, the Crimson Phoenix Sect rewarded him for such actions, especially since it appeared to be a victory at that time. Thus, the sect’s physicians analyzed his injuries and discussed treatment strategies. This was akin to an expert consultation in the Earth Realm.

However, the consultation outcome was not optimistic, with physicians almost coming to blows during their arguments, unable to convince one another.

Seeing the situation was not favorable, the Crimson Phoenix Sect invited several external physicians, hoping to gather insights from various experts and then summarize them.

Insights from various experts were gathered, identifying around ten potentially useful herbs. However, the opinions from different schools were distinctly divided–there were five mainstream treatment strategies.

The problem with the five strategies was not their number, but their mutual incompatibility, and even toxicity to each other. Choosing one might be considered by the others as likely to ruin the patient’s condition.

There was no way around it; no one could persuade the others, and they all had considerable prestige.

Often, disputes between physicians are akin to doctrinal disputes and must show unwavering principles.

Then... Yan Beifeng suffered miserably. Whenever he decided to choose a treatment strategy, other physicians would intervene–hold on, if you do that, you’re doomed.

This predicament was practically unsolvable; he didn’t know who to trust.

Well, actually, he had another choice—to find a high cultivation adept in foresight to calculate which treatment method was "auspicious" and which was "inauspicious."

Unfortunately, the Crimson Phoenix Sect lacked experts specialized in such foresight. If it were calculating marriage or opportunities, the Crimson Phoenix Sect had such experts; but for calculating auspicious outcomes, they’d need to ask Taiqing Sect for help—more reliable indeed.

But such matters... are not suitable to tell Taiqing Sect, given the long-standing enmity between Crimson Phoenix and Yinsha. After finally gaining an upper hand, it would be awkward to say to Taiqing—actually, our side’s expert... collapsed at home, requesting assistance?

The relationship of the Four Great Sects involves cooperation amidst competition and vice versa, where caution must be exercised.

Wanting to invite Taiqing for intervention requires a cost. Taiqing would want to know more, and you would have to answer—or they’ll have grounds to decline helping.

So seeking a calculation is impossible, which Yan Beifeng himself vehemently opposed—he’d rather die than let people know that he collapsed after defeating the Yinsha Sect’s expert.

Thus, this dragging went on for three years, during which he also strived to restore his Five Elements system and achieved some progress, occasionally able to make moves.

Without a doubt, unresolved underlying issues would inhibit him from going far.

The female cultivator knew these things, being his prospective Dao companion. She even knew what the five treatment strategies entailed.

"This method is somewhat similar to the Guanquan Valley He Family, with subtle changes... do you not need to reconsider, or find someone to consult?"