Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1267: Do Not Stand Beneath a Dangerous Wall

Chapter 1267: Chapter 1267: Do Not Stand Beneath a Dangerous Wall

Not quite appropriate? Kong Ziyi was momentarily stunned and turned to look at Feng Jun, "Daoist Chi Luan wants to buy a hundred spots."

Three thousand per spot, a hundred spots would be three hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Although that’s not particularly a lot, if you forgo Spirit Stones, you can basically get a Super Large Storage Bag from the Crimson Pheonix Sect.

"I know," Feng Jun nodded, "If Daoist Chi Luan manages carefully, not only can it enhance the cohesion of the Crimson Pheonix Sect, but it won’t necessarily be a financial loss."

For the disciples of the Crimson Pheonix Sect to obtain these quotas, they would certainly need to complete various tasks. The resources they submit from these tasks would definitely exceed the rewards they receive. So Chi Luan buying these quotas would not only help cultivate outstanding cultivators but also bring a substantial material gain.

Kong Ziyi nodded, accepting what Feng Jun had said, but she couldn’t help but remind him, "This is a considerable expense, enough to exchange for something you might want."

"I understand your meaning," Feng Jun replied solemnly, "but I believe that calculating the Fire Marrow Pill is only effective when you’re about to advance in rank. Right now, calculating it at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement doesn’t mean anything... or at least, isn’t very significant, right?"

Kong Ziyi was taken aback and hadn’t yet had a chance to respond when Chi Luan nodded, "Indeed, a cultivator’s need for the Fire Marrow Pill is dynamic. It’s best to simulate it before planning to break through."

"But my time would become fragmented because of it," Feng Jun shook his head, calmly yet firmly stating, "This doesn’t fit into my life plan. I yearn for a free and unrestrained life and don’t want to be tied down to one place."

"I can understand that," Chi Luan nodded, her expression somewhat peculiar, "Everyone likes freedom, myself included. However, we assume that... if you take someone’s token, when we need your help and you can’t be found, then the responsibility isn’t yours."

"Anyway, the token doesn’t lock the holder. If we can’t find you this time, it might change hands next time. It’s only when we find you and you refuse to fulfill your promise that it’s your issue."

One has to admit, the unwritten rules in the Mobile Phone realm are still quite reasonable.

However, Feng Jun has his own principles, "I understand what you mean, but I don’t like operating in debt... What I mean is, if I owe someone a promise, I feel very uncomfortable and always try to fulfill it."

Chi Luan looked at him, and a hint of a smile actually appeared in her eyes. She nodded, "Mountain Master Feng’s character is very precious, but you also need to cultivate and will have personal matters; we all understand this... No need to worry too much, as long as you have the intention to fulfill your promises."

Feng Jun shook his head resolutely and stated, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so let’s not talk about a hundred spots."

His refusal made Chi Luan somewhat unhappy, but the reason he gave couldn’t be criticized by others—some people don’t like debt and only accept cash transactions; is there anything wrong with that?

Chi Luan glanced at Kong Ziyi and sighed helplessly, "His philosophy is really too rigid."

Kong Ziyi shrugged helplessly, "He has always been like this, with some inexplicable insistence. I know having these hundred spots would help you integrate the sect’s resources, but unfortunately, I’m also powerless."

Chi Luan’s words already carried a hint of probing intention. Seeing Kong Ziyi confess her helplessness, she had to change her approach, "Mountain Master Feng, may I boldly ask, what do you intend to exchange with the Spirit Stones for?"

"A Super Large Storage Bag," Feng Jun didn’t mind telling her, "Also, a High-Rank Spirit Gathering Array; I could afford it, but I don’t want to strain my resources."

Chi Luan cast a sidelong glance at Kong Ziyi, "What size of Storage Bag would be sufficient?"

"Thirty thousand cubic zhang," Kong Ziyi answered indifferently, then picked up her Storage Bag and shook it, "I have it here, but he’s determined to buy it. Once he’s decided on something, no one can change it."

For the Crimson Pheonix Sect, a storage bag of this level really isn’t anything. Chi Luan rolled her eyes.

"Mountain Master Feng, how about this? I’ll lend you two of such storage bags to use first. As long as you simulate for forty disciples within ten years, one storage bag will be yours; simulate for ninety within twenty years, and the second one will also be yours. How about that?"

You even know about installment payments? Feng Jun looked at her in surprise, but in the end, he shook his head, "I don’t want any attachments. Let’s leave it at that; I can only promise that as long as I’m free to simulate, Crimson Pheonix Sect disciples will be prioritized."

"Alright," Chi Luan clapped her hands and said straightforwardly, "Just for that statement ’Crimson Pheonix Sect disciples first’, I’ll give you a storage bag!"

Truly worthy of being the junior sect leader of the Crimson Pheonix Sect, the generosity is something not everyone can match. She signaled a superior to return to the mountain and used her token to get a storage bag, and then summoned two Qi Refining Peak disciples, "Please have Mountain Master Feng simulate for them."

Feng Jun took the two back to his residence, and after an hour, he returned and indicated that one needed two Fire Marrow Pills, while the other needed two and a half.

A half Fire Marrow Pill is impossible; once the Elixir is damaged, its medicinal properties will disperse instantly. Feng Jun’s suggestion was to take two first and then one more—"The fire toxin will slightly exceed, but it’s not a big issue."

Chi Luan immediately decided to borrow two out-of-realm caves at Lei Tingyuan for the two disciples to break through.

Three days later, the disciple who took two pills successfully broke through, and another disciple succeeded the following day.

After advancing, the two disciples stabilized their realm in the cave dwelling, probably needing another ten to eighteen days to emerge.

But for Chi Luan, discovering their successful breakthrough was enough to make her smile from ear to ear. Although the Crimson Phoenix Sect is one of the Four Great Sects, they only had just over three hundred Dust-Cleaning Masters. Now, with the addition of two more, it was a cause for joy.

The projection for a Qi Refining Disciple costs three thousand Spirit Stones, an unimaginable price for most people, but it now seemed a bargain—primarily due to the remarkably high success rate.

However, Feng Jun didn’t think so. He toyed with a Storage Bag of twenty-five thousand cubic yards—over six hundred thousand cubics—and spoke earnestly, "These two have an excellent foundation; even if others deduced the Fire Marrow Pill correctly..."

"I understand," Chi Luan nodded with a smile, "The sect is currently in a selection process. There are over two hundred Qi Refining Peak disciples, and we plan to select forty more. We’ll need to trouble you, Feng Master, a bit."

Feng Jun, upon hearing this, gave her a startled glance, "So many at Qi Refining Peak?"

"Is it a lot? Not really," Chi Luan replied indifferently. "Including both the inner and outer sects, the Crimson Phoenix Sect has three hundred seventy thousand Qi Refining Disciples. Over two hundred isn’t much, is it? I’m only talking about the Inner Hall."

She even birthed a faint suspicion: Is the sect behind Feng Jun quite small?

Feng Jun paid extraordinary attention to detail and realized he might have misspoken. Seeing her expression, he casually remarked, "Oh, I see... It’s not bad to be cautious if one isn’t skilled in projection."

Chi Luan nearly spat out blood upon hearing this—who talks like that?

However, this reason nicely explained her suspicion: to be proficient in projection to such an abnormal degree, the cultivators in his sect may truly not need to linger long at the peak.

So she pretended not to hear that comment and instead gracefully extended an invitation, "Can Mountain Master Feng help us select forty from the two hundred people?"

Feng Jun decisively shook his head, "I won’t do such an offending thing; I wouldn’t do it even if you paid me. If you want all two hundred to break through simultaneously, I can help you with that... Of course, I can project for twenty a day, no more."

Two hundred to break through together... Chi Luan instinctively shook her head. That’s impossible.

Though the Crimson Phoenix Sect had over two hundred Qi Refining Peak disciples, not all peaks are the same; those at the initial peak should accumulate more time, while those who have lingered for years are basically only waiting for an opportunity.

So Feng Jun wasn’t wrong, having him pick forty people would essentially gather resentment—the sect could handle the selection internally, and disciples wouldn’t dare complain, but what would be his motive for intervening?

After agreeing upon the forty slots, Chi Luan prepared to leave. During the waiting days, several banquets were held, with no issues concerning etiquette.

She invited Feng Jun and Kong Ziyi to visit the Crimson Phoenix Sect, but by this time, knowing the issues surrounding the Fire Marrow Pill, even without Kong Ziyi’s warnings, Feng Jun definitely wouldn’t go to the Crimson Phoenix Sect—it was too dangerous.

Kong Ziyi’s close friend had not left, persistently urging her and Feng Jun to visit the Crimson Phoenix Sect for some fun.

Initially, Kong Ziyi had been vague, but eventually, couldn’t help but retort, "If we went to the Crimson Phoenix Sect, could you two ensure our safe return?"

The friend, hearing this, couldn’t easily lie and could only assure—Feng Master would definitely be strongly persuaded to stay; they wouldn’t harm him, and as for Ziyi, she could come and go as she pleased.

"So, it’s better not to go," Kong Ziyi replied leisurely. "Actually, not following you is for your benefit; even I don’t know how many tricks Feng Master has up his sleeve... He’s someone who can contend with a Golden Core Master!"

"He dares to contend with a Golden Core Master?" Her two friends were visibly shocked.

Kong Ziyi casually responded, "If you don’t believe it, you can visit the Tianxin Platform and ask Master Busheng for more details."

She could undoubtedly vouch for her statement; after all, this information came from her grandmother. Furthermore, Ji Yongnian was her grandfather, so she had no reason to spread baseless rumors. Of course, to maintain reverence, she only dared to refer to him as "Master Busheng."

"Those lunatics from the Tianxin Platform?" The friend continued in shock but soon, one of them asked again, "If Feng Master were to select forty from over two hundred people, with his projection skills, could he ensure the most successful candidates are selected?"

Absolutely! Kong Ziyi utterly believed so in her heart, but in the end, she ambiguously stated, "Anyway, his projection skills are impressive, extremely impressive."

The two friends exchanged glances, sighed in unison, "It’s a pity Feng Master is unwilling to help."