Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1269: The Human Factor

Feng Jun vaguely sensed that Chi Luan’s mindset had changed—and it wasn’t in his favor.

However, he didn’t mind it. He simply smiled slightly, "Friend Chi Luan, have you ever heard of any Golden Core Master who can precisely predict the breakthrough from Qi Refinement to the next realm?"

Chi Luan thought for a moment, then shook her head, "No, not really...at least, not in the Crimson Phoenix Sect. But there are so many extraordinary figures in the Cultivation World, perhaps there are some that I haven’t heard of."

In her heart, she felt a bit disdainful of Feng Jun’s question—a Golden Core doesn’t mean no one can achieve such a thing.

Moreover, some Golden Core Masters might be able to do it, but they simply choose not to reveal it—speaking of others, let’s mention Taiqing, famous for divining destiny; if a master could do this, there would be no need to disclose it externally.

So the fact that your prediction abilities are recognized by Taiqing’s Golden Core speaks volumes.

Thus, this question is quite dull and doesn’t offer much real help.

"Indeed, you haven’t heard of it," Feng Jun unexpectedly laughed, "Then, do you know why you haven’t heard of it?"

This question seemed somewhat inexplicable. Chi Luan paused for a moment before shaking her head, "I don’t know, please enlighten me, Mountain Master Feng."

She had many speculations in her mind, but she was past the age of feigning understanding when she didn’t. Asking when uncertain is the way to go, and it looked like the other party intended to answer her.

Nevertheless, this did not diminish her resolve to invite this man back to Crimson Phoenix. She secretly decided that if his answer was reasonable, she would try every possible method to invite him without causing discord.

Feng Jun seemed oblivious to her determination, softly sighed, "It’s easy to predict aptitude, and probabilities can also be calculated. But...can you calculate the human heart? Golden Core Masters have long understood this, so no Golden Core will make precise predictions."

Chi Luan was stunned upon hearing this, and after a long while, she sighed, "So that’s how it is!"

Upon understanding the causality, her intent to forcefully invite Feng Jun diminished much—there seemed no need.

"It’s always been this way," Feng Jun replied calmly, "No matter how you calculate, a cultivator must try it for themselves before they’ll stop. If you tell a disciple that they only have a one percent chance of breaking through, will they give up?"

He spoke meaningfully, "Prediction is a logical factor, but the heart is an emotional factor. Cultivation itself is an act against nature, and those who reach the peak of Qi Refinement, who among them doesn’t have their own perspective?"

Chi Luan nodded in agreement—it was indeed this reason. Even if Feng Jun were brought into the sect and pointed out the disciples’ chances of advancement, would those deemed unlikely to progress simply accept it?

Without experiencing failure themselves, no one would truly accept it, and it might even cause great unrest among the disciples.

Thus, forcibly inviting Feng Jun into the sect would merely become a blunder—creating discord within the sect and angering Master Sumiao of Taiqing. Was it worth it?

According to her original plan, she could make great contributions to the sect and wouldn’t be afraid of offending a master. But now, all that was left was fear.

So she cupped her hands towards Feng Jun solemnly, "Thank you, Mountain Master Feng, for your reminder which enlightened me and clarified my heart and nature, even enhancing my Dao heart. Great kindness requires no words of thanks."

Feng Jun looked at her askance, smilingly speaking, "If the junior sect master could lessen their killing intent, I’d be truly happy."

"I truly have no killing intent," Chi Luan laughed openly, stating frankly, "I merely had some inclination to forcefully invite you. With talent like yours, who would want to kill you?"

Feng Jun looked deeply at her, nodding slightly, "The Crimson Phoenix Sect has a promising future indeed. Those masters sure have an eye for choosing you as the junior sect master. The Crimson Phoenix will surely thrive in the coming days."

He genuinely admired her—the adaptability and decisiveness she showed, relinquishing small schemes and boldly admitting it.

"Well, I’ll take your auspicious words," Chi Luan laughed, "Being skilled in divining destination, your auspicious words make me happy."

Seeing her like this, Feng Jun couldn’t help but tease her, "Auspicious words require human cooperation. The junior sect master still needs to work hard."

Chi Luan laughed and spoke, "Actually, there’s nothing wrong with coming to Crimson Phoenix. Our sect has many female cultivators, each excelling in their own way, with an abundance of beauty. Mountain Master Feng, do you really not want to consider it?"

Ultimately, she hadn’t completely given up on inviting him into Crimson Phoenix, but she wasn’t daring to force it anymore, resorting only to enticement.

Feng Jun really wanted to ask, "Does this include you?" But after reconsidering, he realized that being so frivolous with a junior sect master was handing others an excuse, and even more troublesome, if she agreed, it’d be a major headache for him.

—He didn’t even dare provoke Kong Ziyi, let alone a junior sect master of an entire sect.

So he lightly coughed, "The junior sect master jokes, I practice the Primordial Child Technique."

Chi Luan rolled her eyes at him, thinking to herself, "You’ve long lost your Pure Yang, trying to fool me into having no discernment?"

But since the other party had already made their stance clear, she couldn’t dwell on it further. She could only sigh, "To be honest, I really wanted to drag you back to Crimson Phoenix, have ten or twenty senior and junior sisters carry you over if necessary..."

"Ignoring such talent as yours, how can I have the face to be the Junior Master of Crimson Phoenix? But you’ve made things clear, I know where I was wrong, so I can only give up. With all my helplessness, I ask Mountain Master Feng for some understanding."

This woman is truly something else, Feng Jun sighed inwardly, nodding with a smile, "I stand by my words, Crimson Phoenix Sect really chose a good Junior Master. But now that you’ve stated your ill intentions towards me... are you planning to compensate me somehow?"

"How is it ill intention?" Chi Luan rolled her eyes, a hint of mischief in them, "Being carried into Crimson Phoenix by over ten Kunyin experts, this kind of good fortune, how many loose cultivators envy... and from the start, I showed goodwill."

She openly admitted to those little schemes, naturally indicating her desire to continue collaborating with him, but to expect her to endlessly compromise was impossible—as if she was saying, "Hey, I already gave you such a large storage bag."

Feng Jun couldn’t argue further, as her behavior, though domineering, was ultimately methodical, and the cultivation world in this realm always operated like this—having treasures but lacking the strength to protect them only leads to tragedy.

So he was somewhat inclined to leave, but Chi Luan expressed a hope that he could wait another month—after all, Crimson Phoenix spent 120,000 Spirit Stones to match him with the Fire Marrow Pill, obviously wanting to see the final outcome before letting him go.

If Feng Jun wanted to forcefully leave, it wasn’t impossible, but it seemed unnecessary, especially as Kong Ziyi also hoped he would wait.

Twenty days later, Sister Hong finally advanced to the seventh layer of Transformation from the Mortal.

In the cultivation world, reaching the seventh layer of Transformation from the Mortal is really not worth celebrating, unless one is under fifteen years old, so her advancement only slightly disturbed Feng Jun’s peers.

Zhang Caixin was still a bit short of the Qi Refining First Layer Peak, and seeing her sister’s advancement, she felt a mixture of happiness and envy. "Only I am eating the small stove for the first time, it’s really unfair..."

Chen Junwei was also somewhat tempted, knowing Feng Jun was adept at deducing, he specifically sought him out, indicating he also wanted to cultivate, and wondered if Mountain Master Feng had any Cultivation Techniques to recommend.

Feng Jun shook his head, "You’re better suited for Wind Attribute techniques, but those techniques are beyond your reach." frёeωebɳovel.com

He knew Chen Junwei had garnered some gains when killing those disciples from distinguished clans, possessing several hundred Spirit Stones. In the cultivation world, this is a modest wealth for ordinary families, yet far from enough to purchase a basic Wind Attribute Cultivation Technique.

Feng Jun had many Immortal Cultivation Techniques in his possession, including two Wind Attribute ones, but as the old saying goes, "Techniques are not lightly imparted." Chen Junwei had been guarding and protecting Feng Jun, surely working hard, but Feng Jun had already provided compensation.

Essentially, the way he treated Jing Qingyang was the same as how he treated Chen Junwei—does Jing Qingyang feel that Feng Jun owes him?

Chen Junwei understood this, and somewhat wanted to apprentice under Feng Jun, not minding starting as a menial disciple, for at least Mountain Master Feng would grant him a technique.

But he couldn’t bring himself to ask; in the Mortal Realm, he was a lofty Innate Expert, originating from the Family Alliance’s Yuntai Chen Family. Even in the cultivation world, as long as the visa issue was resolved, Innate Experts would never worry about securing a living.

Just look at Jing Qingyang; because Chen Junsheng helped him resolve his visa issue, he had time to take on private jobs, earning some Spirit Stones. The most critical part is... he managed to snatch a cultivation technique.

Precisely for this reason, Chen Junwei hesitated to fully depend on Feng Jun—this is a common dilemma among many Innate Experts. So after much thought, he decided to wait until visiting Qiuchen Market, to discuss with his brother before making a decision.

A few days later, Crimson Phoenix Sect finally announced the results of those cultivators advancing.

Those deduced to be at the Qi Refining Peak began secluded cultivation to advance, knowing well that attacking major realms wasn’t a simple matter of retreating into seclusion. Some needed to complete final preparations, some adjusted their mindset, while others were trying every method to gather Fire Marrow Pills.

And some were even arranging affairs for after death—what if consuming four Fire Marrow Pills at once caused them to explode?

Now, nearly a month has passed, out of the forty at Qi Refining Peak, aside from those still not in seclusion and those already advancing, twenty have reached outcomes, exactly half; with five having successfully made breakthroughs.

In a short month, Crimson Phoenix Sect added seven transcendent individuals, the efficiency leaving Chi Luan smiling broadly—120,000 Spirit Stones paired with a Super Large Storage Bag in exchange for seven masters, wasn’t it incredibly worthwhile?

As for the fifteen who failed to break through, each had their own issues, but one thing was certain, none had died from exploding after consuming too many Fire Marrow Pills.

Among them was a cultivator who somehow succeeded by consuming four Fire Marrow Pills at once.

In contrast, a Qi Refining Peak cultivator originally matched with three Fire Marrow Pills, thought to himself this was unreasonable—"Given my aptitude, I shouldn’t need so many Fire Marrow Pills."

Of course, his main concern was what if he exploded?

So he first consumed two, realized it wasn’t enough, then took another, then one more, however still failed...