Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1295 Advancement and Advancement

Feng Jun truly didn’t expect that just one Heavenly Fragrance Fruit could push him to the Fourth Level of the Dust-clearing Stage.

He had advanced in the Dust-clearing Stage before, using a cave dwelling rented at the high level of the Dust-clearing Stage, taking twenty days just to advance from the Second Level to the Third Level.

Of course, the advancement itself only took about three to four days, while the remaining time was spent consolidating the realm, but still, it was three to four days.

Now, with this Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, he could start the advancement in less than half an hour. Isn’t that... too exaggerated?

And this fruit is merely a snack for the Big Boss.

Feng Jun felt both joyful and secretly sighed: The realm is still far off, and I have a long road ahead.

In the next moment, he took out another Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, opened the box—probably would need another one, just to be sure.

However, the pace of advancement was not influenced by whether he took out a Heavenly Fragrance Fruit or not. The spiritual energy within him continued to increase little by little, and his meridians were swelling almost to the point of bursting.

Feng Jun was already quite familiar with all this. These were the signs of advancement, and at this point, he couldn’t stop.

After an indeterminate amount of time, he felt a faint "bang" sound from within, and his swelling body instantly deflated. He understood in his heart: Success!

Of course, the so-called "swelling" and "deflating" were merely psychological feelings, affecting meridians and blood, without significant changes to his appearance. But it was certain that he reached the Fourth Level of the Dust-clearing Stage.

Moving from the Third Level to the Fourth Level crossed a small threshold, not akin to ordinary advancement, so the sensation of reaching was only temporary; standing firm was the key.

Feng Jun, subconsciously raised his hand and took a bite of the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit in his hand.

He wasn’t sure if the spiritual energy within could maintain him at the Fourth Level of the Dust-clearing Stage, but... it didn’t matter. He cultivated the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique, so long as the spiritual energy supply was sufficient, and his body could bear it, he could continue to advance.

That’s right, the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique was that domineering; other than requiring considerable spiritual energy, advancement wasn’t that hard, and neither was stabilizing the realm—just keep improving the cultivation level; is there anything better for stabilizing the realm?

But for Feng Jun—and most cultivators—"ample spiritual energy" itself was an absurd notion.

Where in the world is spiritual energy abundant enough? What would constitute abundance?

Take Feng Jun as an example. He may not have the formidable background of the Four Sects and Wutai, but with a powerful Golden Finger and an entire dimension backing him, he never worried about Spirit Stone scarcity, yet he still couldn’t advance at will.

Even if his inability to advance was due to some objective factors, not merely because of Spirit Stones—for instance, he wanted to develop quietly and avoid trouble.

But clearly, his women and apprentices couldn’t continue cultivating this technique, unrelated to aptitude, purely due to resource reasons—if they all cultivated the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique, Feng Jun reckoned he’d go bankrupt sooner or later.

This takes it far off topic again, but Feng Jun ignored it and took another bite, unaware that this bite was probably more than a quarter of a Heavenly Fragrance Fruit.

However, it took him at least an hour to digest this bite—the spiritual energy within surged uncontrollably, with an emerging sense of losing control, especially just having advanced to the Fourth Level of the Dust-clearing Stage, a cautious and steady approach was preferable.

Upon digesting that bite, feeling his cultivation level could rise further, he took another one, and then it became the routine of the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique—chewing three rounds to the left, three rounds to the right, and centered chewing three times.

While chewing, he opened his eyes to glance around, only to find Chen Shengwang looking at him with an astonished face, mouth wide open and a corner of the mouth glistening with drool.

Up in the air, Hua Hua was flapping her wings, staring unblinkingly at him, yet Feng Jun felt that the compound eyes were actually fixed on the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit in his hand.

He thought right, the two were indeed attracted by the fragrance of the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit.

Seeing Feng Jun open his eyes, Hua Hua hurriedly sent over a thought, "Boss, can you spare me some of this fruit?"

"I am advancing right now," Feng Jun felt somewhat helpless, thinking what peculiarities this manor had; I am not even in seclusion, yet you think I can be interrupted during advancement? "Be a proper protector!"

Fortunately, his Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique wasn’t easily disrupted, and at this moment, he had completed the advancement; otherwise, he might have entered a manic state.

Hearing his admonishment, Hua Hua was startled, sensing Feng Jun’s imposing momentum and rolling aura, vaguely guessing his advancement, but having stared at the Heavenly Fragrance Fruit for so long, drooling with desire, actually forgot he was advancing—after all, the Boss always had impressive momentum.

Upon being reproached, it hurriedly retreated—this was quite a serious offense.

Retreating about ten meters, it noticed Chen Shengwang still standing there, and couldn’t help but let out a sharp cry.

Chen Shengwang hadn’t realized that Feng Jun and Hua Hua had already communicated through thoughts, and was somewhat entranced, constantly wondering what treasure Mountain Master Feng’s hand held—a Millennium Vermilion Fruit perhaps?

No wonder Luohua Manor could emerge abruptly among the Daoist Sects and develop so rapidly; apparently, they had everything they needed.

Upon hearing Hua Hua’s slight shriek, he was startled awake, turning his head to see Hua Hua’s compound eyes glaring at him—in fact, he couldn’t determine the target of the glare, but he felt it.

Then he stepped back to Hua Hua’s side and quietly asked, "What do you mean?"

Hua Hua took out the iPad and wrote three large characters on it, "Guardian Three Go."

"Protector, huh," Chen Shengwang nodded and softly asked, "Boss has... advanced in rank?"

Hua Hua looked at him disdainfully, conveying the meaning clearly with his compound eyes, "Isn’t that obvious?"

By dusk, Feng Jun had finished eating the second Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, and then took out another.

Hua Hua and Chen Shengwang couldn’t help but exchange glances with some delight: So the boss really had more!

After a while, as the sky darkened, Hua Hua took out a white nurse’s cap with a red cross, placed it atop his antenna, and smoothed the wrinkles—it was time for him to check in at the ward.

Before leaving, it glanced at Chen Shengwang: The protection here is now your responsibility.

Chen Shengwang certainly understood this. As for the fruit in Feng Jun’s hand, it’s absolutely impossible to say he wasn’t tempted by it, yet he knew the gap between himself and Feng Jun was so vast, he didn’t dare have any errant thoughts.

What he didn’t know was that Feng Jun had already successfully advanced and was continuing to ascend in cultivation level. If he dared make a move, he’d certainly die miserably, while Feng Jun would merely be inconvenienced in his cultivation.

Zhang Caixin spent half a day on advancement and two and a half days consolidating her cultivation level. This morning, she finally ceased her cultivation, rose slowly, and was filled with joy—she had finally advanced again.

Moving from Qi Refining First Layer to Qi Refining Second Layer took her half a year, and including the time spent on the phone, it was about eight months. Even in the cultivation world of the phone realm, she considered herself quite outstanding.

She wondered if she was faster or slower compared to him?

As she stood up, she nodded at Shen Qingyi. Although always cultivating, she sensed that most of the time it was this cultivator from Kunlun who was protecting her, so she smiled and asked, "Thanks for your hard work, where are the others?"

You are at Qi Refining Third Layer; I’m at Qi Refining Second Layer now, quickly catching up.

Shen Qingyi answered with a blank expression, "They are watching Mountain Master Feng’s advancement."

What? Zhang Caixin was instantly stunned, her heart full of joy turning into bewilderment, "He advanced too? No, I mean... he actually advanced at Luohua?"

Shen Qingyi found the question odd, her eyes rolled, testing the waters by asking, "Is it possible to advance elsewhere?"

Zhang Caixin didn’t want to answer her—couldn’t answer her, and pulled out a walkie-talkie, "I’m stable, where is the boss?"

Very quickly, she arrived at Feng Jun’s training site, the third Spirit Gathering Array in the manor.

Feng Jun sat cross-legged there, surrounded by more than ten people, even Yang Yuxin stood not far away, Hua Hua paused on Gu Jiahui’s shoulder, silently watching Feng Jun.

Zhang Caixin approached, first stunned, then frowned to sense, discovering it was indeed a mid-stage Qi Refinement Spirit Gathering Array, and couldn’t help but whisper, "It shouldn’t be, his aura... is stronger than the spiritual energy in the array, how can he advance?"

But her feeling told her that his cultivation level had indeed risen and was still rising.

Sister Hong noticed she arrived, raised her hand to beckon her over, and when she was close, softly asked, "Stabilized?"

Zhang Caixin nodded silently, then asked her sister out loud, "Intermediate Out-of-dust Level, can you really advance here?"

Her voice was very low, but Shen Qingyi who followed heard clearly—indeed there are other hideouts.

Sister Hong smiled and softly replied, "Feel it... don’t you think there’s something off?"

Zhang Caixin felt it, found nothing, but then her delicate nose twitched, "What’s this... scent?"

The next moment, she noticed four small fruit pits on the ground in front of Feng Jun.

Sister Hong shook her head, "No idea what fruit, very fragrant, he advanced with it. Stand nearby for a while, you’ll understand. This aroma... helps stabilize one’s soul, too bad you came late, the scent has diminished greatly."

Zhang Caixin looked around, softly asked, "Are there any more of these fruits?"

"How would I know," Sister Hong bitterly smiled, "He wants to do something dangerous, apparently this was it."

Her speculation wasn’t wrong; Feng Jun hurriedly sent the three of them back to Earth to avoid Yin Spirits.

Staring at the fruit pits, Zhang Caixin spoke ghostly, "I wonder how much one of these fruits is worth."