Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 546 - : Bluffing (First Call for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 546: Chapter 546: Bluffing (First Call for Monthly Tickets)

Feng Jun’s assertion was actually not incorrect at all; the designation of “wild cultivators” is merely a social stratification imposed by cultivators themselves.

Wild cultivators aren’t favored by mainstream society, but as long as one has reached the Qi Refinement Realm, they are considered a cultivator. The only reason they lack confidence is that they do not belong to any power and their heritage is insufficient.

If they truly have a heritage, they are, in fact, considered loose cultivators.

Feng Jun considered himself a wild cultivator, but in Senior Yan’s eyes, he at least qualified as a loose cultivator—everything can be faked, but not one’s heritage.

Regardless, with Feng Jun’s cultivation level at the mid-stage Qi Refining, the Cultivation World could not interfere with him unless he acted inappropriately in a blatant manner.

Senior Yan had always been curious why this person had chosen to stay at Mount Zhige without leaving. As a cultivator, you should not stay so long in the mortal world; not to mention, utilizing spirit stones for cultivation here would be more costly.

If it was about experiencing worldly trials to refine the heart, it didn’t quite seem right—to do with one’s cultivation level it did not; the key was your high-profile presence in this place.

He felt that there must be a reason for this person to remain here, and when he asked, the other party admitted to being a wild cultivator with nonchalance.

This type of cultivator, who lived freely and at ease, was not unfamiliar to Senior Yan; even within the disciples of the Four Great Sects, there were many who did as they pleased—especially numerous within the Taiqing Sect.

So he couldn’t help but frown slightly, “Could it be that there is some treasure in this place, which has enticed Fellow Daoist to linger?”

—In truth, this was the question he had most wanted to ask; everything before was merely a preamble.

Speaking honestly, this was his true speculation, the one that could best explain why the other party remained here so steadfastly.

“Of course, there are treasures,” Feng Jun laughed when he heard it. He had foreseen that he would face such questions one day, beyond his control.

Fortunately, the other party had asked directly rather than sneakily acting with malice like “Jie Chaoqun,” which was somewhat open and aboveboard.

Given that, he would not take offense at the other’s presumptuousness, but instead, he explained with a smile, “The jade here… what you call Huashi, is very useful to me.”

Senior Yan had long been aware of this fact. Indeed, the entire Wuyou Platform found it strange that this person had been buying Huashi on such a large scale, but for what purpose?

Pan Renjie changed his role to Craftsman Pan, not just for experiencing worldly trials; he too wanted to know what was the use of carving Huashi?

Feng Jun had been asked such questions before, but had always responded with a smile and refused to answer.

Before coming here, Senior Yan had specifically looked into what help Huashi could provide to cultivation, but had not found any answers.

Regardless, past records proved that ever since Feng Jun arrived at Mount Zhige, he had been persistently purchasing Huashi.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Senior Yan gestured with a bow of his hands, “I request Fellow Daoist to enlighten me, what effect can this Huashi… jade truly have on cultivation? I am willing to offer twice the yield of Mount Zhige in return.”

His request was made very naturally, relying on the support of Wuyou Platform—I’m not taking your business; you just have to tell me the reason, or else you might find managing Mount Zhige easy, but don’t even think about the next jade mine.

If you agree to tell me, I’ll give you two Mount Zhiges’ worth of jade.

Communicating in such a manner with cultivators from other domains was not a problem—you are not a cultivator from this domain, and if you’re so secretive about gathering materials here, then don’t blame us for being impolite.

Feng Jun laughed helplessly, “You might not believe me if I say it, but jade really has nothing to do with cultivation.”

Senior Yan looked at him indifferently: refusing the toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit?

“It’s just because this stone is beautiful,” Feng Jun spread his hands and sighed lightly, “A person’s preferences above will greatly influence those below.”

Senior Yan’s gaze softened a lot all of a sudden, he couldn’t help but nod, “I understand.”

No joke, he really understood that the materials cultivators put great effort into collecting weren’t necessarily for cultivation purposes.

Inside Wuyou Platform, there was a very clear example—a Golden Core Master from hundreds of years ago was fond of dog fighting.

The Master’s dog fighting required natural-born dogs from the Mortal Realm, not altered by an Immortal Family—completely natural growth was a must.

As for why a Golden Core Great Cultivator capable of moving seas and reversing rivers would take pleasure in dog fighting—does liking something require a reason?

Emperors from the Earth Realm even enjoyed fighting crickets—that too is something they could crush with a flick of a finger.

At that time, more than one cultivator in the Ascendant Phase roamed the mortal world, simply to find a good dog.

Finding a dog was the means, but the objective was to curry favor with the Golden Core Great Cultivator for the sake of better cultivation for themselves.

Anyway, the hobbies of the Golden Core Master back then made some of the disciples of Wuyou Platform acts a subject of ridicule by some outsiders, but who was qualified to say they were wrong?

Senior Yan could relate deeply to this, so he truly accepted the explanation, which seemed absurd: this jade did indeed look much prettier than ordinary stones.

If that were not the case, there wouldn’t be any shops selling Jade in Donghua Country—though the prices are not high, they’re still more expensive than ordinary rocks.

Feng Jun couldn’t be sure if the other party truly accepted his explanation. After all, he spoke the truth—at least part of the truth.

He didn’t want to dwell on this issue any longer. “When my cultivation resources run low, naturally, I will go to the Immortal Market.”

“Actually, visiting the Immortal Market occasionally is harmless,” the elder Yan sympathized a bit with the guy. “Fellow Daoist, staying in the Mortal Realm all the time is very detrimental to your own development.”

Feng Jun chuckled and bluffed, “When we complete tasks, we pay great attention to the process… I have my compelling reasons.”

The elder Yan no longer wanted to pursue the topic, “So… an analysis of an Array Plate for two sets of Cultivation Techniques?”

Feng Jun pondered for a moment and replied, “Add five hundred Spirit Stones, and I can’t go any lower… Once the Formation is analyzed, you can make money from it.”

The elder Yan also took a step back, “Then Fellow Daoist must promise you can definitely analyze it.”

“I can’t make that promise,” where would Feng Jun fall for such a trick? “I even won’t exclude the possibility of increasing the price, as you know, different Array Plates have distinctions… If the elder cannot agree, then let’s call it off now, and consider this merely a casual chat.”

What else could elder Yan say? The other party could put on a “I’m not playing anymore” attitude any moment, leaving him with no choice.

Once the bargaining was settled, Feng Jun notified Mi Yunshan with the walkie-talkie, instructing her to find an opportunity to tell those two that it was time to end their cultivation.

Elder Yan looked thoughtfully into the depths of Mount Zhige, “They’re in the Formation? Setting up this Spirit Gathering Array… must have been costly.”

An Intermediate Level Worldly Trials Spirit Gathering Array was indeed too conspicuous. He was over twenty li away from the Spirit Gathering Array with several small hills in between, yet he could still feel the massive ball of Spiritual Energy.

Let’s put it this way, the efficiency of this Spirit Gathering Array was almost no different from the Heaven-Swallowing Formation that Feng Jun had on Earth Realm. If he cultivated with full effort, it would take less than nine hours to deplete nine Spirit Stones—the Heaven-Swallowing Formation did consume more Spirit Stones, but that was due to the fit with the cultivation technique.

Being at the early stage of the Qi Refinement Realm, elder Yan felt some emotion about the extravagance of the Formation. However, subtly, he was also insinuating that setting up a Spirit Gathering Array in such a place was too uneconomical.

Feng Jun did not pay attention to his insinuation, rather he was inwardly groaning: with such a commotion, in Earth Realm, setting up such a Spirit Gathering Array for a Heaven-Swallowing Formation would be difficult in the small Luohua Manor.

Soon, Mi Yunshan sent back a message, stating that the two from the Immortal Family had already left the Spirit Gathering Array, and asked whether to collect the Array Plate—she and Yu Changqing couldn’t even get close to the Array Plate; to collect it, they had to entrust two immortals from Wuyou Platform.

Normally, collecting the Array Plate would be standard after cultivation. Yet, Pan Renjie and Shangguan Yunjin unanimously believed that in such a place poor in Spiritual Energy, amassing such Spiritual Energy was not easy, and collecting the Array Plate recklessly would waste a lot of Spiritual Energy.

“No need to collect, I will go and cultivate for a while,” Feng Jun replied. Then he gave a fist salute to elder Yan and Wang Botai, “Fellow Daoists, excuse me from further disturbing you.”

As he turned to leave, elder Yan glanced at Wang Botai and remarked, “Fellow Daoists… kid, you’re taking advantage of me.”

Feng Jun set off to cultivate, not willing to waste those nine Spirit Stones. During the process of amassing Spiritual Energy, the Spirit Stones had indeed been significantly depleted. To start the Spirit Gathering Array again would mean a similar loss—a landlord’s home was not a place of endless resources.

Secondly, he wanted others to know that he too was now a part of the “Formation Clan.” So, me casually gathering Spiritual Energy inside Mount Zhige for cultivation shouldn’t surprise anyone.

This hinted others too that in the future, if he tweaked anything within the mountain, people would not easily become suspicious.

To achieve this, he even had Mi Yunshan notify those who were leeching Spiritual Energy—Divine Doctor Feng has activated a major Formation in the mountain, those interested might go there to experience it.

In fact, observant individuals had already noted the abnormality within the mountain—as compared to elder Yan, they were much closer to the Spirit Gathering Array, but without Divine Doctor’s permission and Mi Yunshan’s absence, even Lang Zhen dared not approach carelessly.

Upon hearing that Divine Doctor allowed everyone to feel the energy up close, all those eligible to leech Spiritual Energy went.

Leaving the Divine Doctor’s Huashi Courtyard with only Chen Junwei, an Innate Expert, guarding the gate.

However, one could imagine that even Yu Changqing couldn’t get close to the Spirit Gathering Array, these people could at most stop at a distance, more than two hundred meters away from the Array Plate.

One person was an exception, and that was Chen Junsheng. At the moment, he was merely at the first layer of the Mortal Transformation Stage. But, being a former Innate Expert, his mindset, will, and body were much stronger than others.

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Braving the surging Spiritual Energy, he hard-headedly made his way to within a hundred meters of the Spirit Gathering Array and sat down to cultivate.

An hour later, his body shook violently… he had reached the second layer of the Mortal Transformation Stage!

After another four hours, his body shook once more… now he was at the third layer of the Mortal Transformation Stage!

His body was then flushed red, countless capillaries had burst and numerous small cuts leaked blood. The whole person looked as pitiful as could be.

This was the consequence of consecutive advancements—brave progression could not avoid paying a price.

Another eight hours later, under everyone’s watchful eyes, he stood up and staggered forward another twenty meters or so.

He felt he could advance further, epitomizing the pride of a former Innate Expert—I might die, but I refuse to lose!

(First chapter, summoning monthly tickets.)