Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 581 - 581 The Heavenly Master Is Very Busy

Chapter 581: Chapter 581 The Heavenly Master Is Very Busy Chapter 581 -581 The Heavenly Master Is Very Busy Not feeling well? Feng Jun thought carefully, his first impression of Gu Jiahui this afternoon was that she indeed seemed a bit thinner.

But… how could it be possible that her health didn’t improve? He was a bit unhappy, “Are you suggesting… that I didn’t cure her?”

He hadn’t even been concerned about the follow-up treatment costs, feeling like Luohua Manor was like a university in Huaxia – strict with admissions but lenient with costs – it wasn’t easy to be accepted for treatment, but as long as you showed sincerity, he didn’t place much emphasis on the subsequent treatment fees.

He never intended to make money from this; the only reason he chose to be strict with admissions was to avoid some trouble.

If Luohua Manor became a medical sanctuary, would he have any time left for cultivation?

However, he was indeed very concerned about Gu Jiahui. Even if she might not pursue cultivation in the future, he had also completely cured her.

Even after her recovery, Gu Jiahui had been hopping around the manor for half a month, mooching off the Spirit Gathering Array every day.

Feng Jun didn’t mind this bit of Spiritual Energy, but the fact that Yang Yuxin said Xiao Hui was not in the right state really made him uncomfortable.

When Yang Yuxin saw his expression, she knew he had misunderstood and immediately clarified, “No, that’s not what I meant. She spent about four or five months in the Bamboo Forest, and then went back to Beijing… You know how the air is in Beijing.”

Feng Jun instantly realized the issue upon hearing this: after living four or five months in a place with pristine mountains and clear waters, abruptly returning to a city where the PM2.5 is off the charts would be intolerable for anyone, not to mention he also had a Spirit Gathering Array here.

He could only give a wry smile, “That’s true, but there’s nothing I can do about that. I can’t just move the Bamboo Forest to Beijing.”

Hearing this, Yang Yuxin immediately expressed her support, “If you want to move it, I’ll back you fully. Just near Beijing is fine; you don’t need to go into the city.”

She reckoned that moving hundreds of bamboo forests to Beijing’s air might not make much difference, so it would be better to just go to a suburban area.

“Not interested,” Feng Jun shook his head, “Frankly, I feel it is faster for you all to come from Beijing to Zhengyang than to go to the suburbs.”

This statement was somewhat exaggerated, but it was the very argument Yang Yuxin had previously used to persuade her daughter. He used the same reason to decline.

Yang Yuxin didn’t actually think she could convince him, so she didn’t dwell on the topic and instead returned to her daughter’s situation, “Regarding the air, I feel she can adapt better. We have the means to purify it at home. The key is… her appetite has decreased.”

Initially, she truly didn’t want her daughter to return so soon; even if, in the future, her daughter might follow Master Feng in cultivation, she shouldn’t return just after leaving for about ten days, should she?

But Gu Jiahui’s condition was apparent. She wasn’t intentionally skipping meals, instead, she was really trying hard to eat, but her appetite simply wouldn’t pick up, and eating just a little too much caused her to vomit.

Ten days passed without adjusting, so Yang Yuxin thought better of it and decided to take her daughter back to Zhengyang.

Feng Jun offered a suggestion, “Then in the next few days, don’t let her enter the Bamboo Forest. Just have her walk around the edges, she needs to adapt and gradually leave the Bamboo Forest.”

Yang Yuxin also planned on doing exactly that, but for some reason, hearing the master proactively suggest it made her feel a little bittersweet. She forced a smile, “Then I’ll trouble you, Master… Oh, how’s the progress with Chaoyang’s project?”

“It’s just so-so,” Feng Jun’s expression seemed somewhat indifferent, and then his eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Wanting to speed things up won’t make it go any faster… The main issue is the lack of people, the lack of trustworthy individuals.”

In reality, he wanted to speed things up; after all, he had already given the Cultivation Technique to his parents. A better environment could speed up their cultivation progress – even if not by much, any small improvement was still an improvement.

“Short on people?” Yang Yuxin raised her eyebrows, “Design, construction, or supervision? I might be able to help you find a solution.”

“All of them,” Feng Jun replied succinctly. Since Gu Jiahui would still be coming to the manor every now and then, there was no need for him to be formal with her, “If you could help, that would be great. But if there are any problems, I’ll come directly to you.”

Yang Yuxin laughed it off casually, “There won’t be any problems.”

That was the real deal—she didn’t even talk about stringent punishments for problems that might arise. Beneath her light tone lay an undeniable confidence—Come on, who’s got the guts to cause a problem and face the consequences?

Hearing this, Feng Jun felt completely reassured and nodded with a smile, “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Yang Yuxin shook her head with a smile, “It’s nothing, Master. You’re too polite.”

Some people are truly a pleasure to be around, like Director Yang, who possessed such qualities. Of course, this was also because Feng Jun himself had reached a certain stature.

Zhuang Haoyun felt a little uneasy meeting Yang Yuxin.

He was initially going to take the bus because he wasn’t sure if it was appropriate for him to go to the villa. While he was hesitating, wondering if he should back out, Feng Jun called him over, telling him to ride the motorcycle and follow.

Yang Yuxin casually accepted the Maoshan Sect’s Ancestral Tablet, but she was extremely curious: what exactly was this thing?

So, she sought out Zhuang Haoyun to understand the situation.

Zhuang Haoyun was actually also considered a descendant of the revolutionary forefathers. After chatting for a while, he mentioned his great-grandfather’s name; while Director Yang had not heard of this person, she knew he was a founding general and her attitude became even more courteous.

Then, he talked about his son’s illness, thanked Director Yang for the luxury bus gifted to Luohua Manor, and explained why Feng Jun had detained the Ancestral Tablet for ninety days.

Only then did Yang Yuxin understand that the ninety days had such a history. She looked at him meaningfully, “Your son being able to recuperate here at the master’s…is indeed a great fortune.”

“I think so, too,” Zhuang Haoyun nodded. He wanted to say that seeing her and her daughter again, he was even more sure of this fortune, but when the words reached his lips, he still didn’t have the courage to say them to her.

Yang Yuxin seemed easygoing, but she still exerted a considerable pressure on him; not only was this woman of noble status, but she was also strikingly beautiful, and additionally, a widow. He couldn’t help but entertain some wild thoughts.

He knew he shouldn’t be entertaining such thoughts, but once the idea came to him, he couldn’t control it no matter what. Feeling guilty, he dared not joke recklessly.

Yang Yuxin didn’t mind his reaction. Many promising figures would stutter when talking in front of her. Curiously, she asked, “So, the evil energy the master talked about… does it really exist?”

“It definitely exists,” Zhuang Haoyun affirmed with a nod. “Although I am a businessman, my Zhuang family’s ancestors included Zhuang Zhou; many cultivators have emerged in our lineage and some are still practicing cultivation.”

“People are still cultivating now?” Yang Yuxin’s curiosity grew. “Then, how do they compare to the master?”

Zhuang Haoyun really wanted to boast, but… he truly couldn’t. He could only laugh bitterly, “The ones in my family are just for show; if they were really reliable, why would I need to seek Master Feng’s help?”

“It hasn’t been easy for you,” Yang Yuxin nodded, speaking earnestly, “To ensure your son could stay here, you even went as far as to steal something from the Maoshan Sect. That takes some boldness; no wonder your business is so large.”

“You call that business compared to yours?” Zhuang Haoyun gave a wry smile, “But Master Feng did say, my ancestors were somewhat stronger than that reviving ancestor of Maoshan.”

Yang Yuxin remained silent, taking a long while before she voiced her question, “Then, what do you think… How does the master compare to Zhuang Zhou?”

Are you daring to think even bigger? Zhuang Haoyun was quite speechless. He reflected for a moment before replying, “Well, I really want to say that my old ancestor was more formidable, as he’s so famous, right? But that… is incomparable.”

Yang Yuxin hadn’t really expected an answer. She asked again, “So, in your opinion, is Master Feng engaged in cultivation or in ‘cultivation’?”

“Is there a difference between the two?” Zhuang Haoyun looked at her in surprise. “When cultivation reaches its ultimate point, it becomes ‘cultivation.’ There are even rumors that my great ancestor Zhuang Zhou ascended… You haven’t seen it, but the crew-cut young man under the master’s guidance can flip a car single-handedly.”

“That’s Gazi,” Yang Yuxin was quite familiar with Gazi, “One of the master’s three disciples, as well as his childhood friend. But he’s still far behind the master.”

“Far behind?” Zhuang Haoyun contemplated, and thinking of a certain glamorous woman possibly having a Storage Magical Artifact, couldn’t help raising his eyebrows, “Maybe he really is on the path to ‘cultivation’.”

That night at ten o’clock, Daoist Ma finally got in touch with Tang Wangsun, who presided over the Maoshan Lineage.

Unfortunately, Tang Wangsun had a meeting in the province the next day, was flying to the capital the next night, and had to attend a very important business celebration early the day after. It was an invitation from the capital’s elite, not something he could decline…

Simply put, Tang Tianshi’s schedule for the next five days was fully booked, and after those five days, there was a senior seminar for religious practitioners in the capital, which required half a month of learning, with no leave allowed without good reason.

In short, for the next twenty days or so, Tang Tianshi wouldn’t have time to come to Zhengyang. The Ancestral Tablet was very important, indeed, but those events were not something he could simply dismiss—just consider the half-month seminar, which would be attended and guided by several vice-national-level leaders.

Such as the vice-chairperson of the Political Consultative Conference, the Minister of Publicity, the Head of the United Front Department…

Isn’t it said that the Maoshan Sect has deep roots in the world? One cannot help but be influenced by the circles they move in.

Indeed, Tang Wangsun also took Daoist Ma’s report very seriously. The fact that Gazi’s divine strength and Feng Jing might possess Storage Magical Artifacts was one thing, but Feng Jun’s discovery of the Formation on the Ancestral Tablet aroused his great interest.

However, he still had no way to come—he could offend the related big shots if he canceled any other event.

Was Master Feng considered a big shot? To Tang Tianshi, he might very well be the biggest big shot—after all, Master Feng might be a High-Rank cultivator.

Nevertheless, disputes between fellow cultivators could be negotiated and resolved. Tang Tianshi had no way to negotiate with those external forces—you don’t come, that means you’re not giving me face!

Tang Tianshi pondered for a while, “How about I send Wenji in my place? She can make decisions on my behalf.”

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“Wenji Little Celestial Master?” Daoist Ma thought for a moment, “That’s good, she’s the most talented cultivator in three generations of Maoshan.”