Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: Stay Grounded (Third update, asking for monthly passes)

Feng Jun conducted animal experiments for a full ten days.

During that period, he had someone buy a large vat and tossed Jie Chaoqun’s corpse into it, sprinkled it with corpse-dissolving powder, and after the body had completely dissolved, he took the vat to Mount Zhige and dumped both the vat and the corpse fluid into the river.

After a week of animal experiments, he had basically mastered the skill of taking living creatures through different planes.

However, that was only limited to livestock; he hadn’t been able to figure it out with humans yet—the test subjects were hard to find.

The most crucial point was that there was a huge difference between taking ordinary people and taking cultivators who have reached the out-of-dust phase, which required slowly exploring the rules.

But Feng Jun was not discouraged, for he had grasped one rule: if the energy points weren’t enough, he couldn’t bring people through!

If he couldn’t bring people through, he couldn’t enter either!

Unfortunately, such operations would still reset the energy points to zero, and if people couldn’t get through, it seemed the side effects would occur on him— it would neutralize the spiritual energy in his body and there was a certain chance of physical harm.

The results of the tests could be discussed slowly, I’ll just say that after ten days of testing, the four words “Luohua Manor” had become synonymous with “weird,” “evil,” “fear,” and “supernatural” in Baixing Town.

In the ten days of tests, hundreds of chickens and ducks died, along with dozens of pigs and sheep. By the later stages, not to mention selling them through the gatekeeper, even the manor’s staff canteen couldn’t consume so many, so Li Xiaobin decided to distribute the meat to the employees to take home.

——All these animals had died without being bled!

This terrifying reputation even reached the ears of the Xu Family of Chaoge through connections in the underworld.

Third Master Xu and Fourth Master Xu had already been detained in custody, facing formal charges next.

The Xu family was quite indignant at first, but when they heard this news, they completely lost confidence—Chaoge was also in Funiu Province, and they believed in the supernatural even more than the people of Zhengyang.

So, through Mou Miao’s business partners, they conveyed their intention to reconcile, no longer detaining the car and the Boiler Camel Motorcycle and offering one hundred thousand yuan in compensation for the two smashed Boiler Camel Motorcycles.

Mou Miao thought that these terms were acceptable, but Sister Hong refused them outright, stating clearly, “The Xu family started the trouble; we decide when it ends—not them!”@@novelbin@@

True to her reputation as a social player, Sister Hong showed her spirit of “pursuing the enemy with the courage left over,” even though she guessed that the car accident that caused one death and one severe injury in the Xu family might have been Feng Jun’s doing, she still showed no mercy.

In fact, she was not as cold-blooded as rumored; she was just relentless because she did not want the other party to keep pestering her about that strange car accident.

However, as soon as she said that, Mou Miao, who was oblivious to the truth, immediately followed her lead, “Yeah, my driver Xiao Meng is still lying in the hospital bed, and no one has given him an answer.”

Liu Xiaoxuan was clear in her statement, “We fled from Chaoge, and police cars were chasing us before we got on the highway; I never want to go back to that place again… President Feng also said, let them deliver what they owe us to Zhengyang!”

Her impression of Chaoge was truly terrible, although she earned money there that she had never dared to dream of before and had barely entered a well-off life, she just couldn’t bring herself to like the place.

However, the Xu family really didn’t want to send over the Boiler Camel Motorcycles; now, they had become startled birds, both defiant and afraid to contact Luohua Manor—what if they were picked on again while moving the Boiler Camel Motorcycles?

Mou Miao was not in a hurry; he was now in contact with manufacturers in other areas to coordinate the continued production of the Boiler Camel Motorcycles.

After completing the test of carrying living creatures, Feng Jun went to the cave to soothe Mi Yunshan, then activated the Spirit Gathering Array, and once again practiced the Dragon Phoenix Supreme with her, who was at the second layer of the shed-mortal phase.

He had stabilized his mind quite a bit after adjusting for ten days, whereas it was Mi Yunshan’s nerves that were truly thick; she was a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm who had disappeared for just over half an hour, and she was able to indulge in cultivating with him without any scruples.

This time the results were exceptionally good, and the gentle Sister Lin was passionate like fire in the rainy night.

After the cultivation was over, Feng Jun sent her back during the rainy night, and then returned to Mount Zhige to dismantle part of the Spirit Gathering Array; he wasn’t planning on using it for some time.

Then he returned to the Earth Plane, just in time for Friday.

In the evening, Teacher Mei came to teach Li Shishi piano, and Gazi, after cultivating in the bamboo forest until the afternoon, officially advanced to high-rank martial warrior.

Lu Xiaoning’s advancement envied Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang quite a bit, both of whom were also at the peak of intermediate level martial warriors but had not advanced yet, and now this newcomer had surpassed them.

They approached Feng Jun to discuss whether they could use the bamboo forest more often?

Feng Jun thought, might as well set up another Spirit Gathering Array in the pavilion in the backyard.

In the future, with Sister Hong and Feng Jing around, there would be a lot of cultivating together, and having another Spirit Gathering Array would be convenient for everyone.

However, he still emphasized one thing: they must balance work and rest; they cannot be recklessly diligent. Gazi advanced faster than you because he is younger; your envy is useless.

It was too late to set up the Spirit Formation that night, but after dinner, Feng Jun took Feng Jing to the bamboo forest.

Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang exchanged glances: Fine, we’ll just cultivate in the backyard.

That night, Feng Jing finally advanced to the Intermediate Level Martial Warrior.

Despite her seemingly languid demeanor, Feng Jing was actually a bit anxious about not advancing. After she did, she was overjoyed and clung to him… to stabilize her realm twice over.

As dawn began to break, the two returned to the villa. Feng Jing was eager to rest, but Feng Jun handed her a stack of papers—it was the “Supreme Dragon Phoenix Technique,” and he made it clear: next, she should begin her cultivation path.

Feng Jing went to rest, but Feng Jun didn’t get any rest himself. He went to the backyard and started setting up a Spirit Gathering Array.

While setting up the array, he didn’t conceal his actions from Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang, who were meditating. They guessed that the master was adjusting the spiritual energy environment nearby and didn’t intrude, focusing instead on their cultivation.

Did the two of them want to learn how to manipulate spiritual energy? Of course, they did!

However, up to this day, they both understood very clearly—if the master doesn’t teach, we don’t ask.

This change in mentality was especially evident in Wang Haifeng. Initially, when he started learning cultivation from Feng Jun, he felt a little proud of his accomplishments and acted superior, which wasn’t the way friends should behave. He even left in disgruntlement because of this.

But now, where would he dare think like that? For Feng Jun to be willing to teach him was already extraordinary!

In fact, when Feng Jun was setting up the formation, he kept certain things back. The layout of the villa’s backyard was very simple, and many of the things he placed were quite conspicuous, clearly out of place at first glance.

Nevertheless, in the end, there were still a few items that he concealed quite well.

Once it was fully light, the two of them went to rest, and with a lift of his hand, Feng Jun pinched a spell: “Formation, activate!”

In the Earth Realm, after the Spirit Gathering Array activated, the accumulation of spiritual energy was very slow, but even so, by noon, the concentration of spiritual energy had already matched that of the Mortal Realm within the mobile phone plane.

Lu Xiaoning, who was in the front yard, felt the anomaly from the backyard and came over to take a look, expressing her amazement, “Brother Jun, at this rate, won’t this place be almost like the Bamboo Forest soon?”

“Yes, this will be my cultivation spot from now on,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “In these past few days, while the spiritual energy hasn’t yet surged, I’ll bring some bamboo over. You guys can cultivate here first. Once the spiritual energy kicks in, I’ll no longer need to go to the Bamboo Forest.”

This was the convenience of being a master. This place was close to his residence, so he claimed it for himself but would let his disciples use it before the Spirit Gathering Array had gathered enough spiritual energy.

This kind of situation was all too common in the mobile phone plane, where the Spirit Gathering Arrays were even explicitly divided between those for the Qi Refinement Realm and those for the Foundation Establishment Realm.

That afternoon was cloudy, and trucks loaded with bamboo came in one after another. Feng Jun directed the workers, and by the end of the afternoon, the bamboos were planted in the backyard in an artful manner.

Some workers felt that the pits were dug a bit shallow, which wouldn’t be good for the bamboo’s survival, but Feng Jun calmly stated that these were concerns for him to address, and they just needed to do as he instructed.

Even though the weather was hot and the sun peeked out intermittently, President Feng was generous with payment. By 6 p.m., all the bamboo was planted.

The workers had just left when Sister Hong’s BMW arrived at the villa, with Zhang Caixin stepping out from the front passenger seat.

The sisters had been at odds recently, and Sister Hong, stepping out from the driver’s seat, kept a stern face and didn’t speak to her sister.

No sooner had Zhang Caixin stepped out of the car than her eyes lit up, and she hastened towards the backyard.

“Beautiful!” Li Shishi called out from the foyer, “You can’t go to the backyard. You need President Feng’s permission first.”

Zhang Caixin turned her head to look at Sister Hong, “Sister?”

“Alright, Xiao Li,” Sister Hong waved to Li Shishi, “I’ll take her there… Has Teacher Mei arrived?”

“Teacher Mei went to the city at noon. She had two classes and should be back soon,” Li Shishi replied with a smile, “Director Zhang, just have a word with President Feng and your sister can stay out back all the time. It would save me the trouble, wouldn’t it?”

“Hmm, we’ll talk about it later,” Sister Hong mumbled vaguely, thinking to herself that only she and Teacher Mei were living in the back, so if Caixin moved in, what would that mean?

When the two entered the backyard, Lu Xiaoning was dragging the rubber hose to water the bamboo, while Feng Jun held a shovel in one hand and a bamboo shoot in the other, checking where else he could plant.

Zhang Caixin quickly walked towards the pavilion on the rockery. Today she was dressed in a blue and white floral tank top with a white sheer short-sleeve cardigan and light blue denim hot pants. She wore silver wedge sandals with crystal straps on her feet.

The sisters both flaunted their bare legs, dazzlingly white and blinding to the eyes.

Standing in the pavilion, Zhang Caixin closed her eyes and took a blissful deep breath, whispering, “Sister, my intuition tells me that this place… should be mine.”

Sister Hong snorted, “Teacher Mei thinks the same, and… so does that crow.”

Zhang Caixin didn’t look at her; they were in the midst of a quarrel after all, “Never mind, I want to cultivate… I feel like I could directly cultivate Daoist techniques.”

Sister Hong scoffed, “You might as well fly straight to heaven. Get your feet on the ground.”

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