Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: The Gift of the Storage Talisman@@novelbin@@

Zhang Caixin meditated for over half an hour and successfully generated internal breath, entering the first layer of Transcending Mortality.

After that, she practiced for another three hours and smoothly completed the Xiao Zhoutian circulation.

The more she cultivated, the more she wanted to cultivate; she couldn’t stop at all.

“That’s enough!” Just at that moment, Feng Jun spoke in a deep voice, “The first time you cultivate, you shouldn’t do it for too long. You can rest for a while and then go take a bath.”

Zhang Caixin slowly stood up. Sister Hong had already informed her that the body would secrete filth, and having been mentally prepared, she didn’t show much shyness. She stood up, took a couple of steps, and then exclaimed in surprise, “Eh? My body feels so light and agile.”

“Alright, we know you’re amazing,” Sister Hong urged her to move along, “go on ahead.”

Zhang Caixin walked quickly towards the rear building, and where she passed, she even brought with her a faint trace of fragrance.

Even though Feng Jun was considering how to arrange her future cultivation, he couldn’t help but snort a little upon smelling the scent.

“Eh, strange, what is this fragrance?”

“Body scent,” Sister Hong replied proudly, “the little one has been like this since she was young, if she doesn’t bathe for two days, her body will have…”

She stopped mid-sentence, obviously realizing that this topic wasn’t quite appropriate.

Feng Jun blinked, musing aloud, “That’s still the smell of the apocrine glands. I’ve only heard of Ivan people having a lot of body odor, but Caixin, this mixed-race child, actually has body scent, which is quite rare.”

Sister Hong didn’t want to talk to him and gave him a rolling of the eyes.

Feng Jing hesitated before asking, “So her… advancing to the second layer of Transcending Mortality should also be pretty quick, right?”

Feng Jun pondered for a moment before providing an answer, “To be conservative, within a week.”

Mi Yunshan took a week to go from the first layer to the second layer of Transcending Mortality, though it was due to the help of having him as a second-cultivation partner. But Sister Lin’s talents were not as good as Zhang Caixin’s.

Remembering Mi Yunshan’s charming and touching demeanor, he thought that the matter of talent really didn’t make any sense.

It’s not to say Feng Jun was fickle, but in reality, he didn’t initially have strong feelings for Mi Yunshan. However, essentially he was a man willing to take responsibility, even after experiencing the ruthless ordeal with Zhang Yunzhen.

She was his woman, and her temperament and personality easily triggered protective feelings, so he naturally thought about her more.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jing gave a bitter smile, “People really can’t be compared with one another.”

Sister Hong glanced askance at her, “Then you need to hurry up and practice Yoga with Master Feng.”

This time, Feng Jing wouldn’t let it slide, as she was already feeling a sense of crisis, “You’re always monopolizing him. How am I supposed to practice?”

Sister Hong spoke with a veiled smile, “Then… how about we both do it together?”

She might have a queenly demeanor, but compared to speaking offensively, she wasn’t afraid of anyone.

In this aspect, Feng Jing was no match for her; she just pretended she didn’t hear and then looked at Feng Jun, “To cultivate directly, and not be a Martial Cultivator… What’s the difference compared to ordinary people?”

If one practiced Martial Cultivation first, the immediate result would be greater physical combat capability. What could one do in the realm of Transcending Mortality?

Feng Jun answered directly, “At the realm of Transcending Mortality, you can activate certain talismans that ordinary people cannot.”

Some talismans can be activated by ordinary people, like the Golden Armor Charm he prepared for his parents, which they could use by simply tearing it open.

As for the Thunderclap Talismans he was learning, there were versions for mortals and versions for Immortals.

The Thunderclap Talismans that mortals could activate were less powerful, while those that Immortals could activate were much more powerful.

At the first layer of Transcending Mortality, one could be considered to have some spiritual energy, and talismans that didn’t require much spiritual energy to use could also be activated.

Feng Jing blinked and asked, “Like which talismans?”

Feng Jun was taken aback for a moment before slowly saying, “Let me think about it.”

He had killed a Cultivator in the Out of Dust Realm and obtained quite a few talismans, but those talismans—let alone the Transcending Mortality Realm, even Cultivators in the Qi Refinement Realm could hardly activate them.

They were talismans prepared by Out of Dust Realm Cultivators for themselves, not something low-end.

However, Feng Jun had his own ways. It wasn’t just Mi Yunshan and Zhang Caixin he knew in the Transcending Mortality Realm.

Yu Changqing and Chen Junsheng were also in the Transcending Mortality Realm, with Chen Junsheng backed by the support of the Yuntai Chen Family, and Yu Changqing was an outstanding figure in the Transcending Mortality Realm, also with the backing of the huge Wuyou Platform.

Currently, he was not short of Spirit Stones, with more than three hundred. He could buy some good items with them.

In fact, after Feng Jun’s visit to Yu Changqing, he resolved the issue.

In the eyes of Feng Jing and Sister Hong, he had just stared blankly for a moment before smiling with bared teeth, “There are indeed some.”

Both women asked in unison, “What kind?”

“It’s…” Feng Jun originally hadn’t planned to keep it a secret, but seeing the strong curiosity on their faces, he smiled slightly, “What do you think?”

He was chased into the back building by two women…

Then what? It’s summer, so everyone’s not wearing much, right? Amidst the playfulness, some real sparks flew.

Feng Jun’s strength was immense, holding one woman in each hand, he planned to enter a bedroom for an unprecedented dual cultivation session.

Sister Hong struggled fiercely, her purple-red ultra-short skirt flipping up, revealing her black little whatnots and contrasting sharply with her snow-white legs.

Just then, Feng Jun suddenly let go, steadied them both on their feet, and spoke softly, “Alright, let’s have a drink.”

The three of them moved to the living room on the second floor; they had just sat down when the door to one of the bedrooms opened, and Zhang Caixin walked out smiling.

Her outfit was casual and lazy, a blue and white checked tennis skirt a good twenty centimeters above her knees, paired with a white pullover sweatshirt, the kind that’s made of thick cotton, with the hem of the shirt almost reaching the end of the tennis skirt.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, slightly curly, with the tips still dripping water, indicating she had come out without even drying her hair after her bath.

Stepping out of the room and seeing the three people in the small living room, she paused, then smiled slightly, “You’re all awake?”

Feng Jing couldn’t help but roll her eyes upon hearing this: We both were asleep… which left you two free to make all the noise, didn’t it?

She didn’t want to be jealous about such matters, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t thought about it.

Feng Jun smiled slightly, speaking earnestly, “You’ve ascended to the Mortal Transcendence level. Teacher Mei, your sister, and I plan to give you a gift.”

Zhang Caixin looked at him thoughtfully, her face showing a disgusted expression, “Three people, all older brothers and sisters… and you’re giving me just one gift?”

“Alright,” Feng Jun raised both hands with a laugh, “The two of them are just making up the numbers, this gift is from me to you.”

Feng Jing sat silently; Sister Hong spoke up, “You already got the BMW, isn’t that enough?”

Zhang Caixin’s eyes darted around, “I want your Hetian Red Jade!”

“Okay,” Sister Hong answered surprisingly quickly but added right after, “I’ll be transcending soon too, you know… You better think about what to get me.”

Zhang Caixin didn’t argue with her sister, but walked over and sat down on the couch, tilting her head to look at Feng Jun with interest, “What are you giving me?”

Feng Jun lifted his hand, and in it was a palm-sized light gray object, somewhat like cloth but also like xuan paper, “A Storage Talisman… it can store items up to four square meters in size and one and a half meters tall. Here, let me show you how to use it.”

That was what he had obtained from Yu Changqing.

The Storage Talisman she carried was the kind used by cultivators, not the type made by Lord Beiyuan that anyone could use, those that could only be used ten times; those were really trashy.

…Well, the cultivators’ Storage Talismans only lasted for thirty to fifty uses, so they weren’t that much better.

Anyway, this was something that needed spiritual energy to operate, and as for the trashy Storage Talismans, Feng Jun really couldn’t get any at the moment.

He was able to obtain this Storage Talisman because Yu Changqing had spares with her. She thought he was seeking one for Mi Yunshan, so she generously offered her own talisman in use and switched to a new one for herself.

Feng Jun assured he wouldn’t take advantage of her and sent her a farm use vehicle, along with some diesel fuel.

Zhang Caixin took the Storage Talisman, looking at it curiously for a while before lifting her hand and giving the coffee table in front of the couch a shake.

The next moment, the coffee table in front disappeared.

Seeing this, Sister Hong was immediately stunned. She finally understood how Barrett had vanished from Feng Jun’s grasp and also knew how he could conjure things out of thin air.

Feng Jing was equally astounded; she too had seen Feng Jun produce things from nowhere, but… this ability, this little girl mastered it instantly? “Is it really that simple?”

“Indeed, it’s kind of interesting,” Zhang Caixin smiled slightly, raising her hand to bring the coffee table back, “So this is how you transported your jade, no wonder no one knew where you got your stock.”

As she spoke, she lifted her hand, putting a can of beer from the coffee table into the talisman.

“Hey, hey,” Feng Jun hurriedly intervened, “This thing has a limited number of uses, be careful not to break it.”

“What?” Zhang Caixin was startled upon hearing that and reflexively lifted her hand, releasing the beer again, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

“I haven’t had the chance yet, have I?” Feng Jun said with a mix of laughter and helplessness, spreading his hands in resignation, “Who would have thought you’d be so eager?”

Zhang Caixin frowned and replied in annoyance, “It was just a mistake the first time I tried it. I intended to store only that can of beer, but I ended up putting away the whole coffee table. So I thought I’d try again…”

Upon hearing this, Sister Hong and Feng Jing both rolled their eyes, rendered speechless by her, while Feng Jun couldn’t help but laugh.

Zhang Caixin became anxious, turning to look at him, “This… how many times can it still be used?”

Feng Jun pondered before answering, “About ten times. Putting something in and taking it out, that counts as one use.”

At those words, Zhang Caixin suddenly felt pained, “Oh no, out of just about ten uses, I’ve wasted two already. Each use of this thing must be worth hundreds of thousands, right?”

“Hundreds of thousands?” Sister Hong scoffed at the notion, “If you find someone unscrupulous, you could easily make tens of millions… and I’m talking US Dollars!”

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