Big Data Cultivation

What is Liu Yifei thinking? He wants to worship the True God! Not only does he want to thank the right person, but he also wants to learn some Divine Skills.

Of course, it’s normal if he doesn’t learn any Divine Skills, but he comes from a place that reveres "Great Immortals." Even if he doesn’t learn those things, serving a Great Immortal up close has countless benefits.

At the very least, he wants to establish a communication channel. Getting to know someone well after just a few meetings - this kind of relationship won’t be very equal, but being able to run errands for a Great Immortal is still good.

Because he is very aware of the events that happened today, being able to invite the True Martial Great Emperor to act, and directly causing such a storm to rescue someone from a fire - such powers should be in the top ten even in Huaxia, right?

At first, he really thought it was Sofia who did it. Although he was puzzled about how a foreigner could invite a Daoist deity, when he thought about it, if even animals can cultivate, why not humans?

But with continued observation, he discovered something: Kent and Winston, these two foreign Taoists, respect Sofia very much, but the few Huaxia Taoists maintain a certain subtle distance from her while being respectful.

So Liu Yifei judged that these Huaxia Taoists were giving face to the person behind Sofia!

Liu Yifei wouldn’t look down on Sofia for this, and donating money wasn’t an issue, but he really wanted to thank the real person in charge.

Upon hearing Han Hong asking this, he hesitated before speaking, "I mean no harm, I just want to worship the True God."

"You’re not qualified," Han Hong waved his hand dismissively, "you don’t even have a dozen bodyguards around you... You’re far off."

"We’re just friends invited to play together," Liu Yifei felt belittled and was quite displeased, he couldn’t keep a low profile anymore, "If I want, what’s a dozen bodyguards? My family is quite wealthy."

"That amount of money is not really wealthy," Han Hong, despite being a Taoist, spoke with great arrogance, "not even ten billion, right?"

You talk as if you have ten billion, Liu Yifei thought indignantly, "My personal assets are not up to ten billion, but the clan’s assets... are close to a hundred billion."

"That’s why I say you’re not wealthy enough," Han Hong patted his shoulder and turned downstairs, "if you had a worth of a hundred billion, you would already know who the boss here is... Don’t ask me, I don’t dare to say."

Liu Yifei nearly burst in anger, being underestimated like this, he took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Before this, he didn’t want to disturb anyone in China, but now he couldn’t accept it - being worth over a hundred billion would let you know who the boss here is?

Now... Ha, sorry, I’ve known quite a few people like that.

In fact, he’s a second-generation wealthy kid, his father is really the capable one, a person who indeed has a dozen bodyguards around him, but this time in Australia, he heard the security was good, so he gathered a few friends of similar status to come and play.

He could have brought bodyguards, but bringing them along wouldn’t be as fun - there are restrictions on this and that.

Even more embarrassing, he didn’t bring a satellite phone, thinking Australia was quite developed.

But in fact, even 4G is rare in Australia, 3G is mainstream, easily dropping to E or 2G without noticing.

When they were trapped in the fire, unable to contact the outside world, Liu Yifei thought: next time when going abroad, no matter what, he must bring several satellite phones.

He called back to China, and ten minutes later, his face turned extremely shocked...

Sofia found Feng Jun, explaining the outside situation, "Wild animals are coming over, how should we handle this?"

"Ah, rescuing people also led to a lot of issues," Feng Jun shook his head with a wry smile, "What’s your suggestion?"

"I don’t think it’s necessary to continue paying attention," Sofia’s choice was very firm, "For future Rain Prayer Arrays, we’ll only protect the Daoist Temple, beyond that scope, we won’t care. This incident is an exception, but it’s just this one time."

"No problem," Feng Jun nodded decisively. To be honest, Sofia’s firmness exceeded his expectations. In his mind, a dainty young girl should have some charitable heart.

But from her, he discovered the cruelty of a child - yes, children are the truly cold ones, considering themselves first and others second, caring only about their convenience without considering others’ feelings.

However, he didn’t see it as a big issue, "Okay, I’ll disperse those wild animals."

Actually, Sofia isn’t that cold; she went out to announce, hoping everyone would arrange their schedules soon - overnight stays are not allowed at the Daoist Temple, so go to the town if needed, go muddy if necessary.

Daisy came to report again, saying it rained in the town, and in the two churches, many believers were praying again.

"This is a good thing," Sofia said with a smile, "it means there are people living in the town again."

The Cultivation Technique she practiced, "Incense Fire Ascension," still couldn’t do without churches, as there are too few Daoist Sect believers in Australia. She has to "steal" the faith thoughts of others to cultivate better.

Of course, Sofia didn’t like being so sneaky either, but she had no choice. She had already been declared an apostate and could no longer cultivate through the church. If she really started secretly condensing holy water like Keane, then she’d truly be an apostate.

She’s now using the method improved by Feng Jun to cultivate, which supposedly aligns more with the Daoist sects’ practices. However, unfortunately, in modern Huaxia, becoming a deity through incense fire is no longer allowed, and even the Earth Deity Lin Heihu has resorted to live streaming to gather incense fire. Where could she collect incense fire?

So her cultivation foundation was the Incense Fire Ascension Array, but she definitely couldn’t do without the faith power attracted by the church.

Because of this, even though the town’s church was very antagonistic towards her, she never thought of destroying it. Now that she heard the town was becoming lively, she wasn’t too angry, just a bit wistful — life in the cracks is truly difficult.

She was indeed caught in a bind, neither east nor west, and she had to be stealthy. The bitterness of it all was known only to her.

"But we don’t want to go to the town," the firefighter stepped in. His financial standing wasn’t significant, but during today’s unexpected events, he won everyone’s trust with his calmness, fairness, and professionalism.

In most travel groups, when something happens, the ones who stand out are those who are brave and have some real skills. Being wealthy or powerful doesn’t help much... A group that disbands upon returning to their country, what does your wealth or power have to do with me?

The firefighter believed that rather than staying at the foot of the mountain, they might as well stay on the mountain, and everyone agreed.

The conditions at the foot of the mountain might be better, since it’s a town, but on the mountain... there’s the True Martial Great Emperor.

Often, life is about living freely and comfortably, with a sense of security. After some discussion, everyone felt that going down to the muddy town now, they’d arrive at past eight or nine in the evening, unable to do anything.

Going to the town wasn’t safe and... most people in town had already fled.

So it was truly better to stay at the Daoist temple. There might be no place to sleep at night, but... one could sleep in the bus.

For these high-end user groups, sleeping on the bus surely provided a poor user experience, and since they could afford it, the firefighter hoped the Daoist temple could provide some sleeping bags or the like; money wasn’t the issue.

In reality, they intended to hang on and watch the rain at night.

Sofia was straightforward, nodding and agreeing, "Alright, stay here. I’ll find some tents... You can’t sleep inside the Daoist temple, but outside near the fence, you can choose freely."

Helping people could become addictive. The Daoist temple had already paid a big price for these people, so helping a bit more was quite normal — otherwise, wouldn’t it all be for nothing?

Of course, the key point was that these people were Huaxia citizens, saved by Feng Jun himself. Could she refuse?

In fact, outdoor supplies were never lacking in the Daoist temple. Sofia herself had prepared quite a few, and she knew that Feng Jun could basically provide these supplies indefinitely.

But when she promised these conditions, there were outsiders present, people from Amsterdam Town. They hadn’t evacuated, yet didn’t want to return to town either, intending to sleep near the Daoist temple.

These people weren’t coveting Sofia’s promised sleeping bags or tents — to Australians, these things weren’t costly, and they wouldn’t complain about fairness. Shouldn’t tourists receive help?

What they cared about was: How are you planning to deal with the wild animals approaching?

For most people, wild animals approaching wasn’t a good thing.

Wild meant they couldn’t quite understand human intentions and could cause a lot of trouble.

For people born in big cities, they might find it hard to grasp, thinking it’s romantic, but just take an example: How would you feel if cockroaches appeared in your home?

Poetry and the distance... Poetry is beautiful, but when it comes to the distance, there are too many fleas, and mosquitoes and lice abound.

This time, Sofia made no promises but took a rather high stance, "All living things have the right to exist. These wild animals are also pitiful. If you think they’ll cause danger, then you may as well shoot them."

Her words to the locals differed from those to the Huaxia citizens.

But the locals couldn’t criticize her; this place emphasized freedom of speech, and as for the Huaxia citizens, who dared to question her?

The rain stopped around five o’clock, and by seven, it started again, this time in the traditional area of the Daoist temple. However, since there had just been a rain on the outskirts, this rain didn’t agitate the wild animals.

Instead, the travel agency reported the news to the embassy — they couldn’t possibly neglect to call for help when in danger yet fail to report safety when rescued.

"True Martial Manifestation..." Upon receiving the news, they were truly baffled, "This could only happen abroad, keep causing a ruckus..."

However, the next morning, they received another call from the travel agency, "A Huaxia tourist was bitten by a venomous spider..."