Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1840 - 1842: What a True Immortal Seeks

That evening, the Qinggang Sect held a welcome banquet for the True Immortal Shou Zhong and invited others to accompany, but the Taiqing Sect only sent Master Sumiao, and the Crimson Phoenix Sect only sent Xia Nichang, not even Master Xiaomeng attended.

Moreover, these two only stayed for half an hour before leaving—having shown due respect to the True Immortal, there was no reason to stay any longer.

The True Immortal Shou Zhong didn’t pay much attention to the reactions of others. He simply told Yue Qing, "Your relationship with Feng Jun is alright, isn’t it? Give him a heads-up, and invite him to the villa tomorrow; I have something to discuss."

Yue Qing nodded, indicating his understanding. In truth, he wasn’t particularly fond of the True Immortal Shou Zhong either. While it’s true the Tianqin visits seven times, Shou Zhong isn’t from the Qinggang Sect, so there’s no need for him to overly accommodate.

In fact, even if Shou Zhong were from the Qinggang Sect, if Yue Qing found him disagreeable, he still wouldn’t accommodate him.

There were plenty of ways for him to contact Feng Jun, none of which required him to leave his house. That very night, he reached out directly with Divine Sense.

At that moment, in Feng Jun’s manor, the defensive formation was set to a high level, so any obvious probing with Divine Sense would not only fail but also be detected.

So when Yue Qing used his Divine Sense, it was like someone swaggering over to knock on the door. Feng Jun quickly noticed and identified whose Divine Sense it was, then proactively approached.

After understanding Yue Qing’s intentions, Feng Jun straightforwardly remarked, "On my turf, he expects me to visit him? Sorry, I’m not that free, I have plenty of serious matters to handle."

In fact, Feng Jun hadn’t had a comfortable day. He really didn’t expect the Nascent Soul True Immortal from the Higher Realm to come looking for him, and to straightforwardly tear open the space at White Pebble Beach.

So he stood firm against the True Immortal Shou Zhong, knowing in his heart that this was a survival strategy through confrontation—if he didn’t hold his ground, he might lose everything.

However, deep inside, he harbored deep-seated fear. A True Immortal visiting openly was a serious threat, especially since he brought along Zhang Caixin, Yang Yuxin, and several others—protecting these people was his priority.

Therefore, while confronting the True Immortal, he gathered his people around him, ready to flee at any moment.

After narrowly muddling through, he sensed a level of apprehension from the other side and decided to continue his strong stance.

In reality, if he didn’t stay strong, what could he do... run away?

Thus, he plainly stated, "Tomorrow morning, my factory is starting up, so I have a series of matters to attend to. Could you kindly inform the True Immortal Shou Zhong that I cannot possibly go visit him—on my turf, only he might visit me."

The True Immortal Shou Zhong wasn’t sure what starting a factory meant. Upon hearing that Feng Jun wasn’t coming, he said, "Then I’ll go visit him instead—surely this is humble enough?"

But unfortunately, early the next morning, when he went to visit Feng Jun, he was blocked by two Qi Refinement cultivators—one being Chen Junwei and the other, Jing Qingyang.

These two told him that Mountain Master Feng had gone out.

Gone out... The True Immortal Shou Zhong nearly exploded with rage. He requested a visit from Feng Jun, who didn’t comply, and after coming over, he found that Feng Jun left?

Of course, he couldn’t be fooled. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he confirmed that Feng Jun was indeed nearby, although the ’factory’ was a complete mystery to him; he couldn’t fathom the term’s meaning.

He really wanted to check out the factory, but at the same time realized he was not welcome in the area.

White Pebble Beach wasn’t actually that large, just a six-thousand-mile perimeter, equating to about sixteen hundred square kilometers, roughly a forty-kilometer square by Earth’s standard.

But this area belonged to Feng Jun, and if he wasn’t welcome, it was best not to intrude.

Still... while a personal visit might be unwelcome, there should be no issue using Divine Sense to check things out, right?

He investigated with his Divine Sense for a while and finally concluded: I don’t understand.

However, there was nothing embarrassing about not understanding because he discovered that Feng Jun’s operation was truly something of a mortal nature, unrelated to formations or artifact refining—nothing seemed to aid cultivation.

Once convinced that Feng Jun was indeed busy, the True Immortal Shou Zhong suppressed his irritation and leisurely waited at the entrance, even setting out a table and tea set to brew some tea.

Having reached the Nascent Soul Realm, one doesn’t need sustenance for survival, but for most cultivators, this nature is hard to discard, itself a part of the Great Dao.

Feng Jun returned just before evening—just as True Immortals could scout him, he too could scout the True Immortals. He simply couldn’t wait until dark to return, or his intentions would be too obvious.

This time, since the True Immortal Shou Zhong was waiting at the door, Feng Jun could no longer be overly selective. He stepped up, cupped his hands in greeting, "Salutations, True Immortal of the Higher Realm. May I know what brings you to my humble abode?"

The True Immortal Shou Zhong smiled faintly, "Are you implying that you’re not inviting me into your manor?"

Whether on the Kunhao Plane or the Tianqin Plane, "shutting the door on someone" is considered very impolite behavior.

Feng Jun responded righteously, "Please forgive me, True Immortal. My humble abode is too crude and vulgar, I fear it may offend your esteemed presence."

True Immortal Shou Zhong shook his head and replied earnestly, "It’s no big deal. I’ve long known the lower realm to be simple. It can’t be that bad. Why don’t we go inside and discuss in detail?"

Feng Jun did not wish to let him in, not because he intended to embarrass the other party, but because he needed to consider the feelings of the Big Boss. However, since the other party put it that way, he pondered for a moment before nodding, "Then I must trouble you, esteemed guest."

He opened the main door wide to welcome True Immortal Shou Zhong inside. Besides the True Immortal himself, he was accompanied by three Golden Core, over ten Cultivators of various ranks including Qi Refinement Realm, with Hu Yun being among them.

Feng Jun was unsure whether this display was the True Immortal’s usual demeanor or if the other party was deliberately putting on airs. However, it mattered little to him. After inviting the other party to be seated, he instructed Mi Yunsan to serve tea and water.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Qu Jianlei silently stood behind Feng Jun, openly supporting him, which drew the gaze of Hu Yun and others.

But Master Qu was unconcerned. He was someone who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, and protecting Feng Jun was part of the sect’s mission he accepted.

True Immortal Shou Zhong started by inquiring about Feng Jun’s origins.

Feng Jun straightforwardly stated, "I don’t want to discuss that. True Immortal, please state your purpose."

Hu Yun couldn’t help but interject, "If we can’t ascertain your identity, how are we supposed to trust you?"

In essence, he was just playing the ’bad cop,’ as True Immortal Shou Zhong addressed Feng Jun as Mountain Master while he still called him ’little friend,’ making it rather conspicuous.

Feng Jun gave him a look and replied sternly, "I haven’t asked you to trust me. The Dao is vast, and choosing one is enough. If you insist, you might end up on the lower path."

While it sounded like a debate on Dao, there was a touch of sarcasm: If you don’t trust me, then go do whatever you must. I never intended for you to trust me anyway.

Hu Yun raised his eyebrows, about to speak, but True Immortal Shou Zhong waved a hand and spoke kindly, "We mainly heard about your remarkable deduction abilities and wanted to request your help in deducing some matters. Thus, we wanted to understand your background to make an informed decision."

Upon hearing this explanation, Feng Jun felt slightly relieved. He had speculated about the purpose of the visit, so he wasn’t too surprised and shook his head, "My sect prohibits me from being ostentatious, so I’m really sorry. I don’t wish to be this way either."

True Immortal Shou Zhong’s eyes shifted, and then he nodded slowly, "Since it’s your sect’s wish, it’s hard to go against that. However, I heard Mountain Master Feng possesses a Paralysis Talisman. Could you lend it to me for a glimpse, to see its origins?"

Feng Jun shook his head again, "True Immortal, I must decline this request."

At any time, trying to probe others’ strengths covertly is very impolite. Though True Immortal Shou Zhong’s request sounded well-justified, it couldn’t deny the fact that it was excessive. So, Feng Jun refused without needing any reason.

"Okay then," True Immortal Shou Zhong paused before smiling, "It seems Mountain Master Feng wishes to keep things mysterious. In that case, let’s be candid... I am an Executor of the Spirit Plant Dao from the Tianqin Plane, and I am here to invite you to deduce an object."

Feng Jun furrowed his brows slightly, "I usually set specific days to focus on deducing things, but since it’s a True Immortal from the Higher Realm, a little flexibility is no big deal. What needs deducing?"

Flexibility is no big deal? True Immortal Shou Zhong sighed inwardly. Such boldness, indeed.

But he didn’t dwell on it, instead speaking seriously, "This... may require Mountain Master Feng to visit Tianqin personally."

After saying this, he watched the other party calmly. In his heart, he believed Feng Jun wouldn’t refuse—no cultivator before reaching a breakthrough stage could refuse such an invitation. He was genuinely curious about the demeanor Feng Jun would exhibit if he wished to settle in Tianqin.

However, to his surprise, Feng Jun looked momentarily stunned and hesitantly asked, "Can’t the deducing be done here?"

"What?" True Immortal Shou Zhong was genuinely shocked and incredulously asked, "Are you saying... you don’t want to go to Tianqin?"

"It’s not that I don’t want to go," Feng Jun mused in reply, "Mainly... I just can’t leave right now. Once I reach Nascent Soul, I will naturally come."

He certainly couldn’t express disinterest in Tianqin, as that might offend others. How would he enter the main plane after achieving Nascent Soul?

True Immortal Shou Zhong immediately understood, thinking, visiting after achieving Nascent Soul... hehe, this young man is quite arrogant. Does that mean you won’t consider going unless you achieve Nascent Soul?

However, that’s not for you to decide! He chuckled lightly, "This matter is of great concern. I suggest Mountain Master Feng personally make a trip."

Feng Jun shook his head, "Sorry, I really can’t get away. Also, I usually deduce things at home, not outside."

No matter how great the concern, that’s your problem. What’s the point of telling me all this?

True Immortal Shou Zhong frowned slightly and spoke with some dissatisfaction, "Mountain Master Feng, I am an Executor of the Spirit Plant Dao. The matter is significant for the entire Tianqin Plane. Shall I explain the structure of the Tianqin Plane to you?"

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