Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1933 - 1935: Paying Wages

Liu Yuting’s choice was actually influenced by Wang Haifeng.

Wang Haifeng had been at the high-rank martial master level for some time, and he felt certain he’d achieve the Innate level within three years. So he suggested to his wife to cultivate—whether you reach the first or second layer of the realm, once I achieve Martial Enlightenment, I can easily give you a hand, and your progress will be swift.

Although Madame Wang came from an official family, she had pursued Wang Haifeng with such determination that she had a strong sense of insecurity—when you care about me, you say you’ll help me, but what if you don’t like me anymore?

Thus, she turned to Zhang Caixin, asking the second person of Luohua, what should I choose?

Zhang Caixin, however, suggested that if you’re unsure about his feelings for you, then you’re better off practicing martial cultivation—Martial Enlightenment is relatively easier, and even if he doesn’t keep his promise, you might still have a chance at Qi Refinement through your own breakthrough.

Liu Yuting finding Martial Enlightenment easier? Zhang Caixin truly thought so, for a simple reason: she believed, unlike her sister and Teacher Mei—well, Teacher Mei has a spatial attribute, but without practicing yoga with Feng Jun, who knows how long it would take them to reach the Qi Refinement Realm?

She had mingled in the Kunhao Plane more than once, and knew very well that even with the spiritual energy there, reaching the Qi Refinement Realm would be difficult for those without cultivation potential.

Thus, in The Secular World, martial cultivation is predominant, with dreams of achieving Martial Enlightenment;

Thus, in the Cultivation World, the bottom tier remains the Transcendence Phase, for those with mediocre potential struggling to reach the Qi Refinement Realm.

Even those with cultivation potential, if they haven’t reached the Qi Refinement Realm by twenty-five, are often abandoned.

Liu Yuting is over thirty already and lacks potential, why dream of relying on the Five Elements Transcendence Technique to reach Qi Refinement?

The proper path is martial cultivation, with adequate resources, and perhaps achieving Innate by fifty, with a shot at Martial Enlightenment—actually, if Wang Haifeng could advance to Qi Refinement early, she could cultivate again after becoming Innate, transitioning directly into a Qi-Refining Cultivator.

Of course, if Wang Haifeng manages to advance to Qi Refinement within five years, and practices yoga with Liu Yuting, her efforts would pay off, and her physical condition would benefit, so it wouldn’t be a loss, right?

Regardless, Zhang Caixin’s suggestion of martial cultivation piqued Liu Yuting’s interest—this was her long-cherished dream.

She had dreamt more than once that if she could defeat Wang Haifeng, she’d give him a good beating, bruising and embarrassing him, preventing him from leaving the house—I can’t let you, you foxy creature, go out causing trouble!

Of course, even if she could beat him, whether she’d actually strike is another matter, but she certainly had the thought...

Feng Jun was somewhat speechless about Liu Yuting and Zhao Xia’s choices. He was supposed to be the one suggesting. However, since the three were cultivating exceptionally, he refrained from intervening actively—after all, the path you choose is your own.

Ultimately, he still assisted Liu Yuting in choosing a martial cultivation technique —a set of eighteen illustrations, which was a considerable effort.

Meanwhile, Liang Siyu chose a cultivation technique—the Five Elements Transcendence Technique.

Feng Jun thought this choice was quite normal, but even Liang Siyu was a bit puzzled, "Xiao Caixin, didn’t you tell Liu Yuting that ordinary people without potential aren’t suitable for cultivation?"

"She’s older than you, so it’s unsuitable for her," Zhang Caixin’s eyes flickered, "Cultivation suits you the best, and if your cultivation level falls behind... there are ways to enhance it."

Heaven knows, her suggestion was truly for her sister’s benefit, though some methods she had in mind... she thought best avoided.

"I’ll trust you then," Liang Siyu answered with a silly smile, "I’d love to cultivate too, at least the usage of storage talismans is frequent... don’t you agree?"

It was precisely the frequent usage of storage she worried about, but Zhang Caixin felt she couldn’t say this openly, so she managed, "Take care of yourself, and don’t leak the techniques... work hard on your cultivation, and I’ll help you out if all else fails."

"I will certainly put in the effort," Liang Siyu was truly overwhelmed with excitement, nearly incoherent, "but when will this storage talisman... be distributed?"

"Storage talisman? You’re dreaming too much," Zhang Caixin stated bluntly, her understanding of Feng Jun’s mind still sharp, "Being given cultivation techniques is already remarkable, and you want a storage talisman, why not ask for yet another cultivation partner as well?"

Liang Siyu immediately pinned her down on the chaise lounge, "Silly Caixin, my other cultivation partner, can only be you."

In reality, the issues with these three older individuals weren’t significant compared to the eight individuals being recommended next— they were about to be incorporated into the Luohua system. To the unknowing, it’s nothing, but those who understand realize just how precious a spot is.

No need to elaborate, even Teacher Mei received offers, "If you can recommend me into Luohua, fifty million in cash,"

Feng Jing once thought, have people gone mad? But the next offer shattered her thoughts, "One billion, for one recommendation from Director Mei and an inspector... can we meet to discuss?"

This was sheer madness, utterly out of control, and those without the qualification to know wouldn’t understand, but those qualified were aware—they’ve encountered a gem, it’s gonna explode, reminiscent of a stock market unafraid of twenty upward limits.

Teacher Mei was indeed a bit hesitant because she really didn’t have a particularly suitable candidate. If the relationship with her husband’s family wasn’t so tense, she might have considered someone from that side, but that was simply not possible now.

She had two very close girlfriends, but unless it was the girlfriend herself, other indirect relationships weren’t significant enough for her to take the risk of bearing the corresponding responsibility. As for her mom... too old for that, and her dad was even less likely, not to mention the son her dad had acknowledged.

Actually, regarding the arrangements for her parents, she had some plans.

When she became truly powerful in the future, she could entirely go to the Kunhao Plane to bargain for some items to strengthen the body.

This idea of hers even influenced other people—like Gazi, for example, or Wang Haifeng.

In any case, given her situation, there really wasn’t anyone she could recommend, and as for selling a spot, that was even more out of the question.

However, in the end, she did choose someone, her guzheng teacher, who had helped her a lot in the past, and the teacher’s son had graduated from university last year and was currently teaching at a private educational company.

Mei Jin was also quite familiar with this junior, knowing he was very proper in his conduct, handled things with great tact, but also had a strong sense of justice. Plus, since his father was an influential music master, he had never suffered much and had a sincere heart.

But Mei Jin was a bit troubled about how to talk to the teacher. Her teacher specialized in folk music and wasn’t opposed to Daoism, but talking about cultivating was something the old man probably couldn’t accept—after all, he had his child late in life.

So she simply called her teacher, saying she had found a group deeply studying Daoist culture, highly regarded by Guojia, with very good benefits. She now had a recommendation spot and wondered if her junior would be willing to come here for work.

Saying the benefits were good was really just nonsense. This time, Feng Jun didn’t require the recommended person to pay any money, but paying a salary was impossible. Luohua only covered food and lodging, those unwilling to come could just stay away.

Mei Jin planned to pay the junior’s salary out of her own pocket—she wasn’t earning much at the moment, but if she wanted to find money, it really wouldn’t be too difficult. To say the least, merely asking Feng Jun for a few hundred million seemed like child’s play.

Her painstaking efforts could be considered a way to repay her teacher’s nurturing, but when the teacher roughly inquired and found out the place was in Zhengyang, he was a bit dismissive—there’s a hierarchy in the music circle too.

He mentioned that the junior was currently working for experience, intending to pursue a formal position in the future, and he was teaching in Mordu, where the music scene is vibrant, and opportunities are abundant.

Most importantly, the junior’s girlfriend was also in Mordu.

The teacher was very grateful that Mei Jin had thought of the junior and even invited her to visit his home in the future. However, this opportunity... seemed likely to be missed.

Mei Jin could only lament: Teacher, you truly don’t know what kind of advantage you’ve helped your junior turn down.

Besides Mei Jin, everyone else really didn’t lack candidates. Even Gazi, who was quite conflicted in the past, now had a recommendation, and Gao Qiang’s comrade arrived at Luohua immediately, temporarily staying at the Stroke Rehabilitation Center.

The young man was named An Hejun, had enlisted a year after Gao Qiang, but was four years younger. Calculated, he was a little junior brother to Gao Qiang, always showing him great respect, and they coordinated seamlessly.

An Hejun’s combat skills were similar to Gao Qiang’s. After being discharged, he didn’t have a stable job, but his family had a tea plantation, so his income wasn’t low and he didn’t have much economic pressure.

Gao Qiang didn’t tell him the truth, just said if you want to grow stronger, come over. The monthly salary wasn’t too high, just ten thousand yuan, but once you enter this place with strict rules, it would be hard to leave.

Like Teacher Mei, the salary was also something Gao Qiang planned to pay himself. When he became a disciple, he gave all his assets worth over a million to Luohua, keeping only ten thousand yuan for his own expenses.

He didn’t smoke, and at most drank a little, but all drinks at Luohua were free, so the ten thousand yuan was practically just for buying clothes and shoes. After almost two years, he still had over six thousand left.

Regarding his financial situation, Feng Jun initially didn’t say anything. The rule of not imparting lightly applied—you show no sincerity, why should I teach you?

But once he accepted Gao Qiang as a registered disciple, he gave him a monthly salary of fifty thousand.

To Feng Jun, this was small money. The key was, if he didn’t give Gao Qiang some, and this guy ended up doing something unfavorable due to being short on money, it would truly be a penny wise and a pound foolish scenario.

Not that he didn’t trust Gao Qiang, but looking at the news, just three thousand mai yuan could buy someone with secrets, so spending small amounts could save a lot of trouble.

After a year, Feng Jun even raised Gao Qiang’s annual salary to a million, and if in need of cash, he could temporarily borrow from him, thoroughly resolving potential issues.

That’s why Gao Qiang could afford to pay his comrade’s salary.

But to his surprise, as soon as he mentioned the workplace, An Hejun asked in amazement, "The place you’re talking about... wouldn’t be Luohua, would it?"

(Updated to, accidentally continued into "The Sentimental Immortal Envoy," really sorry, currently contacting the editor to delete, asking for monthly votes.)