Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1965 - 1967: Return Once More
After the ground shook twice, a large mass of flames burst out from the surface, rapidly ascending into the sky, forming a mushroom cloud.
The energy sealed within the Yin Yang Fish by Feng Jun isn’t particularly large. The explosion it can trigger is merely equivalent to about a hundred tons, enough to sink the battleship but almost impossible to completely destroy the research institute—even with an internal explosion.
However, he sealed a trace of Crimson Flame True Fire within it, which can continuously generate a high temperature close to hundreds of thousands of degrees.
Compared to the tens of millions of degrees produced by a nuclear explosion, this temperature is still somewhat lacking, but the key point is that this trace of true fire can last for about ten minutes before being assimilated and lost.
What’s worse, the underground of this institute has an ammunition depot, with some weapons being incredibly powerful, where the high temperature in the hundreds of thousands of degrees is enough to trigger sympathetic detonations, resulting in self-destruction procedures being activated.
Of course, the most critical aspect is that the institute is primarily underground, with only a few ventilation openings, essentially enclosed, and a blast in an enclosed space has a destructive power that is magnitudes greater than in an open space.
After the mushroom cloud soared, the ground quickly shook again, and successively, seven or eight small mushrooms erupted, looking frightening, and the intense tremor could be felt a hundred kilometers away.
Feng Jun believes that this time, the losses for the Mai Nation are absolutely significant. Just the cost of this institute far exceeds that of the destroyer, not to mention the many equipment, data, and research results, with the peripheral defense forces losing more than half.
But most importantly, it’s the researchers, they are the true wealth. Generally, people say sailors are hard to train, but how long does it take to cultivate a qualified researcher? Not to mention the elite among elite.
It’s precisely for this reason that scientists are evaluated as "capable of holding back five divisions."
Anyway, Feng Jun believes that blowing up this institute is at least five times more cost-effective than destroying that destroyer!
However, the Mai Nation’s response was indifferent: a certain research institute caught fire, the methane exploded.
In fact, what people don’t know is that the Mai Nation quickly investigated in reverse and found that two North African men, a motorcyclist, and Eric all died simultaneously, with strange smiles on their faces.
Between the North Africans and before reaching the institute, no one was killed, indicating that the retaliatory targets were the instigators and researchers, with the insignificant intermediates ignored.
The Mai Nation really wanted to trouble the Qingcheng Other Court, but unfortunately, it is on Gaul territory.
It’s not easy to make the Gauls deal with a Daoist temple either. Firstly, the Gauls have a proud nature; the Gallic Rooster isn’t just called that for nothing. Secondly, Zhang Dongyuan has been active in the area for quite some time; it’s really difficult for ordinary people to make trouble for this religious site.
What’s more excessive is that right after the blast at the Mai Nation, the Qingcheng Other Court hung up a Yin Yang Fish.
The two dots on the Yin Yang Fish are like a pair of black and white eyes, releasing a dense mockery: Try to steal again!
In fact, Zhang Dongyuan felt quite distressed about the loss of the first Yin Yang Fish. Fortunately, Feng Jun told him: Don’t worry about it; I’ll handle it later.
As for the big explosion in the Mai Nation, Feng Jun didn’t tell Zhang Dongyuan, really fearing it would frighten him.
Anyway, they got another Yin Yang Fish to make up for the loss.
Three days after the Yin Yang Fish was hung up, officers came to visit—Eric’s death was quite mysterious, and they came to get some clues.
The Daoist temple stated, we only host devotees, not concerned with their daily activities.
A policeman pointed to the Yin Yang Fish, "What is this, take it down and have a look."
"This is a Daoist Sects Magic Artifact." The young Taoist didn’t know how to translate "Magic Artifact," so he translated it as "possessing the power of the divine," and stated, "I dare not touch it; I hope you won’t either, or be careful of divine punishment."
The policeman hesitated for a long time, ultimately not insisting on touching it—he had taken a bribe, looking for an opportunity to trouble the Daoist temple, especially this Yin Yang Fish, but in the current Gaul, religious freedom is politically correct.
In fact, who wants to provoke possibly supernatural religious entities?
Feng Jun believes this Yin Yang Fish would make the Mai Nation red-eyed, but what of it? If you dare send some missiles over to bomb Gaul, so be it, as long as you dare make a move, I dare retaliate.
Of course, such actions kept the Qingcheng Other Court under long-term danger, but what action doesn’t come with risk? Qingcheng has gained quite a bit of benefit, when it’s time to stand firm, they shouldn’t shrink away.
After handling this matter, Feng Jun informed the core members of Luohua to pack up and prepare to set out.
This trip to the Kunhao Plane included one more person, Gao Qiang—he advanced to Innate, qualifying him for a journey to the Cultivation World.
Everyone gathered in the small cabin at Feng Jun’s cultivation site, ready to set off, when someone appeared in the distance, it was Yu Qingzhu.
She looked at Feng Jun faintly, sighed softly, "So this time, I’m not included again?"
Feng Jun actually knew she was cultivating the Earth Listening Technique, so he wasn’t surprised that she got the news. Facing her resentful gaze, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, "How’s your Haozhou dialect coming along?"
Yu Qingzhu immediately switched to Haozhou dialect, "I’ve been practicing for a year now, how does it sound to you?"
Feng Jun pursed his lips, eventually letting out a sigh, "That’s a chaotic place, very dangerous... Have you thought it through?"
Yu Qingzhu nodded without hesitation, "I’ve thought it through, I’ll do everything you say."
She didn’t think Feng Jun was lying to her. However, since every time he brought others back safely, as long as she followed the arrangements, the danger shouldn’t be too great.
Gu Jiahui, who had a good relationship with her, saw this and laughed, "When the boss first took me over, he didn’t mention that it was dangerous over there."
She was joking, but Feng Jun lightly coughed, "I mentioned her physique... forget it, Teacher Mei, bring out the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda."
In the past, when bringing one or two people, a Spirit Beast Bag was more appropriate, but this time with so many men and women, it’s better to use the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda.
The Soul-Suppressing Pagoda is also a magic artifact for imprisoning people in combat, with eight positions that are not adjacent to each other.
This time going to Kunhao, besides Feng Jun and Feng Jing, there were Yang Yuxin, Gu Jiahui and her daughter, Zhang Caixin, Sister Hong, Gazi, and Gao Qiang, two cultivators of martial origin, and along with Little Celestial Master and Yu Qingzhu, making ten people in total.
However, seven people were taken inside the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda, Feng Jing didn’t take in Yu Qingzhu, just instructed her, "Come over and hold my arm tightly."
Yu Qingzhu saw Zhang Caixin and others being taken into the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda without resistance, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn’t say anything, hearing Teacher Mei’s command, she reached out her arm and tightly held onto her arm.
Next, her vision went dark, and when she could see again, she was already at the foot of a large mountain.
Yu Qingzhu didn’t rush to speak but first felt the spiritual energy around her, and was slightly shocked: The density of this spiritual energy... is it really not on Earth?
Zhang Caixin and others were released, the first to speak was Little Celestial Master, she spoke fluently in Haozhou dialect, "Boss, why are we at Mount Zhige?"
"Just inspecting some property," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "After all, there’s also a Spirit Gathering Array here."
After exchanging a few words, a person flew over from afar, shouting, "Bold, who dares... Oh, it’s Mountain Master Feng."
Yu Qingzhu could see clearly, the person was actually also a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, flying entirely with the physical body.
Feng Jun recognized the person, smiled, and nodded, "So it’s Fellow Daoist Ma from Taiqing... is the patrol so strict, did something happen?"
Fellow Daoist Ma was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, a disciple of Taiqing guarding the Destiny Stone at Mount Zhige, hearing this he smiled, "No one has such a boldness, I just felt some changes in the aura here, came to have a look, didn’t expect it was the owner returning home."
"I came to the Secular World to do some business," Feng Jun casually replied, then took everyone on a tour of Mount Zhige, while releasing his aura, to prevent anyone from bothering them.
Even though it was guarded by Taiqing and Crimson Pheonix, Feng Jun was the legitimate owner, so naturally, no one could say anything.
After touring for a while, seeing that it was getting dark, Feng Jun took everyone across the river, arriving at the courtyard.
Among the ten, only Yang Yuxin was at the Spirit Transformation Stage, but Feng Jun took care of her and specifically got her a flying artifact she could use, a flower seat with six petals, and the price of this artifact was even comparable to a magical treasure.
Liu Feifei saw them coming and quickly set about cooking, but Feng Jun told her, take your time, no rush, we still need to stroll around the town—Zhige Town now has quite a scale.
He came with the intention of inspecting the property, while Gao Qiang and Yu Qingzhu, who were here for the first time, were quite surprised: How come there are so many temporary buildings here when there’s no one around?
Gao Qiang was a bit better, having heard Gazi mention it a couple of times, Yu Qingzhu was completely unaware, she found an opportunity to secretly ask Gu Jiahui in private, "Jiahui, are there many Nascent Soul Stage cultivators here?"
The Taiqing Nascent Soul Stage had startled her a bit, on Earth she only knew of three at the Nascent Soul Stage, the boss, the master of Yukun, and Ma Sanniang, how come one pops up so casually here?
"Mount Zhige is part of the Secular World, there are basically no cultivators," Gu Jiahui casually replied, "but Mount Zhige is the boss’s property, and there are treasures inside, so there are cultivators from both Taiqing and Crimson Pheonix guarding it."
Yu Qingzhu felt the spiritual energy and uncertainly asked, "Is this really just the Secular World? Then corresponding to it is... the Spirit Land?"
"No, it’s the Cultivation World," Gu Jiahui replied in a low voice, "The spiritual energy there is even more abundant, in the boss’s estate, there’s even a Spirit Gathering Array for Golden Core Stage cultivation... I guess he’s planning to form a Golden Core there."
"The Cultivation World..." Yu Qingzhu murmured softly, her eyes slightly brightened, but in the next moment, her eyes lit up even more, "Is that a train?"







