Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1966 - 1968: Back Again

Yu Qingzhu defined the area around Mount Zhige as a very backward mountainous region. Judging from the people’s attire, it could be said to resemble the Ming and Qing dynasties.

There is electricity here, but upon seeing the rumbling generator, she knew it was all brought by Feng Jun.

However, upon seeing the train, she was still taken aback, thinking to herself that Feng Jun’s bulk purchases were all transported here.

Her judgment of this place was the same as Feng Jun’s—it’s a place for product dumping.

As for the source of Feng Jun’s wealth, she certainly understood now. Jade stones were found all over Mount Zhige—no wonder he was able to build White Jade Capital; she herself picked a few decent jade stones, planning to take them back to Earth.

Anyway, by comparing the differences between the two planes, she knew in her heart that it was hard for Feng Jun not to make a fortune with such cross-border trade.

However, she didn’t overlook the risks Feng Jun took. Perhaps better development could be achieved in the Secular World, but in the Cultivation World... it would probably be difficult. With so many Golden Core Stage and Transcendent Stage experts, is it that easy for a small cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm to develop to the ninth level of Transcendent Stage?

As for what Gu Jiahui said, that Feng Jun killed more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators, she thought it was an exaggerated statement, but regardless, he certainly killed more than one Golden Core.

They wandered until the sky was completely dark before starting to head back. This was when the difference between Feng Jun’s domain and the small town became apparent.

Within the domain, lights were brilliant, similar to the night scenes of Huaxia’s cities. Outside the domain, however, the small town had only sparse lights. Except for the train station, basically no street lights existed; most lights were from shops hanging lamps outside to attract customers.

Even some were directly lit by oil lamps.

Looking at the dim LED bulbs, Yu Qingzhu was more convinced that this piece of prosperity was indeed brought about single-handedly by Feng Jun.

The situation that evening was better left unsaid; Feng Jun’s courtyard wasn’t large, but it was still possible to accommodate everyone with individual rooms.

Early the next morning, the family heads of the Tian Family, Mi Family, and Yu Family came to inquire about their children in the Cultivation World, and an elder from the Mu Family also came to apply for some of their children to move into Feng Jun’s domain.

Moving into the domain wasn’t the real goal; Mu Family, larger than the Tian Family, Mi Family, and Yu Family combined, obviously hoped more of their children would follow Feng Jun.

Feng Jun agreed to allow another thousand people to enter, while emphasizing that within the domain, Family Head Tian Yangni of the Tian Family was mainly responsible; he added, "Help me take good care of this place, so it’ll be convenient when I return."

The Mu Family elder also brought a pair of twins, quite beautiful, around 1.7 meters tall and aged sixteen or seventeen.

He wanted Feng Jun to accept them as female attendants—you could tell the Mu Family put thought into this; at least their height was certainly based on Zhang Caixin, Feng Jing, and Little Celestial Master. The average female height on the Kunhao Plane was around 1.65 meters.

"No need," Feng Jun waved his hand, speaking indifferently, "I have someone to take care of me."

At this moment, Zhang Caixin spoke up, "Boss, take them in; they’d be good for warming the bed."

Feng Jun glanced at her, pulled out a mobile phone and swiped a couple of times, then shook his head, "Poor qualifications, go back and practice martial arts."

The twins’ tears suddenly welled up, although they knew the person before them was an Immortal, so they didn’t dare sob aloud.

The people from the four families withdrew, and Feng Jun turned to look at Zhang Caixin, and spoke expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"

"Helping you to lay a solid foundation," Zhang Caixin replied confidently, "At least these two are completely untouched!"

"Aren’t you being ridiculous?" Feng Jun spoke unhappily, "Here, when the Transcendent Stage speaks, you in the Qi Refinement Realm have no right to oppose; don’t let people think we don’t understand the rules!"

"What does the Mortal Realm matter?" Zhang Caixin replied indifferently, "What really matters is solidifying your foundation; it’s safer to find girls here, and there’s no system of monogamy."

Feng Jun snorted, lighting a cigarette, "Do you know how many people the Mu Family has? Including those outside, nearly a hundred thousand, take these two in, how will you handle the hundred thousand?"

"Oh," Zhang Caixin lengthened her tone, speaking mockingly, "So it’s not that you don’t want to; you’re unwilling to take responsibility?"

Feng Jun glanced at her, helplessly rolled his eyes, "Are you acting up today?"

"Listen to yourself," Zhang Caixin shook her head, half laughing, "I’m doing this for your own good."

Honestly, her jealousy toward people here was much smaller, after all, the hierarchy here was strict; the status of a female attendant wasn’t very high, and the difficulty of rising to be the master was extremely high.

But in the Earth Realm’s Huaxia, the idea of gender equality was deeply ingrained, and the cases of mistresses taking over were innumerable.

"Go out and wander around," Feng Jun waved his hand, "I’m going to see the Yongyi Duke, see if he has any new mineral resources."

Your minerals and oil indeed come from here! Yu Qingzhu’s eyes lit up, "Can I follow along?"

"Women should just stroll around, men are the ones who toil," Feng Jun replied sulkily, then glanced at her and instructed, "Go shopping with Zhang Caixin, don’t go alone."

There was no news from Yongyi Duke, but the ruler of Donghua Country knew he had entered the capital and sent someone to invite him.

Feng Jun couldn’t care less, "You’re just a small ruler. If you come to ask for an audience, I might give you face, but sending someone to invite me — who do you think you are?"

Seeing it was getting late, he returned to Mount Zhige. No one was in the small courtyard, and Liu Feifei timidly approached him as he came back, "Mountain Master, can I go with you to the Cultivation World?"

Liu Feifei is now eleven years old and has grown to about 1.6 meters tall, looking like a young girl now.

Feng Jun’s deepest memory is of this little girl at seven or eight years old, carrying her younger brother and holding Jade, braving the rain to find him for a trade — a very self-reliant girl.

Heaven helps those who help themselves, so he smiled, "You’re still young. When you turn fifteen, I’ll take you with me. For now, just take care of the house and mind your brother."

Liu Feifei happily ran off when she heard his agreement, "I’ll go make you guys dinner."

After a while, Zhang Caixin and the others returned, having also purchased some items. They even took a train to Zhige County.

As everyone was chatting jovially, Yu Qingzhu walked over to Feng Jun and whispered, "Boss... am I of the Profound Yin Constitution?"

"Huh?" Feng Jun turned his head with a serious expression, staring at her, "Who told you that?"

This physique really is a bit troublesome, so he didn’t inform her, but unexpectedly she found out on her own.

Everyone turned to look at them when they heard the commotion from their side.

Yu Qingzhu’s face turned a slight shade of red, and she softly answered, "I heard it from a Crimson Pheonix Sect disciple near the town."

She was practicing the Earth Listening Technique, her hearing was exceptionally sharp, and suddenly she heard a voice from over a hundred meters away, "The girl in yellow up front might have a Profound Yin Constitution?"

Among this group from the Earth Realm, only Yu Qingzhu wore yellow clothes, and on the Kunhao Plane, yellow clothes were not worn by ordinary people — only purple of the royal family was supreme, followed by yellow in nobility.

Yu Qingzhu had always been puzzled about her own physique, which made the boss a bit anxious all the time, so hearing this, she took a moment to discreetly glance over and noticed it was two Qi Refining Female Cultivators.

She remembered their attire and asked a Kunhao frequent visitor, Feng Jing, who informed her that the pair were cultivators from the Crimson Pheonix Sect.

"Tsk," Feng Jun clicked his tongue and shook his head helplessly, "Just keep this to yourself, don’t tell anyone else."

That night, after dinner, Feng Jun took everyone directly to Qiuchen Market.

Only Yun Buyao was in the small courtyard. She had reached the Third Level of Qi Refinement and was delighted to see Feng Jun, "Master, you finally came. When will you take me to White Pebble Beach?"

"When you reach the Sixth Level of Qi Refinement," Feng Jun casually answered, "The Spirit Gathering Array is still sufficient for cultivation, what’s your hurry?"

Gu Jiahui couldn’t help but mutter, "Boss... there are female disciples everywhere."

She also noticed this female disciple looked ordinary, with intersecting scars on her face, but couldn’t resist making a joke.

Feng Jun felt utterly wronged — Liu Feifei was a cook he casually picked up, worried she might be bullied in Xiao Qin Village, so he took her in. Yun Buyao was a cultivator waiting for an opportunity, akin to a drifter, though she was a "celestial drifter."

What was all this nonsense, he laughed with tears in his eyes but couldn’t explain, only saying, "Stop talking nonsense, go cultivate."

The next day, he took them on a stroll, primarily to let them familiarize themselves with what a marketplace in the Cultivation World was like.

He wasn’t in a rush to return to White Pebble Beach because Yang Yuxin had advanced to the Seventh Level of Shedding Mortality, and Gu Jiahui had further advanced to the First Layer of Qi Refinement — their progress needed a process, so it required a slower return.

Thus, the second day continued with shopping, but Feng Jun did not accompany them, instead staying in the courtyard, contemplating new tasks for earning Contribution Points.

Indeed, he brought a set of Contribution Point Management Systems, while Luohua Manor on the Earth Plane also had a set, and the database of the two systems was capable of data sharing.

However, to share data in real-time... even dead redwood spirits wouldn’t agree... one shouldn’t underestimate Weimian’s Force like that.

But Feng Jun felt this was not an issue since both sides have asynchronous times. When he’s on one side, the other stops processing; synchronizing the database by bringing it over wasn’t a big fuss.

Considering most tasks would appear at White Pebble Beach — yet his grasp of White Pebble Beach’s situation wasn’t clear — he couldn’t design overly detailed tasks, only outlining potential future publication directions.

He was adept at making plans, despite having made a failed life plan after graduating college.

This plan took two days, finally being wrapped up by the afternoon of the third day, when his walkie-talkie abruptly buzzed with Gazi’s voice, "Boss, someone’s causing trouble at Qiuchen Market... can we make a move?"

Feng Jun had just finished sorting the final outline, and without hesitation, replied, "As long as you’re justified, go ahead... at Qiuchen Market, I make the rules!"