Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1967 - 1669: Do You Have a Problem With That?
For most cultivators, not starting fights in the market is an ironclad rule, one that Feng Jun used to strictly follow.
But later... he had fought in the market more than once or twice, and it wasn’t just one or two markets he had harmed.
Take the Mingsha Fang Market next to White Pebble Beach, now when they see people from White Pebble Beach, no one dares to provoke them, let alone Feng Jun, and let alone Du Wentian. Even if someone from the Wu Family in the Qi Refinement Realm goes, the market has specially assigned personnel to keep watch, fearing that someone with no insight might cause trouble.
Feng Jun truly hasn’t made a move at Qiuchen Market, but he believes that Qiuchen Market should know how unruly he can be.
However, the fact remains, he overrated himself. Yes, many people know he’s hard to handle, but throughout the cultivation world, he’s certainly not the only one who’s hard to handle.
Moreover, what kind of place is Qiuchen Market? It’s the customs market, guarding the passageway with Donghua Country.
Donghua Country is a part of the secular world, but countless cultivators have descendants in Donghua Country, including many connected to Golden Core families, so while there aren’t many high-rank practitioners here, the people are quite diverse.
Feng Jun extended his divine sense and discovered that the place where Gazi and his group were was precisely the free market where he picked up the Romance Vessel, and at the moment, they were surrounded by over ten Qi-Refining Cultivators and one Intermediate Level practitioner.
The sides were arguing intensely when the Initial Stage practitioner glanced at the sky and spoke casually, "No long-distance divine sense probes are allowed within the market. You’d best be wise, lest we summon the Golden Core Ancestor!"
"Gazi, lead them towards the outskirts," Feng Jun’s divine sense communicated to Gazi, withdrawing most of it.
He left only a trace of divine sense for monitoring, preventing even the Initial Stage practitioner from continuing their accusations.
"Let’s go," Gazi, acting on the directions, spoke up loudly, "Everyone follow me."
"No one is allowed to leave!" shouted a cultivator at the high tier of Qi Refining, "Naming a price but not buying? Is there anything so simple?"
Yun Buyao, unaware of Gazi’s instructions, chimed in, "Take it easy, I’m a local too!"
"So what if you’re local?" the cultivator at the high tier of Qi Refining sneered, "My rule is if you ask for the price, you’re buying."
Gazi glanced at the practitioner at the Intermediate Level next to him, asking indifferently, "Honorable One, aren’t you going to intervene?"
The practitioner spread his hands, "What could I do? Their rule is written right there."
At this moment, two people approached, smilingly speaking, "Hey, isn’t this Xiao Yun? What’s going on?"
These two weren’t highly cultivated, being at the Qi Refining Initial Stage and Mid-stage Qi Refining respectively, yet no one dared to underestimate them because they were combat cultivators!
They were aware that Yun Buyao was somewhat connected to Mountain Master Feng. Although the depth of their relationship was uncertain, having come across this situation, they would surely step up for protection.
The one causing trouble wasn’t afraid of combat cultivators but wasn’t looking for trouble either, so he ceased obstructing their departure, merely following them afterward.
The two combat cultivators were enthusiastic about escorting Yun Buyao and her friends home, but Gazi, authorized by Feng Jun, solemnly announced, "No need to go back, head outside the market... let’s see what they intend."
Zhang Caixin glanced at him, asking in Mandarin, "What does the boss mean?"
Mandarin here was almost equivalent to a foreign language.
Gazi nodded, and Zhang Caixin then conferred with Yun Buyao—let’s head to the outskirts.
Gu Jiahui even rolled out two all-terrain vehicles, "Get in, let’s go."
Watching them drive boldly toward the outskirts, the followers hesitated—was this really encountering someone tough-headed?
After a moment’s hesitation, they decided to continue tailing, and behind them, the crowd watching the spectacle grew larger and larger.
The two combat cultivators were a bit anxious, "Xiao Yun, are you sure you want to leave the market? You should try persuading your friends, or perhaps wait a bit... we can go call for reinforcements."
Combat cultivators don’t fear fights, but lacking sufficient strength at the moment, calling for reinforcements was a given, wasn’t it?
"No need," Yun Buyao shook her head, "It’s none of your concern anyway. Getting us out is already great."
The two combat cultivators exchanged a look, smiled wryly, "We know you have those in the Intermediate Level, but they’re not easy to handle over there either. Unless you have someone like Mountain Master Feng in the Intermediate Level, only then could you suppress them... Is it worth picking a fight here?"
"It’s fine," Yun Buyao laughed, "I’m rather curious about who they have behind them."
The all-terrain vehicles weren’t slow; within over an hour, they’d basically driven out of the market, and by now, there were over a hundred people trailing, mostly spectators, including two in the Intermediate Level.
Gazi and his group drove directly to a small hill, rugged and uneven, with scattered vegetation, where clearly a fierce battle had recently taken place.
Gu Jiahui stored away the two all-terrain vehicles while Feng Jing laid down a defense array disk, activating the lowest-level defense.
Sister Hong set up an illusion array, while Gazi and Gao Qiang hovered mid-air, glaring coldly at the opponents.
Their calm and unhurried reactions made the followers uneasy—this was surely going to be a tough battle.
Someone flicked out a handful of flames, clearly a call for reinforcements.
In the blink of an eye, a flying boat appeared on the distant horizon, rushing towards them like the wind.
Feng Jing’s expression changed upon seeing this, "Quick, enter the defensive formation!"
Within a few breaths, the flying boat flew over in front of them, then came to a sudden stop and slowly landed.
This was a small flying boat, capable of carrying only about ten people, and two pristine masters disembarked from it, one at the initial stage and the other at the intermediate level.
Looking at the defense array disk glowing brightly, the initial stage master smiled indifferently and spoke in a deep voice, "Turn off the defensive array! Otherwise... you’ll learn the consequences of disrespecting superiors."
Feng Jing ignored him and directly elevated the defensive array to its highest level.
The intermediate level master snorted disdainfully, "You’re really seeking your own doom... Everyone saw it, the responsibility doesn’t lie with us. Fellow Daoist Liu, aren’t you going to teach these ungrateful people a lesson?"
Fellow Daoist Liu was that initial stage master of Qiuchen Market. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "This is not within the market’s range, I’m not in charge here."
He didn’t know Yun Buyao’s name, but he recognized this person with the knife scar on the face to be a market resident. There’s no way he could act against a market resident under public scrutiny.
The two pristine masters exchanged glances and smiled slightly, "Then we’ll have to put in some effort."
Their opponent’s defense array disk was of the intermediate level, not something they could break in one strike.
At this moment, a mid-stage Qi Refinement cultivator stepped forward. It was one of the two combat cultivators. He raised his hand and respectfully spoke, "Greetings to the two masters, these people have some connection with Mountain Master Feng of White Pebble Beach."
Upon hearing this, the initial stage master was stunned, while the intermediate level master raised his hand, conjured a large hand and directly grabbed the other party, throwing him a dozen zhang away, speaking impatiently.
"I despise you combat cultivators who keep mentioning Mountain Master Feng... Do you really think I don’t dare to act?"
Despite his words, he still only tossed the opponent away, indicating he was indeed apprehensive.
At this moment, a voice rang out, "What’s this... do you have a problem with me?"
The intermediate stage master’s expression changed dramatically upon hearing this. His body flashed explosively, moving more than a hundred zhang sideways before looking back, only to be filled with shock, "You are..."
Before he could finish speaking, his body had already turned into a stream of white light and was absorbed into the folding fan in Feng Jun’s hand.
The initial stage master, upon seeing this, was also filled with terror, "Feng... Mountain Master Feng?"
He didn’t know Feng Jun, but many had heard of the Longsheng Folding Fan in Feng Jun’s hand.
Feng Jun looked at him slowly and asked leisurely, "Are you going to bind your hands, or do you want me to take action?"
"Mis-misunderstanding," the initial stage master was about to cry, "Mountain Master Feng, I really didn’t know they were related to you!"
"Really?" Feng Jun spoke openly, "A combat cultivator already explained it, it was you who wouldn’t believe... It seems you’re planning to stubbornly resist?"
"I, I..." the initial stage master uttered the two words, suddenly his body flashed and shot out instantly.
"Stay!" Feng Jun pulled out a mirror from his hand, gave a shake towards the fleeing man, a white light flashed and the person dropped from the sky like a rabbit hit by an arrow.
This was the Yin-Yang Mirror he obtained from Kunlun, initially broken beyond use. Recently, he had asked for the Crimson Phoenix Sect’s help to repair half of it. Though its power wasn’t great, it was more than enough to handle an initial stage master.
Feng Jun glanced at everyone present without saying anything, then turned his gaze towards the flying boat, speaking sternly, "Master, will you come out on your own, or should I invite you out?"
An old voice came from within the flying boat, "Mountain Master Feng truly lives up to his name, however... do you know the crime of disrespecting superiors?"
"I do," Feng Jun nodded and replied open-heartedly, "I’m standing right here, troubled to have Master come out and punish me!"
The flying boat fell silent, followed by a heavy sigh, "Ah, I was just speaking casually... How about this, I was just passing by, may I leave now?"
Feng Jun laughed, nodded, "Sure, then wait for your entire family to be placed under bounty."
The old man sighed softly, "You’re forcing me to take action."
"If you don’t resist, I’ll spare your entire family," Feng Jun continued to speak openly, "Of course, you may not believe in evil."
In a flash, an elderly figure appeared before everyone, with white hair and beard, exuding a celestial demeanor.
"It’s Master Xinfeng!" Someone recognized his identity, while others turned pale with weak legs.
Master Xinfeng was an established Golden Core, notorious for his unpredictable temper and ruthlessness, often injuring innocents deliberately during his actions. It was only after being seriously injured by the Miao Family of Sword Forging Peak that he restrained himself and stopped loitering around central market areas, moving to the outskirts instead.
Nevertheless, his actions remained aggressive, and he held a bad reputation in several surrounding market regions, often repaying coercion with revenge in the wild if his offers couldn’t be compelled.
However, now everyone wondered: why did Master Xinfeng’s face look so uneasy?
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