Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 2113 - 2115: Astonishing Results

Feng Jun glanced at True Immortal Wu Nan and nodded slightly, "Alright, no need to speak, and don’t be nervous."

He stood there casually, forming a series of intricate hand gestures towards the box.

True Immortal Jiu Wei couldn’t help but quietly ask Yi Jue, "Immortal Yi Jue, what’s the significance of his gestures?"

"Do not speak," True Immortal Yi Jue rebuked without hesitation, her eyes glued to the scene, unable to look away.

Since Feng Jun had declared beforehand not to deduce, she naturally didn’t pull out any divination sticks. She could only commit to memory what she observed, but as a True Immortal at the Nascent Soul level, she possessed the ability to multitask.

Thus, instinctively, while she memorized, she also began to deduce the opponent’s hand gestures within her sea of consciousness. For the most part, she understood only partially, but occasionally, there were moments of clarity that compelled her to further deduce.

Unfortunately, just as she finished deducing one segment, Feng Jun had already cast several more gestures. Her other thread, responsible for memorization, experienced slight lag due to the diverted computational power. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Feng Jun’s gesture casting duration wasn’t long, only about five minutes, but not even five minutes had passed before True Immortal Yi Jue’s head began to emit heat—such intense calculations were truly mentally exhausting.

Yi Jue was unaware of this, considering it normal; interfering with Domain Karma was indeed complex, right?

However, in reality, Feng Jun’s set of gestures was truly... of no real use!

This set of gestures, discussed with the Big Boss, contained genuine elements, but was not comprehensive. In simple terms, it was a hodgepodge of various mysterious gestures.

Ninety-nine percent of the elements were genuine, yet incomplete and chaotic. If someone thoroughly analyzed one section, they might gain something, but to fully decipher it—well, they could slowly deduce over two to three thousand years and merely have "slight gains."

Feng Jun concocted such a set of gestures mainly to mislead others and conceal his true methods. Nevertheless, if he were to craft something, it had to reasonably appear genuine.

In truth, he had a good impression of the three observers, and he genuinely admired True Immortal Wu Nan, who was being healed. Since this was the case, he added some valuable elements. Should they comprehend anything, it would be a stroke of fortune.

The gestures reached their conclusion, Feng Jun stepped forward, and his right hand smacked down, firmly pressing onto the box.

Simultaneously, he returned to the Earth Plane and, without addressing anything else, first raised his left hand for a look, gasping immediately, "Whoa, does it really require this much energy?"

The mark of four rings on his wrist had become extremely faint, resembling a sketch made with a special exam pencil. Prior to this, he had taken a substantial absorption of Spirit Stones, nearly four thousand pieces.

According to Feng Jun’s estimation, to covertly kill a True Immortal at the Nascent Soul level should require less than four hundred Spirit Stones. When he dispatched the wooden essence, it consumed less than a hundred, and to eliminate the Inquiry True Immortal took only slightly over a hundred Spirit Stones in energy points.

Estimating further, he believed covertly killing a Nascent Soul High Stage would take approximately three hundred, surely no more than four hundred. This time, to be safe, he had overcharged substantially and almost fell short.

Does this mean the weight of Domain Curse Karma this time is equivalent to ten Nascent Soul Peaks?

Such heavy karma indeed!

As Feng Jun left with everyone, Luohua was still in nighttime, so it was also dark now. Feng Jun did not wander but instead pulled out his mobile phone to deduce whether the severed finger in the box still carried curse karma.

The curse indeed did not exist anymore. Feng Jun steadied himself, took out a few Spirit Stones, and began recharging himself while forming a spell, soon causing a dense drizzle to fall from the sky.

This event indeed made him fearful; a slight shortage in energy points could have led to unimaginable results.

However, now he couldn’t absorb too many Spirit Stones because... there wasn’t enough time. His current recharge rate for the Stone Ring is quite fast but barely absorbs one Spirit Stone every four seconds, making it impossible to surpass a thousand in an hour.

This is with Golden Core Cultivation; previously, it was even slower. Now his body strength has greatly improved.

The energy absorption limit of the Stone Ring he tested but couldn’t determine; anyway, with his current cultivation level, when energy reserve approaches four thousand Spirit Stones, the wrist mark fluctuates, causing palpitations and a sense of imminent danger.

Thus, four thousand Spirit Stones is the limit, not entirely precise as he never lets the energy points dip to a certain threshold.

Calculating this, fully charging the Stone Ring would take roughly five hours, but Feng Jun couldn’t wait that long. He planned to recharge for twenty minutes and then return, continuing slowly thereafter.

Because the box with True Immortal Wu Nan’s severed pinky was still before him.

During limb reattachment, a finger severed too long cannot be reattached. There’s a time constraint; Feng Jun isn’t a doctor but roughly knows half an hour is permissible, especially as True Immortal Wu Nan is at the Nascent Soul level; rejoining this is trivial.

Yet Feng Jun considered True Immortal Wu Nan’s Nascent Soul Cultivation—True Immortals are exceedingly sensitive to many things.

When he returned to Earth, if he went back immediately, there shouldn’t be any problems.

But he couldn’t go back yet; how could he not recharge some energy points before leaving? Kunhao is really too dangerous; without some trump card, his heart wouldn’t be steady.

However, if the charging time is too long, the severed finger will change, and even if this change can be hidden from Immortal Yi Jue, it can’t be hidden from Wu Nan—it’s something that fell from his own body. Could he not feel the anomaly?

So he could only recharge for twenty minutes, yet this might not be enough to hide from him.

Once he arrived on Earth, he started charging. Twelve minutes later, it began to rain, and at eighteen minutes, a silhouette approached from afar, moving lightly, while softly calling, "Brother Jun, Brother Jun?"

Feng Jun didn’t even need to use Divine Sense; just by listening to the voice, he knew who it was. Almost everyone in Luohua Manor called him boss; only two people addressed him as Brother Jun—besides Gazi, only Zhong Lijing.

He gave a light hum, "What’s up?"

Upon hearing him speak, Zhong Lijing accelerated suddenly, rushing over in a few quick steps, and directly crashed into his embrace. She exclaimed in terror, "They’ve disappeared, many people have disappeared... there’s no one in the bamboo forest!"

"Huh, aren’t you supposed to be asleep at this time?" Feng Jun was a bit surprised, feeling her trembling in his arms. He raised a hand and patted her shoulder. "Don’t be nervous, it’s not a nightmare; I assigned them tasks... Why didn’t you bring an umbrella?"

"I was startled awake by the sound of rain and remembered you like getting rained on," Zhong Lijing said shiveringly.

From a young age, she also liked rain because the rustling sound made the surroundings feel ethereal, and those who pointed at her mostly kept their distance, allowing her to enjoy the peace alone.

Once she chose Feng Jun and began her cultivation, the unease lessened significantly. She joyously discovered that he also liked rain, but unlike her, he liked getting rained on.

Previously, Zhong Lijing only liked rain, not getting rained on, because as a woman, she was naturally cold-bodied, but after cultivating, it didn’t matter anymore.

Suddenly, when night rain descended, she slept lightly and was a bit hesitant upon waking—it’s raining, should she pour two beers, sit on the balcony, and listen to the rain for a while?

Drinking and listening to the rain surely requires some company to be enjoyable. At first, she thought about asking Gu Jiahui—she knew Teacher Mei best, but Teacher Mei managed the Xiuzhen Courtyard and wouldn’t come back to stay easily.

What surprised her was that Gu Jiahui wasn’t around, and there was no one cultivating in the backyard. She perked her ears, only to find Zhang Caixin and her sisters weren’t there either.

So she came straight to the bamboo forest, and finding it empty, fear gripped her, prompting her to head directly for Feng Jun’s place.

Arriving here and finding Feng Jun present, everything calmed down, allowing her to feel relieved at last.

As Feng Jun listened to her speak, he continued to absorb Spirit Stones, and by the time she finished talking, twenty-two minutes had passed.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Lijing, I have something here, and I can’t entertain you right now. This rain is summoned by me; it can last as long as it wants—that’s negotiable. But you need to leave now and not pay attention here... this is for your own good."

Zhong Lijing hesitated for a bit but nodded, "Okay, by the way... when will Teacher Mei return?"

Seeing her obedient response, Feng Jun smiled and replied, "This matter is hard to explain quickly, but you’ll understand later."

Although Zhong Lijing appeared weak, she had her own opinions, so she pecked his cheek and floated away, "Okay, let this rain keep falling... I’ll wait for you!"

Feng Jun sensed her departure until she entered the villa. He then shook his head with a smile, "This girl."

The villa was less than two kilometers away, before requiring a walk and radio contact, but now with a single Divine Sense sweep, there’s nothing in Funiu Province that can be concealed from him.

Recently, he encountered an ordeal in Chaoyang, involving strategic maneuvering. Even Divine Sense wasn’t that useful—the situation was immense and unstoppable, which is why he presided over Chaoyang. But ultimately, it’s fortunate that he resolved the issue.

He then picked up the box containing the True Immortal Wu Nan’s finger, pulled out his phone, and tapped it, "Off you go."

In the next moment, he appeared in the Golden Core Journey, his right hand pressed firmly on the box.

"Hmm?" At that moment, in a domain billions of miles away from Kunhao, a lotus slowly bloomed in the void.

The lotus wasn’t large, merely a little more than ten miles in diameter. Beneath it lay Qingping Realm’s iris, shrouding the vast domain.

"Who is stealing my essence?"