Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 556 - : As Long as You’re Happy

Chapter 556 -556: As Long as You’re Happy

Feng Jun didn’t care about the workers’ speculations. After dealing with the jade, he began to ponder the improvements to the Misty Confinement Formation.

The modification this time went rather smoothly. The area that the formation could cover exceeded twenty thousand square meters. Although it couldn’t completely envelop the bamboo forest, once activated, it could block three directions. The path leading to the bamboo forest would be left with only the main road.

This effect was actually quite good. If the Misty Confinement Formation really covered the entire bamboo forest, it would have affected everyone’s daily cultivation practices.

Having sorted out the formation, Feng Jun couldn’t wait to set it up in the valley and tried activating it before removing the spirit stones. There were many hands now in the manor, so there was no rush to use it immediately.

In the following days, his main focus was on deducing the Lingzhi Formation while also helping Sister Hong and Good Scenery improve their cultivation levels.

This routine didn’t last long. Five days later, he finally deduced the Lingzhi Formation, and on that very day, he received a call from Li Xiaobin, saying that the contracting agreement was basically settled. Chaoyang County hoped to draft a preliminary agreement with him.

Feng Jun was waiting for her message. To be honest, he had already prepared to go back, and not just for the purpose of purchasing land.

This time, he insisted on leaving alone, even refusing Gazi’s offer to accompany him.

Before leaving, he activated the Misty Confinement Formation and called everyone out of the bamboo forest. Pointing in the direction of the formation, he said, “From now on, don’t enter places where white fog appears. It’s quite dangerous inside.”

“White fog… where?” Everyone followed the direction he pointed to and were surprised to find that a large expanse of white fog was forming at a visible rate. In no time at all, it became quite thick.

Everyone was stunned for a while. Good Scenery asked softly, “Is there harmful gas inside it?”

That was her logic. As long as they stayed out of the white fog, that wouldn’t be an issue, but she hoped to know the reason.

“The gas isn’t harmful,” Feng Jun answered solemnly, “but once you enter, you will lose your sense of direction, and even navigation won’t help.”

Indeed, navigation was useless. He had tested it; within the formation, even if you didn’t move at all, your body was constantly being teleported at random, making it impossible to even determine your own location.

This was the real reason why a small confinement formation could trap someone. Some said ‘Can’t you just close your eyes and walk straight out?’ But in reality, your position is constantly changing, so how could you walk straight?

For this reason, Feng Jun wasn’t afraid to tell the truth.

Gazi spoke thoughtfully, “I see… So this is the Soul-Confusing Formation?”

Most of the time, her heart was as still as water. Occasionally she might take interest in a particularly outstanding man, but in her position, it would result in nothing more than a ripple at most—too many approached her with ulterior motives.

Only when with Feng Jun did she feel that she was not only unable to keep her composure, but that her heart was brewing a storm. She feared that at some moment, she would not be able to suppress her feelings and would do something shameful.

With her pride, she couldn’t afford to lose face, and neither could the old Yang family.

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Thus, she couldn’t follow him, unless… he strongly requested it.

Yang Yuxin knew very well that she… probably couldn’t refuse his strong insistence.

But luckily, Feng Jun just smiled and said, “Director Yang, you are too polite. Xiao Hui could have left two days ago. You’re free to leave anytime, and… about what’s happened here, don’t tell anyone. I don’t like trouble.”

“Rest assured, Master,” Yang Yuxin declared decisively, “I won’t mention anything about what’s happened here, not even to Xiao Hui’s great-uncle.”

This stance was quite powerful, as the most prosperous part of the Gu Family was now in Eldest Gu’s hands.

But Feng Jun didn’t seem to care, starting the Phaeton and driving off.

Sister Hong enviously glanced at Zhang Caixin, thinking that with the Storage Talisman on her person, even if she accidentally wandered into it, as long as she had enough food and water, she could last until Feng Jun came back to rescue her.

After Feng Jun said all this, he carefully observed everyone. Accidentally catching her gaze, although he didn’t guess what she was thinking, he suddenly remembered: I seem to have bought quite a few Storage Talismans.

Recently he had been occupied with a flurry of activities and had forgotten about this matter.

Without revealing his thoughts, he said, “Sister Hong, the three of you, come with me. Lei Gang, you guys continue with your cultivation.”

In addition to the six of them, there was another person present, the prospective disciple Gao Qiang.

Seeing Feng Jun about to leave, Gao Qiang hesitated before asking, “Master, why don’t you take Di Aixin with you? The kid’s pretty observant.”

He genuinely liked the youngster and had begun teaching him basic skills like the Horse Stance.

“You keep him with you,” Feng Jun said with a dismissive gesture, speaking indifferently. His hands were short of people, but they were just enough to make do for now, and the reliance of cultivation on resources had gradually become apparent. He would not take on disciples lightly anymore.

After all, he needed to reserve some resources for his parents, Dou Jiahui, and others. It was not the time to be overly meticulous, as regret would be too late if realized only when the moment arrived.

He led the three women to a forest and pulled out three Storage Talismans. “Okay, each of you… take one.”

Sister Hong was the quickest to react. Seeing the Storage Talisman that she coveted, she was first stunned but then stepped forward and snatched one.

Without caring about the two others present, she hugged Feng Jun and kissed his face, before chuckling, “MUA… It’s rare for you, you little rascal, to show some conscience.”

Zhang Caixin hesitated before taking one. Although she already possessed a half-used Storage Talisman, which she was reluctant to use except for two test runs and one actual use, she could finally let go of those reservations with a brand-new one in hand.

Good Scenery, however, took half a day to react. She blinked, “Is there one for me too?”

She was well aware that despite being handy, Storage Talismans had a limited number of uses, unlike her Storage Ring, which had no such restrictions.

Feng Jun smiled at her, “Each of these Storage Talismans can hold twenty cubic meters, everyone gets one.”

Once Good Scenery understood, she silently stepped forward and took the last one. Although the Storage Ring was convenient for everyday items, it only had two cubic meters of space, while the Storage Talisman offered much more for less frequently used, bulkier items.

Indeed, out of the three, she was the one who benefitted the most. For daily essentials, the Storage Ring was sufficient, whereas larger, infrequently used items could go into the Storage Talisman.

Anyway, he wanted to appear fair by giving himself another Storage Talisman, which was understandable.

Sister Hong didn’t think too much into it; she always envied her younger sister for having a Storage Talisman and now that she had one too, she was exceptionally pleased. As for the fact that her sister had one more talisman than she did, she didn’t mind—the other one was almost worn out anyway, the main thing was that the three of them were roughly equal.

Zhang Caixin was quite the clever elf; having already possessed a Storage Talisman, she couldn’t say she was unhappy to receive another one, but her emotions were much more stable.

Therefore, she took note of Feng Jun’s last remark and couldn’t help but ponder for a moment, wondering if he had other storage equipment before, just with smaller space?

Since this thought had crossed her mind, she couldn’t help feeling a bit down, and the fact that her sister had unabashedly kissed him right in front of her made her feel even worse.

So she stepped forward and hugged Feng Jun, kissing him on the face as well, “MUA… I’m so happy, thank you, Master.”

Sister Hong’s face darkened, and she coughed loudly, “Cough… What are you doing, Caixin?”

“I’m happy,” Zhang Caixin turned to glance at her sister, her smile blossoming, “Shouldn’t I show it when I feel happy?”

Sister Hong looked at her expressionlessly, and after a while, she sighed softly, “Alright then, as long as you’re happy.”

At this moment, her heart was tangled. It was obvious to anyone that Caixin had a fondness for Feng Jun, but now, it was highly unlikely that the two sisters could resolve the issue between them through discussion—not with Director Mei right there.

No matter how dignified and composed Teacher Mei might seem in public, Sister Hong knew that this woman could really let loose when she went crazy—they had both been with Feng Jun more than once and knew each other very well.

Having dealt with the matter at hand, Feng Jun was free to leave. As he prepared to get into his car in the villa yard, Yang Yuxin hurried over.

She gave him a slight bow, speaking apologetically, “I’m so sorry, Master Feng, Xiao Hui has… probably recovered completely these past few days, which is why I didn’t ask to accompany you to Chaoyang.”

According to what Feng Jun said, Gu Jiahui had already recovered two days ago and could have left, but with so much on his mind, he simply mentioned it in passing and wasn’t in a rush to send her away. The young girl’s reaction had been: I need a few more days to consolidate my recovery.

Unbeknownst to them, the word “consolidate” was becoming increasingly common within Luohua Manor.

Yang Yuxin was well aware that accompanying Feng Jun to Chaoyang again would make things go smoother, especially since that old man had clearly shown last time he wanted to interact more with the Gu Family.

However, it was she who had offered to go last time, and since Feng Jun hadn’t invited her this time, if she insisted on going again, it would seem like she was too eager to please him—doesn’t everyone have their dignity?

Plus, her daughter’s health had fully recovered, and it was time to consider sending her back to school.

But she was acutely aware that her reluctance to accompany him again was due to some people maliciously speculating about their relationship.

Some misunderstandings she didn’t fear; whether it was the Gu Family or the Yang Family, why should they care about how others perceived their actions?

If she really did something, it wouldn’t matter; her husband was dead, and the other party was young and handsome. Mutual comfort wouldn’t be excessive—if it weren’t for her child, she wouldn’t mind remarrying openly. After all, she was still young, wasn’t she?

Nevertheless, she hadn’t done anything, and to bear such a reputation seemed not worth it.

The crux of the issue was that she knew very well that the longer she spent alone with the young man, the more likely she would be unable to control herself. Master Feng was young, handsome, and very masculine, not to mention he might truly be engaging in Cultivation.

Yang Yuxin had been a widow for more than a year or two, and almost every day, she encountered men eager to please her, all with good prospects.

This time, he had brought back great gifts for his parents.