Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 648 - The Troublesome Flower Monarch (Three

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: The Troublesome Flower Monarch (Three More for Monthly Passes)

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: The Troublesome Flower Monarch (Three More for Monthly Passes)

Wang Haifeng’s words were quite sharp, but they were also true, leaving Guo Haiyun somewhat at a loss for how to respond.

However, Feng Jun wasn’t one to fuss over such minor things. He frowned and said, “Then when you collect the Spirit Plants, I’ll help you stop this Butterfly… There shouldn’t be a problem with that, right?”

Sister Hong secretly resented. She really liked this butterfly, even though it had used up her Essence Blood Protection Talisman. Women are truly peculiar in this aspect; they might scream at the sight of caterpillars, but once those caterpillars turn into butterflies, they’re incredibly fond of them.

So, she made excuses for her man, “Master Feng is a reasonable man, but you also know that his time is very precious. It would be best if you could clear this place out within two or three days.”

“How could that be possible?” Guo Haiyun gave a bitter smile, “There are nearly a thousand Natural Treasures here… It might take two to three months to move them all.”

Because Flower Lord had been managing this place, everything was indeed in good order. On twenty to thirty acres, nearly twenty thousand square meters, each Spirit Plant occupied roughly more than twenty square meters—an area that wasn’t considered large for centuries-old plants.

A Lingzhi could grow to be three to four square meters in size, and others could be surmised to be similar.

Nevertheless, a rough estimate still totaled up to less than a thousand Spirit Plants.

Of course, excavating all these Spirit Plants would indeed be a massive amount of work.

The key was that this work couldn’t be done during the day; it had to be done at night, greatly affected by the environment.

“You’d better hurry,” Feng Jun said indifferently, “The Spiritual Energy here will last at most another ten to eighteen days. If you’re too slow, the Spirit Plants will die.”

He had his eye on these Spirit Plants… how should one put it? He was quite tempted, but in the Mobile Phone Realm, the opportunities to obtain Natural Treasures were much more abundant than in the Earth Realm, and the Spiritual Energy in those plants was denser than on Earth.

Packaging these items and selling them in the Mobile Phone Realm would fetch only dozens of Spirit Stones, certainly not over a hundred, perhaps only twenty to thirty stones at best, enough for him to buy another batch of Storage Talismans.

The key issue was that these items were not easy to sell in the Mobile Phone Realm—how poor in Spiritual Energy must a place be to produce such inferior goods?

That’s why he hadn’t been tempted by the ginseng from Maoshan last time; he had even forgotten how many years old that ginseng was.

After all, these Spirit Plants were only valued by Earth’s inhabitants.

Guo Haiyun’s eyes lit up, “How about Master Feng helps us capture it? With this task off your schedule, you could return to your cultivation.”

Feng Jun sighed, “I can help you catch it, but if I can’t subdue it, that would be pointless. If it escapes by accident, let me tell you… then you’ll really be in for some amusement.”

The butterfly’s wings fluttered slightly, and its eyes rolled about, but there was no other reaction.

“Tie it up, and it can still run away?” Guo Haiyun really had a fearless spirit, “Is it that strong… in the Qi Refinement Realm? Could a gun kill it?”

Wang Haifeng disapproved, “Then why not contribute it to the nation and have it sliced up? You might even get a policy in return to support the reopening of Weiyu Cave Heaven.”

Guo Haiyun glared at him fiercely, “Can’t we have a discussion without raising a fuss? Even if it is in the Qi Refinement Realm, with insufficient intelligence… we can slowly deal with it.”

“Hold on,” Feng Jun couldn’t help but interject, “I haven’t tried if it can block bullets, but if you’re really planning that, you might as well kill it. Have some meat to fortify yourself.”

Guo Haiyun glanced at the butterfly again and spoke with some difficulty, “That probably wouldn’t be more than an ounce or two of meat… Can’t it really be tied down?”

“I advise against doing that,” Feng Jun said seriously, “You can tie it up, but can you prevent it from crying out? Besides… those two puffs of white mist, that was a spell!”

“I’m not quite clear what the white mist spell does since I interrupted it, but I’m not certain it doesn’t have any other spells… Let me make it clear, if it escapes, I won’t be responsible.”

Guo Haiyun didn’t dare to speak anymore. Although he was Martial Cultivator, he was well aware of how terrifying the existence of the Qi Refinement Realm could be.

If such a creature ran into human society, imagine the panic it could cause. Frankly, anyone could guess the outcome.

He remained silent, yet Elder Guo stepped forward to bow at the butterfly, “I wonder, Flower Lord, would you be willing to continue caring for the grass and the Spirit Plants?”

The butterfly’s head tilted slightly and a beam of white light shot straight at Elder Guo, who was sprayed with saliva from its mouth.

The speed of the white light was astonishingly fast, leaving Elder Guo no time to react.

But beside him was Wang Haifeng, the newly advanced martial master, agile and quick, who raised his hand axe and blocked the white light.

Coach Wang had been on guard all along; the butterfly’s speed was frightening. Sister Hong had an Essence Blood Protection Talisman, but he did not—his grandfather had given it to his grandson.

He had only one Protective Talisman; once used up, he didn’t bother to consider whether Sister Hong had a second one; he surely didn’t, so he had to remain vigilant.

His hand axe stopped the saliva, but the next moment, a “sizzling” sound came from the axe.

He glanced sideways and gasped, seeing blisters forming on the steel-forged hand axe.

As a science major, he had forgotten the grade of the steel, only remembering it could cut through iron as if it were mud, “Damn it…”

Elder Guo also witnessed this scene and was stunned, but also a bit embarrassed.

In fact, from the moment he started calling the butterfly “Flower Monarch,” he had the idea to win it over, because he had a feeling that the Flower Monarch would be more valuable than any Spirit Plant.

Controlling the butterfly wasn’t easy, but risk and reward are always proportional. No venture, no gain, right?

However, it seemed his gamble hadn’t been very successful.

“My hand axe… that was over a thousand pieces,” Wang Haifeng grumbled, then glanced at Guo Haiyun, “Keep digging for the ginseng?”

“Dig then,” Guo Haiyun didn’t really want to ponder those complicated issues.

Still, he couldn’t hide his curiosity, “About that hand axe of yours…”

“It’s expensive,” Wang Haifeng said in anguish, even though the money wasn’t a big deal to him, “The key is that it was custom-made.”

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Guo Haiyun felt an urge to blow up, “I wanted to ask you, where on Earth did you pull out such a big hand axe from?”

In fact, he had a guess but just wanted to confirm it—You don’t have a Storage Talisman too, do you?

But Wang Haifeng, who was used to bickering with him, just grinned, “What do you think?”

I really judged you wrong! Guo Haiyun, without another word, crouched down to continue digging for ginseng. Damn it, I thought you were a straightforward guy.

While they were digging for ginseng, the butterfly lay on the ground half-dead. Sister Hong, holding the camera, went to take more pictures—she had been quite scared just now and was almost ready to ask for another Essence Blood Protection Talisman right away, but she had raised her guard now, so there shouldn’t be a problem.

Only Feng Jun and Elder Guo were left looking at each other.

After a lengthy silence, Elder Guo spoke up softly, “I want this Flower Monarch… If you, Master, can tame it, count it as part of the treasure trove, and name your price.”

Both were in charge, so the negotiation was quite straightforward.

Feng Jun helplessly spread his hands, “Do you think there are all-rounders among cultivators?”

“All-rounders are hard to come by,” Elder Guo admitted, nodding his head, but then he added with a turn of phrase, “However, you, Master, are no ordinary person.”

Feng Jun smiled, “Do you know of any family in this age of decline that still possesses the art of beast taming? I don’t.”

Elder Guo pondered for a moment before speaking, “The Miao Family, the Li Family… maybe they still have it?”

“Then go find them,” Feng Jun shook his head plainly, “I’ll look after this creature for three days, and after that, I’m leaving.”

Elder Guo hesitated a moment, then asked again, “I noticed a flash of red light on Sister Hong just now, what was that?”

“An Essence Blood Protection Talisman,” Feng Jun didn’t hide it from him, “It prevents her from being hurt by things like car accidents.”

Essence Blood Protection Talisman… A look of envy appeared on Elder Guo’s face. Wudang had seen similar talismans in its history, named differently, but he was well aware of their general nature.

He had thought of buying some protective talismans, but the thought of the words “essence blood” made him dismiss the idea. How precious was a cultivator’s essence blood? For Master Feng to give talismans to his disciple and woman was already very considerate; how could outsiders covet them?

But without an Essence Blood Protection Talisman, overseeing this “Flower Monarch” would be too risky. Its incredible speed, tough body, and immense strength weren’t the problems; one could simply tie it up or, if all else failed, tie it and put it in a cage.

The problem was that it could cast spells, not only using its calls as an attack but also emitting white mist and spitting saliva with strong corrosive properties.

Together, those traits were truly headache-inducing.

Elder Guo’s eyes moved again, “So, is this creature only good for being killed and eaten?”

“For you, I guess that’s the case,” Feng Jun knew he was probing and answered bluntly, “The Spirit Plants in Huaxia are scarce now; even if you manage to take these plants back, you might not be able to keep them alive… and even if you do, you can’t avoid them being coveted.”

Elder Guo nodded. He agreed with this view, but he also had advantages others didn’t, “You’re right, but Wudang will support me, at worst I can borrow a plot of land from Wudang and pay a management fee or something.”

Feng Jun nodded, “You could also distribute the Spirit Plants over four or five plots of land to cultivate, which could lower the attention they get.”

Elder Guo slightly nodded. In his plan, that approach was possible. A sudden cultivation of dozens of acres of Natural Treasures would indeed be tantamount to suicide; even the Wudang internal members would be jealous. He was just an Elder of Wudang, not the head.

Even if the head of Wudang were to handle it, he couldn’t keep it under wraps, knowing that Wudang had two peerless martial masters that were also the head’s elders.

So he looked at Feng Jun, the gaze conveying a question: What are you trying to say?

Feng Jun just spread his hands, “Four or five plots of land, this butterfly definitely can’t manage all that. Sure, it can fly, but the question is… would you dare let it fly? Actually, I don’t recommend you cultivate these Spirit Plants. It’s best to harvest them early. If you can’t grow them properly, then all is lost.”

Elder Guo considered this and silently nodded, thinking he had indeed thought too much.

(Third release of the day, calling for the base monthly votes at the start of the month.)