Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun swiped his phone twice, already aware of the situation on the opposite side, the Little Demon is at Qi Refining Initial Stage, Keane is only at Intermediate Level.

If the other party were willing to complete the transaction, over three tons of Gold — that truly wouldn't be much.

But when the other party showed malicious intent and seemed inclined to attack, he certainly couldn't just wait foolishly to be hit, right?

The Little Demon turning into dust was something he expected; if it didn't, that would actually be strange.

However, Keane held his ground, which surprised him greatly, but... it wasn't too much of a shock since Keane is the protagonist, they are allowed to have the protagonist's aura.

As for the bullet that was shot, it wasn't aimed well — in haste, it lacked accuracy, he noticed the bullet heading straight for his calf and planned to take the hit head-on to see what effect it would have.

In the real world, no one would want to take such a hit, but Feng Jun follows the Cultivation Path, and it's quite necessary to try a little for things unknown. At worst, he might have his leg blown off.

Having a leg blown off was not a big deal, Feng Jun had the Pills in the mobile phone dimension, so limb regeneration wasn't an issue — Pills are precious, but using them on oneself, does it really matter if they're precious?

In fact, he tended to believe that the opponent couldn't break his defense, and his intuition told him that the danger didn't seem great.

However, but... the opponent couldn't just break through the defense? It was simply a scratch!

The power of the Demon Bullet... to be honest, was still quite significant, just like the purification bullets used by the church, as long as the attributes counteract, crossing realms to kill the enemy poses no issue — one bullet is not enough, fire a few more.

The bullet hit Feng Jun without causing any reaction, not even as effective as the bullets of The Secular World.

But Feng Jun was displeased. Immediately after, the second bullet hit the concrete ground at his feet, causing Keane to lose his balance.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed the Immortal Binding Rope, which directly tied the opponent tightly.

Then he raised his hand to knock the person unconscious, stepped forward, and collected that Golden Wall, giving a cold snort, "You really refuse to be polite, I was about to buy it, yet you want to take it by force?"

Sofia, who had The Eye of Disillusionment, watched as the Little Demon turned to dust and then the once invincible Keane got tied up, and amidst her shock, she didn't forget to shout, "Be careful he escapes!"

Before she finished speaking, Keane, who was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated in the lasso, then transformed into black smoke and darted away like an arrow.

Feng Jun instinctively wanted to summon the Demon-Sealing Pagoda, then he remembered that it seemed... it was given to Zhang Caixin?

However, he had too many Magic Artifacts at hand, so he casually drew out the Soul-Suppressing Bell. As soon as the bell rang, the black smoke stopped and was captured back by the Soul-Suppressing Bell.

Watching the black smoke, trapped by the bell, transform back into a white old man, Feng Jun hesitated for a moment and looked at Sofia, "This... I'm just an external assistant, do you want to take over?"

"You deal with it as you please," Sofia rubbed her forehead hard, although the ringing of the Soul-Suppressing Bell wasn't aimed at her, she still felt quite uncomfortable, "But the secret of the Holy Water is also with him... I hope you fully consider this point; he might self-destruct."

"Self-destruct?" Feng Jun chuckled dispassionately, "He probably doesn't know what it means to seek death without success."

Because he needed to focus on controlling the Soul-Suppressing Bell, he couldn't use his mobile phone to check the surroundings, so he simply flew into the air and took out a high-powered night vision device to see if anyone else was ambushing around.

"Oh, God," the white old man gasped at the sight — here, God should be translated as "Oh my," anyway, he was quite shocked that this person could not only fly in midair but also had space equipment?

Seizing the moment as Feng Jun glanced around, his body transformed into black smoke again, but even before it could completely vaporize, the Soul-Suppressing Bell rang out again, and his form reappeared, though he was noticeably much older.

The secret technique of "Vaporization Escape" can't be randomly used, especially with his mere level of Cultivation, it had to come at the cost of life force.

Feng Jun carefully inspected the surroundings for quite some time, then returned to the ground and spoke solemnly, "There's no one around; we can judge him here... what do you think?"

"Hey, young man," the old man became anxious, "Don't talk about judgment, okay? You don't have the garlic stench of the church on you, I think, perhaps we can talk business, how much did this little girl pay you to hire you? I can give you double."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun turned his head and spoke coldly, "Stop pretending; you should know, I am the real protagonist of this transaction."

"Oh, is that so? I really didn't know," Keane insisted he didn't know, "Alright, do you want the secret of the Holy Water? I can tell you and also give up my demand for Gold."

Feng Jun looked at him and said faintly, "I'm sorry, I once gave you a chance, but obviously... you didn't cherish it."

"I give up my request for Gold, I can even pay a ransom," the old man had a strong desire to survive, "I can help you do many things, please believe me, truly."

Not a word of what he said was believed by Feng Jun; leaving aside his previous flip-flopping, just the Little Demon, which was actually his greatest reliance, and now he not only didn't show any anger, he didn't even mention it. Is that normal?

Before this, this man would open his mouth to say "that Black Ghost" and close it to say "that Black Ghost," with strong discrimination; can it be put down in an instant?

So Feng Jun spoke sternly, "Tell me the secret of the Holy Water, and I'll give you a quick death."

"Alright then, to be honest, I'm not Keane," the old white man said candidly, "I'm just one of Mr. Keane's disciples. I don't fully know the secret of the Water of Life."

Sofia snorted disdainfully, "Foolish lies, are you saying Keane has stronger Little Demons?"

"Of course not," the old white man replied earnestly, "This Little Demon was lent to me by Mr. Keane."

"Enough with the useless talk, you are Keane," Feng Jun waved his hand, speaking flatly, "In fact, it doesn't matter. Whether you're three Keanes or four, hand over the secret of the Holy Water, and I'll let you die quietly."

Having made such an enemy, he absolutely wouldn't let the tiger return to the mountain. The opponent's cultivation level didn't concern him, but it was enough to cause great trouble for others—such as Sofia.

"Three or four Keanes?" The old white man was first stunned, then squinted his eyes, "How much do you actually know?"

Feng Jun raised his hand and gave him a slap, "Old ghost, mind your attitude!"

The old white man was first angry, then burst into laughter, "Since you know I'm an Apostate, even if I tell you the secret of the Holy Water, can you trust me?"

Feng Jun looked at him expressionlessly, "Trusting or not is my business, whether you tell or not is yours."

The old white man laughed again, "Alright then, at the end of the umbrella handle, there's a knob. Unscrew it, and inside is a paper scroll, which records the secret of the Water of Life... I was going to exchange it."

When Sofia heard this, she stepped forward to pick up the silver pistol, found a small knob behind the grip, and unscrewed it without hesitation.

Keane couldn't help but grimace, you really dare to touch it carelessly, if I'd known you were so reckless, I should have done some tricks.

Feng Jun noticed his expression and coldly snorted in his heart, she has his Essence Blood Protection Talisman on her!

Sofia opened the scroll and glanced at it, then obediently handed it to Feng Jun.

Feng Jun raised his hand, knocked Keane out, and looked at the scroll: it was written in Latin.

So he entered his mobile phone again, ran a small "translate" program, and roughly understood the meaning.

As for being precise and thorough? That's impossible, most people know how machine translation works.

A few minutes after exiting, Keane woke up again; the intensity of his soul was far above average.

Feng Jun asked in a deep voice, "What is the 'Relic of Collected Faith'? It's not written here."

"It can be any object, like a Cross," Keane answered straightforwardly, "so I didn't write it down."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jun raised his hand and knocked him out again, then took out a Talisman.

In the fine drizzle, the Talisman burned without wind, then Feng Jun extended his right hand and gripped the opponent's head—Soul Search!

Keane's soul was powerful because he had devoured the souls of his three sons, which is why Feng Jun said, whether there are three or four Keanes.

However, this Divine Spirit was quite chaotic, not only was the information disorganized, but the three weak souls hadn't completely submitted—their intellects had already disappeared, but some obsessions kept appearing, causing the whole soul to fluctuate frequently.

This situation was completely normal; when a Golden Core Stage cultivator's bloodline seized a host, even if the host was their descendant, there was a high chance of unstable fusion, which might not perfect even after a hundred years.

Even Golden Core Masters are like this, encountering such matters at the Intermediate Level of Mortal Transformation is not surprising at all.

Therefore, the information Feng Jun obtained was always intermittent, but it was precisely due to these obsessional fluctuations that he occasionally discovered: the messages he had just searched were false news intended to deceive others.

Don't look down on Keane's cultivation level which was only equivalent to the Intermediate Level of Mortal Transformation, but the things he cultivated had nothing to do with the cultivation knowledge Feng Jun knew, and his soul was not only chaotic but bizarre, yet inexplicably strong, capable of setting traps against Soul Search.

But Feng Jun, after thinking it over, understood that such devils in the eyes of the church must be targets for beating, so to prevent the soul being questioned by the church, it was necessary to develop similar methods.

He was immersed in the opponent's soul, not knowing for how long, and only exited after confirming the two things he wanted to know—there were many other things he didn't see, but this guy's dark life made him nauseous, and he didn't want to see any more.

After exiting the Soul Search state, he was shocked to find that his soul felt a little fatigued too, Keane's soul was frightfully strong, wasn't it?

Then he found himself tightly embraced by a pair of arms.

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