Big Data Cultivation

Beside the collapsed wooden house, several constables' faces were pale as snow, yet they dared not say a word.

Qu Jianlei didn't care about others' reactions, he stepped forward and smoothed one side of the stone tablet until it was as smooth as a mirror, but no stone debris fell, as if facing a gigantic piece of rubber.

Then he raised his hand and wrote a line of large characters, "Entry during Dust-release Stage only."

Then came the signature, "Crimson Pheonix Qu Jianlei", not many words, but those who dare to openly crown themselves with the words Crimson Pheonix in public are by no means ordinary people.

Yupao and Zi Yi came over, seeing such a scene, they were slightly taken aback: Is Master Qu really standing up for Feng Jun?

Yupao rolled his eyes and stepped forward to write a signature too, "Taiqing Yupao."

Qu Jianlei glanced at him, "You can't get yourself a tablet?"

Yupao answered with a smile, "Getting a tablet, the words wouldn't carry as much meaning as Master Qu's Dao intent, so I might as well not make myself look bad."

This guy from Wuwei Peak~~~ Zi Yi pursed his lips and also left a signature, "Taiqing Kong Ziyi."

They both hold Elder plaques, walking on behalf of the Peak Master, and barely qualify to crown with the words Taiqing.

Sun Rongxun was a bit less qualified, despite being at the peak of the Dust-release stage, really not qualified to write like this, so she shook her head, "Rongxun Hall's affairs, leave name not signature, I won't append."

This stone tablet standing here, even if the Hunting Alliance's Master comes, they have to weigh their options to force entry, that is a signature crowned with Crimson Pheonix and Taiqing.

The rest of the day was Mount Zhige sweeping through its courtyard, rampantly clearing the interior.

Over a thousand various people were captured that day, including more than four hundred troops.

During the capture, over seventy enemy deaths and injuries, Mount Zhige side, Tian Family and Mu Family each lost one disciple, other families had seven or eight lightly or seriously injured.

Thanks to the cultivators assisting Mount Zhige, the highest combat strength on the enemy side was caught first by Elder Liao Brother, otherwise, losses would be even greater.

Must admire the courage of cultivators in this realm, knowing they're not opponents yet still dare to resist, prefer death to being captured.

The Tian Family lost a genius seedling, Tian Yangni was greatly angered, kneeling in front of Feng Jun's small courtyard, requesting tenfold revenge.

Feng Jun understood some bloody rules of this realm, Tian Family had already executed the killer, yet wanted tenfold retaliation, sounds excessive, but it signifies eternal vendetta.

"Then make it a hundredfold," Feng Jun directly increased the stakes, knowing the killer was from Family Alliance tribes, "Tell the Wang Family, these are my words, directly seek revenge on me, I'm also unwilling to babysit your Tian Family."

Tian Yangni was delighted upon hearing, "Tian Clan is willing to follow Mountain Master Feng, hoping the master takes mercy."

"You wish," Feng Jun replied laughing, his large party comrades also laughed.

Sun Rongxun further clarified, "Your family doesn't even have a High-Rank Dust-release, and you still wish to follow Mountain Master Feng?"

Tian Yangni was stunned, "But, if our family had Dust-release cultivators, we could enter the Cultivation World ourselves."

"Still indeed," Sun Rongxun looked at him in exasperation, "You don't even qualify for entering the Cultivation World, yet you wish to follow Mountain Master Feng? Forget it, I won't talk to you, let those Qi Refining disciples wear them down with talk."

At this time, Mu Fengtang also followed Lang Damei here, his family also lost a guard, wanting tenfold revenge.

Feng Jun also permitted him hundredfold retaliation, then came the issue, Wang Family and Jiang Family are allies, but combined, these two families don't even have two hundred people.

Yupao excelled at assigning tasks to others, he spoke up, "One dead, a hundredfold revenge, one wounded, tenfold revenge, if not enough people…draw lots from others."

So, Wuwei Peak's non-action is definitely not merciful, when ruthless can be terrifying.

This suggestion led to a riot among the soldiers that night, during the daytime battle they knew they faced immortals brought by Mount Zhige, basically surrendered obediently — they were merely soldiers, not family disciples, not worth offending immortals.

Those not engaged in battle were still included in the lottery, and nearly thirty drew death lots, the soldiers directly exploded.

The explosion resulted in over three hundred soldier casualties on the spot, and those who operated were cautious enough, only three were injured, which led to another thirty death lots drawn in the army.

By night's end, nearly five hundred troops, intact people totaled less than a hundred!

While this mess was stirring, Elder Liao Brother was enjoying himself at the Prefectural Governor's mansion.

Because he'd been informed that Dust-release figures with enough reason can fly in the Mortal Realm, he flew straight to the Prefectural Governor's mansion, after all just over a thousand miles, took less than two hours to arrive.

Entering the city gates he must land, once inside he walked straight to the Prefectural Governor's mansion.

The mansion guards tried to stop him, but he flicked his hand and sent them onto the roof, proceeding directly inside.

"Help, someone is attempting an assassination…" Before the shout was even finished, it came to an abrupt halt. This wasn't an assassination attempt, was it? The guard had been thrown onto the roof!

Another tried to come up, only to be thrown far away by him. Under the gaze of many, he broke into the main courtyard.

Inside the main courtyard stood seven or eight sword-wielding guards blocking the entrance of the main building. There were supposed to be archers as well, but he entered so quickly that the archers hadn't even taken their positions.

Elder Liao Brother didn't strike again. He clasped his hands behind his back and sneered coldly, "There is a divide between immortals and mortals. Anyone who dares to attack will face clan extermination!"

Having said that, his body floated upwards by about a meter, then he spoke in a deep voice, "By the order of Mount Zhige's Mountain Master Feng, the local Prefectural Governor must arrive at Mount Zhige within three days to explain the defamation of the Immortal Family. This is your only chance for survival."

The seven or eight guards initially wanted to confront him, but upon hearing the words 'immortal and mortal divide', they froze. After a long while, someone finally spoke in a low voice, "Is it an Innate Expert…or an Immortal?"

Even Innate Experts can fly, making it truly difficult for laymen to distinguish between them.

"Immortal, I suppose," remarked one of the guards of the Prefectural Governor's mansion, whose insight surpassed that of the average person. "Even an Innate impersonating an Immortal would face clan extermination."

After a long while, a trembling voice emerged from inside the house, "An Innate impersonating an Immortal would indeed face clan extermination."

Elder Liao Brother sneered, "Then let me show you the methods of an Immortal!"

With a casual wave of his hand, a large swarm of flying insects appeared in the air, with some rushing towards the guards and others heading straight for the room.

"Gu Immortal!" a rough voice inside the room screamed, "Spare us, Immortal. We know we're wrong."

He spoke quickly, but the flying insects were faster, already upon the guards.

"Spare us, Immortal Master," two guards cried desperately. To mortals, Immortal Families were immensely terrifying, and among them, Gu Immortals were the most fearful—Gu Insects consumed human essence and blood!

Elder Liao Brother, bound by Feng Jun's instructions and having no desire to bully mortals, simply lifted his chin, "I'll count to three. If you don't come out, don't bother ever coming out!"

He only counted to "two" before the door opened, and out came a chubby white man and a robust man.

The robust man, a High-Rank Martial Master, stood cautiously in front of the chubby man, but still respectfully said, "Greetings, Immortal Master."

The chubby man was trembling all over and couldn't speak.

Elder Liao Brother raised his hand, and all the flying insects returned, this time visible to everyone as they flew into a small pouch.

He had no intention of staying longer, and coldly remarked, "To be so evasive is worthy of execution, but that's Mountain Master Feng's business. I don't wish to overstep my boundaries. Did you hear me clearly? Be at Mount Zhige to plead for forgiveness in three days!"

"Please wait, Immortal Master!" the chubby man shouted, but due to fear, his voice sounded eerily like an off-key opera.

However, the man quickly composed himself within a few seconds, demonstrating his strong ability to adjust.

In fact, Prefectural Governor Zhao felt emboldened as soon as he realized his life wasn't in immediate danger—a quote from the Earth Realm aptly describes that those who become prefectural governors are never simple.

He cupped his hands towards Elder Liao Brother, forcing calmness as he spoke, "Immortal Master, Mount Zhige is over a thousand miles away. How can we get there in three days? Please extend a bit of leniency."

"Whether you can get there or not is none of my business," Elder Liao Brother rudely retorted, "This matter isn't my decision, and by the way, Elder Feng said you must bring ample sincerity. Otherwise, don't expect to leave Mount Zhige."

Hearing this, the robust man couldn't help but speak in horror, "Forgive us, Immortal Master. The Prefectural Governor is a high-ranking official of the Imperial Court. How could you treat him with such impunity, let alone kill him?"

"If you don't believe me, feel free to test it," Elder Liao Brother replied coldly. He had no good impressions of the Prefectural Governor's mansion. If it weren't for these people causing trouble, his last three months at Mount Zhige wouldn't have been so unbearable.

"Immortal Master, that wasn't my intention," the chubby Prefectural Governor Zhao said with a flattering smile, "I meant, could the Immortal Master give us a hand? If I travel on my own, I really won't make it on time, and I still need to…prepare sincerity."

He quickly understood what "sincerity" entailed—such things were very common in the official government.

Elder Liao Brother heard this, his face turning stern, "You want me to take you…for what reason? Because of your sizeable face?"

Prefectural Governor Zhao showed his teeth in a fawning grin, "Of course not. As a mere mortal, I certainly can't expect the Immortal Master to help for nothing, right?"

"With just your meager Prefectural Governor's mansion?" Elder Liao Brother sneered, expressing disdain, "Not to mock you, but do you think your worldly possessions could tempt a transcendent person like me?"

Gu Cultivators, among Cultivators, are indeed relatively impoverished, but mortal possessions—how could they ever entice him?

"Of course, worldly possessions wouldn't dare disturb the Immortal Master," Prefectural Governor Zhao laughed flatteringly, though inwardly astonished at the realization that it truly was a transcendent person.

Moreover, this transcendent person was running errands for Mountain Master Feng. How terrifying must Mountain Master Feng be?

Fortunately, Prefectural Governor Zhao had prepared for this. He smiled as he said, "I have prepared a treasure for the Immortal Master…"

(Update until summoning monthly ticket.)