Big Data Cultivation

Elder Liao was fond of wealth, which had nothing to do with personal character but rather because most Gu Cultivators were relatively poor.

He didn't believe that the Mortal Realm had no good things at all. After all, it was such a vast world with a large population. It made sense that some valuable items would appear.

There were also legends of cultivators who came to the Mortal Realm for Worldly Trials and found treasures there.

However, such legends were not particularly common.

So although Elder Liao didn't believe he had the luck, he couldn't help but harbor a bit of a hopeful mindset.

In fact, he understood very well that the probability of finding good items at the Prefectural Governor's mansion was much higher than in remote areas or steep cliffs—after all, it was the residence of the one who governed a county.

But how much higher that probability was, was hard to say—if the other party had a thousand Spirit Stones, it wouldn't be his turn to ask for them, right?

So he scoffed, "What treasure could you have? Well, let's see it then."

The Governor took out a walkie-talkie, "Have Yuanfang come to me."

Elder Liao was stunned, "You actually have a walkie-talkie? Where did you get it from?"

"I sent someone to buy it from Mount Zhige. To charge it, I even bought a Boiler Camel Motorcycle," Governor Zhao replied casually. However, his next words revealed something, "The previous Governor Sun had a walkie-talkie given by Mountain Master Feng."

This was true indeed; Feng Jun did give the previous Governor a pair of walkie-talkies.

A pair of walkie-talkies wasn't worth much, but Governor Zhao saw it as—why would you give him one and not me?

As for Feng Jun no longer being at Mount Zhige, he wouldn't consider that at all—not because he intended to be difficult, but because he had no choice.

I understand your difficulties, but who will understand mine? Others could only see you fawning over Governor Sun but not over me. Don't I deserve some respect?

Because of this mentality, he supported others making things difficult for Feng Jun.

Elder Liao sneered, "Mountain Master Feng gifts whomever he wants, that's his prerogative. Even a Golden Core Master wouldn't dare to argue with him. Who are you to befit that?"

At this moment, the sound of jingle bells was heard, and a well-dressed woman came from the backyard.

The woman looked about twenty years old, with an elegant demeanor yet exuding some charm.

However, Elder Liao was still a transcendent figure and had at least the basic discernment. Seeing this scene, he was immediately furious, "This ordinary woman, and you treat her as a treasure? This is too much!"

Cultivators looking down on mortals is quite normal. Elder Liao was also somewhat fond of seduction, but... you need to offer someone extraordinary in the Mortal Realm. This woman before him couldn't be said to be unattractive, but much of her appeal relied on makeup, which would rate at just about seventy on a scale of Earth Realm standards.

Elder Liao spent over two years in the remote area of Mount Zhige, supposedly feeling like a "soldier who sees even a sow as Xi Shi," but his initial standards were too high, believing this woman... was the kind that was either worth sleeping with or not.

Governor Zhao had apparently offended Mountain Master Feng, and under such circumstances, to recommend a woman of this caliber to him made him quite unsatisfied—Did he think so little of his taste, or assumed he could not discern makeup?

Seeing this, Governor Zhao felt relieved in his heart. He worried if the other party wasn't interested, but if they started picking, then it was good news—after all, those who criticize are likely to be buyers.

So he smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice to reply, "She truly is a treasure; they say she has a Nine Yin Physique."

"Hmm?" Elder Liao was momentarily taken aback, then glanced sideways at him, "Do you understand... what Nine Yin means?"

If it's a Nine Yin Physique, it's indeed a treasure. Among pure yin physiques, it's one of the best, not only being an excellent cultivation seedling but also great for serving as a cauldron. At that moment, he just hoped that Governor Zhao wasn't being fooled by someone.

Governor Zhao smiled apologetically, "I know a bit, yes, a bit. If you don't trust my judgment, you can give it a try."

"Try it?" Elder Liao's brows furrowed, coldly staring at him, "Is a Nine Yin Physique something you can just casually try?"

A pure yin physique places great importance on Yin-Yang Harmony. If the Red Pill had already been taken, not to mention self-cultivation, it wouldn't even qualify as a cauldron. Elder Liao couldn't help but doubt if this guy really understood what a Nine Yin Physique was.

"Yuanfang is still a virgin," Governor Zhao assured with a smiling apology, "Can't the Immortal Master see that?"

In truth, Elder Liao hadn't noticed this. Cultivators could generally discern virgins without error. Checking for pure aura was enough; if there was a man's aura, it meant the Red Pill was lost—especially for pure yin physique, it meant the Yin Energy had leaked.

But the crucial point was... until now, Elder Liao had never enjoyed this. He had encountered many women, both willing and coerced, leaving many memories behind.

Though he was fond of seduction, he genuinely had never experienced Yin-Yang replenishment, so he wouldn't think of it in that way—he lacked even a basic reaction, proving how resource-poor Gu Cultivators were.

With Governor Zhao's reminder, he looked back again and immediately understood. Indeed, this woman's Red Pill was intact.

But he was a bit curious in his heart, "How has she been preserved to this day? How old is she?"

"Twenty-two," said Governor Zhao solemnly, "This woman is the descendant of a disgraced official, and that disgraced official happened to be of the same year as me..."

This is a sad story. Yuanfang's father once reached the position of Chief of Staff—although equivalent in rank to a prefectural governor, there is still a significant difference between being in the central government and the local government.

Her father was attacked by political enemies and ended up imprisoned, while her fate was to become a courtesan in the Ministry of Music.

She was unwilling to accept this, her whole family was unwilling to accept this, and ultimately appealed to Governor Zhao—of the same year, my daughter is a Cultivation Seedling.

Being a Cultivation Seedling is something one should not say lightly; just look at the people around Feng Jun.

Yun Buyao has a scarred face and a crippled leg, but she never claims to be a Cultivation Seedling and prefers to seek opportunities at the customs gate.

Mi Yunshan is also a Cultivation Seedling, but without the guidance of her master, she is nothing and doesn't even dare to proclaim it.

Yuanfang's family was also forced into a corner, compelled to reveal this information—after all, no one wants to fall into the abyss.

Governor Zhao found it a bit dubious: Your family has a Cultivation Seedling, and you still come to me? Get her master to intervene!

But Yuanfang's master never appeared, perhaps just like Mi Yunshan's master...gone?

Her father was anxious, saying, if I were lying to a peer of my year, my whole family would die without a good end!

Governor Zhao, being an ordinary person, could hold a grudge against Feng Jun but still wanted to help someone of his own year.

Hence, he wrote a petition to redress the grievance of his peer, but things in the court were beyond his control, and in the end, he could only ensure his peer didn't die—being exiled was already quite good, at least it temporarily spared a life.

In the end, however, he did secure one condition—though Yuanfang ended up in the Ministry of Music, he was granted special permission to redeem her from it.

Governor Zhao took in Yuanfang when she was just fifteen years old. Initially, he thought of helping her find a cultivation opportunity, not only to save his peer but also to benefit himself.

But when he seriously delved into the matter, he realized how difficult it was for a mortal to cultivate, and the Nine Yin Physique could indeed invite disaster.

Until two years ago, Yuanfang turned twenty, and Governor Zhao pondered whether it was better to take advantage of her himself. Instead, he received notice of his transfer to be the Governor of Fushan County.

Upon arriving in Fushan County, he heard that Mount Zhige had immortals, so he sent people to inquire, but Feng Jun had already left, and the people of Mount Zhige were quite arrogant, disregarding a prefecture governor, making communication impossible.

Governor Zhao originally thought this was his best chance: Immortals on his own turf, surely efforts to curry favor and take care of them would pay off. Unexpectedly, after waiting a full year and a half without seeing Feng Jun, he met Si Xiaoguang instead.

The greater the initial hope, the greater the resentment now. Further, Si Xiaoguang claimed to be from some Alliance, which had four Golden Cores. The governor's subsequent decision to support the latter was also understandable.

However, Governor Zhao still didn't trust these passing cultivators very much, so he didn't report Yuanfang's qualifications, intending instead to wait and see. If the other party could take Mount Zhige and were willing to settle there, he would then offer her.

As for whether they wished to cultivate or to draw essence, that would not be his matter.

Yet he never dreamed that three months later, Feng Jun would miraculously return, apparently seizing control of the situation. Now, he sent an elevated cultivator who showed undisguised killing intent.

Governor Zhao knew full well that generally, cultivators should not attack mortals, much less kill officials recklessly. However, if an official offends a cultivator, they are not protected by this rule.

He did more than offend; he was essentially involved in the conflict between cultivators. With their visit, the clear killing intent spreading out made him realize unmistakably—what the heck, I am courting death here.

In fact, this was also due to bad luck on his part, thinking he had chosen the right side. Unexpectedly, Feng Jun made a strong comeback. Had it been a weaker party, they probably wouldn't have the heart to trouble him.

Now he had no other choice but to use a trump card to bribe this esteemed person from Mount Zhige—Mountain Master Feng allows him to explain himself, but first...he has to get there, right?

Hearing that she has the Nine Yin Physique, Elder Liao Brother was indeed quite tempted, but after much consideration, he resisted the temptation—Elder Feng made it clear he intended to severely punish this person. How dare he let anything slide?

He replied in a deep voice, "If this woman is sent to me, I will not refuse, but have you thought carefully about the sincerity you are offering to Mountain Master Feng?"

Governor Zhao blinked, "Well... I really haven't, what if I send Yuanfang to Mountain Master Feng?"

Elder Liao Brother's face immediately darkened, "Then take her, and walk slowly on the road. I still need to notify the magistrate and county official."

"Wait, I know I was wrong," Governor Zhao hurriedly pleaded, "Yuanfang is for you, consider it my travel expense!"

Elder Liao Brother raised a finger pointing at him, "People like you really need to be dealt with... I'll give you the time of one incense stick to pack your things."

"Don't, stay the night, it's getting late," Governor Zhao quickly seized the opportunity, "I just need to ask, what kind of sincerity does Mountain Master Feng prefer?"