Big Data Cultivation

It must be admitted, the Zhu Family truly has a wise ancestor—this is a truly venerable old ancestor.

The compensation for Wu Mingrui ends here, as for how to handle Wife Wu, he didn't say and Feng Jun didn't ask.

No need to say anything, the child has already lost their father and cannot lose their mother too.

However, if she wants to remarry, there would naturally be someone to handle it, and Feng Jun wouldn't need to be involved.

Next comes the compensation for Feng Jun—The Zhu Family will offer 200,000 Spirit Stones, and Zhu Gaoyang will reflect in seclusion for thirty years.

Feng Jun now really looks down upon ordinary Spirit Stones, "Replace them with a thousand Medium Spirit ones. I don't need Zhu Gaoyang to seclude for thirty years… Within a year, slay a Yinsha of Out of Dust realm. This is for the sake of Brother Wu's daughter."

Old Ancestor Zhu's face instantly turned as bitter as could be, "There really aren't many Medium Spirit Stones at home, I've pretended to be dead for three hundred years now."

The only Golden Core has been pretending to be dead without acting, where to find Medium Spirit Stones? The family's Medium Spirit Stones are slowly depleting.

Feng Jun heard him say "pretending to be dead" instead of secluded or such, and no longer bothered, "Then forget it."

However, the old ancestor's grievances don't stop here, "Um, Feng Xiaoyou, my Zhu Family can't provoke the Yinsha."

To kill the Out of Dust disciples of the Four Great Sects, any force would have to weigh the matter.

Feng Jun turned his head, carefully looking at him, "So your family has great confidence dealing with me, an Out of Dust cultivator?"

It's because we didn't know your track record, right? Old Ancestor Zhu forced a bitter smile, "The key is that I won't live much longer either."

Feng Jun pulled out his mobile phone and swiped it, speaking quietly, "If there's no accident, you still have at least sixty years to live… Deduction fee five thousand spirits, remember to bring it along."

"Deduction fee?" Old Ancestor Zhu was stunned at that, thinking in his heart that you know how to deduce… and charge this much?

Feng Jun glanced at him indifferently, "Why do you think I have enmity with Yinsha? They don't want me deducing for the Crimson Pheonix Sect."

"Really because of this?" Not only was Old Ancestor Zhu shocked, but even Zhu Gaoyang was taken aback.

Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, "How long has it been since you went to Tiantong? Rest assured, five thousand spirits is not much from me."

"Certainly not much," Old Ancestor Zhu nodded excitedly. At his age, one really doesn't know when they might pass away. He has his own estimate, but the most optimistic is living another thirty to forty years. Now someone is saying "at least" another sixty years.

He doesn't know how accurate Feng Jun's deduction is, but just the thought… does he have any reason to deceive him?

If he can live another sixty years at least, some plans can be made. He voiced his thought, "Then, if we commissioned others to slay an Out of Dust Yinsha… is that acceptable?"

He was worried that Feng Jun intentionally pushed the Zhu Family into opposition with the Yinsha, then the Zhu Family would have to choose to relocate, moving to the area governed by the Crimson Pheonix Sect. If Feng Jun didn't have this intention, then there might be room for negotiation.

"Of course, you can," Feng Jun replied without hesitation, "I'm just not happy, you guys must make me happy, actually an Out of Dust Yinsha… I can kill myself!"

Old Ancestor Zhu slapped his thigh, "Alright, it's settled then. I'll go home to prepare the Spirit Stones and bring you the head."

With a sway of his body, he disappeared without a trace, while Zhu Gaoyang remained in place.

Feng Jun ignored the other people, flicking his hand, and suddenly another person appeared on the ground. It was the very Chao Sheng who had been taken in by the Longsheng Folding Fan earlier.

Even though he is of high rank Out of Dust, inexplicably taken by the folding fan, now suddenly released, he had nowhere to vent his anger, suddenly straightened himself and was about to explode wildly.

However, his reaction was ultimately a step slower, just as he was released, a furry paw pressed against his chest; it was Xiao Bai who knew the big boss and Feng Jun had sorted things out, and swiftly took action to suppress him.

"Golden Core!" Chao Sheng instantly felt that kind of aura. Although an Out of Dust cultivator is hard to kill, being close to a Golden Core is still quite a terrifying thing, let alone at this moment… He was being pressed to the ground by the Golden Core.

He adjusted his focus and discovered above him was none other than a… massive white fox head?

He was absolutely certain this Golden Core aura emanated from the white fox, and couldn't help but draw a cold breath, "Demon Beast?"

Xiao Bai's paw, its force wasn't excessive but wasn't light either; the most crucial part was the binding aura and pressure it released, making it difficult for Chao Sheng to even move.

So, of course, he didn't dare to move. Even if he were to die, he wanted to die with a bit more understanding.

Feng Jun took out his mobile phone and swiped it, turning his head to look at Zhu Gaoyang, "You really don't know this guy's background?"

"I really don't know, I only know he's called Chao Sheng," Zhu Gaoyang, who was as obedient as could be now, answered honestly, "He said he's out in the Mortal World for training from his clan, and indeed… his inheritance is not bad."

"His inheritance is definitely stronger than your Zhu family," Feng Jun replied casually, then stepped forward, looking down as he asked, "Has Jie Chaoqun finished his seclusion yet, has he formed his Golden Core?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoyang's face changed again instantly. Jie Chaoqun… Jie Chaosheng, aren't they from the same family?

As for who Jie Chaoqun is, he wasn't unclear about it: one of the most promising newcomers at Sword Forging Peak to attain the Golden Core, "The Jie family at Sword Forging Peak?"

Jie Chaosheng was equally perplexed when he heard it, "He formed it last month, you can even recognize me?"

"You think you're worth recognizing? A sneaky type," Feng Jun scoffed disdainfully, "It's just a simple deduction, now tell me, why are you helping Yinsha to deal with me… do you want me to wipe out the whole Jie family?"

Jie Chaosheng was a relatively cautious person, but at crucial moments, he wouldn't back down. He laughed indifferently, "You can take me out, but I hope fellow Daoist can maintain enough respect for Sword Forging Peak… this demon beast alone might not be enough!"

"Can your Jie family represent Sword Forging Peak? Your face is big," Feng Jun sneered again, "Besides, what about Sword Forging Peak? I can force Ten Directions to sign a capitulation; why should I fear Sword Forging Peak?"

"Ten Directions… what's that about?" Jie Chaosheng struggled to turn his head a bit, then saw Zhu Gaoyang, and hurriedly spoke, "Gaoyang Zhenren, what happened to Ten Directions?"

"I don't know either," Zhu Gaoyang shrugged his hands in distress, "I'm still under Feng Zhenren's control now."

Jie Chaosheng hesitated for a moment, then looked at Feng Jun, "Feng Zhenren, can you let me get up to speak?"

Just as he finished speaking, Xiao Bai lifted another paw and swiftly tapped a few times, placing a restriction on him before letting him go.

This move frightened Jie Chaosheng quite a bit. He looked in horror at the giant fox head, then sprang up like a carp — a cultivator's restriction can seal spiritual energy and martial cultivation level; as for physical abilities… that depends on how it's sealed.

He couldn't help but praise, "This demon beast's spiritual sense is not ordinary… really impressive."

"Get to the point!" Feng Jun spoke lazily. To be honest, his impression of Jie Chaosheng was still decent; at least he was a relatively calm person. As for those words Zhu Gaoyang said, he honestly wasn't very convinced, "Did I provoke you or offend you?"

"Neither," Jie Chaosheng answered candidly, "You're a Loose Cultivator, the Four Great Sects want to trouble you, do I have a choice?"

"Oh?" Feng Jun was just about to say something when Zhu Gaoyang interjected hurriedly, "Chao Sheng Daoist, wasn't it you who strongly persuaded us, would we have stepped into this mess otherwise?"

Jie Chaosheng gave him a strange look and then sneered, "Okay, it was me who strongly persuaded, your Zhu family is innocent… Now I'm really curious, Qingtian's head is gone, and you still cowardly backed down, what exactly happened?"

"Qingtian… he was disrespectful to Feng Zhenren," Zhu Gaoyang spoke with a stiff face; this issue was too embarrassing, especially since he was from the Zhu family, "In a fight, no one has a good hand, and in a quarrel, no one has a good mouth; some accidents are normal."

Jie Chaosheng rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with him, but he was very aware that since Zhu Qingtian was dead and the Zhu family remained deferential, there must be things he didn't understand here.

So he straightforwardly stated, "I made a mistake and am willing to pay the price for my actions. Right now, I just want to know what exactly happened… The investigation of Feng Zhenren's whereabouts was Yinsha's request, not my suggestion."

"If not you, then my Zhu family?" Zhu Gaoyang's voice suddenly rose, "Chao Sheng Zhenren, although we haven't interacted much, I thought you were originally quite a man."

"I am still considered a man," Jie Chaosheng finally got it. After he was put away by the Longsheng Folding Fan, he didn't know what exactly happened, but he was well aware that Feng Jun's terrifying level far exceeded his imagination.

So he straightforwardly stated, "I offended Feng Zhenren, be it execution or slicing, I accept it, but my actions are my own, unrelated to the Jie family… Gaoyang Zhenren, you can't drag my entire Jie family down, right?"

Zhu Gaoyang certainly didn't want to take on the charge of deceiving Feng Jun, "Wasn't it you who volunteered to search Feng Zhenren?"

"That was your Zhu Qingtian!" Jie Chaosheng retorted without hesitation. He indeed wasn't afraid of death but absolutely didn't want to drag the Jie family under — otherwise, after so many years at Ginkgo Square Market, few would even know his surname.

He spoke solemnly, "Yinsha did hope we would assist in the investigation, but Zhu Qingtian found me, saying Zhu Datong wanted an opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul stage… Can you say you didn't know? Without your Zhu family's help, could I, an outsider, command so many people?"

Zhu Gaoyang was suddenly speechless, only able to vaguely reply, "Qingtian is already dead, so you can say whatever."

"Alright, let's say it was all my doing," Jie Chaosheng still had a staunch attitude, "I leave myself to Feng Zhenren's disposal, but I have a small request, can you tell me what actually happened… so I can die understandingly?"

(It turns out that without asking for the monthly ticket, we get none. It's the end of the month; has anyone noticed a new monthly ticket?)