Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun found it amusing that the Big Boss could remain so calm, saying, "Once space-time distorts, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape. Aren’t you worried I might perish here?"

"It’s still early for you to be unable to escape," the Big Boss replied steadily, "The distortion of space-time has its patterns. I’m just enjoying this sense of beauty. I didn’t expect you to notice it too... To be honest, you surprised me a bit."

"You can take your time to appreciate this," Feng Jun couldn’t hold back and directly took out the Substitute Soul Puppet.

He wanted to deduce whether he could accurately teleport in such a situation. The Big Boss said he could escape, so he should be able to escape, but whether he could escape to the right place and return accurately afterward, that’s hard to say.

The Big Boss realized what he intended when he saw him take out the Substitute Soul Puppet and quickly responded, "Don’t deduce yet. There’s something strange about this situation... I haven’t even detected who acted, and they might sense your deduction."

"Really?" Feng Jun was genuinely surprised, frowning, "What should I do?"

"You have the Qi Attraction of that presence, what are you worried about?" the Big Boss said indifferently, then recommended, "Before determining the opponent’s intentions, it’s best not to have any reactions."

"That’s impossible," Feng Jun refused outright, "Do you think the Qi Attraction of that presence is like cabbage? It’s simple to use one, but asking for another one, I really feel embarrassed to ask."

This was indeed true. The Guardian had given him a Qi Attraction proactively. If he used it and then asked for another, it wasn’t that impossible to negotiate, but for such terrifying existences, human favors weren’t measured like that.

The Big Boss pondered and suggested, "How about this, wait until tomorrow morning when the Bidirectional Gate reopens; for sure, the distortion force of space will weaken, then you can perform some operations."

Feng Jun thought about it and asked solemnly, "Are you sure we can survive tonight?"

The Big Boss answered without hesitation, "There shouldn’t be any changes tonight since the space has been distorted for three days... I originally thought it would take you another two days to notice the unsteadiness, but it turns out your perception ability surpasses that of an ordinary Nascent Soul Initial Stage."

"You really are..." Feng Jun was a bit helpless about the Big Boss’s capriciousness, but he also acknowledged its words. It sensed it when he couldn’t; it’s his problem, not something to blame others for, "Forget it, the weak have no rights!"

The Big Boss sensed his dissatisfaction and surprisingly comforted him, "Some things, I’m not convenient to let you know, but figuring this out... it’s quite helpful to me, is this reason enough?"

"Then it’s enough," Feng Jun was immediately relieved, "You should’ve said so earlier... well, it doesn’t matter even if you don’t say."

Originally, he was thinking of asking how it could be helpful to it, but then he thought, the Big Boss might have enemies powerful enough to become its foes; not probing was truly wise.

He survived the night unscathed, and by dawn, Mi Yunsan was about to open the Bidirectional Gate, and the disquieting space aura had indeed subsided somewhat, Feng Jun felt that even with deep perception, it was almost unnoticeable.

Once the morning light fully arrived, after breakfast was had in the separate house, Mi Yunsan opened the Bidirectional Gate, and Sister Hong on the other side coordinated almost simultaneously, thus formally forming the passage.

At the instant the passage formed, Feng Jun used the footprints to arrive at Luohua, although this would generate weak spatial fluctuations, the fluctuations at the Bidirectional Gate were greater, and it should cover his actions without surprises.

Upon reaching Luohua, Feng Jun first used the Divine Sense to contact the Guardian, to inquire about possible events on the other side.

The Guardian asked a few questions, also felt slightly perplexed but stated that as long as the methods employed in Kunhao, they mostly couldn’t overcome its Qi Attraction, so he shouldn’t worry too much.

Feng Jun expressed, even if they couldn’t overcome me, what if... the opponent wanted to use this chance to infiltrate the Earth Realm?

For the Guardian, whether the other side could enter the Earth Realm wasn’t important, as its commitment was solely to protect Earth. However, considering it provided the Bidirectional Gate, it assured, don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on the realm passage.

With this assurance, Feng Jun was finally completely relieved, "I need to go to Tianqin again, to gather some measures."

Although the Guardian didn’t mind him using that bundle of Qi, Feng Jun was clear about this: Face is given by others, but one must manage it well—there isn’t as much what is truly deserved in the world?

So these relationships, if possible, use them sparingly.

Around noon, Feng Jun returned to Luohua, and the Guardian proactively contacted him.

It did sense some domain fluctuations vaguely appearing at the Bidirectional Gate, extremely subtle, seemingly not probing but rather analyzing the gate.

Feng Jun frowned, ultimately sighed lightly, "Thank you, senior. I think... I might have guessed the general situation."

He didn’t hurry back, instead waited until the sky was about to darken, when the Bidirectional Gate closed on both sides, then returned to the secluded cave dwelling.

It’s still the same reason, to disguise the spatial fluctuations, only spatial fluctuations could achieve this.

A night passed without words, and the next day was as usual. When night fell again, the aura around Feng Jun began to fluctuate slowly—generally speaking, this meant he was about to start breaking through.

His aura fluctuations became more and more obvious, and by the time it was close to midnight, even the other forces on White Pebble Beach noticed, "Is Mountain Master Feng finally about to ascend to the next stage?"

However, at this moment, above Feng Jun’s secluded cultivation cave, the space suddenly twisted and formed a massive vortex in the blink of an eye, then, like a tornado, extended a cyclone downwards. However, this was merely a space vortex.

"How bold!" someone shouted angrily. It was Wu Xiu True Immortal from the Taixu Sect. He released his aura and flicked out a sword strike.

Because the event happened so suddenly, he didn’t consider holding back. A full-powered strike from someone at the Nascent Soul Second Layer almost tore the space apart. A sword light over ten zhang long, with an incomparably sharp momentum, struck heavily towards the twisted space vortex.

Wu Xiu’s sword light wasn’t particularly long; many Golden Core sword cultivators could condense sword lights over a hundred zhang. But in terms of concentration, his sword light was almost tangible, a genuine full-force strike that fully showcased the flair of a Nascent Soul Second Layer sword cultivator.

Many disciples of Taiqing watched with their eyes shining, "So this is the true power of a True Immortal sword cultivator, truly worthy of being a high-ranking Nascent Soul!"

However, the moment the sword light hit the space vortex, it was as if it vanished without a trace, having no reaction and just disappearing, while the space vortex above the cave continued to spin relentlessly.

"This is bad," many people had their expressions change. Master Xiaomeng even flew into the air anxiously, flicking a green beam towards the space vortex, "Azure Nether Extreme Flame!"

Azure Nether Extreme Flame was her natal fire from the fire techniques she practiced. Although its intensity wasn’t particularly high, its tenacity was extremely strong. Without good fire-proof methods, even someone at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage would have a headache.

However, this could only serve to delay it. After sending out the flame, she shouted loudly, "Wu Xiu True Immortal, I’ll hold it, you strike it again."

Wu Xiu’s face remained expressionless—his face always looked like a dead man’s, but he sighed, "I could strike again, but, alas..."

His previous full-force strike had already vaguely been met with exclusion from the Kunhao Domain. If he struck again, he estimated he would have to leave, but at this moment he couldn’t think too much about it. With a flash of white light, a more concentrated sword light slashed towards the space vortex.

This strike from Wu Xiu True Immortal was with all his might, but unfortunately, just like before, it was as if nothing happened.

Before this, Master Xiaomeng’s Azure Nether Extreme Flame was also swallowed by the vortex and disappeared.

Other cultivators outside the manor frantically launched attacks at the space vortex, but to no avail.

Wu Xiu’s body began to float up faintly, his figure starting to become ethereal.

"Damn it," Master Sumiao, seeing her attack was also ineffective, couldn’t help but mutter, "It’s a pity only Wu Xiu True Immortal remains among the True Immortals here; otherwise, how could these ghosts and monsters wreak havoc?"

The funnel handle emerging from the vortex swept towards the manor’s defense formation. In the face of this immense spatial force, the Golden Core High Stage defense formation shattered as easily as bubbles.

At this moment, a light voice came from Feng Jun’s secluded cave, "Freeze!"

It was a Nascent Soul level Paralysis Talisman, not given by a Big Boss but obtained from Tuotuo True Sage.

However, unfortunately, the Nascent Soul level Paralysis Talisman only made the vortex pause slightly before the funnel handle continued towards the secluded cultivation cave.

In the next instant, a voice resounded, "Sigh, I knew it would be like this."

With a flash, Feng Jun had already exited the cave. He hovered in mid-air, gazing at the space vortex above with complex emotions.

At some unknown time, a spindle-shaped silver flying shuttle appeared in his hand, roughly the size of a goose egg. The streamlined shuttle emitted a cold silver light, and although its size was not large, it was filled with an indescribable oppression.

He raised his hand, sending the silver shuttle into the air, and whispered softly, "Break through!"

With a flash of silver light, the flying shuttle shot into the space vortex. As it entered, the vortex began to shake violently, with the funnel handle swinging wildly, until... it began to collapse segment by segment.

The space vortex itself not only twisted violently but also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Master Xiaomeng watched this scene in astonishment, her mouth twitching constantly, "This is... why do I seem to have heard of this?"

Wu Xiu True Immortal’s figure was already very faint, but his voice still serenely emerged, "The realm-breaking divine skill of the Jinwu Sect... truly extraordinary!"