Big Data Cultivation

Xuanhuang and Yuangang sects strictly block information about the Insect World. While the general situation can be discussed, any specific details are absolutely confidential, and they enforce this rule not only on their own disciples but also issue such notices to outsiders.

Those cultivators who entered the Insect World through official channels are willing to keep the secret internally—why should we divulge the secrets we risked our lives for?

However, those who entered through the White Pebble Beach are not as concerned, not because they lack confidentiality awareness, but due to the diverse origins of these cultivators, making secrecy difficult.

Moreover, many among them are unable to enter through regular channels—especially those clan practitioners who harbor grievances, so since Mountain Master Feng didn’t stress the need to strictly keep secrets, why should they help the two sects block information?

The Yin Spirit Bigwig took a tour of the Insect World and lost interest, so it honestly cultivated and kept a low profile at White Pebble Beach.

But it likes to hear gossip, and fortunately, there are not many skilled individuals left at White Pebble Beach, allowing it to listen to gossip unabashedly.

It thus learned that Feng Jun made quite an impression in the end, and upon seeing him return, couldn’t resist chatting frivolously.

However, when it said that Feng Jun’s Sect doesn’t practice Incense Fire Ascension, it wasn’t wrong. Feng Jun had indeed consulted it on many issues when he pondered Incense Fire Ascension years ago, leaving a strong impression on it.

"Cultivation and solving mysteries are two different affairs, aren’t they?" Feng Jun retorted indifferently, "Moreover, my sect is full of experts. It’s impossible for me to bother each of them for advice, don’t you think that’s reasonable?"

"Perhaps... big powers tend to have more troubles," the bigwig mumbled in dissatisfaction. Yet, its head was tougher than others’, "Two out of three breaths are left, right? Can I take a look?"

"You’re the only one bold enough to make such a request to me," Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, taking out the Mountain and River Seal, "Take a look."

After sensing for a while, the bigwig tentatively asked, "Suppressed by fortune?"

"Possibly, I don’t understand it," Feng Jun casually replied, then paused, raising his eyebrows, "You understand these things?"

"What I know is beyond your imagination," the bigwig boasted without hesitation, but then quickly asked another question, "Was this made by that terrifying powerhouse for you?"

Though each one shouldn’t be underestimated, Feng Jun sighed inwardly, maintaining a calm expression, "Why do you think that?"

The bigwig replied, "Who else but those old antiques could understand this?"

"Be cautious with your words," Feng Jun glanced towards the direction of the Bidirectional Gate, "Do you think a Bidirectional Gate can block all senses of a powerhouse?"

"Alright, pretend I never said that," the bigwig was startled, it was merely appeasing its fondness for talking, "Take me next time to the Insect World, I’m really curious to see the effects of that breath."

"Alright, I’ll rest for two days," Feng Jun was exhausted, the previously planned rest period was indeed insufficient.

Previously, while they were making plans, the main aim was to send the injured back and rest for a couple of days, without planning to rest for long—they finally crushed the Zhechi Star System, couldn’t give the insects an opportunity to recover.

He rested at White Pebble Beach for three days, then went to the Blazing Flame Plate to pick up people. Others did come on time, but it was apparent they were severely exhausted and rented Jinwu Sect’s caves to recuperate.

However, everyone also understood the principle of pursuing relentlessly, as manifest in many confrontations between Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators—the battle wasn’t won swiftly but through endurance, seeing whose resolve was most steadfast.

—When you think you’re at your limit, your opponent might be worse off than you.

Thus even though everyone hadn’t fully recovered, upon hearing Feng Jun’s summon, they gritted their teeth and promptly arrived, ready to enter the Insect World.

In fact, Feng Jun needed to gather three groups: one from the Blazing Flame Plate, another from the Insect Passage Entrance, and his own from White Pebble Beach, taking them over in three batches.

But after gathering the three groups, Feng Jun announced, next time going to the Insect World, I’ll bring you all to the passage entrance, and then take my people back to White Pebble Beach. As for how you will return from the passage entrance? Sorry, that’s not my concern.

At this moment, he needed to be ruthless, seeing things were getting out of hand. If he couldn’t refuse the first, he couldn’t refuse the second.

He absolutely didn’t want to be labeled as a "transportation tool."

Yet, some people simply didn’t take it seriously, though they were too lazy to argue, merely silently complaining—can you enforce this?

You may refuse to take us, but wouldn’t you take Lingzhi Sect people? What about Jinwu Sect? Wouldn’t you take Taixu or Yuangang?

Feng Jun aiming to set rules is commendable, but as things are now, it seems... doubtful!

Having arrived at the Zhechi Star System, everyone began scouting the movements of the Insect Race within the system. After cautiously observing for two days, they discovered... no significant activity. The second planet remained in a state of utter desolation, and the condition of the third and fifth planets wasn’t much better.

The relatively intact first and sixth planets, however, saw the gathering of Insect Race forces around several military camps surrounding the temple, as if preparing to face a great battle.

The cultivators were somewhat puzzled, and gathered to discuss, "Their reinforcements haven’t arrived?"

Everyone looked at Feng Jun, who thought for a moment and shook his head, "I’m not sure about that. The Insect Race possesses space teleportation and blink capabilities."

Yuangang’s True Immortal pondered and asked, "What about their long-distance teleportation capability?"

"That, I really don’t know," Feng Jun continued shaking his head, "They should be able to achieve long-distance teleportation, but supposedly the space isn’t very stable. When used at the frontline, it might result in tremendous losses."

After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence, "Moreover, when teleporting too close to a celestial body, there exists tidal effects and counter-tidal effects."

Some cultivators understood the latter statement—such as those who learned to pilot warships—but it still touched upon the knowledge blind spots of most cultivators, causing them to ask questions.

After Feng Jun’s explanation, everyone understood. The True Immortal of the Artifact Refining Path commented disdainfully, "So they can’t teleport near planets. This world is indeed quite backward."

However, the True Immortal of the Formation Path rebutted him, "They can teleport on planets; teleportation merely involves the problem of opening space channels. Though they are weak, we must still proceed cautiously."

Xia Nichang thoughtfully remarked, "Perhaps it’s related to the world’s rules?"

"If it’s related to the rules of the Heavenly Dao, how can Mountain Master Feng teleport?" a True Immortal refuted her and then expressed, "We need to quickly discuss whether or not to fight, or... how to fight? After this battle, another awaits us."

He was a Xuanhuang disciple and felt an urgent sense of responsibility towards the world they had steadily developed.

"Then let’s fight," the True Immortal of the Way of Painting casually responded, suggesting, "Start by attacking the sixth planet; it’s icy and snowy there, making it easy to hide. If we eliminate it, we won’t have to worry about it becoming a variable in the short term."

Thus, the action commenced. Given the sound reasoning behind his words, everyone agreed it was sensible, so only a few Real Humans and True Immortals remained as guards within the star system, while others stealthily infiltrated the sixth planet.

The morale of the Insect Race on the planet was extremely low. Although they still had five Nascent Soul beings, the Human Race Army was too cunning and too powerful. Even with the second planet’s greatness and the Ancestral God’s divine descent, they were utterly defeated. They simply had no confidence.

Moreover, reinforcements would not arrive in the short term, but the third planet sent a message hoping to test the opponent as much as possible.

That night, the Human Race Army launched another attack, assaulting four Insect Race military camps simultaneously.

In short, all four camps believed they were the primary target of attack. In reality, the Human Race primarily targeted two of the camps, receiving support from the Formation Path and the Way of Painting, making the assault surprisingly effortless.

It wasn’t that the Insect Race was weak; rather, the Human Cultivators had become increasingly coordinated in their attacks, especially the Kun Cultivator of the Formation Path with extremely remarkable skills, and the ingenious illusions crafted by the Way of Painting.

However, during this period, the Insect Race deployed two relatively rare tactics: high-frequency sonic attacks and strong light attacks.

These two attack methods were somewhat weak, albeit very effective against unprotected Human Warriors. However, given the Human Warriors’ protective gear, the impact was much reduced. As for facing Human Cultivators with strong individual combat capabilities? It was merely a drizzle.

Still, the True Immortal of the Way of Painting analyzed the opponent’s intentions, "Sound and light to break illusions... haha, have they realized our differences from this world’s Human Race? Luckily, we were prepared."

Indeed, this time, the Human Cultivators were truly prepared. Despite being a hodgepodge of eclectic forces, aside from the disciples from two sects, they had no thorough meticulous teamwork.

However, as long as they were willing to fight—battle after battle—gradually, mutual understanding would develop. What is meant by forging an army through countless trials? Armies are honed, and the battlefield is the best whetstone.

In any case, everyone hopes to win. They all fearlessly confront the enemy, and naturally, they will summarize and discuss after the battle, especially guessing the Insect Race’s subsequent reactions, which everyone is keen to strategize about. Cultivation level differences objectively exist, but intellectual disparity cannot.

Then, more than one person indicated that last time’s divine descent caused exposure of some foundational secrets—even though the present Insect Race was eradicated, other planets’ Insect Races might have observed a thing or two.

Thus, in upcoming battles, we need to guard against the Insect Race’s possible methods to counter invisibility and illusions.

If this possibility exists, everyone must consider how to guard against it, leading to new suggestions being put forward.

The current battle situation demonstrated this point. Indeed, the Insect Race used methods to counter invisibility, but none of the cultivators wearing mechas—all were Real Humans or above in cultivation level—were affected, as they could still manage simple camouflage.

Thus, bewilderedly, the Insect Race discovered that the Human Race had indeed developed concealing protective gear. However, those protective gears varied greatly, ranging from full-body clothing to cumbersome suits reminiscent of spacesuits...