Big Data Cultivation

Luo Zhuanhe is the person in charge of the Luo Family on the Xin Mo Plate, at the Golden Core Eighth Layer.

This place is really not suitable for cultivators to stay long, with thin spiritual energy and barren output. The Luo Family has nearly a hundred Nascent Souls, but there isn’t a single one here.

Luo Zhuanhe coming here to guard is considered a hard task, but the proximity to the Luo Family Minor Realm makes it impossible for no one to be stationed. Fortunately, the task of guarding here can earn significant contributions.

Five years ago, he discovered a black silver mine here. Although the content is not high and management fees must be paid to the clan, having it is better than not having it, and for those stationed here, it’s a bit of a supplement.

As for concealing the news of the black silver mine? That is impossible. Such things rarely happen among the clan practitioners. If discovered, it would be dealt with by clan rules. What they can do is work hard to apply for a bit more—after all, guarding Xin Mo is really a hard job.

Today, someone reported that there might be triple element heavy water in Cuibo Lake, and Luo Zhuanhe dispatched ten disciples to investigate. If the source of the triple element heavy water can truly be found, it would mean a bit more income.

There is no big money in it. Triple element heavy water can refine some artifact refining materials, but its output is not little in various areas. Though demand is high, substitutes exist, so it doesn’t fetch a high price. It’s better than nothing.

Such news prompted him to dispatch ten disciples, giving them a month’s time. The barrenness of Xin Mo is evident.

Of course, he also has disciples gathering intel on hand, who can’t be casually sent on small tasks—this is fundamental to guarding this place.

There aren’t many such disciples, just over forty, but Luo Family disciples gathering intel don’t necessarily have to do it themselves—it’s fine to plant agents among the loose cultivators. They just gather the reports, without much effort, and basically, no one dares to deceive them.

As for loose cultivators being deceitful... how could that be? With a carrot and stick approach, there are no problems.

They don’t even need to cover the agents’ fees—just exempt part of their protection fees, not even needing to be completely waived.

Ultimately, under the banner of the Luo Family, these disciples can really do as they please in Xin Mo, not even fearing Nascent Souls—Luo Family may not have Nascent Souls here, but there are plenty at home, and it’s not very far.

The Luo Family won’t charge protection fees across the entire plate because they really don’t want to get too entangled with Xin Mo. But charging fees in certain areas, no one dares disrespect it.

In such a no-man’s zone plate, there are naturally those who don’t believe in evil, yet these people have paid for their impulsiveness.

From this point, Qing Que True Immortal isn’t wronging the Luo Family; on this plate, their influence is indeed the largest.

Luo Zhuanhe is a very disciplined cultivator. After arranging daily tasks, he went to the rear courtyard of the liaison office to cultivate—he is now at the pinnacle of Golden Core Eighth Layer, thinking of seeking the feeling of the Golden Core Ninth Layer.

While cultivating, someone was urgently knocking on the cave mansion door, very impatiently so.

"Is this damn reporting a death?" Luo Zhuanhe muttered angrily, stopping his cultivation slowly. He knew that if someone dared to knock on his door at this time, it must be a big deal, and he couldn’t ignore it. But knocking like this was too much, wasn’t it?

He got up to open the door, frowning and about to get angry, when the person spoke, "Uncle Zhuanhe, a big thing happened, the Great Elder is here."

Luo Zhuanhe was stunned upon hearing this, "What happened to our lineage? The Great Elder actually came here specifically?"

The other person was a junior from the same lineage as him. He thought it was the branch elder. Hearing about a Nascent Soul High Stage coming here, he was also nervous.

"Not the branch Great Elder, but the main Great Elder," this person’s voice was trembling, "the one who is a True Sage."

"Alright," a thought descended from the sky, full of momentum, "to the front courtyard... you still have time to chat?"

Luo Zhuanhe had no time to ponder, he darted out directly. The branch Nascent Soul High Stage Great Elder could already scare him to death, let alone this was a Spirit Sage Great Elder from the head branch.

When he got to the front yard, sure enough, the most famous cloud car of the Great Elder was parked there, with all kinds of ceremonial guards present—Luo Shiqi’s style was well known throughout the Luo Family, "Luo Zhuanhe, Supervisor of Xin Mo, pays respects to the Great Elder."

"You’ve worked hard," Luo Shiqi waved his hand, speaking blandly, then his voice turned sharply severe, "This time we have important matters. Let me first introduce, beside me is the Han Hai Great Sage of Xuanshui Sect, and fellow Daoists Qing Que and Moran of Taixu Sect."

Upon saying this, he paused for a moment, his voice growing even more severe, "Do you understand the seriousness now?"

"I understand, I understand," Luo Zhuanhe nodded repeatedly. The reputation of Han Hai True Sage was legendary in the entire Tianqin, much more famous than Yi Jue, although Yi Jue had the added glamour of beauty and cold pride, she was ultimately just Nascent Soul Ninth Layer, a different level entirely.

And Qing Que True Immortal’s fame was also substantial, especially since he had missions on nearby plates before. Not only was his combat strength formidable, but his actions were also ruthless, and even after nearly a hundred years, people still occasionally brought it up.

"Then first recognize the place," Luo Yuanwu glanced sideways at Han Hai True Sage, "Your thought, True Sage?"

"I don’t mind, you arrange it," Han Hai True Sage said indifferently, "but take care to appropriately seal the information."

"That’s certain," Luo Yuanwu nodded with a smile. "The Luo family has a legacy spanning ten thousand years, we understand these rules."

Has it really been ten thousand years? Han Hai True Sage snorted quietly in his heart, but didn’t bother to argue.

Soon, everyone arrived in the Circular Mountain. Luo Shiqi looked around but didn’t see Feng Jun, though he didn’t mind—Cloud Car had accelerated to arrive here. "Are you familiar with this place, the patrol room?"

"Familiar," Luo Zhuanhe nodded repeatedly. "This place is sparsely populated. Both streams are poisonous and cannot be drunk from. There’s no mineral resources and few plants. Without significant Spirit Stone transformation, no one comes here because it’s part of Xin Mo..."

Luo Shiqi nodded noncommittally, then spoke again, "Have there been any anomalies here recently?"

"Anomalies?" Luo Zhuanhe furrowed his brow, thinking who would pay attention to such a remote place?

And what does anomaly refer to? There haven’t been any major anomalies, and as for minor ones, it’s hard to say.

However, this question comes from the Luo family’s Grand Elder, a Great Sage in presence, and there are True Sages from Xuanshui Sect and Nascent Soul stage from Taixu present, so he replied, "We haven’t focused much here, but we can confirm there haven’t been any unusual phenomena. As for other matters... I’ll arrange for some inquiries."

At this moment, a spatial fluctuation appeared ahead, revealing three people.

Luo Zhuanhe raised an eyebrow, ready to reprimand them, then hesitated: Why is there a person... whose presence I can’t sense?

Then a laugh echoed, and Luo Shiqi spoke, "Turns out it’s Wei San, the undead Dao friend... weren’t you supposed to be dead?"

"Turns out it’s Luo Shuchu," came a cold snort from across, the cultivator who had not shown any presence. This person looked young, with excellent skin and complexion, but had white eyebrows, hair, and beard. He coldly chuckled and said, "Whether I’m dead or not makes no difference to you!"

The Wei Family now claims to have only one True Sage, and everyone thought that was Wei Youhui. Now suddenly an Emergence Stage appears, which indeed is surprising.

But Luo Shiqi understood well that news of top-tier combat strength falling or disappearing couldn’t always be taken seriously. Messages depend on how each family spreads them; many clans pretend someone is there when they’ve gone missing, and vice versa.

Thus he wasn’t surprised, nor did he get angry at being insulted with "Shuchu," because he knew that getting angry would play right into Wei San’s hands—they’ve been rivals for years, who doesn’t know their opponent?

So he just coldly chuckled, "Whether you’re dead or not is none of my concern, but do you know that this place... isn’t somewhere your Wei family can casually enter?"

The white-haired man laughed, "I can’t casually come here... are you really certain?"

"I am certainly sure," Luo Shiqi regretted as soon as he spoke, "You’re baiting me with this?"

They were too familiar, used to bantering without much thought, but now he realized—how sneaky of you!

"What trap could I set for you? You don’t need to come then," Wei Sancai replied with a smile. "I just wanted to ask, those who ambush Mountain Master Feng can enter... they must have Luo family’s permission, right?"

"Wei San, you’re really courting death," Luo Shiqi exploded. "Do you believe I’ll be camping at your Wei Family Minor Realm for a hundred years?"

"I don’t believe," Wei Sancai replied coldly, "If you have the guts, then do it. A couple of True Sages, my Wei family doesn’t really care about that. What’s more, I’m quite curious... who in your Luo family has allowed entry here then?"

Wei Sancai hit the crux of the matter, focusing relentlessly on the opponent’s weak spot.

"Stop droning on," Luo Shiqi dismissed the Wei family—merely a shut-in clan, too afraid to emerge.

Still, he had to take it seriously since the confrontation was happening here. "Here there’s constant traffic, my Luo family only has a small patrol room, how can we manage it all? At most, we help maintain some order."

Wei Sancai smiled with a hint of mockery, "So when I come, you maintain order, but when others come to plot against White Pebble Beach, you pretend not to know? No wonder Han Hai True Sage hasn’t found the culprit till now."

"Are you trying to start something?" Luo Shiqi was genuinely angry. "Do you want me to turn Wei San into Wei Si (Death)?"

"Attempting murder to silence?" Wei Sancai laughed even as he looked at Luo Shiqi, "Too late; everyone heard it, Han Hai True Sage heard it, Mountain Master Feng heard it... If I were you, I’d first think about how to explain to them both."

Wei Sancai then ceased speaking, but Luo Shiqi didn’t dare act impulsively with so many watching. Any move would make it a "yellow mud in the pants" situation, where any interpretation means trouble.

He was angry to his core, when someone beside him quietly spoke, "Grand Elder, is that Wei family’s Sancai True Sage?"

The speaker was none other than Luo Yuanwu, a rising star in the Luo family, who hadn’t encountered many famed figures.

"What Sancai? There’s only Wei San!"