Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1227: Thunder Turns Out to Be Human (2nd Update)

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1227: Thunder Turns Out to Be Human (2nd Update)

Feng Jun and Kong Ziyi returned and indeed went to load the crude oil.

The small 800,000 tons of crude oil on the Earth Plane required his storage bag to be filled three times. Fortunately, the crude oil from one warehouse was enough.

The last time he loaded crude oil was four or five days ago. During this time, he moved around a bit and was not worried about others becoming suspicious.

After loading the crude oil, he naturally needed to release the traveling abode to quietly charge the stone ring with some energy points, as moving so much crude oil required considerable energy.

Because he was worried that Sumiao or Master Busheng nearby might discover it, he was extremely cautious while operating these things.

The small courtyard’s traveling abode was put away and taken out from time to time. The Spirit Gathering Array was not stable enough, yet it was sufficient for Jing Qingyang and Chen Junwei to cultivate. As for him, the spiritual energy felt a bit thin, so Feng Jun simply took out the newly seized large night vision goggles to study them.

He had previously bought high-magnification night vision goggles online, but they couldn’t compare at all to what he had seized.

Perhaps... they were legendary military equipment?

When it got completely dark, Du Wentian also came, intending to benefit from the Spirit Gathering Array.

However, not long after he arrived, Feng Jun was shocked to discover that Kong Ziyi had gone out!

The large night vision goggles immediately came in handy. However, unfortunately, as the magnification increased, the usage difficulty also increased significantly. Any slight movement could result in a deviation of several miles, and Kong Ziyi was flying particularly fast.

Feng Jun soon lost track of her, but he could still judge that she had left at least dozens of miles away.

At such a distance, Feng Jun was not afraid, so he entered the defensive formation and then exited his current plane.

This was his recent research insight. The defensive formation could not only defend against physical and technique attacks but also resist divine sense spying—as it could defend against divine sense attacks, defending against spying was naturally normal.

The defensive formation of the small courtyard’s traveling abode could withstand at most several attacks from a high-rank Out-Dust cultivator but should be unable to resist a Divine Sense attack from a Golden Core. However, if you’re spying, shouldn’t you maintain some restraint?

Using attack strength to spy, if the defensive formation collapses because of it—can that still be called spying?

Feng Jun estimated that if the Divine Sense of a Nascent Soul could silently enter the defensive formation to spy, that would be possible. After all, at that level, the understanding of the Heavenly Dao rules is different, but as for a Golden Core... probably not enough.

Coming to the Earth Plane, Feng Jun handed over the storage bag again, watching as Zhang Caixin continued to infuse the oil.

Zhang Caixin took the storage bag, swept it with her divine sense, and then glared at him fiercely, "You really kept me in the dark!"

She had just finished infusing oil and confirmed the storage bag was empty. But this guy swiped on his mobile phone a couple of times, and in less than two seconds, the storage bag was full—this was absolutely the possibility she had guessed: you can enter another plane!

In fact, she had indirectly asked her sister many times. Although Sister Hong was vague, she had already figured it out in her heart.

But now that this guy showed this move in her face, she was still a little unhappy—wasn’t I supposed to be the second person in Luohua?

Feng Jun lightly coughed, "Knowing some things too early won’t be beneficial to your cultivation."

While "thump, thump, thump" infusing oil, she spoke sullenly, "It’s bad if I know too early, but others can know? In the end, it’s just that you don’t take me seriously, right?"

Feng Jun had already destroyed the surveillance and eavesdropper on those two oil tankers, so he had time to chat with her, "This really isn’t about not taking you seriously, I just ask you... do you think with my cultivation level, acquiring some resources on another plane..."

"Strictly speaking, in a plane with Golden Core or even Nascent Soul, would it be easy for me to obtain those resources?"

"You know I’m not a cultivator from that plane... and you know, back then when I worked for your sister, thinking about the housing prices in Zhengyang City, I was utterly desperate. So, it was really tough to gain a little there."

Zhang Caixin was silent, she could of course understand his difficulties—because she didn’t know what kind of perverse Golden Finger this guy had.

In fact, Feng Jun thought to himself that even if he had a cheat item, developing like that in the mobile phone plane was not easy at all. If it were someone less careful or someone prone to getting overly confident, they’d likely have failed miserably long ago.

After a long while, Zhang Caixin sighed, "I know it hasn’t been easy for you, but I can help you, can’t I? Wandering alone is really too hard, so why not take me with you?"

"It could be deadly," Feng Jun dry coughed, "Cai Xin, I don’t mind you gaining experience, but the risk is really too high... that’s not playing a game, it’s real, and people could die. Since I’ve become your master, I certainly want to help reduce some of the risks for you."

Zhang Caixin rolled her eyes, "You’re not my master, you’re my man!"

"Don’t be so vulgar," Feng Jun chuckled awkwardly, "at most it’s a teacher-student romance... seems like the oil tanker is full."

The first oil tanker was filled, and Zhang Caixin moved on to the second oil tanker to continue infusing.

The observers in the seaside house started to whisper again, "No mistake, have they switched ships already?"

"Time to switch, didn’t you notice the waterline of the oil tanker? It’s clearly sunk a lot."

Even though it’s thirty kilometers away, with over three hundred thousand tons of crude oil poured in, the degree of waterline sinking — needless to say.

"No way, in such a short time, that huge tanker is fully loaded?"

"Even if it’s not completely full, it’s close. You can tell by looking at the waterline. I’m curious... how do they transfer it to another ship?"

"They can stop in midair, don’t bother asking about it. The key is how it was filled so quickly. I suspect they might be able to communicate with a dimensional space?"

"You read Qidian novels too? I personally think there’s a bit of a problem with the theory of dimensional space. Personally, I lean more towards the idea that maybe they have a super large storage bag... That’s a very easy deduction to make."

"Doesn’t anyone want to sail over and check the situation?"

"If you don’t want to die, just go ahead. They don’t even need to bury you... storage bag or dimensional space, where do you want to go?"

Quickly, the second oil tanker was also filled, and the two moved to the third tanker. Just then, the oil in the storage bag was almost exhausted. After a few sounds of "dun dun dun," Zhang Caixin handed the storage bag to Feng Jun.

Seeing him take out his mobile phone, she hesitated a bit but still voiced her question, "Can you take me there now?"

"People could die," Feng Jun answered calmly, while tapping on the mobile screen.

After reaching the mobile phone plane, he settled his emotions, played with the high-powered night vision binoculars for a while, and seeing the Spirit Gathering Array gradually stabilize, he went into cultivation.

Once he started cultivating, time flew by quickly. His clarity came when Chen Junwei was shouting at him from not far away.

The two prominent disciples from the Taiqing Sect finally returned from Thunder Origin!

They left as two people and returned as four, besides them, there was a high-rank Thunder Cultivator, Guo Xiaosong, and a fifteen-year-old boy Meng Xinghun.

At this moment, these four and Kong Ziyi and An Yuhong stood together outside his small courtyard.

Feng Jun furrowed his brows in contemplation, then took out his mobile phone to check the time.

Expecting synchronization between the mobile phone plane and the Earth Plane is a luxury that can’t be achieved. However, Feng Jun calculated to know the time he spent cultivating. He furrowed his brows, "This... I cultivated for more than three days?"

"Yes," Chen Junwei nodded honestly, "They returned yesterday, but knowing you were cultivating, they asked and left. Today they came again, and upon hearing you weren’t in a closed-door session, asked me to inform you."

Choosing to cultivate in seclusion at the courtyard isn’t impossible, but doing so in the wild is somewhat dangerous. At least, having two protectors present is best.

The safest still remains in the Fang Market. Even if not entering the cave mansion, finding a piece of land in the Fang Market and using the courtyard for seclusion enhances safety.

After all, people like the Lu Family brothers are really rare, and in the Fang Market, either they don’t cause trouble, or they don’t want to cause trouble, safety is absolutely guaranteed, comparable to 4 AM in the Huaxia Imperial Capital or the Magic Capital.

—At 4 AM in Los Angeles? No need to mention, only idiots go out. Just look around through the window.

Since Feng Jun came out of the cultivating state, he walked to the entrance and opened the courtyard gate, "Sorry, I’ve been cultivating." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

As he spoke, he suspiciously glanced at Guo Xiaosong twice—this was the highest cultivation level of Thunder Cultivator he had encountered.

Guo Xiaosong was large and even somewhat obese. He cupped his hands toward Feng Jun and spoke with a smile, "Greetings, Mountain Master Feng. I’ve heard Luo talk about you more than once but regrettably, you weren’t in Thunder Origin when I was there. Indeed, you are a hero of the moment."

"Guo, you’re flattering me," Feng Jun smiled as well. "I indulged in cultivation, neglected fellow Taoists, and today I’ll hold wine here in the courtyard to express apologies. Let’s drink to our heart’s content."

Though they said drink to the heart’s content, who cared about just the wine? Moreover, the wine Feng Jun took out was just ordinary spiritual wine, not even having "In Dreams Seven-Tenths," not to mention longing in dreams.

Ultimately it was a hastily pieced together setup. Midway through drinking, while maintaining the atmosphere, conversation naturally covered the intended topics.

Tang Shixun, worthy of being a transcendent superior for over two hundred years, stuck at transcendent ninth level for more than eighty years. During this time, he completed many sect assignments and befriended numerous cultivators outside the sect, Guo Xiaosong being one of them.

Tang Shixun went to Thunder Origin and directly sought out Guo Xiaosong, saying, "I want Thunder cultivation techniques, the more the better—this is my only hope for forming the core, brother, what do you say?"

What could Guo Xiaosong say? He definitely helped ask around and managed to find quite a bit of Thunder cultivation techniques.

Thunder cultivation techniques aren’t highly valued in this plane, partly because there are too few Thunder Cultivators, and partly due to the danger—once lightning strikes, the person is gone, what’s left to discuss about Thunder cultivation?

Ultimately, it’s because Thunder cultivation has declined. If Thunder cultivation was mainstream, naturally people would consider how to avoid being struck by lightning.