Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 2570: Chapter 2562: The Overbearing Senior Sister

Obviously, Qian Zhong wanted to analyze the qi-traction and clearly had other motives, but nothing she said made anyone feel displeased.

Feng Jun had already shown off the Sun-Mirroring Glass before; whether he showed off this time or not didn’t really matter. In fact, when he took out that cluster of qi-traction, he felt a bit regretful: if he’d known it would be like this, it seemed there hadn’t been any need to expose the Sun-Mirroring Glass back then.

But since things had developed to this point, there was no way he could have Immortal Yi Jue accompany him to risk an adventure in the Lingmu Sect, so the situation naturally unfolded like this. Even so, he still didn’t forget to stress, "I’m really sorry, this qi-traction can’t leave me. Please just take a look like this."

Once she sensed that cluster of qi-traction, Qian Zhong swiftly formed a string of hand-seals. "You really just... casually took this out like that."

After observing the qi-traction for a while, she spoke up and asked, "This is also... from that senior?"

Feng Jun hadn’t expected her not to recognize it; he nodded straightforwardly. "Yes."

"Looks like that elder of your Sect takes very good care of you," Qian Zhong sighed, then glanced at him with clear envy. "Put it away. With this qi-traction guiding you, as long as you don’t run into a Fusion Stage, you should be able to leave the Lingmu Sect smoothly."

Hearing this, Feng Jun was a bit surprised. "A Fusion Stage powerhouse can already stop me?"

How are you even talking? The three who heard this all fell silent together—what do you mean, "a Fusion Stage can already"?

Qian Zhong reacted the fastest. She glanced at him, speechless. "That elder of yours... is above the Body Integration Realm?"

"Well... he should be," in Feng Jun’s mind, the Yin Spirit Bigwig was at least Divine Spirit Stage—maybe Body Integration Realm; but even a Big Boss at that level was scared of the Guardian to death, so the Guardian should at the very least be Body Integration Realm.

In fact, the Guardian had once told him that even if a Fusion Stage came from another plane, they’d be getting a boxed lunch in minutes. Considering the Guardian was currently not in its best condition, yet still dared to say that, it meant its Cultivation Level was definitely above the Body Integration Realm.

Given these two reasons, Feng Jun believed his guess should be accurate.

"You really are... blessed with deep fortune," Qian Zhong froze for a moment and couldn’t help sighing. Just a mere Golden Core Stage, yet he could attract the attention of someone above the Body Integration Realm, and that senior had even taken action for him more than once—was that elder your direct ancestor?

If I could have received that kind of attention back when I was at Golden Core—at least a tilt in resource allocation—maybe the Yao Family would really have emerged into the world.

She had no idea what kind of level an existence above the Body Integration Realm could reach, so she had no way to judge the truth of Feng Jun’s answer. Still, she couldn’t help asking, "That elder of yours, and you actually don’t know his Cultivation Level?"

Feng Jun replied faintly, "Mainly, I don’t dare to ask, and no one else is willing to tell me."

"That’s actually normal," Qian Zhong nodded. She understood this feeling very well; a bit of role reversal made it clear—if she were above the Body Integration Realm, she wouldn’t tolerate some little Small Golden Core asking all sorts of questions—no matter how much she favored a junior, that’d be impossible.

Once a Cultivator reaches a certain tier, they naturally have to maintain the dignity of that tier.

So she said, "You can put the qi-traction away now. Let’s go grab that Han Feng, and keep it as covert as possible."

Keeping things covert was actually not easy. Han Feng might wander around during the day, and it wasn’t suitable to make a move in broad daylight. But by dusk, he would return to the area where the Lingmu Sect disciples gathered.

Feng Jun didn’t really care about that, or rather, caring wouldn’t help. In any case, he could only lie in wait outside; there was no other choice.

Still, his luck was decent. By the second evening of his stakeout, Han Feng, who had already gone into the residential area, actually came out again—some outside Cultivators had invited him to drink outside the town.

For Sect Practitioners, this kind of thing was quite common. Outside Cultivators wanting to gain a stable foothold on a Sect’s territory would naturally choose to befriend some of the Sect Practitioners. Han Feng’s current popularity was far worse than before, but he was still a Lingmu Sect disciple after all.

The drinking spot was in the lodging of those outside Cultivators, and they even discussed some other matters. Yi Jue and Qian Feng both sensed it, but didn’t tell Feng Jun—most likely it wasn’t anything important.

By the time Han Feng came out again, it was already midnight. He declined their offer to escort him, and drunkenly headed back to town.

He could have flown back, but given his current standing, doing so would be a bit ostentatious, and besides... flying under the influence really wasn’t safe.

Still, he walked quite fast, and now and then, he even used Blink.

However, just as he passed through a dark stretch of road and was about to enter the town, his vision went black and he lost consciousness.

The one who acted wasn’t Yi Jue, but Qian Zhong. Her hand shot out swiftly, and Han Feng vanished into a patch of shadow in an instant.

The feeling was a bit like a spliced video: in the previous frame, the person was still there; in the next frame, he was gone—more exaggerated than a Sichuan opera face-change.

Then she glanced at Yi Jue and spoke in a low voice, "Opportunities like this are rare; this is the best time to make a move."

Yi Jue was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Not a hint of spiritual energy fluctuations at all... I can’t achieve that yet."

This wasn’t her admitting defeat; on the contrary, it proved that her pride came from deep inside—she could calmly admit she wasn’t as skilled as someone else, but that was only "for now."

Qian Zhong pointed at the unconscious Han Feng at her feet. "Who’s going to Soul Search?"

"I will," Yi Jue answered without the slightest hesitation. She didn’t think she was just doing the grunt work, because she knew very clearly that Feng Jun wasn’t good at Soul Search. As for letting True Immortal Can Sheng do it? She really didn’t quite trust him.

The result of the Soul Search would determine whether Feng Jun’s future actions went smoothly or not; she didn’t want two people she wasn’t very familiar with to hold his fate in their hands.

Qian Zhong and True Immortal Can Sheng raised no objections, so the person doing the Soul Search was decided.

The Soul Search took almost half an hour. The biggest difficulty here was that a lifetime of memories being output in a very short time would cause a tremendous impact on the caster’s sea of consciousness, while understanding and organizing those memories would take even more time.

However, Yi Jue’s Divine Sense was too strong; digesting the memories of a Golden Core Fourth Layer only took her a bit over ten minutes.

Then she spent another half hour organizing them, imprinted the information onto Obsidian, and handed it to Feng Jun.

The information she gave was extremely systematic—all organized according to a Cultivator’s thinking habits, so it should be very fast to absorb.

However, Feng Jun had already received Human Federation intel organized by her before and was instinctively a bit wary of it. And facts proved his wariness was justified: a dozen or so pieces of Obsidian once again made his head feel like it was splitting open.

By the time he was working hard to digest them, dawn had already broken. Yi Jue was getting a bit anxious. "Your Divine Sense is still a bit lacking."

Qian Zhong was unmoved by this remark, because she had long forgotten how strong Divine Sense was supposed to be at this Cultivation Level. True Immortal Can Sheng, however, still remembered somewhat, so he couldn’t just watch in silence. "Immortal Yi Jue, he’s only at Fifth Layer Golden Core; you can’t compare him to yourself."

"I’m not asking him to compare to me," Yi Jue said, a little anxious, "but Han Ling might come looking very soon... Han Feng didn’t come back last night."

True Immortal Can Sheng froze for a moment before speaking. "Their senior-junior relationship is that good?"

"Han Ling is the senior sister," Yi Jue answered with a troubled frown and a helpless tone. "Their relationship... is really quite good."

In fact, through the Soul Search she already knew what kind of relationship Han Feng and Han Ling had—between senior sister and junior brother there were feelings that went beyond ordinary fellow Disciples, plus some zero-distance "exchanges."

In this situation, with Han Feng not returning for the night, the chances of Han Ling coming after him first thing in the morning weren’t small.

"It shouldn’t be that bad," True Immortal Can Sheng shook his head. He had been young once after all. The Yao Family might stay hidden from the world, but who among the younger generation of Cultivators didn’t know about these little things? "As long as it’s not a formal Dao partner relationship, who can really restrain whom?"

"At most it’s just bored youngsters looking for some fun. Whoever takes it too seriously is the one who’s already lost."

"I see," Yi Jue really didn’t understand much about this, but she still put forward her own suggestion. "I think we should relocate first."

"I already said I’m confident we won’t be discovered," Qian Zhong was a bit displeased. Are you looking down on my Yao Family?

But in the next moment she still let out a sigh. "Withdraw fifty li."

As it turned out, Yi Jue really didn’t have experience. Han Ling didn’t arrive in the outskirts to ask where her junior brother had gone until the afternoon.

By that time, Feng Jun had only just barely finished digesting the information in his head, and his appearance had also been changed to Han Feng’s. Even so, he still didn’t show himself, instead continuing to familiarize himself with the role he was playing—this was, after all, his first time impersonating someone; he wasn’t very practiced at the job.

He didn’t appear until dusk. Not long after, Han Ling rushed over, face frosty. "Where did you go?"

"I went to discuss some business with someone," Feng Jun answered through clenched teeth, yet he still forced himself to put on a nonchalant expression—for someone impersonating for the first time, this was really a bit difficult, but he had to tough it out.

His voice carried a slight melancholy—he definitely couldn’t use his normal voice, lest she sense something wrong. "I’m thinking about our cultivation resources too. We have to lock down some deals as soon as possible... People willing to honor Master and Martial Uncle’s credit are getting fewer and fewer."

"They’ve already fallen. The dead are gone; the living still have to move on," Han Ling’s voice was icy cold, but she truly cared about her junior brother. "Didn’t I tell you? In extraordinary times, you must return to the same-sect gathering point at night."

"I know, isn’t it just because they’re afraid that guy Feng might attack?" Feng Jun felt a bit weird as he said this; he’d never tried cursing himself before. "But what I don’t get is—can our gathering point really stop Feng Jun?"

"Of course it can," Han Ling answered without hesitation. "As long as he dares to come, we only need to hold out for ten breaths, and someone will naturally come to deal with him... Just ten breaths."

"You’re crazy," Feng Jun shot back without any hesitation. "If he comes, he’ll definitely bring Yi Jue along, right? Maybe even some experts from Lingmu Sect. Can we really hold on for ten breaths?"

Several li away, Yi Jue watched this scene with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Whatever you say, you have to come back with me," Han Ling released her aura. "If you don’t, don’t blame your senior sister for being rude!"

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