Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 2585: Chapter 2577: A Certain Divine Spirit

Xiong Yijun really didn’t believe Feng Jun’s words, but he once again summoned the black bear claw.

The bear claw did not launch an attack; instead, it released a white light that enveloped him.

The white light lasted for about three minutes before dissipating. Xiong Yijun put away the bear claw and looked at Feng Jun with eyes full of apprehension. "The ancestor’s main body is very far away, can a clone do?"

"It doesn’t matter," Feng Jun replied nonchalantly, "mainly because your level is too low, and there needs to be someone in charge for the dialogue."

Xiong Yijun took out a talisman and crushed it, "Please wait a moment."

The wait was quite boring, and Yi Jue asked Feng Jun, "Did your senior injure him?"

"Unintentional," Feng Jun spread his hands and replied with a bit of helplessness, "That breath was intended to make me return, but before returning, there might have been some cause and effect or external entanglement, so it had to exert some tension externally."

He really just wanted to escape, but he didn’t expect the aura given by the guardian to have such an effect. Especially since the opponent bound him with space supernatural power, breaking it was already likely to cause injury, not to mention the counterattack encountered.

Qian Zhong heard this and couldn’t help but ask, "Did your elder intercept a strand of space rules?"

Xiong Yijun blinked, a bit puzzled in his heart. What does it mean to intercept space rules?

Aren’t rules meant for comprehension? Even if a great ability cultivator can intercept them, why use the measure word ’strand’?

Feng Jun, however, knew what she was asking, so he nodded, "Intercepted a strand, actually, my sect elders don’t want to do such a thing, but this person openly bullied the young. He should be punished a bit."

Yi Jue had been pondering this recently as well, and asked, "If intercepted, what consequence will it have? Will the rules be incomplete?"

"Rules definitely can’t be complete," Feng Jun answered with certainty, "but if the other side spends some effort, they can also be completed."

Qian Zhong heard this, looked at him strangely, but didn’t say anything.

More than an hour later, a figure shot over like lightning, with a Nascent Soul intermediate-level cultivation, but the travel speed was many times faster than a Nascent Soul, not much behind the Emergence Stage.

Upon seeing Feng Jun, he raised a hand to salute, speaking expressionlessly, "Xiong family’s Divine Spirit cultivator, pays respects to Feng Xiaoyou."

He knew best what harm he had suffered, so upon meeting, he only greeted Feng Jun. But dissatisfaction was certain, so the greeting was just so-so.

Feng Jun frowned, speaking discontentedly, "Senior, after all, is a True Sage, does he not even have a name?"

"You, this Golden Core, forced me out, I have no face to say my name," he replied with irritation.

Qian Zhong chuckled upon hearing this, "When you bully the small, I don’t see how you care about saving face!"

"You..." The Xiong family’s Divine Spirit was a bit speechless; how can any stray cat or dog talk to a True Sage like this?

He glanced casually at Qian Zhong, was startled for a moment, then looked again, and snorted, "Turned out to be a Divine Spirit too, you surely aren’t from the Wei family, which family?"

"Divine Spirit?" Xiong Yijun was startled, realizing this female cultivator was also a Divine Spirit True Sage?

"Who cares which family I’m from?" Qian Zhong laughed lightly and retorted, "Do you still want to add another enemy for the Xiong family?"

The Xiong family’s Divine Spirit glanced at her again, presumably bearing a grudge in his heart, but said nothing more, instead facing Feng Jun again, "This time Yijun acted on my instruction, mainly to probe... I emphasized, if it can be avoided, absolutely don’t make a move."

The implication being: he attacked purely because he was forced by you.

It makes sense when you think about it, since they arranged for almost a hundred Xiong family’s Nascent Soul cultivators to commit suicide one after another. Any clan with a bit of blood wouldn’t be able to accept such a decision.

Of course, he also had the intention to test Feng Jun when he handed over the black stone engraved with the bear paw: If coordination is impossible, test Feng Jun’s strength. If he truly is that strong, then just kneel directly.

But now the problem is, not only did he test the strength, he also suffered significant losses and left a hidden danger.

The sensing ability of Divine Spirit True Sages far exceeds the Emergence Stage. His strand of divine skill rules was captured by the opponent’s elder, which is not just rule loss that needs slow replenishment. The key is that the opponent can use this strand of his rule to deal with him at an ultra-long distance.

Strictly speaking, having one’s comprehended rules captured by the opponent is even more troublesome than having an aura captured; it is almost like losing one’s essence blood.

To be honest, he was careless. Under the same cultivation level, having rules stripped away is very difficult. Even a Body Integration Realm cultivator trying to strip his divine skill rules is almost impossible.

What he didn’t expect was that the opponent actually had a Body Integration Realm or above existence, and the one helping to discharge the rules was at the Nascent Soul initial stage, which gave the opponent an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

However, there’s really no place to reason about this matter; the fact that the opponent has a Divine Spirit stage cultivator traveling along already surprised him quite a bit. As for a Body Integration Realm—if he remembers correctly, when the Swallowing Star Demon ravaged Tianqin, there weren’t even a few Body Integration Realm cultivators in the whole plane.

Of course, the Body Integration Realm behind Feng Jun did not appear either, but merely that aura made him suffer a big loss.

The Divine Spirit True Monarch of the Xiong Clan suffered such a big loss, he believed that besides himself, at most only Feng Jun would know—when that rascal returns to his elders, the elders might mention it, but surely no one else would know.

Since this was the case, he naturally wouldn’t reveal his own embarrassment.

However, because of this, he couldn’t bring himself to be tough on Feng Jun either.

Since the True Monarch had explained, Feng Jun didn’t beat around the bush, "The conditions we talked about earlier need to be changed!"

"Did you call that discussing conditions just now?" The Divine Spirit True Monarch waved his hand dismissively, "Apart from your conditions being relatively reasonable, the others were just making things difficult. If I agreed to them, the Xiong Clan would be directly doomed..."

"In that case, I might as well take the opportunity before your sect’s elders arrive to go on a killing spree in their territory!"

Then he glanced at Qian Zhong and spoke with irritation, "You pretended to be from the Wei Family, trying to make things big, what’s your intention?"

"This junior can’t decide on his own," Qian Zhong looked at Xiong Yijun lazily and replied, "Everyone’s time is precious, no need to waste it bickering, you should have come out to discuss directly."

"Hmm?" The Xiong Clan’s Divine Spirit was somewhat surprised. He originally thought the other party had ill intentions. Thinking it over now, perhaps that was indeed the reason, "Are you a clan cultivator?"

"I already told you not to bicker!" Qian Zhong snorted coldly, eyes slightly widening, "Don’t you understand?"

The Xiong Clan’s Divine Spirit had no choice but to turn his head again to Feng Jun, "You can state your conditions."

Feng Jun raised one finger, "First, since the Xiong Clan unreasonably harbored hostility towards me and plotted an ambush, I demand to know where the Xiong Clan’s minor realm is located and to enter and observe it!"

"This..." The corner of the Xiong Clan’s Divine Spirit’s mouth twitched. This demand wouldn’t be much of an issue for an ordinary secretive clan, but for the Xiong Clan, it was too difficult, "Our clan has been hidden from the world for over twenty thousand years."

"Please think of Xiong Nanti’s actions before speaking," Feng Jun looked at him coldly, "Does the elder call what he did being hidden from the world?"

Being hidden doesn’t mean being isolated! The Xiong Clan’s True Monarch felt wronged: even if we’re hidden from the world, we at least need to gather external intelligence, right?

But considering Xiong Nanti’s actions, which had already exceeded the scope of ’gathering intelligence,’ he didn’t insist further, "My Xiong Clan doesn’t have a minor realm, only a secret realm. I can take you there, but no one else... and you must not publicize it."

"I oppose," Yi Jue interjected very straightforwardly, "Mountain Master Feng going alone is too susceptible to being schemed against."

I do have the guts to scheme against him! The Xiong Clan’s True Monarch gave her a helpless look but couldn’t explain, so he ambiguously stated, "With the guidance of his sect elders, who can plot against him? Feng Xiaoyou, I can only take you there alone."

Feng Jun nodded very straightforwardly, "Okay."

Indeed, he’s using my rules as a backup! The Xiong Clan’s True Monarch sighed inwardly, the other party agreed too readily, but there was nothing he could do about it, he could only express, "Entering the secret realm is impossible; your Teleportation Divine Ability poses too big a potential threat."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun laughed, "If we don’t enter the secret realm, how will I know if it’s truly yours?"

"Then I’ll call out a few disciples of the Xiong Clan," the Xiong Clan’s True Monarch responded promptly, "whether they’re from the Xiong Clan or not, your deduction shouldn’t be deceived, right?"

Feng Jun tilted his head to think, indeed there was truth to this, so he nodded, "Okay, the second point..."

He extended a second finger, "I want compensation of a hundred Extreme Spirits, is there a problem?"

"We don’t have that many Extreme Spirits," the Xiong Clan’s True Monarch shook his head without hesitation, "one or two ten-thousand High Spirits is more feasible, along with two or three Extreme Spirits, the Xiong Clan has been in decline for a long time."

Feng Jun spoke in a deep voice, "Do you know how many Extreme Spirits it requires to request an action from the Fusion Stage?"

The Xiong Clan’s True Monarch was momentarily at a loss for words. Initially, he thought the other party was making an exorbitant demand, but by this measure, it really wasn’t.

However, he couldn’t just acknowledge it like that, "It’s not that I don’t want to give, but the Xiong Clan truly doesn’t have that many Extreme Spirits."

Feng Jun glanced at Yi Jue, "Immortal Yi Jue, how many Extreme Spirits do you have?"

"About fifty or sixty pieces," Yi Jue tapped her Storage Bag, showing eight Extreme Spirits, "I only carry eight pieces."

Once the Extreme Spirits were revealed, the chaotic worldly rules became even more chaotic, with an inexplicable energy vaguely stirring, giving off a very violent feeling.

So Yi Jue immediately put them away again.

Qian Zhong and Wei Sancai involuntarily exchanged a look: is Spirit Plant Dao really this profitable?

The corner of Han Hai True Sage’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch: I only carry two Extreme Spirits, to be used in times of crisis.

Fortunately, his entire body was shrouded in white mist, so others couldn’t see his expression.

"No... it can’t be, right?" The Xiong Clan’s True Monarch looked utterly astonished, "What exactly happened after the Xiong Clan secluded itself from the world?"

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