Big Data Cultivation
/ Big Data Cultivation Chapter 669
Chapter 669: Chapter 669 Time Flies Like a White Steed Chapter 669: Chapter 669 Time Flies Like a White Steed Feng Jun looked at the small black tower, which was only half a foot tall and unusually delicate; he truly couldn't understand what Huang Fu Wu Xia was up to.
However, he wouldn't voice his confusion, merely sending a questioning glance.
Seeing his clueless expression, Chairman Huang Fu was a bit annoyed, but remembering that the other wasn't a cultivator from this realm, he could only sigh, “You don't even know about the White Steed Tower, do you?”
“Time flies, the white steed flits past a fissure, how could I not know?” Feng Jun smiled.
The White Steed Tower was a famous True Treasure in this plane–not a battle type of Magical Treasure, but one used for cultivation. It was said that cultivating in the tower for one day was equivalent to ten days outside.
This was essentially an existence that could twist time, absurdly overpowered, so it had disappeared during ancient times.
Nevertheless, later on, someone replicated the White Steed Tower; although it could no longer twist time, it was still extremely effective for cultivation purposes.
That's why the name of the White Steed Tower still circulated today.
Feng Jun frowned slightly, speaking hesitantly, “This one… isn't white, right?”
He had a myriad of ways to critique this anomaly, but in the end, he chose to communicate normally.
Huang Fu Wu Xia smiled slightly, “It's a replication, and its cultivation effect is remarkably good, having been nurtured in a Spirit Land. In this tower, not only Intermediate Level cultivators but also High-Rank ones would covet the chance to cultivate inside.”
Feng Jun blinked several times, “So, you're saying, it's like a miniature Spirit Land?”
“Exactly,” Huang Fu Wu Xia nodded affirmatively, replying proudly, “And it's a high-grade miniature Spirit Land. By entering the tower to cultivate, you can do so without drawing in the nature's spiritual energy from the outside world. What do you think?”
Feng Jun blinked again, speaking hesitantly, “This… how could I take advantage of such a thing?”
“What are you thinking?” Huang Fu Wu Xia looked at him with a mix of laughter and helplessness, “It's not for free! My Huang Fu Family hired experts to construct this. We warmed it in a Spirit Land for our use and to make money… otherwise, why would we go to such lengths?”
“It's a rental,” Feng Jun understood, and that made logical sense, but he added, “Renting a Spirit Land also costs money.”
Huang Fu Wu Xia sighed helplessly, “You might rent a Spirit Land, but you couldn't rent this tower, understand?”
Feng Jun's brows knitted together, “Then how much does this tower cost per day?”
“One hundred and ninety-nine Spirit Stones per day,” Huang Fu Wu Xia answered with a smile, “but for partners of the Huang Fu Family, the price can be reduced to one hundred ninety-five Spirit Stones… and not a stone less.”
“Now it's getting mundane again,” Feng Jun shook his head with a wry smile, “Alright, your artifact is impressive, but I can't afford it… I don't have Spirit Stones.”
“You can owe it for now,” Huang Fu Wu Xia stated crisply, “I have confidence in your ability to repay, fellow Daoist.”
Feng Jun also had confidence in his own ability to repay, but… he really didn't like to be in debt. In the Earth Realm, he didn't even bother with credit cards, as it was a matter of personal principle.
As for being indebted to a merchant, he was even less interested, especially to one that could possess the “Soul Imprint Manual”?
After pondering for a moment, he asked, “The rental cost for this tower, wouldn't it differ depending on one's Cultivation Level?
Huang Fu Wu Xia replied solemnly, “We don't discriminate by Cultivation Level; it's one hundred and ninety-nine Spirit Stones per person per day. Generally speaking, it's High-Rank cultivators who rent this tower. I've heard your friend is aiming to advance to High-Rank, that's why I took the trouble to borrow this tower.”
Feng Jun contemplated before asking again, “If one absorbs less spiritual energy inside the tower, won't that be a loss?”
“That's one way to see it, but if you absorb more spiritual energy, isn't that gaining more?” Huang Fu Wu Xia argued confidently.
She then explained in detail, “The White Steed Tower has a perception-blocking setup. How much spiritual energy you can acquire during your cultivation inside is up to you; my Huang Fu Family won't interfere.”
This is forcing me to take advantage of the situation, Feng Jun inwardly sighed, but his expression remained unchanged, “May I try it out?”
“Of course you can,” Huang Fu Wu Xia nodded readily, tossing the black tower into the air while performing spirit art gestures and chanting.
The Black Tower rapidly expanded, quickly reaching over fifty feet in height and about twenty feet wide, with a small door appearing at its base.
Huang Fu Wu Xia stated solemnly, “This tower can expand up to thirty feet tall, accommodating thirty-six people for cultivation. However, if it's just one person cultivating, this height is sufficient. Would you like to enter the tower and feel it for yourself?”
Feng Jun would never enter the tower directly anyway. He smiled, “May you teach me the technique to control it?”
Huang Fu Wu Xia didn't hide anything and generously taught him, at the same time retracting the Black Tower for him to have a trial.
Feng Jun manipulated it in the same manner, and indeed, he found it quite marvelous.
He then asked, “Could I take this tower with me? Maybe it can be used in the ErEnding Secret Realm as well.”
Huang Fu Wu Xia shook her head with determination, “Taking it with you is not possible. How would we know how many people are cultivating inside? You don't need to be wary of me; your friend can go in to cultivate, and you and I will act as protectors outside. What's there to worry about?”
After a pause, she added, “As for the ErEnding Secret Realm, whether it can be used or not… that's really hard to say.”
Having reached this point in the conversation, Feng Jun had learned all he could about the situation, so he ran his hand over the small tower and spoke with a light chuckle, “Chairman Huang Fu, I appreciate the gesture, but I'll have to think it over…”
While saying so, he silently thought to himself, “Exit~”
The next moment, he appeared in the small courtyard of the Earth Realm.
Looking at the black Little Black Tower in his hand, Feng Jun gave a bitter smile and shook his head–there was no helping it, poverty constrained his ambitions, as a thin horse grows a long mane.
Actually, he really didn't want to take advantage of this kind of situation.
This was different from the last time he brought over Yu Changqing's Gathering Spirit Array Plate. Using the array plate cost him his own Spirit Stones, and the only loss to Yu Changqing was some durability of the plate.
But using the White Steed Tower–actually Black Colt Tower–he needed was Spiritual Energy that came entirely from the tower itself.
If he didn't pay rent, the loss to Chairman Huang Fu would be quite significant.
However, Huang Fu Flawless's words, “You can owe it,” made him firmly decide: I absolutely cannot be in debt.
Of course, she might have good intentions, but Feng Jun always maintained a high level of vigilance toward the integrity of capital.
So, he had to act out of necessity and comforted himself in his mind… you have to be sneaky to develop, how else can you grow?
Then he specifically looked at the Stone Ring on his wrist that was covered up. Being duped once was enough, there couldn't be a second time.
The color of the Stone Ring had lightened slightly, roughly matching the energy value he was supposed to use.
That meant, the other party didn't meddle with the Little Black Tower in his hand.
Following that, Feng Jun planned to test the Little Black Tower. If everything was normal, he would arrange some matters and then choose a place of scenic beauty and sparse human presence to retreat and aim to break through the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.
But then he was taken aback–the Little Black Tower only grew to about one meter forty or fifty centimeters and then stopped growing.
Since the Little Tower wasn't even as tall as a person, the door on the tower was only the size of a dog flap, and it was the kind for a butterfly dog, not a Caucasian shepherd.
Even if Feng Jun was willing to belittle himself, he couldn't even enter the door, let alone the space inside the Little Tower, which was too small to accommodate his cultivation.
Then he remembered a phrase he ignored earlier.
He took out his mobile phone without hesitation and tapped it once more, returning to the mobile phone dimension.
Here, he was still face to face with Huang Fu Flawless.
He fondled the Little Tower in his hand, looking as though he couldn't bear to let go, but he asked, “Why might the Black Colt… I mean, the White Steed Tower be unusable in the End of Law Secret Realm?”
“Because… probably due to the lack of Spiritual Energy,” Huang Fu Flawless pondered before answering. In fact, she was not very clear about the issue herself, “Spiritual Energy doesn't affect the use of the White Steed Tower, but… without resonance, the effect of its use is not good.”
“Resonance with Spiritual Energy?” Feng Jun's brows frowned slightly. He understood both terms, but when put together, he didn't understand, “Are you talking about sympathetic resonance?”
“Something like that,” Chairman Huang Fu replied with a frown, “I've only heard people say this, but you don't need to think too much about it. I won't let you take the White Steed Tower to the End of Law Secret Realm… unless you can take me with you.”
“That's impossible,” Feng Jun stated seriously, “In the End of Law Secret Realm, I still have many tests to conduct, which are very important to me… By the way, can Earth Veins resonate with the White Steed Tower?”
Huang Fu Flawless shook her head, “I'm not very clear on that, but… it might be possible.”
Such an answer couldn't satisfy Feng Jun. No matter what, he had to try it himself to be content.
Thus, he touched the Little Tower in his hand and once again silently thought: Exit…
After exiting this time, he didn't try to control the Little Tower anymore, but turned his thoughts to other matters,
He first made a call to Yang Yuxin, and Director Yang took a long time to pick up the phone, apologizing as soon as she spoke, “I'm sorry, I was getting a beauty treatment and didn't expect you to call. My apologies.”
It was evident that she was truly surprised by the call–when had Master Feng ever reached out to her proactively?
Feng Jun was calling mainly for three things.
The first matter was that Gu Jiahui was about to return to the capital to take her final exams.
The capital at this moment was experiencing the worst smog of the year. Accustomed to the fresh air in the Spirit Gathering Array, she would definitely struggle to readapt upon returning to the capital, so he wanted Director Yang to pay close attention to this. It would be best if Gu Jiahui did not linger in the capital after her exams.
The second matter was that he might be going out soon, and during that time, he hoped she could keep a close eye on the affairs in Chaoyang.
The third matter was that he hoped Director Yang could help him acquire two sets of communication networking equipment again and contact the related technical experts. He might also organize some people for training.
None of the three matters were a big deal, and Yang Yuxin readily agreed, happy that he was concerned for Gu Jiahui's health.
However, she quickly realized something amiss, “Are you planning to go on a long trip? Where do you want to go?”
Chapter end
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