Big Data Cultivation Chapter 676

Chapter 676: Chapter 676 Hitching a Ride Chapter 676: Chapter 676 Hitching a Ride “`
It was precisely for this reason that Feng Jun felt that using the Foundation Establishment Pill to repay Little Celestial Master's favor was something he truly didn't want to do, as he didn't wish to take her into Luohua Manor.

However, at the same time, he expressed with a smile, “I also want to take you into Luohua, but to be honest… would Maoshan let you go?”

“Now that the Buddhist Sect is powerful, only if the branches of the Daoist Sects advance together can there be a chance for Great Prosperity. A single flower does not make a spring, a hundred flowers blooming brings spring to the garden… The future prosperity of Maoshan will still depend on you, the Little Celestial Master.”

His words were stirring, but Little Celestial Master, though unorthodox in her actions, was not stupid.

She asked directly, “Are you worried that after taking me in, Maoshan will have demands on Luohua for cultivation resources?”

Seeing her directness, Feng Jun simply gave a clear answer, “Then let me ask you, Little Celestial Master, are you truly willing to leave behind the lineage of Maoshan?”

Tang Wenji was at a loss for words. Daoist Sects prioritize cultivating oneself over the next life, but the ancestral lineage is still highly valued by the Daoist Sects.

In the end, she could only smile and comfort herself, “It seems my talents are still good enough to catch the Master's eye.”

Your talents are really not that impressive! Feng Jun's eyebrows rose slightly.

But in the end, he chose to “be kind,” and with a laugh, he nodded, “Yes, after all, your Maoshan has a large family business, and my Luohua Manor is a small household, truly unable to support it.”

His words were polite, but Little Celestial Master had already seen his dismissiveness and couldn't help feeling resentful in her heart.

But this resentment could not yet be expressed, “Can I cultivate in this Black Tower for a few days?”

Having me idly play protector, I should repay you by letting you wait a couple of days.

As for whether her family would become anxious waiting, she was too lazy to think about it; after all, she had been out of contact for so long, a few more days would hardly matter.

“Even if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have wanted to,” Feng Jun said with a forced smile, “but the Spiritual Energy inside is too violent, you won't be able to withstand it.”

This was the unvarnished truth. He had set up an Intermediate Level Spirit Gathering Array in the Mobile Phone realm, and even Yu Changqing found it somewhat unbearable; Chen Junsheng merely walked a few steps outside the array and directly advanced to the fourth layer of transcendence.

And this Black Colt Tower is suitable for the cultivation of High-Rank ascendants. How could a mere martial master endure it?

Hearing this, Tang Wenji was a bit skeptical, “Can't be, then what is your Cultivation Level?”

The question was somewhat taboo, but she managed to ask it in a way that was not annoying; Little Celestial Master was indeed impetuous.

Feng Jun just smiled, “Let's not talk about my Cultivation Level. This Black Colt Tower was originally borrowed by me. What do you think, why am I in a hurry to cultivate? Since it's borrowed, I really do hope you can cultivate for a few more days, but… you truly won't be able to endure it.”

Borrowed? Tang Wenji's eyes darted about, “Then this tower… Black Colt Tower, right, who did you borrow it from?”

Feng Jun smiled without answering, that question, you really are asking too much.

Seeing that he wasn't responding, the Little Celestial Master did not insist and changed the subject, “Then in Luohua Manor, is there anyone who can endure it?”

Probably only Hua Hua can endure it, Feng Jun glanced at her and smiled again, “Alright, let's make a meal and then head down the mountain.”

“Let's just go now,” Tang Wenji couldn't hold back any longer, “If we don't leave now, I'll go crazy.”

It was all the same to Feng Jun; with a wave of his hand, the Black Tower instantly shrank and flew into his hand.

Tang Wenji was not witnessing this scene for the first time, but still found it immensely shocking.

What happened next goes without saying–the Spirit Formation was dismantled, everything in the cave was packed up, and Feng Jun carried Little Celestial Master as they stepped into the air and went on their way.

It was not until two months later that a figure appeared here again, a Taoist with white hair and beard. Because there had been two blizzards since then, he did not discover the cave.

The old Taoist looked around and muttered softly, “There is nothing unusual here. Why would the Mountain Protection Array be unstable?”

This is a story for later. For now, the focus is on Feng Jun and Tang Wenji who, after leaving the mountain, stopped on a small road.

At this moment, with ample Spiritual Energy, the difference between the Qi Refining Ninth Layer and the Qi Refining Sixth Layer was undeniable. Not only was there a change in Cultivation Level, but more importantly, at the peak of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer in this realm, a sufficient amount had already been accumulated–it was just shy of a qualitative change.

Therefore, when he brought Little Celestial Master to the small road, he did not feel it was too strenuous.

The snow on the small road had not melted, but the two did not rush. Instead, they walked to a small inn.

At this time of year, the inn was not crowded. After they entered, they indulged in a good meal, took hot baths, and slept soundly, continuing on their way the next day.

Feng Jun took out an off-road vehicle and fitted it with anti-skid chains. Within a hundred kilometers nearby, the road conditions were similar, so they proceeded slowly.

Halfway through the journey, they surprisingly encountered people looking for a ride, and not just one group.

The first group included a young woman, who was so fully covered that her features were indiscernible. However, judging by her exposed eyes, she might score around sixty-five points, but she was quite short, under one meter sixty.

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Tang Wenji, seeing her alone, couldn't help but feel a bit of pity, “Give her a ride.”

Feng Jun truly had no interest in giving her a ride. On this deserted highway, the appearance of a single woman, especially on the ninth day of the first lunar month, seemed off in every way. It even reminded him of a certain sun-loving lunatic.

However, since the Little Celestial Master had spoken, he pulled over and simultaneously opened the trunk for the woman to put in her suitcase.

After the woman got into the car and removed her thorough packaging, she revealed a face that could be considered decent–above sixty-five points but not reaching seventy.

Feng Jun had no interest in chatting with her and drove with a stern face, whereas Tang Wenji was willing to ask the woman a few questions.

But after seeing Feng Jun's looks, the woman was rather cold to Tang Wenji's inquiries and kept trying to make conversation with Feng Jun, even expressing that they could stay together at night.

Tang Wenji didn't mind at first, but later she got angry, “If anyone's going to stay with him, it would be me. It's not your turn. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for my taking pity on you, you wouldn't even have gotten this ride.”

As a non-mainstream beautiful young girl, the Little Celestial Master was truly this direct.

“Don't be mad, girl,” the woman spoke unabashedly, “On the road, who doesn't have physical needs? I just saw he was handsome and he helped me, so I wanted to repay him, right?”

Tang Wenji was so angry she nearly jumped up, but the roof of the car limited her expression, “Do people these days not know shame at all?”

The woman scoffed, “Girl, you're not the one driving. My gratitude isn't wrong, surely.”

Feng Jun spoke in a deep voice, “Don't harass me. Even if it's gratitude, with your assets, thinking of sleeping with me? Don't joke. Offer ten billion, and I might consider it.”

This remark was a bit excessive, but those who had been on the roads in the West knew that people often spoke this directly.

Given the terrible weather conditions, whether one could sleep wasn't a big deal; receiving some money would suffice.

Of course, there were drivers with darker intentions who, when unable to get what they wanted, would find it not uncommon to leave someone on the roadside.

In any case, Feng Jun's words were pretty stinging. The woman just smiled and did not respond, taking out her mobile phone, putting on her headphones, and starting to listen to music.

After traveling more than ten kilometers, there were people on the roadside signaling for help; an SUV had broken down on the road.

Without waiting for Tang Wenji to speak, Feng Jun voluntarily slowed down.

He was willing to help with such convenient matters; this route was really tough to navigate. Even he had prepared two SUVs, just in case one ran into trouble en route.

Two men came over, hoping that Feng Jun could help tow their vehicle, and they were willing to pay two thousand yuan for it.

It was customary on this route that passing vehicles could pick up people, but towing was a long shot–the roads were hard to navigate, and ice made it even harder. Towing another vehicle would significantly slow down the travel. If the towed vehicle crashed into the leading one, the trouble would be even greater.

Feng Jun didn't care about the money, but he also didn't like towing vehicles. However, the other party's attitude was quite sincere: they were willing to offer money.

He had just hesitated when the woman in the backseat shouted, “Such little money, are you trying to get rid of a beggar? Two thousand for a lift; towing should be five thousand!”

Seeing the woman in the backseat, the two men were taken aback, “Whoa, you got on this car?”

When the woman saw Feng Jun's astonishment, she immediately spoke up loudly, “Handsome guy, don't mind them. These two bastards tried to double-team me. If I didn't give them a thousand yuan for the ride, they would've kicked me out halfway!”

So she wasn't afraid to use her body in exchange for a ride, just not willing to accept both at once.

What in the world are these issues? Feng Jun had been through chaotic times and was certainly not chaste, but he felt these three people were each bizarre in their own right.

Tang Wenji disliked the woman, but upon hearing this, she also couldn't stand it, “You two… really kicked her out of the car?”

The shorter man spoke with a smile, “If she wanted to hitch a ride, there should be mutual consent, right? Also, business that doesn't work out should still end in good faith. We are in the middle of nowhere; we didn't do anything to her, just chased her off… If we were really bad guys, could she have stopped us?”

Upon hearing this, the woman shouted again, “Isn't chasing me off the car enough? If I hadn't found this ride, I might have frozen to death!”

Her point wasn't wrong. It was indeed that cold here, on the ninth day of the first lunar month, where people were rarely seen.

The shorter man continued to smile apologetically, “It's still morning, how could there be no car for the whole day, right?”

The woman shouted once more, “Stop bullshitting me, if I were unlucky and a blizzard came, do you think I could survive till afternoon?”

As they argued, Tang Wenji listened and understood. She had the intention to help, but she also had a strong dislike for those two men.

She glanced at Feng Jun, probing, “Seven thousand for towing the car and the people… would that work?”

Feng Jun smiled, “Whatever you want, I'll do as you command.”

Tang Wenji raised her voice a bit and spoke loudly, “Listen up, towing only costs seven thousand, and good faith remains when a deal doesn't work out!”

Chapter end

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