Big Data Cultivation Chapter 678

Chapter 678: Chapter 678 Hua Hua's Promise Chapter 678: Chapter 678 Hua Hua's Promise Feng Jun and Tang Wenji didn't pay attention to what happened behind them, and soon after leaving the county town, they got onto the national road.

The national road was somewhat easier to travel on, and by night time, they finally reached the entrance to the expressway.

The hitchhiking woman didn't care that they had left the county town hastily, without even getting the money, and she even felt somewhat proud of it, disdainfully saying, “Those trash, really lowered my opinion of the west. At least we kept the two thousand yuan.”

Tang Wenji glanced at her through the rearview mirror — do you think “we” is an appropriate word to use here?

However, this woman truly had a my-way-or-the-highway attitude. Around midnight, as the car passed through a county-level city, the woman spoke up directly, “Could you turn off here, and drop me at the expressway exit?”

Tang Wenji looked at her, “Are you sure, with this cold weather?”

“My route is different from yours,” the woman said indifferently, “I would like you to take me into the city, but aren't you two in a hurry to travel overnight?”

“You're still carrying your luggage,” the little celestial master usually had a lot of sympathy.

“But if we don't get off here, it will be a long detour,” the woman sighed.

“Forget it, let's take a detour,” Feng Jun didn't have much patience for this woman, but he didn't mind helping someone who could stick to their own opinion.

He drove off the expressway and dropped the woman off in front of a hotel. Whether she decided to stay there was none of his business.

He returned to the expressway and continued on the road, and not long after, they encountered another road closure…
In short, the road conditions on the way back were slightly better than on the way there, but only slightly.

Upon entering Funiu Province, it was already the twelfth day of the first lunar month, and Feng Jun switched vehicles for an off-road car, just to avoid being constantly watched.

The two of them also resumed contact with the outside world, and fortunately, their departure hadn't caused too many issues.

Luohua Manor was very serene, nothing untoward had occurred, and notably, during the Lunar New Year, while everyone else had left, only Gazi had stayed at Luohua Manor, not even returning home.

This was the first Spring Festival after Gazi had been brought out by Feng Jun, and he didn't go home to visit his parents.

However, Gazi's parents strongly supported his actions — their son's epilepsy had been cured, and he had earned a lot of money. If he couldn't come back, then don't, they thought. After all, the New Year comes every year; the key was to be worthy of Brother Jun.

Feng Jun's parents had some complaints about him not being able to come home, saying, “We understand that our son is busy with his career, but couldn't you at least make a New Year's call?”

Feng Jun was genuinely helpless. He had every intention to call on New Year's Eve, but… he didn't buy a satellite phone.

Things were also calm at Maoshan, with Tang Wangsun having already received a call from his daughter, knowing she had gone with Master Feng to seek opportunities. He was too busy concealing it, let alone making it widely known.

When others asked about the little celestial master, Tang Tianshi always answered with a smile, “She's gone to Qiongzhou. We don't understand the hearts of young people… It's the peak of travel season, and they just have to join the crowd.”

When Feng Jun returned to Luohua Manor, everyone who should be there had arrived, except for Zhuang Zesheng, who was sponging off their spiritual energy, had not yet come back. His family hadn't followed either, spending a healthy New Year at home for the first time in three years, which meant he had more social obligations there.

A couple of days ago, it snowed again in Pingyang. Zhuang Haoyun specially called to say he would probably spend the Lantern Festival back in his hometown.

After Feng Jun made the rounds in the manor, he found that the spirit gathering array in the backyard had accumulated enough spiritual energy. Currently, Sister Hong, Zhang Caixin, and Feng Jing were cultivating there.

Wang Haifeng, Xu Leigang, and Gazi were cultivating in the bamboo forest, while Gu Jiahui was also interested in entering the backyard, but was stopped by Li Shishi.

Yang Yuxin felt quite helpless about this. Who was she? In the capital, there weren't many people who dared to treat her daughter like this.

But facing Feng Jun's assistant, she really felt a bit helpless, even though she and he had that one-night connection. Precisely because she understood him well, she didn't want to offend his assistant.

In fact, Li Shishi was right – Director Yang, I can't stop you, but Sister Hong and the others can, right?

She was just a cannon fodder sent to the front line. Yang Yuxin was very clear about this; if she didn't comply, naturally others would step in.

Fortunately, Hua Hua had stayed in the valley's bamboo forest, and Gu Jiahui was particularly enchanted by it. Upon returning from the capital this time, she even brought a large amount of delicacies for it, including the famously sought-after marbled beef.

Hua Hua, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy being around her, but wasn't particularly interested in the marbled beef — it was just a bit better than the usual meat.

When Feng Jun and Tang Wenji arrived at the valley, Hua Hua was using its wings to fan King Crow.

King Crow didn't dare to resist, tucked its head under its wings, curled up into a ball, and let Butterfly fan it around the ground. Its dark feathers were not only in disarray but had also shed a lot.

“I can't believe this,” the little celestial master was in disbelief, “is this butterfly really that fierce?”

“It's called Hua Hua,” Gu Jiahui stood not in the spirit gathering array, but on a slope next to the spirit plant formation, watching the scene with interest — in fact, if she didn't practice, staying in the formation long-term would make her even more unsuitable for life in the capital.

The little celestial master also had keen perception; she glanced at Feng Jun, “This butterfly…it's an unusual species, isn't it?”

She knew that this crow was also a bully in Luohua Manor, not only tapping into the spiritual energy but even daring to catch and eat snakes. Now, it was being tossed around by a butterfly. How fierce must this butterfly be?

“`
However, Feng Jun's response still caught her by surprise, “This butterfly… haha, it's a bit stronger than you.”

“No way?” Tang Wenji was startled again upon hearing this. She had already thought it quite formidable, but she hadn't expected the butterfly to be stronger than herself.

Of course, she knew Feng Jun wasn't someone who spoke idly. Thinking about the mysterious and unpredictable Black Tower, she wasn't surprised by the butterfly's anomaly. However, she was still somewhat reluctant to accept it, “I'm about to become an Intermediate-Level Martial Master.”

Feng Jun glanced at her and said with a smile, “Even a High-Rank Martial Master wouldn't be enough to compare, you need to keep up with your cultivation.”

Tang Wenji blinked, “Then what exactly is its cultivation level?”

Feng Jun pretended not to hear her question. There was no helping it, this Little Celestial Master was just too good at taking liberties. As long as she wanted to ask something, she would do so regardless of the circumstances. Although one could say it was a child-like innocence, one couldn't indulge her forever, right?

So he turned to Hua Hua and asked directly, “What's wrong with Xiao Wu here, are you going to make a move on it?”

Hua Hua sent over a thought, and a look of amusement mixed with resignation appeared on Feng Jun's face.

It turns out that under Hua Hua's supervision, the crow had recently been quite diligent in cultivation. Although it hadn't made any breakthroughs yet, its attitude was reasonably positive. Hua Hua felt that it had good prospects.

However, with the arrival of spring, Xiao Wu became restless. The other day, it even flew out of Luohua Manor and teased other crows.

Hua Hua was immediately enraged and started beating it from yesterday, all the way until today–unaware of the bliss within grasp.

Of course, this was a light punishment. With Hua Hua's strength, if it really took action, a single flap of its wing would be enough to finish off a hundred King Crows.

“All right, take a break,” Feng Jun took out a cigarette, lit it, and began to smoke.

Hua Hua gave him a disdainful glance. It hated the smell of smoke the most, but still, it stopped.

King Crow curled up there, hugging its head and trembling, not daring to even stand up.

Gu Jiahui blinked curiously at Feng Jun, “Brother Jun, can it really understand you?”

“Of course,” Feng Jun answered casually, “otherwise, would I dare to unlock its chains?”

Hua Hua called out to King Crow twice, and with a flutter of its wings, the crow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Jun glanced at Gu Jiahui and said with a smile, “It's sending King Crow out hunting for it.”

Gu Jiahui looked at him enviously, “Brother Jun, can you teach me how to do that?”

Feng Jun shook his head and said indifferently, “It's not something you can control.”

Gu Jiahui hesitated for a moment, then mustered the courage to say, “Brother Jun, my promise before the year will always hold.”

Feng Jun nodded nonchalantly and beckoned to Hua Hua with a hook of his finger, “Come with me for a moment, I have something good for you.”

The butterfly flapped its wings and landed directly on Feng Jun's shoulder.

Everyone at Luohua Manor had a good impression of Hua Hua. After all, it was an era where appearance meant justice. Even if it occasionally killed or ate raw meat, people still liked “My Hua.”

But liking is one thing – even Gu Jiahui and Sister Hong, who were most fond of Hua Hua, couldn't make it as obedient as it was now. In fact, they would be overjoyed just to have it listen once in a while.

The fact that Feng Jun could order Hua Hua around was truly astonishing. Everyone could only sigh in admiration, a master is indeed a master.

Tang Wenji couldn't help but exclaim, “I've never seen a butterfly that can call out.”

Hua Hua turned its tiny head to glance at her, its human-like face displaying a hint of disdain. Its two long antennae quivered, and it made a faint yet sharp cry once more.

“Can I come along?” Gu Jiahui asked timidly.

Feng Jun shook his head. Although his voice was not loud, the tone was quite certain, “It's not convenient.”

He took Hua Hua to the backyard. Sister Hong and the other two were cultivating, and the Little Celestial Master followed in nonchalantly.

“There's a Spirit Gathering Array here too?” Tang Wenji exclaimed in surprise, secretly muttering to herself: Master Feng… really spares no expense.

Feng Jun produced the Little Black Tower, tossed it into the air, and it grew upon catching the wind, although it stopped growing at less than one person tall.

Sister Hong and the others were initially focused on cultivation, but upon seeing this scene, they lost interest and stared wide-eyed, curious about what he was going to do.

Feng Jun pointed to the small door at the bottom of the Black Tower, looked sideways at Hua Hua on his shoulder, and spoke solemnly, “This is a treasure I happened to borrow. Go inside and cultivate. Advancing to the Mid-stage Qi Refining should be no problem.”

(Update here, calling for monthly passes.)
“`

Chapter end

Report