Big Data Cultivation Chapter 801

Chapter 801: Chapter 801: Transporting the Spirit Beast Across Boundaries Chapter 801: Chapter 801: Transporting the Spirit Beast Across Boundaries Feng Jun arrived on the Earth Plane, where it was evening. Although it was midsummer, it was not too hot due to the cloudy weather.

The Desert Dry Spider had been killed by the spatial power of the plane transition, not showing the slightest sign of life. However, the spider was the size of a door, and with its eight legs, it firmly embraced Wang Haifeng's Q7 without any problem.

The key is that the creature still looked like it was in the midst of battle, with its eight legs propped on the ground and its eyes glaring with fury.

To prevent any unexpected issues, Feng Jun chose a spot to return to that was not far from the valley. He chose a spot in the forest that was about ten square meters in size, which was more than enough to accommodate the Desert Dry Spider.

He looked up at the sky and noticed that the canopy above him was not small–he shouldn't have to worry about satellite surveillance, right?

Then he took out the Stone Mace and smashed it down fiercely on the Desert Dry Spider–just in case this guy was feigning death.

It turned out that the Desert Dry Spider was indeed dead, so he took out his Long Blade, intending to chop off the spider's first left leg–as that could also be considered an act of merit.

Just then, with a “zir” sound, a white shadow shot over from afar. The sound was faint, but it was filled with joy.

Of course, it was Hua Hua who rushed over. Its four legs were originally holding an IPAD, but upon seeing the huge Desert Dry Spider, it quickly stored the IPAD in its Storage Ring and sprawled directly on the spider's back, transmitting a thought to Feng Jun, “I want it!”

Spiders are recognized as standard Gu Insects and one of the notorious Five Poisons, as well as the natural enemy of butterflies. And this Desert Dry Spider was a product of the Mobile Phone plane, massive and full of spiritual energy. Upon seeing it, Hua Hua had an irresistible desire to possess it.

Feng Jun could not help but pause, “Do you want it to eat it?”

“Of course to eat it,” Hua Hua replied righteously, “eating it is very beneficial to me.”

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment, shaking the Long Blade in his hand, “But it is also… very important to me.”

In fact, he didn't mind Hua Hua eating the Desert Dry Spider, but last time he tested the Spirit Binding Array, the little Butterfly haggled with him and wouldn't cooperate seriously unless he agreed. This was something he remembered well.

He didn't believe he was a stingy person, but unprincipled generosity was tantamount to being a fool, right?

Hua Hua, anxious, hopped around on its six legs, and its antennae shivered non-stop. If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't beat him, it would have truly wanted to snatch the spider by force.

After some hesitation, it decisively offered, “If you give it to me, I'll serve you for an extra fifty… thirty years.”

“Haha,” Feng Jun laughed, then made a sweeping gesture and declared, “Fine, a total of three hundred and thirty years… Oh, and I'm taking its first left leg.”

“The first left leg…” Hua Hua hesitated, as the first and last pairs of a spider's legs are usually quite succulent, especially for such a large one, they would definitely be meaty and juicy.

But considering that the spider had eight legs, it felt that the loss of one wasn't too much to bear, “Okay… you can take just one leg.”

Feng Jun sighed, feigning distress, “It's not easy to hunt one down, and now you snatch it away from me. My lot in life is tough indeed.”

Hua Hua, however, was not in the mood to listen to his complaints. Thrilled with the prospect of owning such a big spider, it couldn't resist fluttering around joyfully, dancing through the woods with grace and elegance.

“Hua Hua, what are you doing?” Just then, a voice came from not far away, and Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin walked over.

Director Yang had been in Luohua for a few days, while Gu Jiahui was not cultivating at the moment because Zhang Caixin was stabilizing her Qi in the backyard. They all found it inconvenient to cultivate there, leaving only Sister Hong acting as a protector.

Gu Jiahui and Hua Hua got along well, but the next moment, she was stunned by her own discovery. Covering her mouth, she sharply gasped, “What is this… what is this?”

Yang Yuxin fared even worse, her legs weakened, and she nearly collapsed to the ground, unable to help herself, she screamed, “Ah~”
“Shh,” Feng Jun raised a finger to his lips, hushing gently, “It's just a spider, a dead one… don't be noisy.”

Yang Yuxin's body continued to shake uncontrollably, her teeth chattering loudly, “Such a… such a huge spider? Has it, has it become a demon?”

Most women have a natural fear of these hairy creatures, and Director Yang, accustomed to a life of luxury for many years, was already brave not to turn and run at the sight–though if she actually tried to run, she probably wouldn't be able to move.

However, Gu Jiahui's imagination ran wild. She steadied herself and curiously asked, tilting her head, “Is this… a Kosa Peeley?”

Feng Jun glanced at her and, too lazy to answer, he raised his hand and with one slash, cut off a leg of the Desert Dry Spider and then put it away.

Just then, another scream was heard. It was Tang Wenji and Lu Xiaoning who appeared not far away.

The two of them were cultivating in the bamboo forest in the valley. That's right, even though the Little Celestial Master also practiced Yoga with Feng Jun, her path was that of a Martial Cultivator. Although she could cultivate in the backyard, in the valley, she found more common ground.

They heard Yang Yuxin's scream and rushed over quickly–after all, they had both recently advanced in their cultivation levels and didn't need to push themselves relentlessly.

Gao Qiang, Wang Haifeng, and Xu Leigang let the other two go ahead– if those two couldn't handle it, the three of them wouldn't be much better off either.

Gazi and the Little Celestial Master were dumbfounded when they saw such a large spider, and again when they saw Hua Hua happily dancing.

With a piercing “caw,” King Crow also flew over, but as soon as it saw the massive body of the Desert Dry Spider, it didn't even think before flapping its wings, braking sharply in midair, then turning its head and darting away like an arrow.

Such a fickle creature! Feng Jun curled his lip and spoke out, “Hua Hua, reel it in already, what are you doing?”

Only then did Hua Hua snap out of its exuberant dance, fluttering elegantly above the Desert Dry Spider. With a flick of its wings, the huge body of the spider vanished without a trace.

Although it was a beautiful butterfly dance during the evening hours, to the others it somehow had the effect of watching a horror movie.

“Cough cough,” Feng Jun cleared his throat twice, “Hua Hua hasn't been feeling well lately, I'm finding it some snacks to nourish it a bit.”

Hua Hua landed on his shoulder and cooperated by relaxing its wings slightly and drooping its head, its antenna hanging down, making a convincing impression of being on its last breath.

Gu Jiahui and Gazi, who knew its true character all too well, couldn't help but burst into laughter at this act.

Little Celestial Master and Yang Yuxin couldn't help but exchange glances: what were they laughing at?

It was Tang Wenji who finally spoke, “This thing… Divine Doctor, are you sure it's just a snack?”

Feng Jun smiled and nodded slightly, “Indeed, it's just a snack, alright… it's not a big deal.”

After a perfect kill on a Desert Dry Spider, he then moved onto the Pillar of Clouds, looking for his next hunting target.

However, the “nearby Spirit Beasts” function was really too limited in reach. Feng Jun spent another hour waiting until two isolated Spirit Beasts appeared, one Sandworm and one Dry Fire Turtle.

The Sandworm was very delicious, and Feng Jun planned to save it for a leisurely treat. The meat of the Dry Fire Turtle was also tasty, and its shell was an indispensable material for Artifact Refining and Alchemy.

Most importantly, Dry Fire Turtles were very hard to kill– impervious to swords and guns, immune to water and fire. Without the invasion of wild beasts, cultivators could slowly grind it down to death, but during an invasion, with the help of other Spirit Beasts, the Dry Fire Turtle became an incredible nuisance.

It could only be Feng Jun who was able to easily kill the creature using space power through plane switching, yet he still needed to seize the right moment.

After killing three Spirit Beasts in a row, the surrounding Spirit Beasts instinctively sensed something ominous– their companions were disappearing from the ground without a sound.

It was acceptable to them for the Spirit Beasts attacking the Pillar of Clouds to be slain, but shouldn't the ground be the domain of the Spirit Beasts at this moment?

They felt that the defender above this Pillar of Clouds was somewhat inscrutable– anyway, given that Spirit Beasts relied on instinct, they preferred to stay further away from the Pillar of Clouds if they felt it was not a safe place.

Thus, in the following two hours, Feng Jun couldn't find any isolated Spirit Beasts on the ground.

There were some travelling in groups, but they were on the edges of his exploration range. Feng Jun couldn't be sure whether there were Spirit Beasts lurking, waiting to ambush him in the areas he hadn't explored.

During these two hours, a Storm Seagull passed overhead, but its speed was so fast that by the time Feng Jun exited the “nearby Spirit Beasts” function and discerned a direction, the Storm Seagull should have already left that area far behind.

In the subsequent time, Feng Jun didn't detect any Spirit Beasts he could attack, and before he knew it, evening had arrived.

At this time of the year, the days were long, and especially here in the desert, where the light remained quite bright.

Feng Jun found that, let alone the Spirit Beasts in the sky, even those on the ground had disappeared– there were neither solitary ones nor companions.

All around him was just a vast expanse of whiteness; Divine Sense, infrared telescopes, and functions like “nearby Spirit Beasts” allowed him to detect slightly more distant targets, but being stationed alone here was truly lonely, giving him a feeling that time was dragging on endlessly.

He could vaguely locate a Spirit Beast in the direction of the city wall. He didn't use the Falling Thunder Technique but instead relied on Thunderclap Talismans. Seven consecutive Thunderclap Talismans struck, directly charring a Sand Lizard.

Ji PingAn had finally seen clearly this time, “Damn, the thunder really came from Feng Jun's location. Just how many Thunderclap Talismans has this guy prepared?”

At that moment, the Qi Refining Initial Stage cultivator who had been poisoned also leaned over, scoffing, “Team Leader Ji, when it comes to fighting Spirit Beasts, I'm not as good as you, but in understanding Thunder Techniques, you're no match for me. The Thunderclap Talismans were all used by Feng Jun this time, but last time… that was the Falling Thunder Technique.”

Ji PingAn turned his head to look at him and, after a moment of surprise, he nodded with a smile, “Alright, let's not argue about this. No matter what, him being on the Pillar of Clouds is very reassuring.”

“That's true,” the man nodded, but then he frowned again, “The Falling Thunder Technique… it consumes a lot of Spiritual Energy, I wonder if he can replenish it.”

His analysis was quite informed, revealing just how many hidden dragons and crouching tigers there were in the Cultivation World.

What he didn't realize was that Feng Jun's current concern wasn't about replenishing Spiritual Energy, but rather… why he could no longer find any Spirit Beasts.

Chapter end

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