Big Data Cultivation Chapter 817

Chapter 817: Chapter 817 Winning Over Chapter 817: Chapter 817 Winning Over Ji PingAn really hadn't imagined that his comrade-in-arms would have such a big business in the Mortal Realm.

Not to mention anything else, just speaking of the electricity generator, he knew that quite a few people were using them.

This was thoroughly a product of the Mortal Realm, but that didn't change the fact it was very useful: including the lighting fixtures, a whole set cost no more than five Spirit Stones. Once night fell, the lights would keep a house bright and prosperous-looking.

Before this, he had no idea how much gold the electricity generators sold for, nor had he cared, since gold wasn't a currency in the Cultivation World and had no exchange rate with Spirit Stones.

However, according to the black market, one Spirit Stone could be exchanged for roughly five hundred to a thousand taels of gold.

Of course, if the exchange were liberalized and Spirit Stones weren't so precious, gold might rise in value. But even with an increase, it would be unlikely to drop below an exchange rate of one Spirit Stone for a hundred taels of gold.

In short, when he heard that Feng Jun's Boiler Camel Motorcycle sold for only two hundred taels of gold, he couldn't help but convert that to Spirit Stones in his head–items worth thirty to forty fragmentary Spirit Stones being sold for five whole ones?

The sheer profit margin made his eyes turn red with envy–If I could sell a hundred sets a month, wouldn't I make at least four hundred Spirit Stones?

Still, he was somewhat puzzled, so he asked, “Is this the project you're collaborating on with Tiantong?”

“It's just a part of the project!” Feng Jun didn't hide it from him, “The electricity generators, I supply them without any limit. I sell not only to Tiantong but also to Wuyou Platform, and even some disciples from the Crimson Phoenix and Yinsha bought a few.”

Ji PingAn's jaw dropped to the floor, “And the Four Sects and Wutai, too?”

Feng Jun nodded slightly, “Yes, but they just casually bought some with no exclusive agreements, after all, it's a small business.”

Compared to the Analytical Gathering Spirit Formation, perfumes, or communication systems, the electricity generator was indeed small business. Moreover, Feng Jun did not encourage exclusive partnerships. Even in Tianfeng County, the Mu Family could not monopolize the electricity generator business; there needed to be a competitor.

As this was fundamental equipment for many goods, widespread availability was a must; monopolization could hinder promotion efforts.

But for the Cultivation World, the prestige of an electricity generator was somewhat low. It didn't even compare to perfume. If the esteemed Tiantong and the Four Sects with Wutai were to vigorously promote such a device that cost five Spirit Stones each, wouldn't that be a laughing stock?

Ji PingAn nodded silently, wondering what truly constituted a big business.

But at that moment, he couldn't be bothered with such questions and nodded decisively, “Then I'll go speak with my comrades-in-arms about this right now.”

After all, he was an ex-serviceman, and his actions were indeed as swift as thunder and wind.

The next day was cloudy. Feng Jun went out alone, purchasing quite a number of pills and talismans, spending close to ten thousand Spirit Stones.

This time, he waited for Zhu Yifei to follow him again; with Mi Yunshan not by his side, he had plenty of tricks to deal with his pursuer.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, Zhu Yifei did not show up–or perhaps he did but kept too far to be noticed.

As evening approached, Feng Jun returned to the courtyard, only to see Chen Junsheng talking to Ji PingAn, with Jing Qingyang and Yun BuYao standing behind Chen, and three Qi Refining Initial Stage cultivators behind Ji PingAn.

At a glance, it was evident that these were robust individuals, no need to doubt, they were his comrades-in-arms.

Chen Junsheng was describing to them what kind of place Mount Zhige was.

Ji PingAn and his three companions had never heard of Mount Zhige–after all, few in the Cultivation World knew this place, not to mention those like them who spent years guarding city walls.

In fact, Chen Junsheng was only trying to curry favor with his future colleagues, and he didn't elaborate much on Mount Zhige.

Especially concerning the various collaborations between Feng Jun, Tiantong, and Wuyou Platform, Chen would certainly not speak out, very conscious of what mattered–besides, if the news of Feng Jun's ability to decipher formations were leaked here, he guessed the peace in this small yard would be shattered.

Yet even so, his audience was left dumbfounded. Not just Ji PingAn and his team but even Jing Qingyang and Yun BuYao were stunned.

Seeing Feng Jun return, Chen Junsheng stopped speaking. However, everyone looked at Feng Jun somewhat strangely.

Feng Jun didn't think much of it and smiled at Ji PingAn, “So… are these all your comrades-in-arms?”

Ji PingAn was straightforward with his affairs, “Yeah, after hearing what I said, everyone wanted to come check it out, see if they could get involved in the business. We're all just a bunch of poor folks; had it not been for our severance pay, we couldn't even start a business. That's why we're cautious. You aren't mad, are you, Lao Feng?”

Feng Jun smiled and nodded, “Being cautious is good. After all, money moves hearts… I would be the same.”

In truth, he was a bit displeased with their caution, but upon reflection, they were merely his partners, not his subordinates, and caution was only reasonable–just like how he was cautious in dealing with Tiantong.

He didn't like being too constrained by Chairman Huang Fu, so why become the very person he disliked himself?

In the end, it was because since he started his cultivation journey, he had gotten used to taking care of everyone who depended on him in a wholesale manner, a habit that wasn't good and needed to be changed!

Thinking of it the other way round, since it was a partnership, he didn't need to play the nanny anymore, wasn't that better?

In fact, Ji PingAn's comrades did have their own capabilities, for instance, a short man with two scars on his face said, “Zhu Yifei that bastard has been missing for several years and only recently came back.”

He used to be part of Four Sea Hall, a half-underworld organization of Qiuchen Immortal Workshop, often engaging in illegal activities–just as light and dark are two sides of the same coin, in most societies, the underworld cannot be completely eradicated, and the same applies to the Cultivation World.

Six years ago, Four Sea Hall angered a big clan, and it just so happened that the Fang Market had a change in management who also had their eyes on the gray-area businesses they were controlling. Under the pressure of these two forces, Four Sea Hall vanished like smoke.

At that time, Zhu Yifei was an Innate Expert and ended up being beaten to the point of coughing up blood and fleeing. Later, there were rumors that his cultivation level had fallen to that of a High-Rank Martial Master.

When Four Sea Hall was eradicated, those who should be killed were killed, and those who should be imprisoned were imprisoned, and a large number of people were sent to the vanguard camps to fight with wild beasts.

Zhu Yifei was lucky enough to escape punishment and now that he's back, he's found a new powerful leg to cling to, reportedly a clan with the last name Xue.

It just goes to show that a powerful dragon cannot suppress the local snake. Ji PingAn's companions, being locals, had access to much more reliable information.

The scar-faced man named Zhou Linghai had a childhood friend who worked in Four Sea Hall; after the incident, he too was sent off to mine, but Zhou himself had no significant connection with Four Sea Hall, just some knowledge of a few things.

“The Xue Family?” Feng Jun furrowed his brows.

“The one who wanted to forcefully take our merit points was from the Xue Family,” declared Ji PingAn furiously, “The Xue Family has teamed up with the Qi Family, intending to enter Qiuchen Market… Surely you haven't forgotten that bastard who followed Qi Wusheng, have you, Lao Feng?”

“That guy,” Feng Junruo nodded thoughtfully, he genuinely didn't remember the one who tried to take the merit points, since he didn't have the opportunity to use his mobile phone because of the circumstances, naturally he didn't know the person's name.

“I guess it's still about the merit points,” Ji PingAn said fiercely, “If things don't work out, we'll deal with him!”

Never underestimate those who fight Spirit Beasts year-round; it all comes down to this saying: “If you view life and death lightly, and can't bear it, just fight.”

“I've inquired about it,” Zhou Linghai also said with narrowed eyes, “I heard that the Qi Family and Xue Family are cooperating out of mutual need and apparently didn't have much of a close relationship before.”

But a thin, tall person pointed out, “The Xue Family seems to be no ordinary clan, they have several who have reached the Dust-Free stage.”

The Xue Family had even High-Rank Dust-Free stage cultivators, but they had not been developing in Qiuchen before, so others did not know the full extent of the Xue Family's background. These individuals were considered old timers of Qiuchen and had extremely keen insights, but when it came to information outside of Qiuchen, they knew not much.

Again, the true powerful clans rarely send their disciples to the battlefield.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and it was Huang Fu Flawless and Master Xu arriving.

Compared to Ji PingAn's group of “poor soldiers”, these two arrivals had much more sophistication. Master Xu offered a hundred Spirit Stones as a gift, while Huang Fu Flawless directly brought an Obsidian screen.

Looking at the Obsidian screen, Feng Jun's face beamed like a blossoming flower, but to himself, he muttered: This thing… I might as well take it back to Earth Realm, it just feels too unsafe here.

He had invited only these two groups to his housewarming, and due to the significant differences in status, they couldn't really sit together.

However, it was all good in the end; after all, wine can bring people closer, especially the kind called “Dream-Entwining”.

Master Xu had already gotten twenty-five kilograms of Dream-Entwining wine, but he hadn't had the heart to drink any of it; these days, he had been drinking it only at Feng Jun's place.

At the dinner table, he brought up the topic again, “Feng Jun, could you brew another two large cups for me? I've already drunk more than half of that wine, and it will be gone soon.”

“I'll try to brew some more, worst case, I'll send you some,” Feng Jun replied with a smile yet firmly refused to brew wine for the other, as he didn't want to expose the brewing process of Dream-Entwining wine to scrutiny.

Huang Fu Flawless also tried to persuade him, “The Dream-Entwining wine will soon be sent to our Tiantong Auction; shouldn't I show some samples to others?”

“Start with a promotional campaign for now,” Feng Jun remained unmoved, “I plan to take it back to Mount Zhige first, and then bring it out when the auction comes.”

Indeed, it's very beneficial to advertise auction items beforehand to attract more attention; however, Huang Fu Flawless also wanted to use Dream-Entwining wine to refine a few batches of wine, she laughed and said, “You said you'll stay here for a long time, right? Going back to Mount Zhige now… isn't that a bit too long of a wait?”

“I can't stay for long,” Feng Jun responded with a beaming smile, “By the way, I heard that the Qi Family of Sword Forging Peak has been getting quite close to the Xue Family recently?”

“The Qi Family of Sword Forging Peak?” Huang Fu Flawless frowned slightly, that too was a Golden Core clan, “What do you mean by that? The Xue Family… which Xue Family, I don't know of this?”

The Xue Family's plight was apparent here, though they were almost equal to Guanquan Valley's Pan Family in terms of strength, they had no territory in Guanquan Valley and developed from a poor and remote area, even Chairman Huang Fu had no recollection of them.

“No matter, just small talk,” Feng Jun grinned, but in his heart, he'd made up his mind: since Huang Fu Flawless didn't know about them, the Xue Family was rather ordinary–at least not stronger than Guanquan Valley's Pan Family.

Chapter end

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