Big Data Cultivation Chapter 916

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Neither Servile nor Overbearing Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Neither Servile nor Overbearing Due to Ancestor Huang Fu, Huang Fu Flawless was entitled to address Ji Buseng as Master Busheng.

However, she directly called him “Uncle Ancestor,” which not only showed boldness but also a strong desire to curry favor.

But who would blame her? Who would think that being close to a powerful cultivator is a bad thing? Although Huang Fu Flawless already had the support of such a cultivator, who would think one was enough?

Nevertheless, Ji Buseng was not buying it and simply glanced at her indifferently, “It seems you are quite favored by Daoist Huang Fu, so let me advise you, do not use your Treasure-Appraising Eye carelessly on people… It's meant for appraising treasures, not individuals.”

“Don't think your ancestor's protective talisman is that powerful. If it weren't for sensing an old friend's aura, your eyes would have been blinded by now!”

Cultivators from Tianxin Platform are so independent, caring little for others' feelings.

Yet, Huang Fu Flawless wasn't offended at all, and instead, she smiled and bowed again, “Thank you for your teachings, Uncle Ancestor, Flawless will keep them in mind.”

Ji Buseng looked at her helplessly and said, “You are quite perceptive; truly worthy of the Huang Fu name!”

Then he turned to Feng Jun, his words carrying a mocking tone, “Why is the esteemed Feng so presumptuous at first but respectful now?”

He was referring to how Feng Jun had initially wanted to compete with him but was now behaving submissively, hence the use of “esteemed Feng” to give a little sting.

Feng Jun felt rather speechless and thought to himself, Tianxin Platform is truly the champion of confronting anything and anyone; they confront people wherever they go.

However, he still managed a slight smile, “Earlier, I was unaware of the Master's goodwill and indeed offended you, please forgive me, Master.”

While this response could not satisfy Ji Buseng, the other party had apologized and for Ji Buseng to persist would be beneath his dignity as a Golden Core Master.

So, he humphed lightly, then finally turned to Old Man Su, speaking indifferently, “I was asking you.”

“Here, here,” Old Man Su nodded hastily. Aside from delivering Broken Qingluo, he had also brought elixirs reviewed by Feng Jun; having produced extra pills, some as many as six, others three, he had leftovers of each.

Thus, he presented one of each type of elixir, offering them respectfully, “My techniques are rough, please excuse them, Master.”

Ji Buseng took the elixirs, glanced at them, and scrunched his nose in disgust, “Indeed, very crude.”

As a Golden Core Master, Old Man Su was merely a Qi Refinement cultivator and a halfway initiate into alchemy; in his eyes, these elixirs could only be described as “horrific,” saying they were rough was already polite.

Then he crushed one pill in the palm of his hand, his eyelids drooping slightly.

After a moment, he opened his hand; a wisp of green smoke rose, and the remnants of the pill had vanished, leaving only a clean palm.

This was repeated three times.

Then he finally raised his eyelids, nodding slowly, “The pill craft is poor, but the formula is good… considering your cultivation level, it is quite remarkable.”

This is how it is with Tianxin Platform, where their confrontational manner might make others contemplate murder.

But being a Golden Core Master and having spoken thus, Old Man Su couldn't help but grin broadly, “Thank you for your review, Master. It's an incredible honor and quite overwhelming for this old man.”

Ji Buseng completely disregarded his words, absorbed in his own thoughts, “This pill formula… can you give it to me?”

Masters shopping can be tricky; they often don't discuss the price, just straightforwardly ask if you will give it to them — of course, it always involves money, the seemingly trivial wealth in a Qi Refinment cultivator's eyes is nothing to a True Master.

Old Man Su found this quite depressing, yet he did not dare say anything, merely nodding repeatedly, “If the Master likes it, please, just take it.”

Ji Buseng glanced at Feng Jun, nodding slightly, “These three formulas are indeed marvelous, quite innovative in their thinking; you do have some right to be arrogant… I will exchange these formulas with others, how about that?”

The last part was addressed to Old Man Su, who as a Golden Core Master, couldn't care less about mentioning spirit stones. Since the other party liked alchemy, why not exchange some formulas instead?

Old Man Su was momentarily stunned; this offer was very tempting for him. He wanted to leave something for future generations and felt he was doing quite well already, having sent two grandsons to the Four Great Sects, which justified his ancestors.

As for not reaching a higher realm, that was a matter of innate ability, not personal effort.

So, keeping the formula was great, but obtaining some peculiar ones from outside to study was equally delightful–people, after all, not only need to honor their ancestors but also treat themselves well.

He pondered for a moment, then boldly asked, “May I inquire, Master, what formulas might I obtain in exchange?”

Ji Buseng looked at him in silence, offering no reply.

It was Xushi, unable to hold back, who spoke up, “Fellow Daoist, the Master doesn't concern himself with these trivial matters. So, tell me… do you think the Master would take advantage of you, or do you think you're worthy of being taken advantage of by the Master?”

Old Man Su had seen the world and admitted Xushi was right, but ultimately he steeled himself, “I know the Master doesn't bother with these trivial concerns, but these three formulas are really quite powerful.”

Master Busheng glanced at him indifferently and spat out coldly, “These three pill formulas aren't actually yours… Do you need me to help you recall the course of events?”

These three pill formulas were actually Feng Jun's–the fourth one as well. Feng Jun had completed the bounty, but this did not mean he no longer owned the pill formulas. Strictly speaking, Old Man Su possessed the right to use the formulas, but not the ownership.

Of course, in the Mobile Phone Realm, morality is valued; Old Man Su could believe he owned all four pill formulas since he provided the incomplete formulas, set the bounty, and paid for it–shouldn't he be considered the rightful owner?

However, it must be pointed out that this is merely a moral stance, not a legal one. He felt that Feng Jun should relinquish the claim to ownership.

But he had not explicitly made such a request, nor did he even consider that Feng Jun would never use the formulas in the future. He simply believed that if the other party was conscientious enough, they wouldn't exploit the formulas for significant profit.

He was right; in fact, Feng Jun did not intend to use those formulas again. He hadn't even thought about making a few batches of pills–it wasn't necessary; he was already exhausted and had no interest in learning alchemy.

As for the need for Insight Pills for Hua Hua? Unnecessary, for a human soul resided within Hua Hua's body.

Even though it was an ancient human, it at least had human intelligence; there truly was no need for Insight Pills.

Old Man Su thought this matter was quite secure, but hearing the Golden Core Master speak this way, he indeed felt somewhat disgruntled, though since it was the Golden Core Master speaking, he dared not argue.

However, Master Busheng's mind was not on these trivial matters, “I heard you are also raising a Purple Gold Eagle, is that right?”

Old Man Su dare not deny it, only managing to send out a communication paper crane to have his family let the Purple Gold Eagle fly out.

The Purple Gold Eagle was already quite familiar with Feng Jun's place and flapped its wings to arrive.

Master Busheng did not do anything; with a simple gesture, the Purple Gold Eagle in the air could not control its body and descended.

He checked the Purple Gold Eagle, and gave Feng Jun a slight smile, “Truly a remarkable talent.”

Feng Jun hesitated a moment, but still stiffened his resolve and spoke, “Thank you for the compliment, Master… About the pill formulas of Brother Su, must we take them away at the Tianxin Platform?”

Master Busheng blinked, looking at him curiously, “Do you have any other suggestions?”

Feng Jun took a bold decision, “I gave them to him; I voluntarily relinquish any future profits and hope that Tianxin Platform can offer a reasonable price.”

He couldn't help it; although determined to lie low, seeing forceful seizure, he still felt the need to speak up.

Master Busheng's gaze grew even stranger, “How does this concern you?”

“It does not,” Feng Jun smiled, “but since the pill formula is related to me, I feel I should at least say a few words.”

Master Busheng paused and raised a thumb, scoffing as he spoke, “Courageous.”

“You flatter me, Master,” Feng Jun did not want to confront the Master directly, but with the conversation having reached this point, he could no longer back down, “His family consists of only him and his grandson, living within their means… why must the Master insist?”

He felt it unjust to speak up, but pretending to be dead seemed too late now, and it rather demeaned him.

Master Busheng snorted softly, speaking without expression, “You really are bold, not many dare to talk to me this way.”

Feng Jun maintained a smiling face but stood his ground, “Upholding the heavenly heart above, and discerning the people's hearts below… isn't this the principle of Tianxin Platform?”

People are like that; the nature is hard to change. He didn't feel much for Old Man Su–he was just someone waiting for death with a small hobby–but since the pill formula was related to him through cause and effect, he felt he shouldn't shrink back.

Besides, he also liked Su Moer–not only did he, but Yun Buyao did too.

However, Master Busheng was swayed by this argument–Tianxin Platform was exactly about being natural and spontaneous.

Of course, ordinary people had no right to discuss being natural and spontaneous with Master Busheng; they would mostly be dismissed outright–even the disciples of Tianxin Platform, how many would dare argue with him?

Master Busheng looked at him thoughtfully, musing for a moment before asking, “Can you cure all types of poison?”

“I wouldn't dare claim that,” Feng Jun hurriedly shook his head firmly denying, “It was merely a fortunate coincidence.”

Where are so many coincidences! Master Busheng didn't believe his words and pressed directly, “What about Gu poison?”

Feng Jun hesitated, shaking his head, “I'm not sure; it depends on the situation.”

He had intended to refuse outright, but although Master Busheng's style was somewhat overbearing, he had given him a Talented Scholars Plaque with protective properties; he still felt grateful and wanted to separate things clearly.

Master Busheng nodded slightly and did not question Feng Jun further, but turned his head toward Old Man Su, “You're lucky, with Feng Shangren willing to take the risk and stand up for you. Tianxin Platform plans to expand the Spirit Beast Garden, and the pills you produce are just what Tianxin Platform needs…”

“I will send a disciple to discuss with you; you might think over some reasonable demands, but don't even mention anything like two hundred thousand Spirit Stones.”

Chapter end

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