Big Data Cultivation Chapter 975

Chapter 975: Chapter 975: New Discovery Chapter 975: Chapter 975: New Discovery Seeing the situation, Feng Jun was also left speechless by their antics. Were they having a bit too much fun?

However, eventually, he spoke up, “Go ahead, pick out the useful stuff.”

“Daoist Hu is colluding with foreigners,” Xiao Qi quickly stated, “That Stone Lamp, he's already sold it to Mr. White!”

Hmm? Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback. The Stone Lamp was actually sold to a Meryken person?

Feng Jun was the first to react, his chin lifted slightly, “Continue.”

According to Xiao Qi, the Stone Lamp was obtained and orchestrated by Li Xiaomao and later handed over to Daoist Hu. Then, for some unknown reason, Daoist Hu actually sold it to Mr. White and promised to find two more treasures for him.

As for how much it sold for, Xiao Qi didn't know. He also found it strange that such treasures could be sold abroad.

Daoist Hu said it was the Inner Sect's directive and told him not to pry further. However, he also said that foreign-born Chinese are still Chinese, and this involved Kunlun's global strategy, related to the grand plan of Daoist Sects going international.

Xiao Qi found this answer peculiar, but the overseas development of the Daoist Sects was indeed struggling, and it was true, so Kunlun having such an idea seemed excusable.

However, now, he felt this anomaly might spare him some pain.

“The Stone Lamp was sold to a man surnamed White?” Feng Jun frowned slightly, “Then, where did this guy put the Stone Lamp?”

“I'm not clear about that,” Xiao Qi shook his head, then quickly added, “Mr. White seems to have a house in the Imperial Capital, and he has a safe at home. It's most likely in there.”

“He has a house in the Imperial Capital?” Feng Jun stroked his chin, “This guy is really loaded.”

Just then, Yang Yuxin spoke up, “Once we verify Mr. White's identity, it will be easier to look up property information.”

“Or maybe…” Xu Mansha mustered courage, pointing at the unconscious Daoist Hu, “We could wake him up and ask?”

“Wake him up?” Feng Jun really didn't want to waste Pills on such a person, but since they were going to battle with Kunlun, having a live witness was necessary, “He's getting a bargain.”

His medicine was quite effective. After taking it for a bit over an hour, Daoist Hu's breathing stabilized significantly, and his pulse became strong. However, his high fever persisted, and he did not regain consciousness.

As dawn approached, Feng Jun simply let Hua Hua send the three people from the Zhuang Family away, only keeping Zhuang Haoyun–who was continuously improving and no longer needed care.

However, Director Zhuang seemed stimulated and kept agitating Xiao Qi, pressing him to reveal various secrets, even forcing out the story of him stealing melons from someone's garden as a child.

Unnoticed, the day had fully broken, and since everyone had gone without rest all night, Feng Jun just took out two tents, sharing one with Yang Yuxin, and left the other people… to arrange themselves as they wished. With Hua Hua watching over, there were no concerns of mishaps.

By noon, new information was brought by the person Yang Yuxin sent: the Meryken citizen Bai Mu was not Chinese at all, but a Meryken person named Bai Chuanmu.

This person was a Sinologist, proficient in the Chinese language, had once been a Buddhist follower, and later immigrated to Meryken, but lived in Huaxia for many years, mainly responsible for Huaxia and Meryken cultural exchange.

In recent years, Bai Chuanmu had been fascinated by Daoist culture, often wandering through famous mountains and rivers.

Such a person should be a national surveillance target. However, he had two advantages: he never dealt with the military and never carried various surveying instruments. Though he often hiked in remote mountains, he didn't even have a satellite phone.

In fact, the national defense was mainly against military secrets and various geological explorations and surveying.

Especially since Bai Chuanmu had one merit: he had a deep understanding of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism–strictly speaking, the three schools–and could communicate well with religious figures in various places.

As for him posing as an American-born Chinese, some people had noticed, but since he never spoke for Ni Hong, it seemed he didn't want his Ni Hong identity to hinder communication… which was understandable.

In short, as long as he didn't touch the Falun Gong or another sensitive cult, the state couldn't be bothered to pay him attention.

After learning this, Feng Jun was silent for a long time before he finally sighed, “So… he's actually a Ni Hong person.”

He somewhat understood why that guy committed suicide so decisively; Ni Hong people inherently possessed a strong tendency for self-destruction.

And it was normal for a Ni Hong person to be interested in Daoist Magical Artifacts, as their country was deeply influenced by Huaxia.

Yet, Yang Yuxin's face showed displeasure, “When I went to Jin City a while ago, they said everything was settled. I didn't expect another Ni Hong person to pop up… Are they playing with me?”

“That, I cannot agree to!” Feng Jun spoke sternly and then snickered evilly in a low voice, “Only I get to play with you.”

“You little hooligan,” Yang Yuxin blushed and lightly spat, then spoke seriously again, “I've already asked them to help find out if this person has any connections with Qingcheng or Emei.”

“Those are minor matters now,” Feng Jun spoke coldly, “You should find out if he owns any real estate in the Imperial Capital.”

In his mind, the Stone Lamp was the most important thing. If it were to end up abroad, he genuinely wouldn't mind going on a killing spree.

Yang Yuxin replied in a low voice, “I've already had them start looking for it.”

By 2:00 PM, Daoist Hu finally woke up. Zhuang Haoyun shouted joyfully, “Holy crap, you're finally awake. Let's start by giving you a taste of how I interrogate…”

Seeing the bad turn of events, Smith quickly shouted, “Hao Yun bro… let him recover a bit, don't faint on us again.”

However, he was a bit too late. Daoist Hu sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes rolled back, and sure enough, he fainted once more.

You blockhead! Feng Jun gave Zhuang Haoyun a disapproving glance and didn't bother to say anything else.

At four in the afternoon, Yang Yuxin received another call from Jin City.

She used a private channel, but the channel's power was quite formidable.

It was confirmed that Bai Chuanmu didn't have much to do with Jin City. He had been to Qingcheng and Emei, but always as a Meryken person of Chinese descent, not involved at all with the local Ni Hong influence, basically part of the “Patriotic Chinese” circle.

As for Bai Chuanmu's residence in the Imperial Capital… it was also uncovered, but what was surprising was that he owned three houses in the city.

Three houses obviously meant three mistresses. The rumors of Merrick people being lascivious, sure enough, were not false at all.

These three houses also represented substantial wealth, but that wasn't the important part. The important thing was… a foreigner could only buy one house in the Imperial Capital, so how could he own three?

That's simple. He was the homeowner of only one. The other two houses had the women as the homeowners, but since the women couldn't afford to buy a house, they had made IOUs with him. There was no repayment term, but they agreed that repayment would be based on the market value of the houses at the time of repayment.

Two IOUs, both notarized. So no matter how you look at it, he wouldn't suffer a loss.

The crux of the problem wasn't even there, but in the fact that Yang Yuxin had actually found the notarized loan documents for these two houses.

So the power of some people is simply unimaginable to ordinary folks; if they want to investigate, there's nothing they can't find out.

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said in a low voice, “Three houses, that's not really that many.”

Because it was winter, it got dark early. Around four in the afternoon, Feng Jun took out some convenience foods, fed everyone, and after nightfall, he took all the people at the site back to the Imperial Capital in the Time Shuttle.

He had once firmly decided not to go to the Imperial Capital, but now, within a short four days, he went there thrice, showing how influential the Imperial Capital is in people's lives; it was inescapable.

Zhuang Haoyun could have gone home, but having never ridden a Flying Artifact, he decided he wanted to experience it. His desire for revenge was also significant; he was determined to see how Kunlun would get their comeuppance.

Daoist Hu woke up again while everyone was eating. Zhuang Haoyun, out of spite, let the instant noodles cool down before giving them to him and indifferently remarked, “Eat it or not, I don't care!”

The Time Shuttle took less than two hours to reach the Imperial Capital. Feng Jun landed it in a deserted spot on the outskirts.

Next, he slipped into the Imperial Capital alone to look for the Stone Lamp, and he even had Yang Yuxin prepare two anonymous mobile phone cards specially for him.

Finding the Stone Lamp went smoothly. In one of Bai Chuanmu's three houses in the Imperial Capital–the one under his name–there was a safe, but Feng Jun effortlessly took it away.

Even through the safe, he discerned the origin of the Stone Lamp. It was indeed a Magical Treasure called the Soul-Calming Lamp. The lamp wasn't a combat-type Magic Artifact, primarily used for cultivation, but it could also be misused to harm others through curses.

Unfortunately, the lamp was a damaged Magical Treasure with incomplete functions, currently only capable of harming others.

Feng Jun didn't rush to take out the Stone Lamp, instead, he visited Bai Chuanmu's other two houses to see if this fellow had gotten ahold of any other good items in Huaxia.

Regrettably, while there were some antiques and calligraphy in those two houses, there indeed were no articles related to the Cultivation Path.

Feng Jun was tempted to take some antiques, but unfortunately, there were people in both houses.

This guy was keeping two women, but no one lived in his own room, which seemed to be the place where he indulged in pleasures.

Interestingly enough, in both these women's rooms, there were men present, and one of the women was currently rolling in the sheets with a man.

Having done all this, Feng Jun quietly returned to the landing site. After a brief rest, he drove the Time Shuttle straight west.

The Time Shuttle had an Aura Shield, so it wasn't cold inside, but since people need to breathe, air circulation was a must. As they traveled further west and the terrain became higher, the temperature inside the Time Shuttle also dropped.

Daoist Hu was already weak, having only eaten cold food and dressed thinly, he started to have a fever again.

Feng Jun paid no attention to him, continuing to fly until dawn broke, then located a depression near a highway to land.

Chapter end

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