Big Data Cultivation - Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Chapter 391 Confusion

In the eyes of Wang Haifeng and the others, this accelerated fattening chicken was growing incredibly fast.

The first day it was on the verge of death; by the second day, it could bare its teeth and grin at crows, and on the third and fourth days it grew even healthier. By the fifth day, even Gazi was amazed, noting, “This fellow… is almost like a free-range chicken.”

On the sixth day, the creature actually flew up to the second floor of the villa. Yes, the accelerated fattening chicken had learned to fly.

So, on the seventh day, it became the main ingredient in the mushroom and chicken stew—the master thought the experiment was complete.

Feng Jun was sure that as long as there was water imbued with spiritual energy, the chicken would return even if it could fly to the skies. But there was already one flying animal in the yard; there was no need for another.

Besides, he wanted to know if after drinking the water containing spiritual energy, any of the energy would remain in the chicken meat.

The result proved… almost null.

This left Feng Jun somewhat disappointed, as he was developing a recipe for the “Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique.” Yes, a recipe.

Claiming to “swallow the heavens,” the technique was not limited to absorbing the spiritual energy of Spirit Stones. Theoretically, even though this technique was most skilled at consuming spiritual energy, it, in fact, could devour anything containing energy.

It was for this reason that Feng Jun wasn’t in a hurry to mine for Spirit Stones in other planes. He hoped to find food on the Earth Plane that would suffice for supplementing his cultivation.

Eating was indeed a good choice. Even though the Earth Realm was equivalent to a realm where the Way had faded, finding food with a trace of spiritual energy was not much easier than seeing the national football team win the World Cup. However… food without spiritual energy was better than nothing.

As long as he ate enough!

Feng Jun briefly tried it, consuming ten jins (approximately 5 kg) of rice in one go—that’s before adding water.

It must be admitted, eating while operating the “Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique” was quite tormenting. Feng Jun, compared to most, was good at multitasking, but even he almost dropped the ball a few times.

Eating in such a manner was hardly pleasurable, but he couldn’t just stuff his stomach with food and then run the technique—for his stomach could simply not hold enough to sustain the expenditure.

Ten jins of rice generated a bit of spiritual energy; ten jins of pork did the same; and twenty jins of dried tofu still yielded a bit of spiritual energy.

The amount of spiritual energy generated was meager, to the point where Feng Jun couldn’t even calculate if it was equivalent to a millionth of a Spirit Stone.

However, generally speaking, meat provided more spiritual energy than grain at equal weights.

Feng Jun figured that if he wanted to cultivate by eating food, he would need to consume at least a thousand jins of meat a day to maintain a barely satisfactory cultivation speed.

A thousand jins of meat, what concept is that? Eating one jin a minute, he would only get through sixty jins in an hour, and it would take more than ten hours to finish a thousand jins.

Yet, eating any less made little difference.

Feng Jun couldn’t possibly eat like this in the manor—if word got out, what would that turn into?

Seven days later, after the rain had cleared, he drove away from Luohua Manor, heading for Zhengyang City.

For the next two days, he rented rooms by the day, each day bringing back a massive amount of meat to devour.

On the third day, he felt that he couldn’t go on like this and decided to return to the villa in Peach Blossom Valley.

At this moment, there was no longer the sight of people dancing in the villa’s entrance, returning to its usual quiet.

Then he kept calling, and by one noon, many delivery men had brought nearly a thousand jins of meat.

The property management was startled again. When they came to inquire, “What are you planning to do with all this?”

“I’m planning a party,” Feng Jun answered innocently. “Preparing some food, that’s normal, right?”

The property management didn’t know how much food he had ordered, only that it was plenty. After giving him a few warnings, they left.

Feng Jun indulged in excessive eating here for two days and was pleased to find that doing so did increase his spiritual energy a bit.

However, by the third day, he realized he had to leave. If others noticed his eating habits, it would be troublesome.

Before leaving, he took a moment to feel. These four days of unbridled devouring had made even him feel a bit nauseous, yet the energy converted was only enough to save about ten chickens.

Effective, but highly inefficient, particularly because of the sheer time it wasted.

Feng Jun tried eating a segment of a sub-spiritual level Golden Lotus and felt the spiritual energy was much stronger. Still, he hesitated, wondering if he should really devour these natural treasures—it truly was a bit extravagant.

There were already several people following him, and there would only be more in the future.

After binge-eating for four days, he returned to Luohua Manor, and then he greeted Xu Lei Gang, hoping he could bring back some individual rations—though he didn’t harbor much fantasy about that.

What he seriously thought was that it was necessary for him to properly learn some Immortal Techniques, so when he returned to the Mobile Phone Plane, if he encountered anyone questioning his identity from an Immortal Family, he could at least open their eyes.

Regrettably, even though Feng Jun had collected many books, apart from the Gu Family’s library and the entirety of Lord Beiyuan Mansion’s collection, there were hardly any books about Immortal Techniques—instead, there were about a dozen introductions and travelogues about Immortals.

Aside from the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique, the actual secrets that belonged to the Immortal Family in his hands amounted to just two: one was the Small Kunpeng Body Technique, and the other was the Basic Talisman Script Introduction.

The body technique was something that only individuals at the Out-of-Dust phase could cultivate. Although Feng Jun had considered cultivating beyond his level, he had tried a few times only to give up listlessly—his cultivation at the Qi Refining First Layer was just too low.

So in the following days, he focused on studying Basic Talismans and practiced the Mystic Element Sword Technique.

Yes, the Mystic Element Sword Technique—that set of saber moves, through which one can prove the Dao with martial prowess. Feng Jun did not neglect its study in the past but always failed to grasp its essence. However, after stepping into the threshold of cultivation, he found that the technique… wasn’t as difficult to practice after all.

In Basic Talismans, the one Feng Jun most wanted to learn was the Sweet Dew Talisman. This Talisman, when activated, could not only heal injuries and cultivate Spirit Plants but, most importantly, it could automatically absorb Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth when invoked.

The era of the Dharma Ending was marked by a decline in Spiritual Energy—that was certain; however, decline did not mean extinction.

After entering the Qi Refinement Realm, Feng Jun’s perceptive abilities improved. He believed that the Spiritual Energy in the Earth Plane was exceptionally scarce, yet it still existed.

But then again, were Talismans that easy to learn?

Feng Jun tried for about ten days and finally realized that in this area, he really had no talent.

After thinking it through thoroughly for half a day, he still went to the Mobile Phone Plane and found Yu Changqing, “I’ve been wanting to delve into Talismans lately. Could you help me buy some materials?”

Yu Changqing answered with surprise, “Talisman practice is very expensive, Elder. Aren’t you running low on Spirit Stones? And to make the purchase, with my cultivation level, it’s not convenient to carry Spirit Stones, unless you accompany me, Elder.”

If this were before Feng Jun had stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and Yu Changqing invited him to go along, he would have readily agreed—opportunities for cultivation must be seized, even if he could be exposed as an imposter.

But now, he felt he could definitely be more stable before going; there was no rush.

Going at the Qi Refinement Third Layer would be stronger than at the first layer, right?

So he hesitated briefly before shaking his head, “Let’s talk about it another time. By the way, about your Spirit Gathering Array… what level of cultivators can cultivate using it?”

“Two at the Intermediate Level of Qi Refinement,” Yu Changqing replied without hiding anything, “This is a simplified version that our fellow disciples and I carry with us when we travel… it’s already sufficient.”

Feng Jun raised his chin, “If I wanted to buy it, would you sell it? Spirit Stones are not an issue.”

He really dared to say that, with a mere total of six and a half Spirit Stones, claiming Spirit Stones were not an issue.

“That… I’m sorry,” Yu Changqing apologized as she shook her head, “That’s not mine to sell, it’s property of the Sect, and it also has a tracking mark. Even if I sold it to you, the Sect would track it and retrieve it.”

“Are you kidding me?” Feng Jun’s face was one of shock, “Even a Spirit Gathering Array for the Intermediate Level of Qi Refinement… the Sect wants to track it?”

His expression was a bit too exaggerated, but Yu Changqing really took it seriously as she reluctantly replied, “It’s just a mark, but it’s still public property. If it’s found missing, they’ll definitely initiate retrieval.”

“Tsk,” Feng Jun sighed lightly, with regret in his voice, “The main thing is there are some karmic ties unfinished… then, do you have any foundational Immortal Cultivation Techniques?”

Now Yu Changqing was doubting whether with his cultivation level, he should be interested in such a low-grade Spirit Formation. Hearing him ask for foundational cultivation techniques, she felt relieved—if it was really about settling some karmic affairs, then it made sense.

She hesitated before answering, “Our Sect’s techniques cannot be disclosed. Moreover, I only have the Five Elements Transcendence Technique.”

“Five Elements Transcendence… that works,” Feng Jun said with a smile, “A very basic technique.”

It is not just basic; it is virtually common goods, with no requirement for aptitude, like the Basic Saber Technique in martial arts.

Furthermore, it was only a technique for the Transcendence phase. Once someone reached the peak of Transcendence, it was of no use. To advance to the Qi Refinement Realm, like Martial Cultivators entering the Qi Refinement Realm, one had to select a new technique.

Legitimate cultivators hardly desired to practice this technique. Even the Mortal Realm had once spread this technique widely. However, once the technique became too common, leading to excessive use of resources, the Immortal Family explicitly prohibited its practice among the mortals.

But even within the lands of the Immortal Family, many with poor aptitudes practiced this technique—if they had no hope of advancing their Qi cultivation by the age of twenty-five, maybe fortune would strike one day, and they could enter the Qi Refinement Realm at forty.

Once they entered the Qi Refinement Realm, living an additional thirty to fifty years was guaranteed. Even from a practical perspective, entering the Qi Refinement Realm would allow use of a Storage Bag.

So this technique, for cultivators, couldn’t even be considered a half-eaten rib; it was that negligible. Yu Changqing had no hesitations in telling Feng Jun about this.

Hearing that he felt the technique was acceptable, Yu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said, “I can give you that, and as for whom you teach it to, that is your concern.”

Even the most commonplace Immortal Cultivation technique was forbidden in the mortal world, and she didn’t want to deal with that trouble, so she chose to simply give the technique away.