Chapter 521: Chapter 521 Magical Yimu
Feng Jun’s first act after leaving seclusion was to inform everyone that no celebration would be held this time. He simply said, “I have advanced only a small rank, those of you who wish to cultivate may do so now.”
No one was in a rush to cultivate. Everyone recounted the happenings of the past few days and also probed to find out what cultivation level Master had currently attained.
Feng Jun remained tight-lipped. It wasn’t that he found his Mid-stage Qi Refining level embarrassing; rather, it was because even the Mid-stage Qi Refining level from the mobile phone realm did not create as much commotion during cultivation— the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique simply consumed too many Spirit Stones.
After all, the Gathering Spirit Array Plate that Yu Changqing carried with him required only one Spirit Stone to operate, sufficient for two cultivators of the Intermediate Level to use simultaneously.
This rank advancement had used up many of the Spirit Stones in refinement, and Feng Jun was deeply aware of the resource strain—if not too many, once his three male disciples advanced into the Innate realm and all started using the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique, he truly wouldn’t be able to support them.
Finding new Immortal Cultivation Techniques was an inevitable task for him, so he preferred not to give everyone the wrong impression that the repercussions of cultivating to the Qi Refining Sixth Layer would be so immense.
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Soon after, Zhang Caixin went to the Bamboo Forest to cultivate. Ever since she had reached the fifth layer of the Mortal Transformation, she had followed Feng Jun to Chaoyang, and after returning, she had been waiting for him to advance in rank. She had not cultivated for over half a month and was feeling quite an itch to resume.
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Wang Haifeng and the other two wanted to ask Feng Jun why they couldn’t leech off the spiritual energy when he cultivated.
Was that so? Feng Jun found it puzzling. Considering back to when he cultivated in the mobile phone realm, it seemed he had also used the Gathering Spirit Array Plate to cultivate the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique. Mi Yunshan… seemed to have been able to leech off spiritual energy too, right?
But then he thought about it, the Heaven-Swallowing Formation was in fact a standard match for the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique. The technique’s efficiency would also increase to unimaginable extents, so… it seemed reasonable for them not to be able to leech any spiritual energy.
New situations like these always piqued Feng Jun’s interest. Therefore, he used spiritual energy to examine the three and discovered that this was indeed the case—their auras were not particularly stable.
Before advancing in rank, he had not looked into their conditions, so he couldn’t confirm whether their unstable auras were due to advancing too quickly without sufficient consolidation or if it was because of the influence of the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique.
The only way to determine the cause would be to wait for the next rank advancement.
Nevertheless, an unstable aura certainly needed to be stabilized, so he cautioned them not to cultivate in haste and recommended areas with less dense spiritual energy as more suitable for cultivation.
Xu Leigang proposed a bold hypothesis. What if they cultivated in an area with dense spiritual energy for a while and then in a less dense area? The former could help speed up the process, while the latter could be used for tempering. Would such a method of cultivation be good?
“You can try,” Feng Jun nodded in approval, “My way of cultivation may not be entirely suitable for you all. You two should learn from Lei Gang, cultivation is not just about relentless hard work, but also about finding the right methods.”
They nodded in agreement, and then Gazi spoke up, “Brother Jun, we were all affected by your cultivation next to the valley. What’s strange is that the little girl was able to adapt. Why is that?”
“She doesn’t need to cultivate,” Feng Jun answered instinctively, but then he paused, “Huh, that shouldn’t be either… Gazi, ask her to come over.”
Gu Jiahui quickly arrived, looking very healthy.
Feng Jun reached out to take her pulse. After five or six minutes, he couldn’t help but frown: Is this little girl recovering faster than I imagined?
Gu Jiahui had mostly recovered even before this, with her health going back to about eighty-five percent of what it was before the Paraquat poisoning. However, as the saying goes, “The last leg of a journey marks the halfway point,” and the closer to full recovery, the longer it takes.
Unless she recovers to ninety-five or ninety-six percent, at which point her own vitality would play a significant part, along with the conditioning of spiritual energy, there would be a quick recovery towards the end.
But in just these last eight days, her body had almost fully recovered to just over ninety percent. In another half a month or twenty days, she would be completely healed, which was twenty days to almost a month faster than he had anticipated.
This definitely indicated that something unusual had transpired. Feng Jun checked the ‘Nearby People’ with no abnormalities found—still a Yimu Physique with no increase in limit.
I mean, how could constitution change so randomly? Last time after she drank the Paraquat, her constitution mutated into a Jianggui Physique—though to be honest, Paraquat is pretty bizarre and indeed possesses the characteristics to alter constitutions.
Then upon further consideration, Feng Jun seemed to grasp the situation: What is the biggest trait of a Yimu Physique? Vitality! A strong desire to survive.
The Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique was domineering at its core, all about plundering. What would happen when such a plunderer encountered Yimu?
Strong winds would erode rocks and create mighty waves upon meeting water streams; years of wind and sun can even dull metal weapons.
But strong winds cannot harm trees and grasses, for even if they break the trees, new sprouts would still emerge from the roots.
In fact, as a student hailing from a small county town, Feng Jun was quite aware that wind is a plant’s friend. Strong winds might impact crops and fruit trees, but without wind—in greenhouses—the crops wouldn’t grow robustly, and the fruit trees were prone to losing fruit.
This is the so-called “No great tree grows from a greenhouse.”
All these digressions aside, in the specific case of Gu Jiahui, it seemed likely that the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique had stimulated her Yimu attribute, and facing adversity, the pursuit of vitality might have accelerated her recovery even more.
After much consideration, Feng Jun felt his guess was likely correct, thinking the Yimu attribute was truly remarkable. Zhang Caixin was full of Water Attribute but just couldn’t withstand the influence of the Devouring Primordial Heaven Technique.
Of course, the water attribute also has its unique aspects where it doesn’t quite match up to the other attributes. Even without considering the special trait, its other characteristics are quite remarkable…
Speaking of that special trait, one can’t help but mention Sister Hong and Feng Jing.
Trailing behind everyone else, Sister Hong thought about her sister practicing in the bamboo forest and looked at Feng Jing. In a low voice, she asked, “Teacher Mei, you’ve been teaching non-stop for so many days. Now that you’ve finally got some time, why aren’t you seizing the chance to practice cultivation?”
Teacher Mei was somewhat annoyed by this worldly concern, but she replied calmly, “If you want to go, then go. I took time off to spend more time with Feng Jun… I have a public office and a family. I can’t afford to be as leisurely as you all are.”
“Keep fooling yourself,” Sister Hong scoffed at her words, “Feng Jun can absorb so much spiritual energy, there must be even more within his body… Teacher Mei, you really know how to focus on the essentials.”
Director Mei blinked, quickly digesting her insinuation, and with slightly parted lips, she faintly uttered two words, “How shameless.”
“As if you’re not shameless,” Sister Hong gave her a ‘I’ve seen through you’ look and disdainfully said, “If you weren’t shameless, you’d go to the bamboo forest to practice cultivation, and give me the chance instead.”
Feng Jing hadn’t really thought that much about it; she just cherished the time spent with him.
However, upon hearing Zhang Weihong’s words, she had to admit that she had a point, so she asked quietly, “What exactly are you trying to say?”
Sister Hong fixed her gaze ahead, speaking without moving her lips, “The first half of the night is mine, the second half is yours.”
“Why should I agree to that?” Feng Jing couldn’t accept this condition, “You can stay up late; I can’t. The first half of the night…is mine!”
Sister Hong looked at her with a mocking gaze, “You can’t stay up late, you wake up earlier… and then you want to continue? That’s wishful thinking.”
Feng Jing didn’t want to argue with her and, after a moment’s hesitation, she suggested, “How about we let him choose?”
“If he were to choose, he’d definitely choose you,” Sister Hong huffed, “You’re not around often, while I’ve practically made this place my home.”
“I spend most of my time here too,” Feng Jing felt that Sister Hong was being unreasonable, “How about we do it together, then?”
Sister Hong was taken aback and shot her a sidelong glance, “Together then, together… I’m not afraid of you.”
In reality, desiring is human nature, true for both men and women. Once unleashed, women can go even further than men.
Feng Jing’s reaction may have seemed like a moment of anger, but in truth, her last unsuccessful endeavor in the bamboo forest had introduced her to a different kind of thrill; she just needed a reason to set herself free…
The next morning, at ten o’clock, Feng Jun finally showed up in the front building, looking somewhat exhausted.
Yang Yuxin had been waiting for him and had not noticed his state, “Master, Xiao Hui said you took her pulse yesterday. How is she doing?”
“Better than expected,” Feng Jun sat down, replying listlessly, “She has quite a unique physique.”
After struggling all night without sleep and almost rubbing my skin raw, those two weren’t exactly opponents, but it was exhausting to deal with Sister Hong’s biting remarks at the end, and then Teacher Mei, not wanting to seem inferior…
What did I do to deserve this? Is it my fault for being handsome?
Yang Yuxin moved closer, batting her eyelashes as she asked, “What kind of physique does Xiao Hui have? What’s so special about it?”
As her understanding of Feng Jun deepened, her desire to have her daughter follow him in cultivation grew. She believed that, even if her late husband were still alive, he would probably support her decision — after all, cultivation and schooling don’t necessarily have to conflict, right?
Feng Jun, having been frazzled all night, was immune to interactions with the opposite sex. He hesitated before answering, “In any case, she has a good physique.”
Just then, Li Shishi came over and, upon seeing Yang Yuxin practically leaning on Feng Jun’s shoulder, she coughed lightly, “President Feng, General Mou called earlier. He said fifty Boiler Camel Motorcycles could be delivered this afternoon.”
“Oh? That’s great news,” Feng Jun smiled, “Get me some breakfast. Five pounds of fried dough sticks, and ten large bowls of stewed noodles…”
Logically speaking, supplying fifty finished products straight after only making three prototypes isn’t very responsible in terms of application. However, compared to modern industry, the Boiler Camel Motorcycle is rather simple.
Mou Miao had already manufactured nearly a thousand Boiler Camel Motorcycles, overseeing its development from nothing to something. With the technical workers supported by the Wang Family, not having this little confidence would be a disservice to the trust placed in her by Feng Jun.
With the Boiler Camel Motorcycles soon to be in place, Feng Jun began to prepare for his mobile phone domain trip. The first thing he needed to do was to charge the Stone Ring, and not just a little bit either.
After all, he would soon be facing the brother of Yu Changqing…