Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 672 - Chapter 672 Chapter 672 2 and 1

Chapter 672: Chapter 672: 2 and 1 Chapter 672: Chapter 672: 2 and 1 Tang Wenji’s mode of transportation needs no mention–it was that Harley motorcycle.

Actually, the bike wasn’t too bad; she “only spent” 350,000 yuan to buy it.

She also had a Shinra brand car at home, but if she wanted to slip away secretly, she had no choice but to ride the motorcycle.

To be riding a motorcycle in the dead of winter, what a unique life experience that had to be–further description is unnecessary.

Tang Wenji was at the martial master’s cultivation level, far more resistant to the cold than ordinary people, but after riding for half an hour, she couldn’t help it, “I need to install a cold-proof cover on the handlebars.”

“I have one here,” Feng Jun said, passing a pair of covers from the back seat for her to strap onto the motorcycle’s handlebars.

Twenty minutes later, “I need a pair of knee pads, the down-filled kind.”

Feng Jun handed her the knee pads from the back seat, “I don’t have down-filled ones, only sheepskin ones with wool inside.”

Another twenty minutes passed, “Ah, no good, my ankles are freezing to death. How about we find a place to rest for a bit?”

Feng Jun was speechless, “All right, you’d better wrap up in a blanket and sit in the back. I’ll drive.”

“Come on, put on my helmet… I mean, are you sure it’s okay for you to drive without a helmet?”

The pair made their way to Weiyu Cave Heaven with intermittent conversation.

Feng Jun was already quite familiar with Weiyu Cave Heaven; after settling Tang Wenji in the hotel to rest, he went out alone to test the small tower at various locations.

Regrettably, the small tower remained mostly just a person’s height here.

Feng Jun had mentally prepared for this; Weiyu Cave Heaven, despite being touted as the second Dongtian, was essentially a place for discussion rather than for cultivators to practice.

The abundance of the Earth Vein here could vary greatly, but it was normal to lack it entirely as well.

He selected several locations and carefully examined them with his mobile phone, taking the opportunity to place and test the small tower whenever there were no people around.

The area around Weiyu Mountain was almost fully developed, teeming with people everywhere. Scanning with a mobile phone was convenient, but it made testing the small tower quite bothersome.

Once, Feng Jun saw a rare moment with no people around and was about to release the small tower. Fortunately, thanks to a momentary flash of insight, he first used his mobile phone to search for “nearby CCTV cameras.” At the entrance of a small shop sixty meters away, there indeed stood a camera pointed right at him.

Due to these inconveniences, his testing was fraught with interruptions, but he wasn’t in a hurry at all because his trip to Maoshan had already proven that Earth Veins not only existed but also had certain effects on the Black Colt Tower.

If this weren’t the case, he wouldn’t bother traveling all over the country.

Thus, he was quite patient, conducting tests on all five peaks of Weiyu Mountain until nightfall.

Arranging accommodation was… actually a bit of trouble.

To keep his movements secretive, Feng Jun even stowed his mobile phone in his Storage Bag. Naturally, he wouldn’t register his identity at the hotel, so he had to rely on Tang Wenji to check in using her ID, and they could only register for one room.

Of course, Feng would not expect her to book a single room, nor even a standard room–the only option was a suite.

When Tang Wenji first heard this request, she was quite surprised, but after Feng Jun explained the reasons, she expressed understanding and even jokingly said with a hint of seriousness, “If you’re short on money, I don’t mind booking a single room.”

Feng Jun had been around the block a time or two, especially in bars, and he could tell when a woman was interested in him, whether intentionally or not. He was very sure that if he showed interest, the Little Celestial Master would likely not resist.

But what for? Maintaining the status quo was fine, and besides, the Little Celestial Master had a fair number of Taoists under her command. If he were to do something to her, he wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences–she might bring a whole string of complications with her.

So he firmly stated that he wanted a suite, and money was no issue.

In fact, Tang Wenji was quite curious about his secretive actions and wasn’t pleased to be left out. So she took the opportunity to make a request, “I can book the suite for you, but you have to include me in what you’re doing.”

Feng Jun casually replied, “Actually, I don’t even have to stay in a hotel. Do you really think… I wouldn’t have brought a tent with me?”

Tang Wenji could only sulk in silence. Feng Jun could leave her behind at any time–what could she say?

After a night in Weiyu Mountain, early the next morning, they rode the motorcycle back North, heading straight for Wangwu Mountain.

Tang Wenji questioned his itinerary, “Why didn’t you go to Wangwu Mountain first when you were in Zhengyang? This route plan is very illogical.”

Feng Jun couldn’t be bothered to explain, so he simply gunned the throttle and arrived back in Zhengyang that same day.

Although he returned to Zhengyang, he didn’t go back to Luohua Manor. Instead, he checked into a suite at the Penglai Grand Hotel–using Tang Wenji’s ID again.

In the early hours of the morning, he stealthily visited the manor to find everything was normal before quietly departing.

The next day, the two made their way to Wangwu Mountain.

Unlike Maoshan and Weiyu Mountain, Wangwu was a true high mountain, and at this moment in the dead of winter, heavy snow closed off the paths.

Feng Jun was set to investigate Wangwu Cave Mansion–the one with the faint ethereality of heaven among the ten great Cave Heavens–and as it was a true mountain, this was a place he would not miss.

For him, the heavy snow sealing the mountain wasn’t a problem, but what’s truly unfortunate is that he didn’t know the exact location of Wangwu Dongtian.

As he was fretting over this, Tang Wenji spoke up, “I’ve been to Wangwu Cave Mansion before, and I also know the area where they might have set up the Spirit Gathering Array. Would you like me to lead the way?”

Feng Jun really didn’t want her to meddle in his affairs, but in the end, he agreed.

Wangwu was even further north than Zhengyang, and to say that heavy snow sealed the mountain was no exaggeration. Although there was a fair amount of soil and rock colors on the mountain aside from the vast white snow, there were many sections of the mountain road with snow accumulation, and where there wasn’t snow, there might be ice instead.

The mountain gate at Wangwu was already closed, with no one permitted to enter or exit. Occasionally, a vehicle would come and go, but it was usually the guard’s car, or one delivering vegetables to the mountain.

Tang Wenji mentioned that the Wangwu Cave Mansion had already stocked up on food for winter. Even if the mountain were sealed by snow for three months, they could stay put without descending the mountain.

As for a lack of vegetables? That wasn’t a problem. They had stored plenty of cabbages, carrots, potatoes, tomato sauce, and in case of emergency, they could also soak and sprout beans.

The mountain gate was at least thirty miles away from the faint ethereality of heaven. From top to bottom, it was desolate, with hardly a soul to be seen.

At this time, going up the mountain during the day was definitely inappropriate. Feng Jun and Tang Wenji returned to the city, each buying a white down jacket, then once night fell, they came back to the mountain gate.

Under the illumination of the accumulated snow, the night view of Wangwu Mountain was quite clear. However, at this point, they disregarded much, bypassing the mountain gate and dashing along the mountain road.

But truly, walking on the mountain path was extremely draining, not to mention doing so in the ice and snow.

At her young age, the Little Celestial Master was already a martial master–the foremost among the young people of Maoshan, with a very solid foundation. But even so, she nearly fell over seven or eight times.

Strictly speaking, she wasn’t so weak, but Feng Jun’s pace was too fast, and being competitive, she always tried to keep up with his rhythm.

Feng Jun was aware of the gap between them and has been intentionally slowing down for her. Yet she managed to keep up and unconsciously, he slightly increased his pace.

As a result, Tang Wenji began to suffer.

The fast pace of the journey resulted in rapid exhaustion and unsteady footing. Each close fall and stabilization of her body consumed more energy.

Finally, they reached a stretch of road where a large section had become ice, probably spanning seven to eight hundred meters.

Tang Wenji, gasping for breath, suggested, “How about… we take a break?”

Feng Jun shook his head, “Taking a break can easily dampen the spirit, and we still have over ten miles to go… Okay, just get on my back.”

Tang Wenji didn’t hesitate and hugged onto his back right away, giggling, “Riding on the back of someone stronger than me feels quite fulfilling.”

“That choice of words is a bit inappropriate,” Feng Jun didn’t plan to dump her, but a bit of verbal teasing was no issue, “Riding me is not supposed to be like this. This is called piggybacking.”

“Is your piggybacking usually this pretty?” Tang Wenji reached out and pinched his ear, then kicked her legs on his thighs, “Aren’t you moving? It’s almost dawn.”

Quite the unconventional Little Celestial Master, she dared to interact with a Great Cultivator at the Qi Refinement Realm as if he were just an ordinary person, with no hint of respect.

But the next moment, she exclaimed in surprise, “Eh? You can actually… You can really fly?”

Feng Jun had been climbing up the mountain, already impatient; if it weren’t for looking after her, he would’ve already reached the destination and begun testing.

So after carrying her, he soared into the sky and flew over.

Tang Wenji really wasn’t faint-hearted, but now being carried through the air, she couldn’t help but feel a bit jittery, clutching Feng Jun tightly with her hands and feet.

Flying through the air, the cold wind whipping across their faces brought a bone-chilling coldness, which was just enough to counteract the heat from her laborious climb up the mountain, allowing her to just about bear it for the time being.

When she felt she could no longer endure it, Feng Jun landed and said in a low voice, “Alright, we’re here.”

The pair didn’t land on the road but on a gentle slope of the mountain covered in snow. The slope wasn’t too slippery thanks to the snow, unlike the icy mountain paths.

Tang Wenji jumped off Feng Jun and vigorously rubbed her face then stamped her feet. She looked around and said softly, “Wait a moment, I need to get my bearings… this snow is truly troublesome.”

She discerned carefully for a while, then pointed at a dense pine forest in the distance, “Past that patch of trees should be the entrance to Wangwu Cave Mansion, but be careful. It’s better not to go through the forest. The last time I was here, I heard someone got trapped in it.”

“A formation?” Feng Jun’s brow furrowed slightly, but he wasn’t too worried about formations. Even if it were an unfamiliar one, if necessary, he could just blast it open with explosives, “There’s about two miles left, just wait here for me.”

Tang Wenji looked at him pitifully, “Can’t I go with you?”

Feng Jun shook his head and answered with a smile, “We’ll leave footprints.”

Tang Wenji was about to say something when she suddenly looked up at the sky, “It’s snowing!”

(Updated, calling for monthly tickets.)