Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 807 - Chapter 807 Chapter 807 Cutting off Future Troubles

Chapter 807: Chapter 807: Cutting off Future Troubles Chapter 807: Chapter 807: Cutting off Future Troubles Upon seeing the purple-golden eagle land, Feng Jun instinctively wanted to whip out the Mountain and River Seal and brutally finish it off.

But there was still that problem, conjuring the Mountain and River Seal would definitely cause fluctuations of Spiritual Energy.

Feng Jun’s body swayed as he risked danger, quietly flying towards the creature, still holding the Barrett in his hand.

He planned to hide his killing intent, getting close to the opponent at about two hundred meters, and then take a steady shot… or even three or four.

But he had only flown out just over a hundred meters when the purple-golden eagle seemed to detect his movement, its wings vibrating as it shot up into the sky.

In the mirage qi, Feng Jun couldn’t see its reaction, but given that they were less than four hundred meters apart, he could certainly feel the air currents from such a large eagle suddenly taking flight, especially since he was watching in that direction.

Was it really necessary to be so vigilant? He became even more speechless–how did this guy detect my approach?

Although his plan had failed, Feng Jun was not in a hurry. He subtly changed direction, slowly flying along while intermittently checking his mobile phone to see if the creature was following him.

Sure enough, the purple-golden eagle was still not far behind him. He was truly curious–was the mirage qi having no effect on it? Or was the power of hatred really that strong?

Curious as he was, he continued to fly forward at a leisurely pace. At this moment, he completely ignored any other potential danger, those were only possible threats, the one behind him was the real critical issue.

In order not to arouse suspicion from the feathered beast, he gradually increased his flying speed until he reached the spot where he had sprinkled Spiritual Wine the night before.

Ensuring that his follower was still behind him, he took out a cup of Spiritual Wine and sprinkled it once more, causing turmoil among the Spirit Beasts below–they had already developed a craving for it, and there hadn’t been any danger those two times.

Feng Jun saw a large group of Spirit Beasts rushing over and a cold smile formed on his lips. He pulled out a remote control and gently pressed it, then left that plane of existence.

His nightly sprinkling of Spiritual Wine wasn’t to create chaos, but to surreptitiously land and bury the explosives while the beasts were distracted. He had buried a total of five caches, each containing forty tons.

He refused to believe that these two hundred tons of explosives all detonated at once couldn’t kill the feathered creature.

Now that his development on the Earth Plane was going extremely well, unlike before, detonating the explosives didn’t require manual operation. Creating a few remote controls was really too simple–this was also one of the reasons he must seriously manage the Earth Realm.

When he left that plane, time stopped there for him, but it wasn’t absolute. He had similar experiences before–using explosives to ambush an Innate Expert by creating a timing discrepancy when he first arrived at Mount Zhige.

So, after watching the camera for three to four seconds on his mobile phone, when he entered the mobile phone plane again, he was met with the aftermath of an intense explosion and the scattered remnants of corpses flying everywhere.

His location was almost at the center of the five blast sites. The shockwave had already passed, but this explosion was so intense that it even tore through the pervasive mirage qi.

Feng Jun took half a second to adapt, then instinctively looked towards the purple-golden eagle’s position.

The purple-golden eagle was right above one of the blast sites, and the violent explosion had sent it flying dozens of meters into the air. Its momentum now spent, it was falling toward the ground.

Feng Jun waited another three seconds, and when the creature had fallen to a certain height, he darted over, his hand moving in a swift chop to sever its head. With a flick of his wrist, he collected its corpse, and then shot off like lightning.

This sudden explosion had caught everyone by surprise, let alone the Spirit Beasts–even the Human Cultivators hadn’t anticipated such an accident in the Spirit Beast camp. Many people on the city wall were directly knocked to the ground, and the Spirit Beasts also missed the opportunity to attack.

For the next half-day, both Cultivators and Spirit Beasts were trying to figure out what kind of accident had happened.

Meanwhile, Feng Jun quietly returned to his platform, continuing to lie low.

Since he chose the blast sites to be a good five miles from himself–he had been worried about blowing up the Pillar of Clouds–surprisingly, neither Cultivators nor wild beasts suspected him.

But this explosion had inflicted heavy casualties on the Spirit Beasts. Lured by the intoxicating scent of the wine, close to a hundred Spirit Beasts were killed or stunned by the blast, and even more were injured.

With such losses, the wild beasts could no longer bear it and launched a general attack the next day.

Yet the Pillar of Clouds where Feng Jun was located was curiously ignored by all the Spirit Beasts. The city wall was filled with the roar of battle, but his location remained unexpectedly peaceful–was the phrase “in the midst of chaos, find tranquility” appropriate here?

Feng Jun initially thought to continue lying low, feeling that occasionally releasing a Thunderclap Talisman to mark his presence was enough–protecting the Pillar of Clouds was also very necessary, and providing some fire support was already quite good.

But as the battle continued into the afternoon, upon seeing his comrades injured or killed by Spirit Beasts, with Xia Pingan even having his legs severed and barely clinging to life, he could no longer bear to stay back. Brandishing his long blade, he charged into the fray.

The battle dragged on till deep into the night before the Spirit Beasts reluctantly withdrew. Today, multiple sections of the city wall had been breached, and it was only thanks to the support of the second wave of reinforcements that we were able to hold out.

By this time, no one talked about merits anymore, nor did anyone mention profiting from Spirit Beast Materials. In just a single day, our side had suffered over four thousand casualties, with more than a thousand dying in direct combat.

Feng Jun visited Xia Pingan, and though he had mixed feelings about this reckless fellow, his valiant efforts today had not gone unnoticed. So, he pulled out a pill and said, “Here, I have an Endless Life Pill for you.”

The Endless Life Pill was indeed a treasure, worth… over twenty Spirit Stones. It could greatly replenish qi and vitality. If a limb were severed by a blade, as long as the limb remained, there was a fair chance it could be reattached.

As comrades-in-arms, it was generous of Feng Jun to offer such a pill.

Xia Pingan gave a wry smile, raised his hand in salute, and said, “Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I’m afraid I won’t be needing this. I have a younger brother named Xia Ningan, and I ask that you look out for him in the future.”

“Look after your own brother,” Feng Jun said, tossing the pill onto his body before turning to leave.

Today, he didn’t use a magic artifact and relied solely on his Long Blade to fight valiantly. He was mainly concerned that using a magic artifact would consume a large amount of Spiritual Energy and, moreover… why bother showing off?

In fact, after battling all afternoon and half the night using just his blade, his Spiritual Energy was nearly depleted. He needed to return to the Pillar of Clouds to properly recover.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke, the attack of the Spirit Beasts resumed. Feng Jun, without much thought, grabbed his blade and joined the fray. He fought until noon, and seeing that the intensity of the Spirit Beasts’ attack had lessened somewhat, he slipped away, saying, “I need to go back to the Pillar of Clouds to rest.”

Others had nothing to say against him. He was the Pillar of Clouds’ guardian, and participating in the fight was a favor, not an obligation–our side could retreat from the city wall to catch their breath when overwhelmed, an advantage the opposing side didn’t have.

In truth, Feng Jun still had about sixty percent of his Spiritual Energy remaining. However, that sixty percent was only enough to unleash two more strikes of the Falling Thunder Technique or the Mountain and River Seal.

As a flanking force, it was already good enough that he was there to assist. With the Spirit Beasts’ siege weakening, there was no point in exerting himself further, it might even come off as trying to steal the limelight from others. Better to go back and earnestly recover.

No sooner had he returned to the Pillar of Clouds, his brows furrowed slightly. Then he sat cross-legged, popping a Qi-Recovery Pill into his mouth.

After meditating for a while, he suddenly reached out towards the Yuntai and snatched forcefully, “Retreat!”

Only after returning to the Earth Plane did he take the time to inspect what he had grasped. It was a creature resembling a jellyfish, about ten feet in size when placed on the ground, with numerous tentacles underneath.

He genuinely didn’t recognize what it was, but his mobile phone had already informed him–it was the Sand Mirage King.

Mirage Insects, although not strong in combat, were still Spirit Beasts–their strengths did not lie in fighting.

The Sand Mirage King was a bona fide wild beast–strictly speaking, a Demon Beast.

Natural wild beasts were considered authentic, such as the Crimson Flame Eagle. Spirit Beasts like the Sand Mirage King, which grew into wild beasts, experienced a substantial increase in intelligence, leading many to refer to them as Demon Beasts.

Yet this creature was indeed cunning, having quietly arrived at the Pillar of Clouds while Feng Jun was away supporting the battle and even disguised itself on the Yuntai– amidst the fierce combat, no one would have noticed the Yuntai was slightly thicker.

To be frank, the realization that a creature akin to an Innate Expert was covertly lying in wait on the Pillar of Clouds he guarded, almost caused Feng Jun to break out in a cold sweat.

The Sand Mirage King had not anticipated that the High Tier of Qi Refinement Cultivator before it would discover its presence, and its purpose in hiding was not for such a minor cultivator. But as a result… it met with a tragic fate.

As Feng Jun was examining the Sand Mirage King, Feng Jing hurried over and said, “Cai Xin’s energy has stabilized. It seems she’ll be able to complete her cultivation in half a day or so… What is that, a giant jellyfish?”

“It’s not a jellyfish,” Feng Jun replied, putting away the Sand Mirage King with a smile, “It’s a Spirit Beast at the Innate level.”

“A Spirit Beast at the Innate level?” Feng Jing paused in surprise, but recalling that it wasn’t the first time he killed such a being, she didn’t express astonishment, instead saying with a smile, “You’re going to be alone out there after all, so take extra caution… Is it edible?”

Edible? Feng Jun blinked, then shook his head, “I don’t know. I don’t even know if it’s safe to eat, it seems poisonous… Seems like I need to study which Spirit Beasts are edible over there.”

He wasn’t overly concerned about Zhang Caixin’s advancement. Having seen it happen so often, he had grown accustomed to it–her goal was the Qi Refinement Realm, and since Gazi didn’t celebrate much after advancing to the Intermediate Level martial master, she probably didn’t want to be outdone by him, right?

However, he felt that a reward for Xiao Caixin was in order. “Tell Cai Xin that I’ve obtained a specific Cultivation Technique for her, and I hope she can advance to Qi Refinement soon… Alright, I’m heading over there now.”

Feng Jing was momentarily taken aback. She had intended to persuade him to recover here–after all, it was truly dangerous over there.