Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 841 - Chapter 841 Chapter 841 Arrangement (Three more for monthly

Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Arrangement (Three more for monthly pass) Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Arrangement (Three more for monthly pass) Feng Jun considered himself a person of discernment and had a particular fondness for others who were discerning. Hearing what Feng Tianyang said, he didn’t argue.

He just smiled, “Alright then, I’ll give you two more Sweet Dew Talismans. Do you have thirty million in the monastery now?”

“Where would there be so much money in the mountains?” Feng Tianyang laughed bitterly, “I could scrape together ten million at most.”

Damn it! Feng Jun looked around incredulously and asked, “There’s ten million in cash inside Xuande Cave Heaven?”

He truly believed there could be ten million in assets–not to mention magic artifacts or magical treasures, any one of those would exceed the amount–but many items inside the temples were very valuable, especially those for specific, ceremonial, commemorative purposes.

But ten million in cash? He really didn’t believe it– even with WeChat transfers, there was a limit of two hundred thousand.

“Not so much cash,” Feng Tianyang said with a faint smile, “There are some antiques, Daoist scriptures, Jade artifacts, and Gold and Silver… It’s never wrong for monks to keep some hard currency on hand.”

Now that made sense. Feng Jun felt this answer was in line with his understanding and spread his hands, “Then how will you give me thirty million?”

“Go down to the city and find a bank to transfer the money,” Feng Tianyang answered without hesitation. “If you want cash, there are Great Lay Buddhists at my monastery. I can make a call, and you can withdraw the money there… After all, you have a Storage Bag.”

His last few words were truly filled with various emotions.

Feng Jun laughed, “Never mind, I only deal with you. Those Great Lay Buddhists are your resources, and I’m not that interested in them.”

His sights were now set very high. How many Great Lay Buddhists could there be near Mount Taibai?

How great could they be? Did any of them have assets of a billion?

The only places he was interested in now were those first-tier cities and, beyond them, the sub-provincial cities.

It wasn’t about despising the poor and loving the rich; it was simply that resources and prospects were clearly laid out, and the feng shui and fortunes were evident at a glance.

Feng Tianyang was indeed a straightforward person, “Then I can go with you to transfer the money… but let’s play for another two days.”

And so Feng Jun spent another day at Mount Taibai.

On the third day at noon, the situation at the mountaintop continued to be good, and he didn’t want to wait any longer. He called Hua Hua and said their farewells together.

Hua Hua was cleaning up little bugs on the mountaintop, and it wasn’t completed yet. However, the number of bugs had significantly decreased, and in another three or four days, the task would be finished. The flying insects it had brought with it were also getting used to the place, and no major mistakes were expected to occur.

Besides, King Crow was keeping watch. Hua Hua didn’t plan on carrying it on its back this time when it left–if it couldn’t remember the way back, then it shouldn’t come back.

Feng Tianyang really wanted to keep him, but Feng Jun insisted on leaving no matter what and then left behind two more Sweet Dew Talismans.

Feng Tianyang didn’t have the nerve to refuse this clan member, and simply said wait for me, I’ll go down the mountain with you to transfer the money.

“No need,” said Feng Jun decisively. “When you’ve used up your Sweet Dew Talismans and want new ones, just bring the money to Luohua Manor to find me.”

This was essentially extending credit for three talismans, not just giving away two.

Why would Feng Tianyang agree to such a demand? He argued that if Feng Jun continued like this, how could Xuande Cave Heaven interact with Luohua Manor in the future?

He had plans to follow the successful, but taking such advantage seemed too petty, didn’t it?

Feng Jun didn’t listen to him and started walking out, “If you feel like you’re taking advantage, then help me inquire about Kunlun Sect Gate. If you do find out… I’ll give Xuande Cave Heaven a Spirit Gathering Array.”

Before, he wouldn’t have conducted his affairs in such a high-profile manner, let alone give away a Spirit Gathering Array; he wouldn’t even admit that he knew about such a thing.

But now… Since he’d reached the stage of transcendence, even if he still needed to keep a low profile, he should let certain people in those small circles know that Luohua Manor wasn’t to be trifled with.

Since he found Feng Tianyang agreeable and they were from the same clan, he found an excuse to offer the other party a Spirit Gathering Array–of course, only if he could actually find the Kunlun Sect Gate.

In fact, if Feng Jun really wanted to find the gate, he could have forcefully detained a few people last time and likely could have obtained a rough idea–he wasn’t without the capability, it was just that he didn’t want to completely destroy what was left of the Huaxia Daoist Sects.

If he discovered the sect gate and then didn’t seek trouble with them, wouldn’t that be undermining his own reputation?

Now, by letting the word out and asking someone else to inquire, it was different. It sent a clear message to Kunlun: I’ve got my eye on you.

By doing this, Feng Jun was certainly giving Xuande Cave Heaven a chance and taking care of the discerning members of his own clan. But at the same time, wasn’t he also giving Kunlun time to choose how to respond?

If they are clear-cut about it, they just have to come. But if they want to back down, they’d better hurry up.

After all, releasing this news wouldn’t benefit Feng Jun much; it might even bring him fatal trouble.

However, if Kunlun really thought about taking action, the others in Luohua Manor would be much safer. Until they managed to kill him, the Mountain Master, Kunlun probably wouldn’t recklessly attack anyone else, or the consequences would be far too grave.

“Kunlun Sect Gate?” Feng Tianyang’s eyebrows lifted at the mention, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded, “I’ll find out as soon as possible… Should I investigate blatantly or carefully?”

“Really a clever person,” Feng Jun said with a smile, glancing at him, “Just let nature take its course…”

Now that Feng Jun had promised the Spirit Gathering Array, Feng Tianyang was truly as happy as one could be. He didn’t even dare to insist on paying the 30 million–what if it annoyed the man? That would be unlucky.

Nevertheless, he respectfully escorted Feng Jun down the mountain, even beyond the county borders.

However, Feng Jun had only driven about forty kilometers when he received another call from Feng Tianyang.

Feng Zhizhang asked over the phone, “Mountain Master Feng, do you have any longevity pills? Someone is willing to pay a high price for them.”

It turned out to be a Great Lay Buddhist from Xuande Cave Heaven who had been forewarned by Feng Tianyang to prepare some cash, just in case it was needed.

30 million in cash? The Great Lay Buddhist was a bit doubtful. He didn’t distrust the other party–he knew that Xuande Cave Heaven was wealthy. He was really curious, who was it that could make Feng Zhizhang pull out such a sum of money?

He tried to inquire a bit, but Feng Tianyang was tight-lipped. He didn’t want to press too hard, thinking to himself that when the person who was supposed to bring the money arrived, he would find out more then.

But today, Feng Tianyang told him the cash was no longer needed, the person had already left.

The Great Lay Buddhist was a bit unhappy: Master Feng, you said you needed the money, and I immediately got it for you–all 30 million. Now you just casually say “don’t need it”? Are you playing with me?

Feng Tianyang felt a bit embarrassed, so he took the initiative to explain. It’s not that I’m playing with you, it’s just that the expert was truly impressive–small change like this didn’t catch his eye at all, and he adamantly refused to take it. If I had insisted, he might have turned hostile.

The Great Lay Buddhist grew more curious. How impressive was this person? Who exactly is he?

Feng Tianyang still didn’t reveal any information about Feng Jun, only saying that this person was a true expert, calling him the number one in Huaxia’s Cultivation Path wouldn’t be an overstatement–he’s a proper cultivator.

The Great Lay Buddhist admired cultivators, especially with Feng Tianyang’s high praise, and since he also had a concern, he asked if this person could help with longevity. My mother-in-law is not doing well lately.

Feng Tianyang knew what was going on with his mother-in-law and said, I can ask for you, but to request his help, you need to have something that will move him, and knowing you… you don’t have what he needs.

The two were really close. Feng Zhizhang himself managed Xuande Cave Heaven and knew what cultivators valued most.

The Great Lay Buddhist asked with a smile: Wouldn’t money do the trick? He didn’t accept your 30 million, but that doesn’t mean he won’t take mine.

Feng Tianyang jestingly bit back, Do you know what kind of house he lives in? A Jade house!

Just the materials of that house alone are worth hundreds of billions. Of course, if you were to actually dismantle it and sell the materials, the domestic jade market would certainly plummet dramatically.

The Great Lay Buddhist was taken aback; although he was wealthy, he wasn’t at the level of hundreds of billions. Yet, hearing about such capabilities, he became even more eager to make contact and said, then please ask for me.

Feng Tianyang didn’t decline because he had a feeling–from Feng Jun’s interest in the sales model of the Inquiry Tea, it seemed he might be short on money.

Isn’t there a saying to never consider others fools? There are just too many clever people in the world.

Of course, the money Feng Jun was short of wasn’t a mere thirty or fifty million. Haven’t you heard? For a billion, he would be willing to sell a Storage Bag!

So, Feng Tianyang made the call, asking Feng Jun if he was interested in taking on such a deal.

Feng Jun pondered before asking, “What does this person plan to use for settlement?”

Feng Tianyang hesitated before relaying, “This person’s family, they don’t really have anything of value… I know him well, it’s likely going to be a cash settlement.”

Feng Jun chuckled at that, “Is this person very wealthy?”

“Somewhat wealthy,” Feng Tianyang answered with a smile, “He has mining operations, fairly affluent in cash reserves. He can easily pull out three to five billion, and for major matters, gathering ten or twenty billion wouldn’t be an issue.”

“It does warrant consideration,” Feng Jun was indeed a bit short on money–his money had all been converted into Gold.

He mused for a moment before asking, “What’s with his mother-in-law, what longevity is needed?”

On this matter, Feng Tianyang was quite clear. The Great Lay Buddhist himself had only been a minor rich man, relying on his wife’s family fortune, and his mother-in-law had been very kind to him, treating him like her own son.

His mother-in-law, from her laborious youth, had accumulated a lot of health issues. She wasn’t even seventy yet, but she was so worn out she didn’t look like herself anymore. While she had no major illnesses, she was constantly plagued with minor ones, and no amount of doctoring made a difference.

Feng Tianyang, having been raised on Mount Taibai, was half a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and had treated the Great Lay Buddhist’s mother-in-law before. His diagnosis was much the same as the others’: her vitality was exhausted; it was simply her time.

The Great Lay Buddhist had money now and bought all kinds of tonics recklessly.

However, these tonics weren’t something to be taken haphazardly. His mother-in-law took them with caution, gradually increasing the dose, but in the end, she became so weak she couldn’t handle them anymore. She had to stop taking them and nearly caused a serious incident.

That’s why they say if you overwork yourself when you’re young, it’s nearly impossible to recover in old age.

(Beginning of the month three chapters, loudly calling for the minimum monthly votes.)