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Chapter 981 - Chapter 981 Chapter 981 Discussing the Dao (Third Update to

Chapter 981: Chapter 981: Discussing the Dao (Third Update to Celebrate the New Year, Seeking Monthly Passes) Chapter 981: Chapter 981: Discussing the Dao (Third Update to Celebrate the New Year, Seeking Monthly Passes) Feng Jun has the right to boast, but those of Kunlun dare not to brag, “Our glorious Kunlun heritage has spanned thousands of years, full of wonders beyond your imagination”–it is far too easy for such stubborn defiance to spark a confrontation.

Yu Baiyi had a sudden inspiration and spoke up, “Please forgive us, Venerable Feng. The main issue is that our Sect Leader is still in closed-door training, and we generally do not wish to cause too much of a disturbance. I have a suggestion… how about this: when the Sect Leader finishes his retreat, we will report to him and let him decide?”

Feng Jun looked at Elder Tang and gave a cold smile, “Didn’t you say you could take charge of Kunlun on his behalf?”

The Grand Elder spread his hands helplessly, replying with resignation, “Such a significant matter is not something I can decide on my own.”

So unappreciative of the face given! Feng Jun’s expression darkened and he spoke sharply, “I’m offering this condition, you must accept it whether you like it or not. The people of Kunlun come and go through my Luohua Manor as if it were empty space, flitting in and out…”

“The last time I did not want to make a fuss and did not settle the account with you, and as a result, you came to bully me again. If I cannot freely stroll about Kunlun, I’m afraid others would think they’ve encountered a fake transcendent Venerable, right?”

The three Qi-Refining Practitioners from Kunlun looked at each other, speechless for the moment.

What could they say, that Luohua lacks a solid foundation and slack management? They guessed… a fight would probably break out right away, wouldn’t it?

Moreover, they truly could understand Feng Jun’s feelings. Kou Laozhong’s wanton acts of violence in Luohua Manor had put Kunlun at a great disadvantage, rendering them morally indefensible.

The most fatal aspect was that the previous matters had not been entirely settled, and now they had provoked Feng Jun once more.

Yu Baiyi glanced at the severed head he was holding and sighed involuntarily, “I regret it…why didn’t I hack you to thousands of pieces?”

Shen Qingyi approached the Grand Elder and whispered, “Why not consult with the Sect Leader?”

Elder Tang was initially taken aback, then nodded in realization, “Indeed, this matter requires consulting with the Sect Leader… Venerable Feng, how about you return for now? Once there is a result, we will proactively contact you.”

“It’s pointless to give me that excuse,” Feng Jun scoffed disdainfully, “It’s nothing more than a tactic to buy time. I am well-rooted in The Secular World… in playing these games, I am stronger than you.”

“That’s not the case,” Yu Baiyi shook his head staunchly denying, “We cannot contact the Sect Leader while he is in retreat, but he must rest and recuperate at least once or twice a year, even though the timing may be uncertain.”

Feng Jun shook his head and flatly stated, “I am not interested in how he spends his retreat. All I know is that I cannot leave this time empty-handed… I am giving you one day to prepare. Tomorrow at noon, if the gates of Kunlun Sect Gate don’t open, don’t blame me for not being polite.”

Elder Tang looked at him gravely, “What do you intend by not being polite?”

Feng Jun offered a faint smile, “Ha… you guess?”

Elder Tang could no longer restrain himself and spoke earnestly, “Venerable Feng, I greatly respect your profound cultivation, but at the same time, I must also say that Kunlun’s inheritance has stood for thousands of years, not by mere fortune…”

“In this age of decline for Daoist Sects, a resurgence has begun. Our two houses should join forces in strength, leaving behind a splendid tale, and strive to become emblematic figures in the revival of Daoist Sects. To expend resources and energy on internal strife is not merely a pity but also a tremendous waste.”

Feng Jun waved his hand and replied indifferently, “You don’t need to teach me how to live my life. I’m not afraid to speak boldly, relying on Kunlun alone, you wouldn’t waste too much of my resources… As a Cultivator, is it wrong to seek clarity in one’s thoughts?”

“As a distinguished Venerable, if even my thoughts can’t be clear, then what’s the point of being a Venerable!”

The people of Kunlun fell silent; although not lacking in eloquence, they genuinely had no response.

Feng Jun ignored them, turned around to face the defensive formation, retracted it with a wave of his hand, then summoned the Time Shuttle and gestured to the onlookers to come aboard.

Smith and Xu Mansha boarded under Cai Chunfeng’s watchful eyes, and eventually, even Xiao Qi boarded the Time Shuttle.

Feng Jun piloted the Time Shuttle away, glancing back indifferently just before leaving and remarked, “Remember…before noon tomorrow.”

Taking his group with him, he left. The four from Kunlun stood bewilderedly in their place.

After a long while, Elder Tang released a Qing Xiaozi’s lotus and heaved a sigh, “Let’s go, we’ll talk more when we’re back.”

Upon returning to the inn, Feng Jun and the others found themselves with nothing to do and naturally began to discuss the way of cultivation.

For Cultivators, discourse on the Path of Cultivation is an extremely important practice. While Dao Cultivators refine themselves, it differs from solitary refinement. They require guidance, the clash of thoughts, and inspiration from others.

Feng Jun was not very familiar with Earth Realm’s cultivation system. During his time as a martial master and Innate Expert, to assimilate the realm of information from his mobile phone, he had studied some Daoist texts, but mostly in the context of Martial Cultivators.

Of course, since it’s about cultivation, the differences between the two realms were not too great, but he did not want to speak rashly.

Not to mention, the difference in terminology between the realms made it inconvenient for him to speak offhandedly–in the Earth Realm, only Luohua Manor would use the term “Transcend Mortality Phase”, while other Daoist Sects would refer to it as the “Nourishing Qi Phase”.

But as luck would have it, everyone was gathered around him, clearly thinking that listening to the theories of an ascetic practitioner would benefit their own cultivation.

Feng Jun saw this and simply took out his mobile phone, browsing on his own.

Others assumed he cherished his modest possessions and sighed inwardly, but there was nothing else they could do–prejudices between schools were universal.

After browsing his phone for over half an hour, Feng Jun suddenly spoke up, “Qing Xiaozi, you should no longer pursue the Alchemy Dao in the future. You’ve already accumulated a considerable amount of pill poison, which will experience a violent outbreak in about two years.”

Already into his seventies, Qing Xiaozi was taken aback at first, but then he stood up and bowed, “Elder Feng truly has discerning eyes, and I am convinced. But alas… the Alchemy Dao goes against nature’s order. It’s too late to stop now; the pill poison will backfire regardless.”

“Is that so?” Feng Jun was initially startled, then smiled, “Alright, forget I said anything… I’m not very familiar with the Alchemy Dao.”

This was the truth; he was indeed not well-versed in the Alchemy Dao and was unaware that this school had a method of using poison to suppress poison. He only knew that the other’s body wouldn’t be able to contain the pill poison much longer and deduced it would be within two years.

He admitted his ignorance, yet Qing Xiaozi was a friend of Dong Zenghong. The heir of Ghost Valley had intended to set up the Spirit Gathering Array at Luofu.

Dong Zenghong glared at Qing Xiaozi with irritation–won’t you ever speak properly? He was trying to offer you guidance!

It has to be said, the strategies of Ghost Valley were indeed renowned. He had concocted an entire scenario in his mind.

Realizing this, Qing Xiaozi was startled. Knowing what Dong Zenghong was capable of and admiring his wisdom, his visit to Kunlun was also at Dong Zenghong’s invitation–to broaden his horizons and to get to know Feng Jun.

He immediately caught on and bowed to Feng Jun again, “My wisdom is limited, and I am like a frog in a well. Please don’t blame me for speaking hastily… By saying this, you must have some excellent detoxification method, right?”

Feng Jun shook his head, “There is a method to detoxify, but it’s too expensive. You wouldn’t be able to afford it.”

Qing Xiaozi’s lips twitched. If this had been said a day earlier, he would not have accepted it–when it comes to wealth, Luofu Mountain might lose to Wudang, but it wouldn’t be inferior to any other Cave Heaven or blessed land.

But after seeing Feng Jun take out ten Spirit Stones to prevent accidental injuries to others, he realized that his assets were no match.

Could the entire Luofu Mountain be sold for ten Spirit Stones? This was the true wealth of a cultivator, unrelated to secular riches.

So he wasn’t angry but bowed even more respectfully, “I request that Elder Feng please teach me.”

“I really don’t know much about the Alchemy Dao,” Feng Jun said honestly. At his level, admitting ignorance in certain areas wasn’t shameful–the real shame was in feigning knowledge.

He did have a constructive suggestion, though, “I’ve heard of a Cultivation Technique that can transfer pill poison out of the body. It seems to be called something like External Pill Poison Dao, or something along those lines… Can’t you consider it?”

Qing Xiaozi’s eyes widened in astonishment, his white beard trembling with excitement, “Indeed, there is such a technique… May I ask who mentioned this, Elder Feng?”

Feng Jun smiled, “Sorry, I really can’t say, but I’m sure they’re not related to the Luofu lineage.”

He felt that his last sentence was somewhat unnecessary, but Qing Xiaozi spoke with earnestness, “Elder Feng, I hold great respect for you, but the Luofu lineage once had such a technique, which has since been lost… Did he talk about Poison Puppets?”

Feng Jun blinked and slowly shook his head, “No, not Poison Puppets, real poison pills… Stone Puppet Poison Pills could be used as well.”

“Stone Puppet Poison Pills!” Qing Xiaozi slapped his thigh hard, “That’s an ancient technique!”

The External Pill Poison Dao involved an Alchemy Dao cultivator infusing a nearby object with the body’s pill poison, thus freeing themselves from the affliction. However, this object’s integrity was closely linked to one’s own cultivation level.

If the poison pill was damaged, the cultivator’s cultivation level would also suffer a great loss, which is why most poison pills are made of metal or stone, with stone being safer because there are many pill poisons that can corrode metal.

Carving a stone into a puppet allows an Alchemy Dao cultivator to detect issues in their practice, an evolved version of the External Pill Poison Dao.

Yet, what Qing Xiaozi referred to as Poison Puppets took a new direction in utilizing poison pills, letting the puppets assist in combat and enhancing their own combat strength. However, this also increased the likelihood of the poison pill’s damage.

The most obvious benefit: such cultivation saves Spiritual Energy.

Again, there’s no other way; in a declining magical world, one must learn to be adaptable.

So when Qing Xiaozi heard about Stone Puppet Poison Pills, he immediately understood that this wasn’t the External Pill Poison Dao from the Luofu lineage, but a technique from an era of abundant spiritual energy. He couldn’t help but lament in his heart: Only someone as wealthy as Feng Jun could know someone who practiced such a lavish technique.

Nevertheless, he was still excited, “Can this technique be transferred?”

(Three chapters for the first day of the lunar new year, calling for monthly tickets)