Big Data Cultivation

“Conscripting Mount Zhige for horse breeding?” Feng Jun blurted out upon hearing this, subconsciously retorting, “He conscripts what he wants, what does that have to do with me!”

However, right after, frustration flared up in his heart, “Second brother, close the door!”

As the door slammed shut, Lord Beiyuan was first stunned, then jumped up high, shouting loudly, “Yang Ni, look, look… How dare he treat me this way, how dare he!”

He was, after all, a distinguished Earl who had taken the initiative to visit, and yet he hadn’t been invited inside to sit for a while!

Not only had he not been offered a seat, but he also received a cold reception… The door was slammed shut!

For someone to treat you this politely, Tian Yangni sneered inwardly, feeling smug that you dare to put on airs with an Immortal, you truly are unique.

But of course, he couldn’t say that aloud, “Please calm yourself, my lord. How come Brother Bao didn’t come this time?”

“I’ve confined him to his quarters,” Lord Beiyuan answered, suppressing his anger. He hadn’t intended to mention this, but the other party’s recent actions had stirred up his rage to the point that he could not contain it.

“Grounded?” Tian Yangni opened his mouth wide in shock, “What… what did he do wrong?”

“You have the nerve to ask me?” Lord Beiyuan, seeing the other party’s dumbstruck expression, felt his anger rising once more, “Yang Ni, I know the Tian Family’s foundation may be somewhat lacking, but surely you can at least recognize if there is a Formation, right?”

“There’s no point in making such a comment, Lord Beiyuan,” Tian Yangni retorted angrily upon hearing that, damn it, how dare you laugh at the shallow foundations of the Tian Family?

In truth, the Tian Family’s foundations were indeed not deep, but people like them were the most sensitive about others pointing out their flaws.

Especially since the foundations of the Lord Beiyuan Family weren’t that profound either; if it weren’t for the rescue incident, they might not even compare with the Tian Family by now.

So Tian Yangni sharply counterattacked, “My Tian Family may be lacking in depth, but Brother Bao certainly is not. He’s the one who saw the Formation, he’s the one who hammered out the deal, he’s the one who negotiated the price… What does this have to do with my Tian Family?”

In fact, he wanted to add that Brother Bao used his own money, so what business is it of yours as his elder brother?

But once said, this family relationship would become untenable.

However, in a fury, Lord Beiyuan paid no attention to the other party’s reaction. Gnashing his teeth, he demanded, “But let’s be clear, Brother Bao was informed about the Formation in the courtyard… that was you, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, it was me,” Tian Yangni’s temper flared even more, “Do you really think I’d conspire with the Divine Doctor against your family?”

By the end of his question, he almost wanted to laugh. A grand Immortal, plotting against a minor Earl like you?

Pah! Why hadn’t he realized that you, Lord Beiyuan, were also such a narcissistic character? Plot against my family… Pfft, you’d need to muster the courage first! Lord Beiyuan looked at him, shook his head slightly without a trace of emotion, “The Tian Family is known for loyalty. Since we are family, you presumably wouldn’t do such a thing…”

After pausing, he spoke in a heavy tone, “But you should know the three essential elements of a Formation, right?”

Tian Yangni had already guessed what he was going to say, and his heart coldly sneered, but his face portrayed utter cluelessness.

He shook his head, “My Tian Family’s foundations are shallow; I honestly don’t know about this… Perhaps Brother Bao doesn’t know either?”

Brother Bao… Lord Beiyuan’s mouth twitched slightly, “There are various interpretations for the three elements. It’s not my place to say more, but I’ll tell you one thing: only those driven by Immortal Crystals, aside from Military Formations and those influenced by the geography and Feng Shui, like mountains and rivers, can be called a Formation.”

After finishing his words, he turned and left, “That’s all, I must go tell the Ducal Heir this at once.”

The two had been conversing sotto voce, completely unaware of the slight distortion of the air behind a nearby bush.

After Tian Yangni also left, the space behind the bush twisted, revealing a figure: it was none other than the second young master of the Yu Family.

Watching the direction Lord Beiyuan had departed, a cold smile played on his lips, “Another fool who can’t adapt and is full of himself… Oh, it seems like I’m insulting myself?”

He murmured to himself here, not realizing that in the monitoring room, a little boy was watching this scene in horror.

“Sister!” Huan Huan shouted, turning and running out.

Usually, although Feng Jun’s yard was under surveillance, it was mainly for monitoring at night. During the day, people would check it if they remembered, but if not, it was ignored.

Huan Huan was a lively and curious three-year-old whose actions sometimes needed minding—nobody could expect too much discipline at his age.

Therefore, Liu Feifei strictly forbade him from entering the monitoring room; she might have been young, but she knew all too well the consequences of Huan Huan’s mischief.

Huan Huan didn’t dare to mess with his sister, and it was only because he noticed a quarrel in the courtyard that he had sneaked into the monitoring room.

Thanks to his sister’s repeated warnings, he had managed not to touch anything, merely sticking out his head to gaze at the screens.

When he noticed a figure suddenly appear behind a bush on a screen, he was genuinely startled and immediately turned tail and ran.

At this time, Feng Jun had already entered the house, and Lang Zhen was meditating for his Cultivation—his injury hadn’t completely healed.

Only the Deng Family brothers were patrolling around. In broad daylight, they found that using their eyes for observation was somewhat better; cameras were not as flexible.

They didn’t pay much attention to this little brat.

After listening to her brother’s words, Liu Feifei asked him sternly a couple of questions to make sure he wasn’t lying, then she turned around to look for Feng Jun.

Unfortunately, the Divine Doctor had already closed his door. The little girl hesitated for a long time but ultimately didn’t dare to knock—Huan Huan should not have been in the surveillance room to begin with, and it would be even more improper for her to bother the Divine Doctor rashly.

After much internal struggle, she turned her head and walked towards the kitchen—she might as well make dinner first.

However, while Liu Feifei dared not disturb the Divine Doctor, there were still those who dared to do so. Over half an hour later, Tian Yangni knocked on the door, seeking an audience with the Divine Doctor.

Feng Jun was getting a bit hungry, so he let the person in and asked Feifei to cook, “Let’s talk over the meal.”

Generally speaking, he ate quickly, and this time was no exception. After the meal was prepared, he ate his fill first, and only when he was about seventy percent full, did he pick up a cup of fruit wine to sip lightly—the wine, a gift from the Mi Family, was not high in alcohol content, yet exceedingly mellow in flavor.

Seeing that the two of them had started drinking, Lang Zhen and the others left. Tian Yangni looked around before lowering his voice, “Divine Doctor, it seems you’re quite displeased with Lord Beiyuan?”

“It’s not just ‘quite displeased’; I’m thoroughly unhappy,” Feng Jun snorted coldly, “I originally thought he was the same kind of person as Brother Bao. If I had known what his family was like…hmmph.”

To be honest, he hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation with his first set of customers. He had even been considering selling a second set of surveillance to Lord Beiyuan’s Mansion.

Of course, whether to sell the surveillance was a minor issue; he didn’t care about the money. He was even annoyed enough to think about taking back the previous set.

Tian Yangni was not surprised by his response; instead, he spoke softly, “But you shouldn’t have provoked the Ducal Heir, Yongyi.”

“So what if I provoked him?” Feng Jun replied carelessly, then turned his head to look at Tian Yangni thoughtfully, “Lao Tian, what exactly are you trying to say?”

Tian Yangni hesitated before finally asking courageously, “Divine Doctor, if I’m not mistaken, your high-profile actions…are you planning something?”

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun gave him another look, then nodded slightly, “You could say that.”

He had taken a hard stance against the Earl and the Ducal Heir, leaving no room for maneuver, in part because of their bad attitude, but also because he truly wanted to stir up some trouble and attract attention.

Having been on this plane for several months, he had yet to find any clues to cultivation and even felt it inappropriate to inquire further—the Tian Family and Lang Zhen already viewed him as an Immortal; how could he continue asking about such matters?

Therefore, after securing a stable living environment, he gradually began to show off a variety of items from the Earth Realm, recruiting subordinates to expand his influence while making a display of his extraordinary abilities in hopes of catching the attention of cultivators.

Taking a hard stance against the Ducal Heir, Yongyi, and Lord Beiyuan also served to boost his reputation.

Regarding this point, his mind was clear—how could a person from the Earth Realm not know the concept of “hype”?

Of course, such a strategy had its risks, but to be honest, their behavior had truly infuriated him.

Seize Mount Zhige for horse breeding? Ridiculous, who came up with such a rotten idea?

Feng Jun didn’t care whether they wanted to breed horses or cows; the crux of the issue was that he had already found over twenty Spirit Stones in the area!

He wasn’t sure about the presence of Spirit Stones elsewhere, but according to Brother Bao, even Lord Beiyuan’s Mansion didn’t have any.

It was clear that these items were extremely precious, and the Spirit Stones on Mount Zhige were already a rare find.

If others were to seize the entire Mount Zhige, bringing a large number of soldiers and horses, how would he be able to happily mine for Spirit Stones with explosives?

The actions of the Princely Heir and Lord Beiyuan had severely affected his plans; there was no way he would back down.

Seeing his acknowledgment, Tian Yangni’s eyes brightened, “May I ask…what are you planning to do, Divine Doctor?”

Feng Jun looked at him indifferently, shaking his head slightly, “Knowing too much isn’t good for you… Well, let’s do this: put out the word that I won’t heed unreasonable demands from those in power.”

“Alright, I’ll handle it,” Tian Yangni quickly nodded in agreement, hesitating before adding, “Second Young Master Yu told me… if you need help, he can offer his assistance.”

Huh? Feng Jun looked at him strangely, “That little miss… actually said such a thing?”

For a moment, he was rather amused. Initially, he had thought that Lord Beiyuan’s Mansion, as his first client, would become a quality customer. Unexpectedly, the person in charge, Brother Bao, was put under house arrest upon his return, and the subsequent arrival of Lord Beiyuan was extremely unfriendly.

Whereas the Yu Family, whose negotiations hadn’t gone smoothly at the beginning, had surprisingly changed their attitude completely, even actively expressing their willingness to help him against the Ducal Heir and the Earl.

Such a turnaround in the plot was too abrupt, making it hard for anyone to accept calmly.

Even a third-rate internet novelist couldn’t make up such an idiotic plot twist, right?

Yet, it happened just like that…

(I’ll try to add more chapters tomorrow. Brothers and sisters, encourage me with some monthly tickets.)