Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 264: Chapter 264: Leave Alive (Three More for Monthly Tickets)

Feng Jun never thought there could be too many Spirit Stones. The reason he was chasing that man was because he was an Innate Expert.

Of course, the two non-Innate high-rank martial masters had already been torn to pieces in the explosion of the Immortal Array. The two who had confronted him in the array had turned to ash; it was estimated that not even a fragment the size of a milliliter could be found.

Feng Jun certainly wouldn’t let the person who had set up the array get away. While inside the array, he had used the “weapons nearby” to keep an eye on the three people outside. Unfortunately, because the straight-line distance was over sixty meters, he couldn’t identify them.

By the time he broke out of the array, he still remembered where the three had been. However, those two had already been turned into pieces. This one’s body was still intact, so he chased after him and, without a word, decapitated him with a single strike.

He had already regarded the Spirit Stone driving the formation as his own. What really mattered was that if the Innate Expert managed to get away, it would be difficult to catch him a second time.

Alright, that was still an excuse. He was just thinking— if you, boy, have one Spirit Stone, could you be hiding a second one?

The Spirit Stones in the array were dead, but those carried on a person were alive. In case someone interfered unexpectedly, although he wasn’t afraid, it was always a variable. Why not just kill the person and search slowly?

He had already checked with the “Spirit Stones nearby”. These three didn’t have any Spirit Stones on them. However… what if they had a shielding method?

After the mishap of “nearly starving to death in Sister Hong’s room”, he felt being cautious wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

However, much to his regret, even when he was holding the headless corpse in his hand, he didn’t feel any warmth that a Spirit Stone would emit.

So, he guessed they probably did not have any Spirit Stones, after all!

But he still wasn’t willing to give up easily. Holding the man’s headless body, he checked the other two’s locations as well.

The two were indeed dead, and true enough, they were broken into many pieces. The good thing was… they were more intact than the two inside the formation.

Feng Jun inspected them thoroughly, but not to mention Spirit Stones, there was nothing to prove their identity, just some Pills that had been shattered as well.

The green banners were intact; he directly collected them. He didn’t know if they were of any use, but if he left them behind, they might be seen as a “heinous waste”. It could lead to certain unfavorable opinions—”I might have met a fake Immortal.”

Having collected them, he wasn’t worried about finding a reason for his actions.

Regardless, Feng Jun personally inspected again and still couldn’t find any other Spirit Stones.

Then, he sadly went to where the Inlaid Spirit Stone was. It was a piece of black-brown wood, shattered by the explosion. The Spirit Stone was still attached. He crushed the wood with his foot, pried out the Spirit Stone, took a good look at it, shook his head, and sighed, “Ah.”

It was a Spirit Stone, but not bright red. It was just a bit redder than pink, and most of its energy had already been depleted.

“Look, I knew this guy was from a wealthy family,” Miss Yu, the younger sister, declared triumphantly. “First he seeks revenge, then he grabs the Immortal Crystal, and moreover… he seems to look down on Immortal Crystals.”

Miss Yu, the elder sister, commented uncertainly, “That Immortal Crystal… doesn’t seem to have much Immortal Qi left.”

“It’s still an Immortal Crystal even with little Immortal Qi,” the younger sister argued with her. “I’ve only seen you hold an Immortal Crystal once in all these years, and you even returned it. Where’s your grandeur compared to his?”

Normally serene, the elder sister lost her patience upon hearing this. “I’m cultivating in the sect; I don’t need an Immortal Crystal, okay? And… it’s not easy to carry out.”

The younger sister was about to retort when her eyes suddenly lit up, “Huh? He’s about to clean up some people… Shall we follow and watch?”

Feng Jun swiftly cleared the battlefield and gestured to Lang Zhen—do a thorough search, you’re good at this!

Without waiting for a response, Lang Zhen was already leading the Tian Family members over. Even the slowest-witted person at this moment knew that their opponent had no more tricks up their sleeve.

The Immortal Array was destroyed, the Innate Expert was killed. If there were bigger cards in play, the man sitting there would not be the Prince’s Heir—at least he would be the Imperial Family’s Princely Heir.

Besides, with such earth-shattering commotion, if the Divine Doctor could create it once, couldn’t he create it a second time?

That’s why, although many of the onlookers coveted the Immortal Crystal, they really… didn’t dare to act rashly.

Seeing the Tian Family members rushing over, Lord Beiyuan’s eyes flickered, and he turned his head to the Princely Heir, saying, “Please take care, Princely Heir.”

After speaking, he leaped and mingled with the Tian Family’s troops.

Although he was wearing his everyday attire, it was still the Earl’s everyday wear, which was completely different from the attire of the Tian Family members.

But by blending in, his goal wasn’t to pass unnoticed; it was to remind Feng Jun through this action that he was related by marriage to the Tian Family. In case the other party insisted on pursuit, he could find a way to have the Tian Family Disciples intervene on his behalf.

Watching him disappear, the Princely Heir opened his mouth in stunned silence, “Uh, there’s such a maneuver?”

Before he could regain his composure, Feng Jun had already charged over like a whirlwind.

In front of the Princely Heir were supposed to be County Soldiers, but they had all been disabled by the ton of explosions, and the officials blasted to disarray.

However, there were still four iron guards behind him. The four moved simultaneously, shielding the Princely Heir, “Stop, what do you want to do?”

Feng Jun halted his steps, glaring at the Princely Heir with gritted teeth, “Is this the fair duel you spoke of?”

Seeing his hesitation, the Princely Heir settled a bit, spreading his hands helplessly, “It has nothing to do with me; it was the Wonderful Hand Pavilion who sought revenge against you. There were so many witnesses here… they all heard it.”

“Do you think this is interesting?” Feng Jun laughed angrily as he glanced at the four Iron Guards and nodded slightly, “Fine, you have protection now, so I’ll let you leave alive for the moment.”

Alive… to leave, the threat in those words was too strong—what about after leaving?

Hearing this, the Princely Heir was truly panicked and addressed with a tone of grievance, “Divine Doctor, if you had told me earlier that you were… you were that what, how would I dare to?”

His sources of information were how many times superior to that of an ordinary person’s. To break an Immortal Array without a scratch and causing such a commotion, the identity of this person was self-evident, wasn’t it?

Among Innate Experts, there were the rare few who could break an Immortal Array, but that was due to their familiarity with formations. This person, however, broke the formation with brute force.

Moreover, the method this person used to break the array didn’t seem to involve any immortal power. Maybe… he took something out of a Storage Bag?

In reality, just emerging unscathed from an environment where the mountains were crumbling and the earth was splitting was telling enough.

In any case, the current Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir was full of regret and even held a slight grievance in his heart—did you, a lofty Immortal, find it amusing to show off like this?

Feng Jun looked at him as if he were an idiot, “I would have spoken earlier if I could have, are you… accusing me?”

“No, I’m regretting,” the Princely Heir hastily shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the Tian Family members in front, and had a flash of inspiration, pointing a finger forward, “Actually, it was that Zhu fellow who instigated me!”

Feng Jun actually believed this because of what the Official Immortal author said—without accomplices, where would the spoiled young nobles come from?

Given the Princely Heir’s actions upon arriving at Mount Zhige, it was clear he was very casual about the whole affair, finding negotiations a hassle without even showing his face.

Of course, it was also due to his arrogance, but if he had put his mind to dealing solely with Feng Jun, there would have been more trouble for sure.

The logic was clear, however, for Feng Jun this person was the one with the largest influence among those scheming against him, and the linchpin. There was no way he would let him off so easily, “I’ll ask you just one question, how much money do you plan to make off me?”

The Princely Heir was suddenly speechless, wishing he could earn money? Of course, he did wish so; the Prince’s Mansion was not teeming with surplus grain either.

But this time, his main intent in dealing publicly and aggressively was his grasp of the impressive status that came with lighting equipment.

With both status and profit to gain, who would miss out on such a deal?

He even imagined that if he could secure this deal as an exclusive contract, how many people would come knocking on his door?

To be surrounded and flattered by many, what a boost to one’s stature. With increased stature, the seat of the first heir to the Prince’s Mansion would also become more secure.

Wait… the Prince’s Heir, the nephew of the Imperial Family, there’s a chance he wouldn’t inherit the title?

That possibility… did indeed exist!

Why was the Princely Heir so anxious to please his mother? Because she had given birth to three sons.

He was the eldest, but mother doted on the youngest, who was also the nephew of the Imperial Family.

Of course, his mother hadn’t mentioned about passing the title to the youngest, but… if she did, wouldn’t that be too passive?

The Princely Heir was internally performing a drama of the imperial court, but his rival was irritated, “Not answering, huh? Fine, you can go now!”

This was the beginning of the “leaving alive” process.

Of course, the Princely Heir wouldn’t just leave. He didn’t want to risk being inexplicably killed one day. Gritting his teeth, he straightforwardly proposed, “I know I’m wrong, name your price, whatever you want.”

“Hm?” Feng Jun frowned, looking at him with great dissatisfaction, “The way you put it… makes it seem like I’m the one picking on you?”

The Princely Heir bitterly smiled to himself. You weren’t picking on me, but you did show off… and I was just unlucky enough to encounter it.

Seeing the dissatisfaction in the other party’s tone, he decided to step back further, “This is my mistake, I am willing to compensate ten thousand Gold… please spare me this once in consideration of my father and mother.”

No matter what, he was the son of a duke and a nephew of the Imperial Family. An Immortal would have to think twice before taking action against him.

For outsiders, ten thousand Gold was a vast fortune, which was also not a small amount for him.

Just like ordinary households, the division of labor in the Prince’s Mansion was the same; men were in charge of external affairs, women managed the finances at home. Though he was the Prince’s Heir, the liquid cash at his disposal was limited.

Brother Bao, merely the son of an earl, could easily come up with two thousand Gold, because the old Lord Beiyuan had passed away. Although he still lived in the Lord Beiyuan Mansion, his inheritance was separate from the family, and he had his own business ventures, making it easy to take out that amount of money.

But it wasn’t the same for the Princely Heir. His father, Duke Yongyi, was still hale and hearty, in extremely good spirits, and his mother controlled the family’s financial power.

He did have many valuable items and royal rewards on hand, which were of great worth, but when it came to cash, he didn’t have much.

Offering ten thousand Gold was already like pulling teeth for him.

(Third update, calling for monthly tickets.)