Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 531 - Hidden in the City

Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Hidden in the City

Feng Jun casually killed people, which was influenced somewhat by Pan Renjie and Shangguan Yunjin—they didn’t regard mortals as human beings.

But it must be pointed out that the incident outside Xiyin City also had a profound impact on him.

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These local bullies who relied on their territorial advantages to oppress outsiders were truly despicable.

If they were merely extorting some money, that would have been tolerable. The problem was, they would test you step by step. Once they confirmed you couldn’t effectively protect your possession, they would eventually drain you dry—even taking your life.

Back then, outside Xiyin City, Feng Jun’s strength was still quite weak and under many constraints, so he could only leave resentfully under Lang Zhen’s protection.

Now that he had the ability and encountered such people again, to be honest, he felt like killing on a whim.

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Today he had killed two people, one was the man who said, “If I talk to you, you have to pay up,” and the other was the burly man who intended to stand up for him.

Those who cheered and instigated, Shangguan Yunjin and Pan Renjie had killed three.

Upon seeing Feng Jun kill another man right before his eyes, the One-Eyed Pixiu was really in a terrible mood, “Do you not fear the king’s law?”

Feng Jun smiled and pointed at the siege vehicle, “Speaking of the king’s law… what crime does this thing count as?”

The One-Eyed Pixiu had no answer, Linqiu City was currently flourishing greatly, and there was even a big business that had set up a Boiler Camel Motorcycle, lighting up a large area of the county city as if it were daytime, rightly earning the name “Night City.”

If that were the case, the daily locking and unlocking of the city gates greatly affected everyone’s business, but the gates couldn’t be left open, and making a hole in the city wall was unrealistic—the county magistrate would lose his head.

Therefore, everyone made do with finding a way over the city wall. Should someone come to inspect, they would just dismantle the siege vehicle, not affecting the big picture.

This was an adaptive Technique, but no matter how you put it, it was definitely an act of contempt for the king’s law.

Feng Jun paid him no mind and waved his hand, “Come with us. You rode here on horseback; you don’t need me to knock you out and take you away, do you?”

The One-Eyed Pixiu looked around and saw that his side still had more than thirty men. Even if the opponents were strong, there were only three of them, so he asked out loud, “Are you sure you can take me away?”

Shangguan Yunjin was already impatient and upon hearing this, she spoke out, “Well… Shall we finish killing them first, and then take you away?”

The One-Eyed Pixiu was stunned for a moment before finally letting out a bitter laugh, “Alright, I’ll go with you.”

He was savvy in the ways of the world and could tell from their tone—they truly had the capability and the daring to follow through, not just empty threats.

He wasn’t the only person to go with them; there was a middle-aged woman following by his side, also an Intermediate Level martial master.

The woman’s appearance was ordinary, but her figure was good, constantly placing herself purposefully between him and Shangguan Yunjin.

The three of them didn’t bother with formalities, leaped onto their horses, and took off with their two captives.

It was nearly dark, and Feng Jun took out an emergency lamp, illuminating the path as they sped away, then turned into a sparse grove in the wilderness.

The two men had been following behind, but without the light, they quickly lost track of them.

When the five of them reached a small depression, Feng Jun raised his hand and released a table and several chairs, “Sit down and let’s talk.”

The One-Eyed Pixiu was taken aback at the sight, “A Storage Talisman?”

In ordinary places, Storage Talismans were rare, but Linqiu was a bustling commercial area, and these items weren’t too uncommon.

Yet his heart couldn’t help but feel bitter: You big shots who own Storage Talismans, why bother to quibble with little folks like us?

“Idiot,” Shangguan Yunjin scoffed, “Can’t you even tell a Storage Bag from a Storage Talisman?”

“A Storage Bag?” The One-Eyed Pixiu was so afraid that he slid straight to the ground, “Immortal… Immortal?”

“No need to pretend,” Feng Jun sneered, “Haven’t you seen a Cultivator in Linqiu?”

“Well… actually, no,” the One-Eyed Pixiu answered shakily, and after thinking, he added, “Maybe, but I really don’t know who is an Immortal.”

Feng Jun understood his words; indeed, Cultivators were not especially rare in the Mortal World, but if they deliberately concealed their aura, how could ordinary mortals detect them? So he didn’t hold it against him, instead getting straight to the point, “Are there no Cultivators in the Wonderful Hand Pavilion either?”

The One-Eyed Pixiu was stunned, then let out a bitter laugh, “Wonderful Hand Pavilion… if there were Immortals, they would have killed me long ago, wouldn’t they?”

The next moment, he realized something was off, and looked at Feng Jun in horror, “You… are you looking for trouble with the Wonderful Hand Pavilion?”

“I’m warning you only once,” Shangguan Yunjin spoke coldly, “You don’t have the right to ask questions. If there’s a next time, death!”

After being stunned for a moment, the One-Eyed Pixiu nodded incessantly, “Got it, I remember.”

Shangguan Yunjin pointed at the woman beside him, “What does this woman do? Could she be from the Wonderful Hand Pavilion?”

Before the One-Eyed Pixiu had a chance to speak, the woman knelt down with a thud, “Immortals, spare my life, I’m not from the Wonderful Hand Pavilion. If you strike at the Pavilion, I am willing to lead the way.”

Just moments ago, she was feeling a bit jealous, but once she heard that the other party was an Immortal who killed without blinking, she immediately knelt down.

The One-Eyed Pixiu also hurriedly spoke up, “I swear on my life, she has nothing to do with the Wonderful Hand Pavilion.”

Shangguan Yunjin scoffed disdainfully, “Your life… how much is it worth?”

To the jianghu men who valued swift justice and deep enmity, this was a great insult. But where could the One-Eyed Pixiu dare to object? He could only respond with a forced smile, “Yes, yes, the Immortal’s teaching is correct.”

“Enough idle talk,” Feng Jun said as he took out a cigarette to light, casually offering one to the other party as well, “The situation inside the Eastern Sub-rudder beneath Greyrock Ridge, are you clear on it?”

Very aware of the consequences of prevarication, the One-Eyed Pixiu nodded decisively, “Most of it, I’m clear on. Only the Dark Hall and the Inner Hall… I’m not too sure about.”

After speaking, he picked up the cigarette, holding it under his nose for a light sniff, his hand still trembling incessantly.

“We’re planning to take down the Eastern Sub-rudder this time,” Feng Jun stated indifferently, “and incidentally carry off all their goods. If you can provide some information, sparing your life on this occasion is also feasible.”

The One-Eyed Pixiu continued to tremble. It was only then that he realized the villagers who were murdered had intended to blackmail and extort the Immortals!

He had long known those villagers were unruly; in fact, his men were a mixed bag, capable of anything, and he didn’t think there was anything so terribly wrong with his subordinates being undisciplined—in this world, might makes right.

If they resented the Linqiu people for bullying outsiders, then why come to Linqiu at all? And among those outsiders, were there really any good characters?

In fact, it was these outsiders who had corrupted the local customs of Linqiu.

Yet, these people were so foolish as to provoke Immortals; they were indeed courting death.

While he was pondering, he saw the man before him speak in a deep voice, “Are you refusing to answer?”

“Not at all!” Startled, the One-Eyed Pixiu quivered, “I’ll tell everything I know, sparing no detail… I only hope the Immortal will spare my humble life…”

At the break of dawn the next day, five people rode horses straight to Greyrock Ridge.

Greyrock Ridge was a small town just fifty miles from the county seat. Beside the town was a ridge formed of grey rocks.

There were not many people in the town, merely two to three hundred households, slightly over two thousand people, and next to the ridge was a large estate covering five to six hundred acres, with high walls and deep courtyards, clearly belonging to a family of considerable means.

The estate’s owner was surnamed Dong. Besides farming, they also engaged in some trade. Including both family and servants, there were more than a thousand people. In front of the estate gates was a row of shops where buyers and sellers mingled.

An average person wouldn’t guess that this place was actually the Eastern Sub-rudder of the Wonderful Hand Pavilion.

The sky had just begun to brighten when the five of them climbed Greyrock Ridge, hiding behind a large rock, overseeing the courtyard below from their vantage point.

The One-Eyed Pixiu clearly wasn’t here for the first time. He pointed toward the courtyard, quietly explaining the purpose of each area.

“Eh?” Pan Renjie uttered in surprise, “There’s no one guarding this mountaintop?”

“There used to be guards,” the One-Eyed Pixiu was quite certain of this detail, “but constantly stationing guards here tends to lead to conflicts and makes it difficult for them to conceal their movements. So… only in the event of a significant incident will someone come to patrol.”

“Alright,” Feng Jun coughed lightly, “Both of you… does anyone have a Technique of large-scale destruction?”

The One-Eyed Pixiu instantly shut up, his eyes radiating hope. An Immortal taking action… that was a rare sight.

Pan Renjie shook his head, “On such a large scale… it’s difficult.”

Most cultivators possess means to attack groups, the only difference being in power and extent. However, destroying five to six hundred acres along with over a thousand people would be impossible for an average disciple in the Qi Refinement Realm.

In other words, even if it was possible, how much Spiritual Energy would such a move consume?

“You’re not planning to annihilate the entire estate, are you?” Shangguan Yunjin looked at Feng Jun in surprise.

“Why not?” Feng Jun looked back at her just as curiously, “Did you intend to forgive someone?”

“I didn’t mean to forgive anyone, I mean…” Shangguan Yunjin turned her head, thought for a moment, and then said, “Actually, we could just go down there, reveal our identities and start killing, right? Who would dare to run?”

She spoke with confidence and righteousness, as in her view, it was only natural for Immortals to slay mortals in such a manner.

“That’s not quite right,” Feng Jun shook his head, “The Wonderful Hand Pavilion isn’t filled with naïve common folk. As long as there’s a chance to escape, they will not give up, and more so… they may try to run away with the valuables.”

“The valuables…” Hearing these words, Shangguan Yunjin’s eyes immediately reddened. Most females are akin to dragons when it comes to treasure—love for wealth is in their nature, and the women of this realm were no exception.

So she turned to Pan Renjie, “Senior Brother… is that so?”

Senior Brother… Hearing these words, the One-Eyed Pixiu’s body could not help but shiver again. Did this mean the young man who spoke little had an even higher Cultivation Level?

Pan Renjie looked at his junior sister helplessly, “Indeed, the denizens of the Wonderful Hand Pavilion are mostly petty thieves and robbers. It’s truly unrealistic to expect them to wait for death… Feng Dao-you, do you have any Techniques of large-scale destruction?”