Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 620 - Fire and Theft
Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Fire and Theft
Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Fire and Theft
The Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect is the one being mentioned here, while the Black-faced Daoist is also a hall master of the main branch of Qingcheng.
The Qingcheng Sect’s inheritance is a bit odd. They have ancient traditions but have also benefited from Tianshi Dao; many consider them a branch of Tianshi Dao.
However, that’s not actually the case. Tianshi Dao is a legitimate Descendants’ Temple, and all the Celestial Masters throughout history have borne the surname Zhang.
But Qingcheng Sect is from the Ten Directions Forest, and even the renowned Celestial Master Cave is part of the Ten Directions Forest. Despite having “Celestial Master” in its name, it doesn’t emphasize master-disciple transmission but rather opens its Daoist Sects to welcome Daoist friends from all over the world.
However, there are many branches related to Qingcheng, where the good and the bad are intermingled.
The Sect Leader of Qingcheng, who is also the Supervisor, has a rather ordinary impression of Feng Jun. But as he’s in charge of the entire Qingcheng and is often busy with engagements similar to those of Tang Wangsun, being invited to various training courses, he has no time to concern himself with squabbles with Feng Jun.
If there is someone he truly considers a rival, it would be Mount Emei in his own province.
The rivalry between Qingcheng and Maoshan is one among the Daoist Sects’ ten major Cave Heavens. Maoshan’s Jintan Huayang Celestial Part ranks eighth among the ten, but Qingcheng’s The Sky of the Nine Immortal Chambers ranks fifth.
When the Eighth Heavenly Cave was reopened, and the Fifth Celestial Realm showed no activity, this… was deemed inappropriate and the cause of dissatisfaction among many Qingcheng disciples.
But for the Sect Leader of Qingcheng, no matter how impressive Maoshan might be, it’s far away, whereas Mount Emei is right at our doorstep.
The closer the distance, the fiercer the competition for believers and incense offerings, without a doubt.
Moreover, Qingcheng is a Daoist Sect, while Mount Emei is one of the four major Buddhist sites, naturally putting them in competition for devotees.
As for internal disputes within Daoist circles where Maoshan might surpass Qingcheng, the Sect Leader of Qingcheng isn’t too concerned; above the Sky of the Nine Immortal Chambers, there are still four other Cave Heavens, so there’s no need for Qingcheng to worry first.
Those who should be most anxious to deal with Maoshan should be the smaller Cave Heavens of Wangwu. If Wangwu isn’t worried, why should we in Qingcheng be in a hurry?
Could it be that you’ve all accepted bribes from Wangwu’s lesser clear void?
He himself wasn’t in a rush, but others were, especially since Maoshan and Dragon Phoenix Mountain were in conflict over business matters and had a severe rivalry. The relationship between Dragon Phoenix Mountain and Qingcheng was profoundly deep.
For instance, Celestial Master Zhang’s visit to Qingcheng was indeed for other matters, but he still mentioned Maoshan at least a dozen times during the conversation.
The Sect Leader had no intention of speaking on behalf of Maoshan, but he wasn’t foolish enough to pluck chestnuts out of the fire for Dragon Phoenix Mountain either.
But that can’t be said for others—it’s not that it can’t be said, but rather that someone has already begun to target Maoshan under the banner of Qingcheng.
The Sect Leader wasn’t certain whether the folks from Mount Emei were involved in this, but considering their propensity for chaos, they would likely be fanning the flames behind the scenes.
Nonetheless, the Sect Leader continued to merely observe in silence, thinking that knowing was enough for the time being.
Zhengyang’s people have come looking? Well, let them come.
As long as they don’t show any overt hostility towards Qingcheng, Qingcheng will adopt an unchanging response to a myriad of changes.
After some thought, the Sect Leader decided to give Tang Wangsun of Maoshan a call…
Feng Jun and his two companions left Qingcheng, but the news of their arrival spread rapidly throughout Qingcheng.
The people from Dragon Phoenix Mountain became agitated upon hearing this, knowing that Celestial Master Zhang had to leave today due to urgent matters, but his disciples were very willing to leave a few behind.
Shen Guangming also heard this news. Being a sponsor of Martial Artists who had gone to Zhengyang, he felt uneasy. He first arranged for his contacts to call the pair but was unable to reach them, compelling him to inform Zhu Yuefu about the situation.
Zhu Yuefu was one of the first to learn this news and honestly, he was quite surprised that Feng Jun dared to visit Qingcheng openly. After receiving Shen Guangming’s call, he sighed deeply, “President Shen, I have a feeling they’re here for revenge.”
“Revenge… Revenge for what?” Although Shen Guangming was also somewhat panicked, he was someone who dealt with various mystical matters daily. It was impossible for him to not believe at all in supernatural forces; in fact, he was more inclined to believe in them.
He might not believe that Maoshan truly reopened the Jintan Huayang Celestial Part, seeing as there are too many fake things these days. Nonetheless, since many claimed that Zhengyang had a great opportunity, he didn’t take it as merely a joke.
Now that the two Martial Arts experts he sponsored are out of contact, and Zhengyang people have reached the door of Mount Qingcheng, the likelihood of them seeking revenge is high.
What truly alarmed him was the question – why? Why would Feng Jun of Zhengyang dare to come knocking at their door?
However, Zhu Yuefu paid no heed to his equivocation—What’s the point of saying that to me?
He offered a suggestion, “If I were you, I’d try to contact those two of Master Qian’s first.”
“I did try,” replied Shen Guangming in distress, “but their phones are just unreachable. Perhaps you could help contact them, Old Zhu?”
“If you can’t get through, I definitely won’t be able to either,” Zhu Yuefu replied indifferently.
Actually, yesterday, he had already repeatedly tried to call those two, dialing their numbers over and over, but he never got through.
But he was right, President Shen was closer to those two. “President Shen, can you contact their families and disciples?”
President Shen didn’t make the calls himself, instead, he had someone else do it.
When he heard that both people had been missing for four or five days, he really panicked and immediately called Zhu Yuefu—”Old Zhu, I think you’re right, that bastard might really be coming to Qingcheng for revenge.”
Zhu Yuefu, intent on trapping him, said since that’s the case, why are you still hanging around Qingcheng? Hurry up and come back to Jin City.
“I’ll be in the city center soon,” Shen Guangming ran fast, “Old Zhu, we have to keep a low profile recently. I think this visitor means trouble, and we’d better stay at home and not go out.”
I sure as hell won’t be holed up at home! Zhu Yuefu responded gravely, “All right, you be careful too.”
He was very clear in his mind that if Feng Jun had figured out even his three hospitals, how could he possibly not know about Shen Guangming?
He deliberately didn’t remind Shen Guangming, not because he wanted to watch the fun—Director Zhu did have some disdain for President Shen, but it wasn’t so bad that he would ignore even this bit of camaraderie. He wanted to understand Feng Jun’s real purpose through what happened to Shen Guangming.
Without properly judging the other party’s goal, effective countermeasures can’t be taken, so he could only watch for now.
However, what he didn’t expect was that it was his hospital that had problems first that very night.
First, a generator at the proctology hospital mysteriously caught fire and was almost burnt to a crisp by the time it was discovered.
Then news came from the rhinitis hospital that two large, expensive pieces of equipment had been stolen.
The generator catching fire wasn’t a huge deal, although it was expensive, but it was still cheaper than the specialized equipment used for rhinitis surgery.
At the proctology hospital, no clues were found. The security cameras seemed to be interfered with, just showing static, and then suddenly the fire broke out.
The rhinitis hospital was basically the same. The cameras were tampered with, but a figure in a long robe could vaguely be discerned flickering on the screen before the theft occurred.
The two pieces of equipment were quite sizeable; even if you hired people to carry them, it would take six or seven strong men working together with great care not to damage them.
Such large equipment vanished without a trace—mind you, there were staff on duty in the hall of the rhinitis hospital and guards at the gate.
The head of the hospital wanted to call the police, but he had to report to his boss first and let the boss decide.
When Zhu Yuefu heard about the situation, the words “Storage Magical Artifact” flashed through his mind!
Before the reboot of the Jintan Huayang Celestial Part, storage magical artifacts were just an ancient legend, or even a representative of the age of myths. However, the Heavenly Master of Maoshan personally admitted that the reopening of the Juqu Curve Cave Mansion was made possible by unlocking the storage magical artifact of the ancient greats.
Many people even speculated that the Great Cultivator acquainted with Maoshan also possessed a storage magical artifact.
With such an incident, how could Zhu Yuefu not think that this was revenge from Zhengyang?
This incident also proved that he from Zhengyang indeed possessed a storage magical artifact.
However, this way of proving it was something Zhu Yuefu found hard to accept; the cost was simply too high.
What was even more tragic was that he couldn’t use this as a reason to file a police report—equipment taken away by a storage magical artifact? He feared that before a case could even be opened, he’d be sent off to Jin City’s fourth hospital for an examination.
Moreover, once he reported it to the police, he was afraid that it would completely enrage the guy from Zhengyang.
As he hesitated, the hospital director urged him on the phone, “Boss, you have to make a decision quickly… They always show on TV that solving a case requires timeliness.”
Go to hell, it’s already like this, Zhu Yuefu made up his mind brusquely, “Then just file a police report. Tell the truth, don’t be afraid of spending money, a hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, go get it from Accountant Wang, tell the police that we’ll spare no expense to catch the thief!”
Zhu Yuefu wasn’t a Jin City local, but he had been doing business here for many years and had seen a lot, also getting to know many police officers. He had heard from the police that if certain unconventional means were used to solve cases, nearly all suspects could not escape.
The many unsolved cases exist because the use of unconventional methods is too costly, and because certain arrest operations also have too high a cost—if these two costs are met, there are few cases that cannot be solved.
For minor cases that only involve thirty or fifty thousand, even if the police know where the thief is, they may not bother to arrest them. However, for cases with a huge impact, they will solve them at any cost—there’s no escaping it.
Let’s not talk about the efficiency of Jiangxia police in finding bicycles; let’s talk about the south Shinra person’s death case created by Feng Jun.
If it weren’t for the south Shinra person’s death being so mysteriously difficult to categorize as either natural or murder, Feng Jun would definitely have been invited for a “tea talk”—his mobile phone signal had already been captured.
Zhu Yuefu was quite clear about this. What do high-level figures discuss when they sit together? They discuss these insider secrets that nobody else knows about, like where Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 went, how the Djibouti deal was negotiated, or why mobile phones are a source of leaks.
These secrets might not be entirely true, but given their status, they can’t be far from the truth.
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