Chapter 2598 - 2590: No Time

Chapter 2598: Chapter 2590: No Time

The group around Beauty Lin spent an immense amount of effort to analyze the members of Luohua, resulting in numerous speculations.

For instance, the purpose of cultivation; while the pursuit of personal strength is evident, shouldn’t one show their value in society once they are strong? However, the people of Luohua are like reclusive homebodies, seldom venturing out of their manor unless absolutely necessary.

Of course, if anyone dares to offend Luohua, they will not hesitate to retaliate with ruthlessness.

Combined with information from other branches of the Daoist sects, they can preliminarily conclude that people of Luohua laboriously cultivate, pursuing strength on the one hand and longevity on the other. Some even guess they pursue immortality, though that idea seems too intimidating.

What particularly frustrates Beauty Lin and her group is the notion that Earth’s conditions are not suitable for cultivation and lack resources. While the other world’s environment is perilous, it harbors an "abundance" of cultivation resources, making Feng Jun and others more inclined towards developing there.

For this reason, Feng Jun and his group genuinely consider "immigration," so no one dares to push them too hard.

Moreover, Feng Jun’s generous donations without expecting returns make it hard to perceive how Luohua could pose a threat to Huaxia.

It’s also somewhat dispiriting that Earth has become a planet spurned by others.

These speculations have been discussed countless times by Beauty Lin and her group, yet regrettably, Feng Jun never takes the initiative to discuss these matters with them.

They have an accurate profile of Feng Jun and dare not forcibly touch on these topics, often just probing lightly. When they receive no response, it’s impossible to continue insisting on in-depth discussions.

Today, Feng Jun is willing to talk more, and Beauty Lin seizes the opportunity to inquire.

"Is cultivation about seeking longevity?" Feng Jun thinks for a moment, then smiles, "Strictly speaking, it’s a pursuit of transcending life itself. In a lifetime, shouldn’t one do something they desire?"

Beauty Lin’s eyes grow brighter, "So, is it true that cultivation can lead to longevity?"

"Technological civilization can also extend life," Feng Jun refuses to answer directly. From ancient times to the present, who doesn’t want longevity? He wouldn’t seek trouble for himself, "Cultivation requires resources, is arduous, and extremely hazardous."

"How can one hope for longevity without taking risks?" Beauty Lin speaks wistfully, also wishing for longevity, "Even if the process of competing for resources might be brutal, it’s a risk worth taking."

"Who says the only risk is competing for resources?" Feng Jun snorts, "Isn’t deviation into madness a risk? A small mistake can lead to the scattering of one’s soul. Let me tell you the truth, more cultivators die from going mad than from competing for resources."

His words seem absurd, but considering the possibility of failure during the Transition stage or failure in forming the infant stage during the Golden Core stage, they’re not entirely unfounded.

Beauty Lin’s quick mind gleams, "Why do I feel like you favor technological civilization’s method of extending life more?"

"Of course, the life-extension methods of a technological civilization are more universally applicable," Feng Jun responds without hesitation, "Unfortunately, these items are too tightly controlled. I need to find a suitable opportunity to proceed... I don’t want to risk being hunted by an entire civilization."

"So you need us for advice and suggestions," Beauty Lin takes the opportunity to engage, "We all acknowledge your strength, but please believe, we have the top-notch think tank."

"I said I need to consider the matter, don’t make me repeat," Feng Jun states flatly, "Since you need me, you have to follow my pace, understand?"

"Alright then," Beauty Lin decisively halts the conversation, having gained a substantial amount today but still desires more, "One off-topic question: if we appropriately transfer some of these technological civilization achievements, would you mind?"

"Once they’re given to you, I won’t interfere," Feng Jun shakes his head, "You should understand, I’m not interested in these topics, even as you extol, I also believe in your wisdom."

Beauty Lin is not surprised by this answer, asking merely to confirm, "It feels like with everything you’ve done, we should provide some sort of return, do you have any requests?"

After contemplating, Feng Jun replies, "There’s a wealthy man with the last name Qi in my province who bothered my parents, teach him some manners."

The richest person in a province... Beauty Lin hesitates for just two seconds. In her line of work, rich people aren’t intimidating, but becoming the richest in a province clearly involves more than just wealth,

Yet, she hesitates only for two seconds before nodding decisively, "No problem, I’ll ensure that it’s handled in a way that satisfies your parents. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Nothing else," Feng Jun lifts his chin, "The cultivation techniques are here, you can leave now."

Along the mountain path, a woman in yellow slowly approaches, moving gracefully but with urgency; she is none other than Yu Qingzhu.

Upon reaching Pavilion One, she extends her delicate jade hand, holding a small USB flash drive, "These are six sets of Martial Cultivation Techniques that Sister Cai Xin asked me to bring over."

The cultivation techniques of Luohua Manor are all stored in White Jade Capital. Besides Feng Jun, only the three women who have been with him from the beginning—the Zhang Family Sisters and Feng Jing—can access it. Li Shishi and Gu Jiahui are somewhat lesser in this regard.

The person responsible for managing the archive is Zhang Caixin. She has some limited authority, but the one truly in charge is still Feng Jun.

Yu Qingzhu delivered the documents on foot, and with a wave of Feng Jun’s hand, five exquisitely packaged boxes appeared on the table. "These are five short-acting life-extension elixirs. You can take them away."

Beauty Lin first stood up and bowed, then hesitated for a moment, struggling to ask, "These five elixirs... can I handle them as I please?"

"That’s impossible," Feng Jun shook his head decisively. He understood what she meant by asking this question. "I shouldn’t have taken out the elixirs so early; it’s purely to reward your hard work. So, at least four of the elixirs must be used on your grandma... Otherwise, I will be angry."

Upon hearing Feng Jun’s words, Beauty Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to keep four elixirs was really the best outcome. What she was most worried about was some random person coming along and taking one elixir for research... What’s worse, those people taking the elixir might not necessarily be for research.

She understood very well that she definitely couldn’t keep all five elixirs, and she also understood the logic behind it: Feng Jun gave you five elixirs; does that mean they are yours?

If it weren’t for the opportunity given to you to get close to Feng Jun, would you have the chance to get the elixirs?

Actually, she was aware of this. Such good things definitely need to have some taken out for everyone’s analysis and research, even though she had come into contact with so much information and knew that these analyses and researches were likely to be in vain—there really is a technological gap.

Having a gap does not mean you can avoid putting in effort; related attempts must be made—our tradition is to rely on oneself and embark on struggle.

However, she knew better that to actually do research, one elixir would be enough for everyone to share: can’t each family just get a little portion?

Perhaps someone might consider the dosage too small and want to fight for a bit more; otherwise, it would be difficult to distinguish the components.

But is giving you a bit of the elixir meant for you to analyze its components? Analyzing whether it can be reverse engineered, understanding the technological gap is enough!

Beauty Lin was well aware that this definitely wasn’t something that could be reverse-engineered, but she also knew that others might not be convinced.

Moreover, "not being convinced" could very well just be a façade; some might take an elixir away and just use it directly.

However, even though she was aware of the ins and outs, if someone asked, she still couldn’t refuse—mainly because she lacked the ability.

Now that Feng Jun made a clear statement, anyone who wanted to take something from her would have to consider carefully.

In the world of martial arts, indeed, one may find it hard to act according to one’s will, but those intercepting should consider: can they bear the consequences of angering Feng Jun?

So at this moment, Beauty Lin was really grateful to Feng Jun, "Alright, thank you, Boss Feng. After returning, I’ll mention you to my grandma, and on her behalf, I’m thanking you."

"I estimate you won’t just mention me to your grandma," Feng Jun chuckled, "but it’s fine, these are things I give to you. Anyone looking for trouble can come directly to me. I’m thinking of immigrating anyway."

Now that this was said, with so many drones watching, everyone knew that by immigration he didn’t mean to other nations in the Earth Realm. Who would dare to trouble Beauty Lin further?

"Boss Feng, don’t keep saying such hurtful things like immigration all the time, alright?" Beauty Lin could only give a wry smile, "When others mention it, it becomes a sign of my inaction."

"So what if it’s inaction?" Feng Jun said indifferently, "If I don’t make it clear, there might still be people thinking I’m holding on to something. But as of now, what Earth can hold on to me is just a shred of nostalgia."

"If certain things make me sick enough to overlook even nostalgia, what’s left for me to wait for? Wait to be pushed away?"

Three kilometers away, a not-so-small drone bobbed up and down a few times.

What Beauty Lin focused on was that visible drone, and upon hearing these words, she said, "Wait a moment, my boss has something to say."

"Not interested," Feng Jun directly refused, "That’s your boss, not mine. He can say what he wants to you."

Beauty Lin glanced at him, lowered her voice to speak, though it didn’t really matter, "His authoritative scope is bigger than mine. It’s best to listen."

"This puzzles me," Feng Jun glanced at her, "I toss ten thousand tons of gold a year, and his prestige is bigger than mine?"

"Well... of course not," Beauty Lin let out a wry smile, this person’s temper really was like a firecracker, igniting with a spark, "In our ranking, I must respect him, and he certainly is more capable than me."

"That’s your need to respect him. What does it have to do with me?" Feng Jun didn’t buy it at all, "You’ve stuck it out with me for seven years, worked hard on it, I’ll recognize that favor. He wants to have a conversation with me... sorry, I don’t have time!"

(Updated until the voting period of Za O Han.)