Chapter 2599 - 2591: Unfathomable Complications

Chapter 2599: Chapter 2591: Unfathomable Complications

Feng Jun’s attitude was very clear, and Beauty Lin’s boss naturally wouldn’t ask for trouble—it was key that they didn’t have the capability to negotiate.

Beauty Lin left Pump No. 1, taking the USB drive and five doses of short-term life-extending medicine, and departed from Luohua.

The moment she stepped out of the mountain gate, she felt like a little lamb walking into a pack of wolves—leaving Luohua truly made her feel helpless.

However, within the next hour, she surprisingly didn’t receive a single phone call.

Actually, this wasn’t a good thing, she understood very well—the big bosses behind the scenes were communicating with each other, she was just waiting for judgment.

An hour and a half later, a weighty phone call finally came in, "The short-term life-extending medicine, can you take out two doses?"

"Yes," Beauty Lin answered without hesitation, "But you know Boss Feng’s ability, even what I’m saying to you now might not be hidden from him... If Boss Feng blows up, I definitely can’t stop it, just don’t blame me when the time comes."

The deputy gave a cold snort, "You’ve really hitched your wagon to a star, daring to say whatever you like, do you feel particularly triumphant?"

"Deputy, you’ve always looked after me, I’m very clear on that," Beauty Lin wasn’t one to let success go to her head, she was a grateful person and knew the other party had helped her, "But I can’t control him, you understand that... he thinks I’m working very hard."

The implication was: You think I’m not doing my part, that I’m not working hard, look at how others regard it.

The deputy understood very well, Beauty Lin was very compliant and capable, but once irritated, her temper was quite large.

He could joke around, but when it came to serious matters, he needed a serious attitude, "I’m just asking for someone else, longevity... the pressure is too great, I can hardly bear it."

At moments like this, it’s time for the bayonet to see the light of day, Beauty Lin was very clear, she wasn’t the final decision-maker, but at this time, she still had to charge forward—it’s her own stuff, can she rely on others to block for her?

So she straightforwardly stated, "Leaving just one dose for me is fine, but if Feng Jun asks me about the situation, how should I answer?"

You should obviously conceal it! The deputy really wanted to answer like that, but unfortunately, he didn’t dare give such instructions, "Is there no possibility of communicating a bit with him? Don’t think of just me, even the captain is in a difficult position."

Beauty Lin was silent, and after a while, she replied, "Then just give the instructions, if he takes it out on me and wants to downgrade the reception, I won’t be able to help."

The deputy silently hung up the phone, and after another ten minutes, he called again, "Alright, here’s some good news for you, you only need to take out one dose of the medicine, but after using it, the packaging... has to be handed over, right?"

"There’s no problem with handing it over," Beauty Lin wasn’t relieved but instead worried, she sighed, "There shouldn’t be too much residual liquid left, right?"

"Of course," the deputy answered without hesitation, on this point, he was definitely protective, "Since you’ve got this title, you should enjoy the rights that come with it, I don’t believe anyone would dare make you take the blame!"

"Then thank you, Deputy," Beauty Lin smiled, "Regarding cultivation data, I’ve copied a copy with an encrypted self-destruct feature, I want to archive the original data, keep it in the Cultural Town."

Hearing this, the deputy couldn’t help but ask, "Isn’t it more appropriate to hand over the original data?"

"Comparatively, I’m more assured about the defenses here," Beauty Lin answered seriously, "If there’s an emergency, borrowing manpower is also easier... they even have other channels for going abroad."

"This is really..." the deputy mumbled softly, then hung up the phone.

An hour later, someone drove over and took the USB drive, piquing Feng Jun’s curiosity, he followed with his divine sense, discovering the car got on the highway and headed straight to Jin Province.

Just entering Jin Province, the vehicle turned onto a hidden path, then a checkpoint appeared further in, revealing a secret base—strictly speaking, it resembled more of a military camp.

There were quite a few people moving around in the base, including researchers and soldiers, Feng Jun initially wanted to see which formidable individuals were in the military but unexpectedly found there were several familiar martial cultivators inside.

On second thought, he realized he had seen them at the Dragon Gate Conference, one of them had even once trained at the Xiuzhen Courtyard.

Feng Jun retracted his divine sense and directly contacted Good Scenery, "Teacher Mei, this person had trained at the courtyard, right?"

Director Mei recognized the image in the divine sense and nodded, also answering using divine sense, "That’s correct, he’s a Wudang Secular Disciple, only trained for half a year."

Feng Jun was a bit displeased, "Even secular disciples come to Xiuzhen Courtyard for training, does Wudang think they have too many quotas?"

You actually allow secular disciples to cultivate in a place with a Spirit Gathering Array? Do you know how much effort I put into resisting others’ covetousness of the Spirit Gathering Array?

"It’s quite normal," Feng Jing responded indifferently. "Among young people, there really aren’t many who aim to be Taoists for life. Most people take things one step at a time, and there are not a few who practice at home. There are quite a few like this in the Xiuzhen Courtyard."

After waiting a bit, she added, "I have some impression of this person; he’s a martial arts fanatic and his family is wealthy. He probably spent a considerable amount to buy a place into the Xiuzhen Courtyard, but in the end, he only cultivated for half a year—there are just too many disciples in Wudang. What did he do?"

"He should have been recruited," Feng Jun answered helplessly. "Didn’t I give out six sets of martial cultivation techniques? Among those participating in the research, I found this guy and a few other martial artists who had attended the Dragon Gate conference."

Feng Jing remained silent, then after a while, sighed, "Let’s not be unfair. Mastering the arts of literature and martial skills, trade with the imperial family—now there are no emperors, so consider it patriotism... People in the Daoist sects should also be patriotic."

"That’s the principle, but I just feel a bit uncomfortable," Feng Jun replied, conflicted.

The cultivation techniques he distributed were basic martial cultivation techniques from the Kunhao Realm. However, don’t underestimate these basic techniques—because they are foundational, impartial, and harmonious, they are excellent for laying the groundwork.

Not to brag, but with these six sets of foundational techniques, Feng Jun believed even Kunlun couldn’t match up. Kunlun certainly has more than six sets of techniques, but among the fundamental martial techniques, one so magnificent and authoritative, capable of setting a solid foundation, definitely doesn’t exist in six sets.

So his frustration is understandable. "I didn’t even give other Daoist sects anything, yet their disciples revert to secular life and instead come into contact with Luohua’s techniques. What kind of situation is this?"

Teacher Mei thought about it and laughed, "But you didn’t give other sects your techniques out of reluctance. Thinking this way will make your heart more at ease."

Everyone in Luohua knew that Feng Jun was not stingy in his actions. He genuinely intended to support the various branches of the Huaxia Daoist sects. However, he had one flaw: some might say his need to control is too strong, while others might say he simply lacks a sense of security.

He always preferred to keep things within the realm of his control.

He had mentioned more than once that as long as someone made a significant contribution, not only the Spirit Gathering Array but cultivation techniques could also be given.

Ultimately, it comes down to the idea that the law should not be passed lightly. Giving others techniques without good reason not only diminishes oneself but is also disrespectful to the techniques.

Moreover, recklessly giving out techniques doesn’t necessarily make the other party happy—do they think our techniques are stronger than theirs?

"Still can’t feel comfortable," Feng Jun sighed, retracting his divine sense, and glanced at Yang Yuxin, who was not far away. "A cultivator from the Xiuzhen Courtyard actually obtained Luohua’s techniques from the military side. What do you think?"

Yang Yuxin didn’t understand the situation at first. After asking a couple of questions, she then realized and shook her head with a smile, "There’s nothing that can be done about it. They don’t have many options. The military focuses on grappling and fighting; if they want to cultivate, they still need to invite experts for guidance."

"That’s indeed the situation," Feng Jun understood the crux, "just feeling unbalanced."

Yang Yuxin smiled slightly at his words, "That’s simple then, send Gazi or Gao Qiang over to guide them—they are the real authorities."

"That’s not appropriate," Feng Jun shook his head. He had given out techniques in advance for them to get familiar with, and it was definitely not the time to send instructors, "It’s not yet the stage in my plan."

"Then there’s no other way," Yang Yuxin shook her head, unable to suppress her admiration for his almost obsessive attention to pacing, so she could only comfort him further, "Don’t worry, the military also won’t allow them to leak secrets."

Hearing this, Feng Jun felt a bit more balanced, indeed. Even if those guys could access Luohua’s techniques, would they really dare to casually spread them? If they were just curious to observe, he really didn’t mind.

Feeling better, that night he personally went to the Taklimakan. Surely enough, after not visiting for a year, they had built over thirty hangars there, half-buried, with covers concealing them, and camouflage on the covers.

Thanks to Luohua’s persistent greening efforts over the years, some saplings had even grown to three meters tall.

This phenomenon caused a stir online since Luohua’s contracting information couldn’t be found. Adding to it were rumors of a nearby gold processing plant, leading some to speculate if the military was participating in greening efforts here.

When Feng Jun arrived, each hangar had faint lights from emergency lamps. About four to five hundred warriors were stationed, but a temporary dance troupe was there for performances, and everyone was at the square watching the show.

Of course, sentries had to remain, but today’s sentries were all officers. In their words, such a wonderful performance shouldn’t be missed by any warrior.

As for Feng Jun’s abilities, a significant number of people in the military were aware, even about the legend of the storage bags. However, it’s better not to let warriors know about such challenging matters.

After deploying the warship, Feng Jun toured his contracted area and unexpectedly discovered a new line had been added to the electric version of the Rain Prayer Array. Clearly, this wasn’t done by Luohua people.