Chapter 2728 - 2720: Oddball

Chapter 2728: Chapter 2720: Oddball

To be honest, the character of this elusive True Immortal left Elder Bian Ji and Yi Jue in awe, and even Feng Jun from the Earth Realm was quite surprised: Are there cultivators this offbeat?

Both he and the Big Boss tend to be cautious, but many cultivators act similarly — developing quietly when they should be low-key, and bravely risking their lives when faced with unavoidable situations. At worst, they dare to run away.

But this elusive True Immortal doesn’t even have the courage to run away. When two True Immortals came from the Seven Emotions Path, he was brought back.

However, Qian Zhong and the Xuanyuan Family were not particularly surprised, they are Divine Spirit True Lords, what haven’t they seen?

Xuanyuan expressed that this type of person... just directly tell him what you need him to do; he wouldn’t dare play tricks.

The elusive True Immortal was somewhat resistant to the development of the Feign Death Pill, even though he knew that Elder Bian Ji not only invited Yi Jue but also sought help from the famous Mountain Master Feng of White Pebble Beach. He still verbally expressed doubt about this pill’s development.

What left Feng Jun helpless was that this guy only expressed his doubts verbally without any real opposition or resistance, and he couldn’t treat him as a "prisoner" and couldn’t just smack him around.

Fortunately, when the elusive True Immortal learned that there is another True Lord from the Xuanyuan Family at White Pebble Beach and that this True Lord is on good terms with Feng Jun, he immediately behaved—some people are really born slick, even in cultivation, they can’t change.

Even though he somewhat changed and was willing to cooperate actively, the debate on the Feign Death Pill’s direction lasted another ten days.

In the beginning, the elusive True Immortal was unwilling to participate in the discussion, only objectively sharing what he had deduced, but later, as Feng Jun, Yi Jue, and Bian Ji had intense discussions, he gradually joined in.

As the exploration deepened, Feng Jun had to admit that although the elusive True Immortal behaved like a delinquent, living day by day, his knowledge was genuinely profound and remarkably deep.

No wonder both Yi Jue and Bian Ji saw potential in him; if he had a more serious attitude towards life and cultivation, he could have become a prominent figure in Tianqin.

So he couldn’t help but exclaim, "With your talent, if you didn’t squander it, you might have reached the Soul Exit stage by now."

The elusive True Immortal was only afraid of those with higher cultivation levels, not those with more potential, and couldn’t help but respond, "Squander? Wait until you surpass me by a major realm before speaking to me like this... currently, I am a major realm above you."

Feng Jun ignored him, knowing this guy is just a troublemaker—the more you pay attention to him, the more he messes around, ignoring him makes him lose interest.

However, the elusive True Immortal seemed to have a small opinion of him for this; he decisively suggested following Yi Jue’s material direction on the tenth day.

Feng Jun didn’t mind, the consensus outcome is fair game; following Yi Jue isn’t shameful.

In fact, he had his own little calculation: following the sustained energy route was leaning towards the Earth thinking method. If he learned new knowledge in Yi Jue’s suggested direction, besides broadening his horizons, some ideas and logic could be used on Earth.

Though the development of this pill is indeed a long journey—success might not arrive in three or five years.

Jing Ling wanted to help Feng Jun, but unfortunately, it truly had no understanding of pill refining; think about it, as a naturally born spirit of an ancient artifact, why would it need pills?

The Guardian was slightly stronger than Jing Ling, but only by a bit—it couldn’t give any substantial advice on the ideas and steps of pill refining, and all it could do was deduce the effects of the Feign Death after the materials and steps are outlined.

However, even this verification was quite unreliable, because Earth and the Tianqin plane differ greatly, and many pill materials simply don’t exist on Earth. It had to ask Feng Jun for related data, and under such circumstances, who would dare trust it unconditionally?

As for Jing Ling, it could only honestly continue refining magical treasures, since there were no extreme spirits to earn from pill deduction—why bother?

In the following half-year, Feng Jun practically stayed at White Pebble Beach, besides deducing pills, occasionally refining one or two magical treasures, and sometimes helping fellow Daoists with advancement or healing—he spent his days quite fulfilled.

The Formation Path people came one day, bringing Feng Jun a batch of middle-level spirits—the Energy Conversion Array had started selling, and this was his share from the Formation Path.

Apart from the share, the Formation Path also brought two formations, hoping for his help in improving them.

Just middle-level spirits as the share... being this stingy, and expecting me to help with formation improvements? Feng Jun politely declined, "Sorry, I’ve been busy helping Elder Bian Ji deduce pills recently, refining magical treasures and solving Dao friends’ issues—I really can’t spare the time."

Bian Ji, as "Elder"? Maybe, but it’s been a while since he was addressed this way.

The Formation Path visitors surely didn’t want this result, but... what Feng Jun had been doing in the past half-year was known to others.

Plus, Elder Bian Ji of the Alchemy Dao... although indeed a bit eccentric, Elder Dianjing of the Formation Path highly esteemed him.

So even though Feng Jun politely refused, the visitors certainly wouldn’t leave easily—they would probably settle at White Pebble Beach, find a place to stay, and wait for an opportunity.

Many operate this way, not just the Artifact Refining Path waiting for Feng Jun’s guidance, even Taixu Sect people are waiting to sell a Spirit Stone Mine to Feng Jun!

The matter with Taixu Sect sounds particularly un-Xianxia—selling your own Spirit Stone mine to outsiders?

Yet, regardless of how un-Xianxia it seems, it has objectively happened, and Taixu Sect previously promised it, plus they have their reasons.

Others are waiting too—the Golden Crow faction wants Feng Jun to help with a collective foretelling, just like he helped the Crimson Phoenix Sect.

Feng Jun rejected the request from the Formation Path, returned to continue foretelling, but the big boss couldn’t hold back, "It’s been half a year, are we still going to visit those lower realms of Yi Jue or not?"

"Senior, I need some time for that," Feng Jun was really helpless, "You’ve seen it, so many people are watching me, can I leave... can I really get away?"

"But my Soul Exit Pills... I don’t know who’s going to get them cheaply," the big boss was truly frustrated, otherwise, he would surely have been boiling with anger. He knew that Feng Jun was most concerned about the Soul Exit Pills now, so he brought it up—the allure of the Nascent Baby Pills wasn’t enough anymore!

If Feng Jun were merely Golden Core Sixth Layer, the Nascent Baby Pills would be highly tempting, but some people... can’t be considered by usual standards!

Yi Jue doesn’t even care about Soul Exit Pills, would Feng Jun care about Nascent Baby Pills?

The big boss’s previous attitude towards the secret stash was indeed indifferent since he had hidden enough.

But when he discovered various problems arising from his secret stash, he couldn’t sit still—finding treasures with Yin Spirits is one thing, but even the Domain has started to get ideas.

I can’t hold on, really can’t hold on at all.

"It’s just about some Extreme Spirits, honestly I can’t leave," Feng Jun expressed helplessly, "I might as well help you find some Extreme Spirits later... am I being a bit conceited?"

"I don’t know if you’re conceited, but I won’t place all my hopes on you," the big boss was surprisingly calm, "I trust you, but I won’t accept gains without merit. I prefer to use my own resources to recover... rather than bearing too much causality."

"You really consider me your causality," Feng Jun smiled, but his mood was far from as relaxed as it appeared—the causality of becoming a powerhouse, he truly didn’t know if he should feel honored or depressed, the word "causality" is too heavy.

At that moment, a pungent smell wafted from afar, and the next instant, Elder Bian Ji appeared in front of him, with a constipated expression, "A summons has been issued at the Insect World Gateway... a large-scale casualty event involving cultivators has occurred there."

"I knew a time like this would come!" Feng Jun slapped his forehead, speaking helplessly, "Are they summoning you?"

"They didn’t forcibly summon me," Elder Bian Ji’s constipated expression became even more severe, "They said I should persuade you to go."

"Persuade me to do what!" Feng Jun was disgruntled, though he had guessed the outcome, the logic just didn’t feel right, "You’re the one most skilled in treatment, maybe... they know you’re here with me?"

"I wasn’t forcibly summoned," Elder Bian Ji replied with an expressionless face. He knew his treatment skills were high, yet the sect valued Feng Jun more, so he felt the decision wasn’t wrong but he emotionally couldn’t quite accept it.

He expressed gloomily, "Your foretelling is stronger than mine... unknown injuries, you can play a bigger role!"

Feng Jun raised his hand, and once again slapped his forehead, "I really don’t want to go... your foretelling is also very strong."

"My foretelling is indeed strong," Elder Bian Ji snorted coldly, followed by a bitter laugh, "But I also know I’m much worse in foretelling than you, we’ve been collaborating for half a year, who doesn’t know each other by now."

"But..." Feng Jun thought for a moment, "I still need to continue foretelling the Feign Death Pill."

"Leave it to me, I can foretell it," Elder Bian Ji’s face darkened, "We shouldn’t belittle others like this."

Their conversation attracted others to watch, among them was Yi Jue.

Listening to the end, Yi Jue candidly remarked, "Then just take a trip, anyway, the matter of the Feign Death Pill won’t have immediate results, let Elder Bian Ji take his time with it."

Elder Bian Ji’s face immediately drooped—these tech guys really don’t know how to talk properly, where’s your EQ?

Feng Jun looked at the vast White Pebble Beach, feeling it inappropriate to leave just like that, "Someone needs to keep watch."

"Unqi Guarding Da Jun is just fine for keeping watch," Qian Zhong instantly blinked in front of him, laughing as he spoke, "He’s a Divine Spirit True Monarch, much stronger than us Nascent Souls."

"Senior, that’s enough," Xuanyuan Unqi also instantly blinked over, "I’m just a Divine Spirit, you’re a Fusion Stage, senior... don’t mock people like this!"

Elder Bian Ji was suddenly flustered by the wind—I’m going over, there’s even an Integration Powerhouse at White Pebble Beach?