Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 235: Chapter 235 First Order (2 more)

Brother Bao, upon hearing the Divine Doctor’s question, was also a bit taken aback, “I hadn’t noticed any issues with your health, but matters of men and women require some health preservation… being a Divine Doctor, you couldn’t possibly be unaware of this, right?”

Feng Jun, upon hearing this, suddenly nodded in realization, “So it’s about cultivating again. I mistook it for a technique of harvesting yin from yang, a kind of self-benefitting method at the expense of others, which I disdain to use.”

He was effectively looking for a way out, but Brother Bao felt a bit awkward upon hearing this, “This Soaring Dragon Dominating Phoenix… can’t be entirely classified as a harvesting technique, but this secret technique comes from the Imperial Family and is based on nobility, not tyranny.”

Strictly speaking, this was the Imperial Family’s method of nourishment; unlike those wicked techniques, the Imperial Family’s consorts, including empresses and concubines, should not end up tortured and sickly—how could they then serve as paradigms for all under heaven?

Although there were servants and lesser figures by the Imperial Family’s side, such figures could also end up with concealed pregnancies; relentlessly taking without giving could risk the imperial progeny.

Therefore, the Imperial Family’s method of nourishment could only be considered a weakened version of the repeated cultivation technique, since the identities of both parties were not equal, and they could not interact freely and benefit mutually as immortal partners would.

In fact, this repeated cultivation method was very rare in the Secular World but somewhat more common among immortals.

The true explanation of the Soaring Dragon Dominating Phoenix is quite significant in the Secular World—in fact, the phrase “Imperial Family’s secret technique” is enough to highlight its value.

The father of the old Lord Beiyuan had once made a meritorious rescue and sustained serious injury to his lower body, for which he was rewarded by the Imperial Family with this secret technique.

Moreover, Brother Bao emphasized that ordinary people could not perform this technique; the true explanation required a blessing of fortune. The Imperial Family faced fewer restrictions in using it as members inherently possessed the dragon’s spirit.

However, he also mentioned that if one lacked this fortune to utilize, it would still be possible with immortal energy—so it should not be an insurmountable challenge for the Divine Doctor.

Feng Jun shook his head with a look of righteousness, “My medical skills will not be used for such purposes, you’re thinking too much.”

“Then indeed I have been presumptuous,” Brother Bao said with a smile, “The Divine Doctor must have a better method for repeated cultivation.”

Feng Jun did not respond directly, but merely coughed lightly, “However, researching such a regal secret technique could well be beneficial, Brother Bao is thoughtful… come in and take a look.”

Brother Bao glanced at Tian Yangni beside him and helplessly curled his lips, thinking to himself how great an actor this Divine Doctor was.

But the next moment, his attention was captured by the wall of monitors making up the surveillance system.

Being born in Lord Beiyuan Mansion and the youngest at home, he had seen a fair share of grand scenes and even witnessed real Immortals.

During those events, he was only allowed to stand in a corner and take a brief glance from afar, so his understanding of Immortals was not extensive.

He had heard some about Formations, mainly Military Formations and Killing Formations. He remembered on a visit to a Prince’s Mansion, his father mentioning that the mansion had a Warning Formation, but since they were guests that day, they did not witness it in action.

As for the defenses at Lord Beiyuan Mansion, they were claimed to be Formations too, but those were just simple pits for early warnings, bells, and Netting Mechanism traps for catching assassins. Mostly, Lord Beiyuan Mansion relied on manpower for security.

It wasn’t until he actually saw the various angles from the monitor wall that he was so stunned he stood with his mouth agape—with such formations, it was truly possible to devise strategies within a command tent and win battles miles away.

Observing some more, he identified most of the scenes and could even see people setting up tents and talking. By reading their lips and gestures, he could nearly guess what some of them were saying.

What utterly captivated him were the monitors that controlled the Yuntai; by operating the Yuntai, the cameras could switch angles and zoom to adjust the focus.

By the end, the only thought in his mind was, “The Imperial Palace’s Warning Formation is probably similar to this.”

As for the formations of the Immortals, he did not even venture to think about it; his knowledge of Immortals was too limited to imagine the unimaginable.

After watching for almost half an hour, Brother Bao finally came back to his senses, “This device is truly exquisite; may I inquire as to its value?”

He had already made up his mind, this excellent piece of equipment—if the price wasn’t too exorbitant—was something he would decide to acquire.

In fact, even though he was from the junior generation and rarely took the initiative, as the youngest son of the old Lord Beiyuan, once he decided, only the current Lord Beiyuan could overrule his decision without hesitation.

Even the current Countess, who oversaw all domestic affairs, had to give him some face.

He asked very directly, but Tian Lewen’s reaction was to roll his eyes—truly the mannerisms of a privileged young master.

If you’ve taken a fancy to it, could you not appear so eager? Isn’t this just handing the knife over to the other party, allowing oneself to be slaughtered at will?

It must be said that a small family is a small family, inherently lacking in vision.

Feng Jun, however, burst into laughter. He liked dealing with straightforward people. “You start by telling me how big of a formation you plan to set up. But I must remind you, just setting up the formation is not enough; you also need to buy Thunder Machinery… I call it a generator.”

“A generator? That’s doable,” Brother Bao nodded without hesitation. “To be honest, after getting used to the lighting here at night, the thought of going back to corridors filled with lanterns makes me want to die!”

“Then we’ll need to get into the details,” Feng Jun lifted the bowl, slurped a few mouthfuls, and finished off the noodles inside. Then, he took a delicate sip of the noodle soup. “We need to determine the range of the setup first. The size of the area will definitely affect the price.”

“Hmm… Let’s do this,” Brother Bao pondered for a moment before speaking. “You tell me first, what will we settle the transaction with, silver dollars or gold?”

“Natural treasures, cultivation techniques… anything works,” Feng Jun replied with a smile. “If you have Immortal Crystals, that would be the best.”

“Immortal Crystals…” Brother Bao’s mouth twitched, then he let out a wry smile. “Divine Doctor, the items you want are really high-end.”

Feng Jun took another sip of the soup, belched satisfyingly, and then answered with a smile, “The grand Lord Beiyuan Mansion shouldn’t be stumped by such a trivial matter, should it? You only notice that my demands are high-end, but isn’t the formation itself far from low-end?”

He was still willing to be as friendly as possible with a potential client.

“I want Immortal Crystals too,” Brother Bao muttered under his breath. “If you have any, Divine Doctor, I’ll buy them at a high price.”

“Alright, let’s talk about your intended goals,” Feng Jun belched again. “Haven’t eaten yet, have you? Shall we eat together?”

Brother Bao looked at him dumbfounded. “Ah, you can still eat more?”

As it turned out, the stomach of a cultivator was really a miraculous thing. Within half an hour, Feng Jun had his belly back to normal—this time wasn’t spent idly, but waiting for Feifei to cook.

Of course, in such a short time, one couldn’t whip up any gourmet dishes, but the refrigerator was already in use. Inside were some frozen braised meats. Just make a mixed dish, slice some sausages, prepare a couple of cold vegetable dishes, stir-fry some eggs, and serve up some peanuts, and it would be quite a feast.

The two from the Tian Family hadn’t eaten either, so it was inevitable that they joined in for a meal. Everyone chatted over drinks and sorted out Brother Bao’s requirements.

After discussing for a while, Feng Jun realized that Lord Beiyuan Mansion was really too big, covering at least five hundred acres, with an additional courtyard over a thousand acres that contained an artificial lake, as well as gardens and farmland.

Feng Jun felt that the area was too vast; he didn’t know how many surveillance cameras would need to be installed. In fact, the loss of 220V AC over cables was enough to give one a headache.

Brother Bao said he understood the Divine Doctor’s point. After seeing the surveillance footage, he already had a clear understanding of the effectiveness of the cameras and there was no need for Feng Jun to emphasize it further.

Therefore, his request was for Feng Jun to provide two sets of formations. One, of course, would be installed near Brother Bao’s own garden, which was about thirty acres and his private property.

The other set of formations was intended for the second courtyard of the Count’s Mansion, where Lord Beiyuan worked, entertained guests, read, and rested. This courtyard was over a hundred acres in size.

As for the back of Lord Beiyuan’s residence, Brother Bao thought it was inadvisable to set up anything there due to the large number of women; even if most of the mansion’s wealth was located there, he didn’t think it necessary to install the formations.

It must be said that Brother Bao’s perspective on issues was quite unique. He even keenly realized that as good as the formation was, it could potentially become a tool for others to spy with.

Tian Lewen, as was his habit, raised an objection: they could place the formation’s surveillance equipment in the back of the mansion, couldn’t they? What was there to fear?

Brother Bao retorted with a dark expression, “Have you ever seen a family’s inner quarters that were totally harmonious? Spying by outsiders is bad enough, but the surveillance within the inner quarters… the consequences could be even more severe.”

Tian Lewen immediately fell silent. The Tian Family was also a large clan, traditionally housing the entire extended family together, but now they mostly lived in separate households, avoiding many conflicts.

It’s just that this practice had been in place in the Tian Family for so long that he had taken it for granted. It was only after hearing Brother Bao’s words did he realize he had indeed made a terrible suggestion.

With no further interjections from him, Feng Jun quickly reached a preliminary understanding with Brother Bao: to first install a set in his small courtyard with twenty surveillance heads, plus a generator, several lighting fixtures, and all other necessary “formation materials.”

For this comprehensive package, Feng Jun quoted a price of two thousand taels of gold.

Based on the calculation of one tael of gold being fifty grams, two thousand taels of gold equaled one hundred thousand grams, which amounted to about thirty million RMB in Earth Realm. The cost of purchasing these devices and installing them would not exceed three hundred thousand RMB, meaning a profit margin of a hundred times.

Even if he bought all branded items with pan-tilt controllers and variable zoom cameras—plus sound sensors, and even infrared night vision cameras—the cost would not be more than one million RMB.

Yet for these items, he dared to ask for two thousand taels of gold, showing the astonishing profits of a monopoly.