Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 652 - The Lost King Crow

Chapter 652: Chapter 652: The Lost King Crow

Chapter 652: Chapter 652: The Lost King Crow

When the large truck arrived at Luohua Manor, it was already 10 p.m., after sixteen hours on the road.

Indeed, a large vehicle like this couldn’t compare to a smaller car in terms of speed.

As soon as it entered the manor, the unloading began, with the goods being taken off and placed in the villa’s yard.

The people who had stayed behind over the past two days had actively helped with the delivery and unloading; most of the plants had already been moved into the bamboo forest.

This task seriously affected cultivation, but no one minded—in the face of so many incredible things arriving at the manor, who wouldn’t be happy?

The only person who might not be as thrilled by the haul of natural treasures was Feng Jun.

However, tonight, the focus of everyone’s attention was not on the newly arrived plants, but on the butterfly that remained vibrantly alive even in the dead of winter.

All six of Feng Jun’s disciples knew that the butterfly was at the Qi Refinement Realm and might have lived for possibly a thousand years; everyone wanted a glimpse—after all, aside from Feng Jun, it was the second Qi Refinement realm being they had encountered.

In fact, not just them, even Gao Qiang and Di Aixin were quite amazed when they saw the butterfly.

Li Shishi was even braver, stepping forward to touch the butterfly’s wings, “I’ve never seen such a big butterfly in my life… It’s so beautiful.”

“You really are fearless,” Feng Jing walked forward and pulled her back, “Didn’t you see that the butterfly is still chained?”

Just as Gao Qiang was feeling skeptical, he heard this and asked, “Teacher Mei, is this butterfly really that powerful?”

“Very powerful,” Sister Hong spoke up. Although she had sat in the truck bed all day, she had plenty of warm clothing and even managed to sneak in some sleep on the truck; her spirits were still quite high, “If it weren’t for the iron chain, Gao Qiang, you might not be a match for it.”

“Are you joking?” Gao Qiang truly didn’t believe it; he thought the butterfly being chained might bite and spread some disease. How could an elite special forces soldier like him not defeat a butterfly?

Sister Hong didn’t bother to explain, instead taking a discarded iron tin can from the truck, and said to the butterfly, “Come on, Little Junjun… show us what you can do.”

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Under the bright lights, a flash of white light sliced the can cleanly in two. Though it was just thin tin, the sight was chilling enough to imagine if it had been a person.

But the butterfly was still not satisfied, spraying a mouthful of fluid onto the tin, which immediately made a slight “sizzle” sound. Upon closer inspection, the can started to bubble up.

“Wow,” Gao Qiang finally understood why the little butterfly was kept on an iron chain, “If this thing got out and bred a bunch of offspring, the whole of Huaxia would be in chaos.”

Sister Hong glanced at him, “If it bumped into you, you wouldn’t be able to withstand it… believe it or not?”

It’s not that Gao Qiang didn’t believe her, but he still wanted to see for himself, “Then I’d like to try… can you make it not spit fluid?”

“Forget it,” Gazi shook his head at him, “You can’t block it, even Hai Feng couldn’t.”

“Alright, let’s rest early,” Feng Jing yawned and said, “We still have work to do in the next few days.”

That night, Feng Jun watched over the butterfly as he slept, while Teacher Mei sent everyone away but still found herself alone.

Actually, Feng Jun didn’t really like the butterfly that much. He could accept a spirit plant shepherd, but the butterfly, evolved from a Gu insect was too vicious.

His initial plan had been to sell the creature once he got his hands on it, even if it meant shipping it to the mobile phone dimension—that way, he could sell it directly.

He felt he wouldn’t be able to deal with this being in the short term, and rather than kill it, which seemed a waste, it would be better to sell it.

He shared Elder Guo’s concerns; they both worried about the strange creature escaping from the manor. After all, within the manor only he could subdue it. His other six disciples, if ambushed, would only be able to activate their protective talismans to defend themselves.

But seeing how much Sister Hong liked it, he felt his resolve to sell it wavering.

Moreover, if he wanted to take the butterfly to the mobile phone dimension, he would have to use up most of the energy in the Stone Ring beforehand. Otherwise, he could only transfer a dead butterfly, and at the moment, there was still quite a bit of energy left in his Stone Ring.

In fact, he and Sister Hong had already done plenty of tests on the butterfly during their journey, which made their travel less dull.

The butterfly had a decent intelligence. It wasn’t particularly fussy about food, preferring nectar and meat. Of course, what it valued more was food imbued with spiritual energy…

The very next morning, Feng Jun took the butterfly to the bamboo forest.

The butterfly’s sensitivity to spiritual energy was much stronger than others. As soon as it neared the bamboo forest, it frantically flapped its wings and darted forward, dragging the iron chain and almost causing Feng Jun to stumble.

In the end, it was only after Feng Jun scolded it with “Behave yourself” did it tone down its strength a bit.

After entering the bamboo forest, it flew straight towards the “condensing spirit stones,” showing no manners whatsoever.

“Stop,” Feng Jun pulled the iron chain in his hand and said sternly, “Don’t go to the center, do you hear me?”

He didn’t really think that the butterfly, with its small brain, would understand, but it actually did stop mid-air, then twisted around to look back at him, appearing pitifully at him.

Feng Jun then took out another section of iron chain. He had prepared ten meters of it, but had not used that length on the truck. Now, he linked the chains together and tied them to a boulder.

He then began to meditate for a while to relieve the fatigue of the past two days.

While he was meditating, the others gradually arrived. Zhuang Zesheng and Gu Jiahui were utterly astonished when they saw such a large butterfly; it was as surprising as anything could be.

At their age, they were naturally curious about everything. It was only because Feng Jun was present that they managed to suppress their curiosity—it was rare for Master Feng to enter the bamboo forest.

When Zhang Caixin and Gazi came to cultivate, Feng Jun felt a bit better, and that’s when he left the bamboo forest—with the two of them there, teaming up to subdue King Crow wasn’t very difficult.

Feng Jun first went to the jade building to check on it and found that all the renovations had been completed. Even the underfloor heating had started working, and all the furniture and appliances had been bought. After ventilating the space for a while, it would be ready to move into.

The construction site had been cleaned up as well, and everything was back to normal.

So, he began to restore the Spirit Gathering Array in the backyard.

The Formation was now located between the rear building and the jade building, making it even less likely to be discovered.

Unfortunately, the space in this area was really too small, only three to four acres, with the jade building itself occupying half an acre.

Otherwise, Feng Jun really had the intention of setting up the Lingzhi Formation here as well.

From his secret share, he had about two hundred Spirit Plants, which couldn’t all fit in three to four acres of land—they would need at least seven to eight acres.

For him, setting up the Spirit Gathering Array in the backyard was a familiar task, and by noon, he had finished the job.

After a hearty lunch, he slept soundly until nightfall.

When he awoke, Gazi had just returned with Butterfly.

King Crow had been very docile all day, staying still on the rock or getting up to hunt small animals.

The iron chain that secured it was only ten meters long, limiting its range of movement.

But around the Spirit Gathering Array, there were just too many insects attracted by the Spiritual Energy.

The insects that entered the Spirit Gathering Array would typically explode and die, even crows dared not enter the Array, but on the outskirts, numerous insects kept trying to get in.

It was winter now, and in theory, there shouldn’t be many insects, but the existence of the Spirit Gathering Array had transformed the climate of this small area, so there wasn’t a shortage of small insects and animals.

King Crow also demonstrated its ferocity for everyone to see.

A pure white Butterfly actually managed to kill a centipede over ten centimeters long and swallow it whole.

It also killed a field mouse about the size of a palm.

However, this hunt attracted the dissatisfaction of a certain being—King Crow cawed loudly, feeling that its food was being stolen, and charged at King Crow.

But King Crow didn’t take it seriously at all, holding the mouse and flying back to the concrete ground.

It didn’t even place the mouse on the stone, where it usually perched, as it would be messy with blood everywhere.

It intended to start its meal inside the Spirit Gathering Array, but the crow was furious, circling around the Array and cawing loudly.

A mere butterfly, since when did it dare to compete for prey? Look clearly, I am a crow!

King Crow was fairly intelligent and should have known that anything that could enter the Spirit Gathering Array was stronger than it, which couldn’t enter the Array.

But its intelligence was perhaps too high—it actually thought that the butterfly might have gotten in through a backdoor arrangement.

In the animal kingdom, such scenarios were quite common; King Crow itself had collected protection fees. If you pay up, you can enter my territory; otherwise, don’t blame me for being unkind.

In its view, if Feng Jun was willing to look after the Butterfly, there certainly would be a way to let it into the Spirit Gathering Array.

In the end, King Crow’s constant noise angered Butterfly, which seized a moment when the opponent was relatively close and charged directly at it.

Although it was tied with a long iron chain, its speed was still much faster than the crow’s.

The crow’s reaction was also very quick, and it had plenty of combat experience. Seeing the Butterfly lunge fiercely, it swiftly dodged the Butterfly’s beak and forelimbs with a side step, extending its claws to viciously grab at the Butterfly’s wings.

King Crow missed its target, but this was because it wasn’t used to the long iron chain. If it had a few more days to get used to the chain, killing the crow would be no problem at all—it was in the Qi Refinement Realm, after all.

Even so, when the crow’s claws hit its wings, King Crow was completely unharmed, while the crow let out a mournful cry as if it had grabbed onto a steel plate—the key was it had exerted quite a bit of force.

With a flap of its wings, the Butterfly knocked the crow to the ground and, like an arrow, dived towards the earth, intent on killing its adversary—this little creature looked plump and tempting, and crucially, it was also suffused with Spiritual Energy.

Luckily, they were already in the bamboo forest, and the chain on the Butterfly was entangled with the bamboo branches, which affected its diving speed.

The commotion from their fight was too loud, and Gazi, who was cultivating, was startled and shouted, “Stop!”

Remarkably, the Butterfly instantly obeyed and came to a halt.

King Crow escaped from death’s door and flew off in a slant, not daring to look back until it was more than twenty meters away.

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