Big Data Cultivation

Xu Leigang having this kind of reaction really wasn’t surprising; although he didn’t read online novels, there were many martial arts TV series these days.

Others always say martial arts movies are fake, but regardless of whether they’re true or false, everyone has heard of the concepts involved.

Pills that can renovate the sinews and cleanse the marrow are considered priceless treasures in martial arts novels, definitely protagonist-level treatment.

Moreover, Xu Leigang was very clear that Feng Jun was not short on money; he himself owed the other party forty-five million which he had borrowed from him.

If a guy who isn’t short on cash brings out legendary pills, it’s obvious that one must worry whether they can afford them or not.

Feng Jun was quite satisfied with his attitude—My favor doesn’t ask for anything in return, but if you don’t appreciate it, then it’s rather disappointing.

So he laughed and said, “If you were trying to buy it, you definitely couldn’t afford it. Not to brag, but even if others wanted to buy it, I wouldn’t want to sell it. It’s just that I like the cut of your jib… I’m giving it to you for free.”

“No way?” Xu Leigang’s mouth fell open slightly, his face incredulous, “Such a good thing… for free?”

“That’s right, for free,” Feng Jun nodded without hesitation, “That day you asked the armed police brigade commander for help, and today you helped me get a dedicated line set up. It’s just… we’re fated.”

“That’s not such a big deal,” Xu Leigang hurriedly waved his hands, a bit embarrassed, “I haven’t even thanked you for the loan yet. Brothers should be heartfelt in their interactions.”

“Yes, it’s about being heartfelt,” Feng Jun smiled and nodded, “Seeing how overweight you are, it’s too easy for problems to arise, so I thought I’d help you adjust your body and lose some weight.”

In fact, Xu Leigang was also afraid of health issues, reaching his age, he was acutely aware of the hazards of obesity, it’s just that he had never been determined enough to exercise and diet.

However, as for Feng Jun’s sudden transformation from a private mine owner to a high-level martial artist, he still found it a bit hard to swallow, “You… used your martial arts to defeat those three robbers?”

Feng Jun scoffed with disdain, “Those sorts of scumbags, I could take on a hundred of them with one hand. I just didn’t want to draw attention to myself, so I only gave them a light punishment.”

He was bragging with that remark; at the time, his External Release of Internal Qi was merely beginning to touch upon the threshold. But since he was boasting, of course, he had to seem inscrutably profound to satisfy his vanity.

As expected, Xu Leigang bought the whole explanation. He laughed and shook his head, “Wang Weimin really doesn’t know the treasures he has, getting on your bad side… Right, those jade pieces of yours, they aren’t left to you by your sect, are they?”

Left by his sect? Feng Jun blinked, indeed, all along he had been scratching his head about how to explain the origin of the jade, hearing the other party actually making up such a scenario, he couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.

Then, he replied ambiguously with a laugh, “Is that… important to you?”

“Not important, not at all important,” Xu Leigang was scared into shaking his head vigorously.

At this moment, he had already fancied up many plots: Feng Jun was from a hidden sect, which possessed a huge stockpile of jade, and of course, given such a foundation, the quality of the jade must be exceptional.

His own question had been far too hasty and improper.

As for the miraculous Internal Qi and the strength to crush stones into powder, these were inheritances that one must possess within the sect.

Following this train of thought, the existence of Pills that could cleanse the marrow and refashion the sinews was also plausible.

Carried by his excitement, he couldn’t help but blurt out another question, “Master Feng, do you take disciples?”

Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile, “Lao Xu, you’re thinking too much… If you ask again, you’ll lose everything.”

“Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore,” Xu Leigang hurriedly shook his head, joking aside, he shouldn’t let the thought of seeking a master distract him from seizing the opportunity in front of him, and besides, the thing about favors is that they are built up gradually—haste makes waste.

So he expressed his decision very straightforwardly, “I’m very grateful that Master Feng is giving me this opportunity… Do I need to prepare anything?”

“No need,” Feng Jun shook his head and after thinking for a moment, added, “Just… it might hurt a bit.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Leigang slapped his chest, declaring proudly, “Pain I’m not afraid of, I’m from a military family, not so delicate.”

He sounded confident, and Feng Jun naturally chose to believe him, following him into a guest room of the villa.

Feng Jun still remembered when he took the Body Tempering Pill for the first time, he ate the entire pill, and Lang Zhen was quite surprised, saying that a person who hadn’t started cultivation would only need one-third of a pill at first; otherwise, the pain would be unbearable.

However, Feng Jun also remembered that after he swallowed that entire pill, he didn’t feel any discomfort whatsoever.

So he decided to feed Xu Leigang a quarter of a pill, assuming that such a dosage would be bearable even for an ordinary person.

Xu Leigang watched as Feng Jun took out a bottle from his bag and poured out a longan-sized, grayish-brown pill.

While his mind was bubbling with excitement, he saw the other party cut the pill in two.

The pill wasn’t too big to start with, and after being halved, it became even smaller. As he saw Feng Jun about to split those two halves again, Xu Leigang spoke up, “No need to divide it further, I have a big throat, I can definitely swallow half.”

He felt a twinge of heartache when he saw the tiny bits of pill residue fall onto the table… This was the Body Tempering Pill used for cleansing the marrow and transforming the sinews, after all.

Feng Jun glanced at him and said, “This is your first time taking it, you can only have a quarter, otherwise, it will hurt a lot.”

If he had said the pill was too potent and he might not be able to withstand it, Xu Leigang probably wouldn’t have said anything. But hearing that it would be painful, Xu Leigang wouldn’t agree, “It’s fine, I’ve already said, a military brat doesn’t fear this.”

Feng Jun hesitated before speaking, “The pill is quite potent, and you haven’t cultivated any sense of Inner Qi.”

By the time he mentioned the potency of the pill, it was a bit too late. Where would Xu Leigang concede to others? “When you hadn’t cultivated a sense of Inner Qi, did you also eat this much at one time?”

“I’m different from you,” Feng Jun answered matter-of-factly, “The first time I took one, I didn’t feel anything, but… how can you compare yourself to me?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Leigang couldn’t help his fiery temper, even knowing the other was a master, “Then I’ll take a whole one too, even if I’m not as good as you, I shouldn’t be that far off… Alright, half at least?”

He was rather dissatisfied initially, but as he noticed Feng Jun’s complexion getting worse, his voice got lower, and in the end, he settled for half.

In fact, Feng Jun thought that it didn’t really matter if he took half, since he had taken a whole one without issue.

However, Lang Zhen was very serious at the time, and he knew that the physique of the natives of the mobile phone plane was somewhat stronger than that of people in the real society, which is why he decided to let Xu Leigang take a quarter—ultimately, he couldn’t harm a friend.

Now, this guy was insisting on taking half, and he didn’t want to dampen his enthusiasm, so he nodded, “Alright, then half it is.”

The Body Tempering Pill took effect the moment it was ingested. Xu Leigang swallowed half and blinked, “It seems a bit warm…”

He hadn’t spoken for five seconds before he let out a muffled groan, clutching his stomach and slowly curling up, getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, he couldn’t even sit on the sofa, clutching his stomach and squatting on the ground, then slowly lying down on the carpet, his face turning deathly pale, his nostrils flaring rapidly, and he looked as if he was in unbearable pain.

But stubbornly, he clenched his teeth and didn’t make a sound of pain.

After a while, his whole body began to tremble, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and soon, he was sweating profusely all over, drenching him as if he had fallen into a soup.

Even so, he did not cry out in pain; only unintelligible moans emanated from his throat.

Finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore and let out a hoarse shout, “Ugh, I really want a smoke…”

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back in his head, and he fainted.

“Damn, he really is a tough guy,” Feng Jun smacked his lips. He had long heard that when people suffer unbearable pain, they can faint from it, and this is actually a kind of instinctual self-protection mechanism of the body.

But while he had heard about it, this was the first time he had witnessed it.

He had a good impression of Fatty Xu, but that was just because he liked his look. He never expected that such a chubby, harmless-looking fellow, who seemed unable to take much hardship, would actually have such formidable endurance.

Indeed, one should never judge a book by its cover. Fatty Xu’s frequent claims of being able to endure hardship were indeed not boastful.

About ten minutes later, Xu Leigang woke up and called out painfully, “Water, water… I need water.”

He had to drink water; in just those short ten minutes, he had sweated out almost six or seven pounds.

Gulping down two bottles of mineral water, Fatty Xu’s mouth leaked a trace of fresh blood, clearly showing that his lips had been bitten through, and then, he fainted once again.

Xu Leigang fainted a total of three times, each time waking up to drink a lot of water.

The third time he woke up was an hour later. Lying on the floor and gasping for air for half an hour, he slowly climbed up and sat on the floor with a hoarse voice, “Damn… that was exhilarating.”

Feng Jun had retreated to outside the room and watched him from a distance, “How do you feel?”

“Very… very invigorating,” Xu Leigang answered breathlessly, “This little pill really packs a punch. I feel so hungry I could eat a whole cow… Why are you standing so far away?”

Feng Jun wrinkled his nose and fanned the air with his hand, “Haven’t you noticed… you reek right now?”

“Stink?” Xu Leigang lifted his arm, sniffed his forearm, rubbed his face, and then smelled his hand, speaking puzzledly, “I don’t feel it… Maybe I’m nose­blind?”

Then, he stood baffled, before suddenly shouting excitedly, “Feng Jun, Master Feng… there’s oil coming out of my body, is this the dirt secreted by the cleansing of the marrow and the transformation of the sinews?”

“It should be… I guess?” Feng Jun replied uncertainly, then fanned in front of his nose again, “I’m saying, can you go and take a bath? I’ll be staying around here soon.”

“Right away,” Xu Leigang struggled to stand up, “No, this room doesn’t have a bathtub. I need to find one with a tub, to soak first…”

(First update, congratulations to Sect Leader Zhuang Zhou Haoze, the extra update is here. Shouldn’t there be some monthly tickets by now?)