Big Data Cultivation - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297 Professional Correspondence

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Zhang Caixin was truly happy, spinning around twice in the living room without even realizing it.

Then, she turned to Feng Jun, asking with a hint of excitement, “Can’t you feel it?”

Feng Jun seemed lost in thought and took a moment to snap back to reality, answering as if awakening from a dream, “Oh, I don’t feel anything special. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, once you get used to it, it doesn’t matter anymore. It’s just like the poem Wang Guozhen wrote, ‘The best thing is… West Lake is not my hometown,’ right?”

Zhang Caixin’s smile froze on her face, then she gave him a disdainful look, “Such a nice house… It’s a waste for you to live in it, you really can’t appreciate this feeling.”

Li Xiaobin, who had his back to the two, was startled and thought, This way of brown-nosing is quite unique… But does it really work? Surely it won’t anger Boss Feng, right?

But Feng Jun was not angry; instead, he looked at Zhang Caixin with great interest, “If you’d like, you can move in.”

Zhang Caixin was initially taken aback upon hearing this, and then looked at him with a half-smile, “President Feng, are you… flirting with me?”

Feng Jun chuckled softly, his gaze heavy with meaning, “Flirting with a beauty… That’s pretty normal, right? Should I be flirting with ugly women instead?”

Zhang Caixin laughed giddily, trembling like a blooming branch, and especially since the branch was tall and graceful, it was truly a rare and beautiful sight. “Isn’t ‘beauty’ used to refer to gender? ‘Ugly women’… What gender is that?”

Li Xiaobin clenched his fists and couldn’t help but cough lightly, “Enough you two, there are other people here.”

Feng Jun also no longer wanted to stay in the living room because some things were not appropriate to discuss in front of Li Xiaobin.

So he stood up and looked deeply at Zhang Caixin, “Upstairs for a sit?”

There wasn’t a large living room upstairs, only a smaller one, with mostly bedrooms.

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Although Zhang Caixin was fierce in conversation, presenting a “tough girl” persona, she still hesitated in the face of such an invitation. It wasn’t that she lacked courage, but she was pondering – this handsome guy, he should be my sister’s… right?

Seeing her hesitating, Feng Jun just smiled unconcernedly, “Then how about… taking a walk outside?”

At that suggestion, Zhang Caixin involuntarily frowned, “It’s freezing outside, why would we go out?”

Actually, she couldn’t bear to leave the comfortable feeling of the house.

Feng Jun winked at her, revealing a very secretive smile, and spoke softly, “Let’s just walk around nearby.”

Zhang Caixin’s heart raced uncontrollably, finding his smile extremely annoying: Being handsome doesn’t make you anything special. You’re meant to be my sister’s choice!

But while that was what she was thinking, she found herself replying uncontrollably, “I’m not dressed warmly enough, how about we talk in the car?”

Li Xiaobin clenched his teeth involuntarily, you coquettish catch, are you really thinking about doing… that in the car?

Feng Jun smiled and passed her another look, his voice gentle, “Let’s head out first and then see.”

Zhang Caixin’s head was spinning, and before she knew it, she had followed him out. After walking quite a distance, she suddenly came to and asked, “Eh, how come we’ve almost reached the gatehouse?”

Feng Jun saw that she had been out of it and didn’t speak until she came to her senses, then asked with a smile, “What do you think? Do you feel exhilarated here?”

“Exhilarated?” Zhang Caixin rolled her eyes, “Are you alright? I’m so cold I could jump around, and my hands are freezing. Why did you bring me all this way?”

Feng Jun fell silent, contemplating how to phrase his words to explain the matter to her.

Zhang Caixin’s behavior had prompted him to access his mobile phone, squandering five energy points just for one person’s information – an unprecedented extravagance for him.

But the facts proved that those five energy points were absolutely worth it; Zhang Caixin could undoubtedly feel the Spiritual Energy to some extent.

She possessed the Yin Yang physique, exhibiting a very balanced yin and yang. In the mobile phone dimension, this was referred to as the Chaos physique.

Everyone has yin and yang, but balance is extremely difficult to achieve.

Such a physique suits both men and women; regardless of gender, it’s great for Cultivation and qualifies for the pursuit of becoming an Immortal.

What’s most remarkable is that Zhang Caixin has a strong innate Water Attribute that is exceptionally abundant.

For one’s innate attribute to be so abundant is incredibly rare, a one in a million chance.

Yu Changqing was hardly out of his mother’s womb before he was whisked away by an Immortal, primarily because of his abundant innate Wood Attribute.

Zhang Caixin has a singular Water Attribute, slightly less abundant than Yu Changqing, as she had no one else’s innate qi to take while in the womb.

But she is a woman, which fits her specialty perfectly.

A man with a single Water Attribute, or a woman with a single Fire Attribute, it’s like being born the wrong gender.

Moreover, she has the Yin Yang physique; having a single attribute isn’t an issue. With the nourishment of water, yin and yang can transform all things.

Given her condition, had she been born in Donghua Country, she would have definitely been guided away by an Immortal upon discovery.

Because of her Chaos physique, her occasional ‘tomboyish’ demeanor is quite normal.

However at the same time, she possesses a sole Water Attribute, which from another perspective, means she is the epitome of femininity.

Feng Jun was not sure if Zhang Caixin, with her extraordinary talent, could definitely sense the Spiritual Energy, but he had discovered that she was now in a realm known as “Half-step Beyond Mortality.”

Once one enters the realm of Beyond Mortality, it signifies the beginning of Cultivation, like Yu Changqing, who is now in the “Beyond Mortality Seventh Level” realm.

Zhang Caixin had never been exposed to Cultivation. She still lived in the Earth Realm where Spiritual Energy was sparse, yet her initial appearance was in a “Half-step Beyond Mortality” state. The existence of such a person… was mainly for helping others temper their Dao hearts, wasn’t it?

If she couldn’t even perceive Spiritual Energy, who else could?

One could imagine how ecstatic Feng Jun became once he realized her potential.

Poor heaven, around his villa, those who could feel Spiritual Energy included dogs, crows, and even mice, as well as flowers and plants, and fruits like apples and oranges…

But astonishingly, there were no humans, who should be the most spiritually aware of all creatures!

There were three living people inside the villa, closer to the Spirit Stone than those animals and plants, but they had not sensed it.

Both Coach Wang and Fatty Xu had advanced in their levels with the assistance of the Spirit Stone. However, what made Feng Jun laugh and cry was that neither of them realized that their promotions were largely due to the Spiritual Energy emanating from the nearby Spirit Stone.

Therefore, for Feng Jun, Zhang Caixin was immensely precious…

He wanted Zhang Caixin to stay, but she was not only Sister Hong’s sister but also strikingly beautiful.

And Mr. Feng’s reputation wasn’t particularly solid, especially not in his private life where he wasn’t overly scrupulous and also liked to flirt…

In short, it was somewhat difficult to broach the subject.

Hearing Zhang Caixin mention her cold hands, he reached out instinctively, grabbed one of her hands, and slipped it into his pocket, playing with it slightly. It was unnaturally cold, her skin as smooth as cream, silky to the touch…

Zhang Caixin struggled slightly, then allowed him to hold her hand. Gradually, she even relaxed her palm.

At some point, their fingers slowly intertwined…

Feng Jun turned around with her, walking towards the villa, and Zhang Caixin didn’t speak, following his lead step by step.

On the cold and stern winter streets, only the sound of shoes striking the pavement could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, the villa was within reach, and Feng Jun finally broke the silence, “If you like it here, just stay.”

“How could I possibly!” Zhang Caixin exclaimed, seemingly rejuvenated after the prolonged silence, her spirits lifting, “Look how pleased you are with yourself… I came here to convince you on behalf of my sister!”

Though she said that, her left hand was still nestled in his pocket, tightly holding his right hand.

Feng Jun felt trapped in a dilemma. Emotionally, he was very fond of Sister Hong, with whom he had a longer acquaintance and with whom he had engaged in very deep conversations.

But Caixin… she was also excellent, young and beautiful, with no hidden agendas, and fond of him too.

Of course, what was most rare was her astounding aptitude, making her the most likely candidate to become his companion in the quest of Cultivation.

After a long pause, he tentatively asked, “Have you ever heard this saying, ‘A sister-in-law’s bum belongs half to the brother-in-law’?”

“Eh?” Zhang Caixin drew out a long sound of questioning, turning her head to look at him with a mockingly amused gaze, “President Feng, you sure are bold, thinking of such things.”

Feng Jun squeezed the hand inside his pocket, which felt cold and silky smooth, but looking at her expression, it was as if he wasn’t holding her hand…

Having come this far, he steeled his heart and shamelessly declared, “I’m no ordinary person, so of course I can think of anything.”

“Is that so?” Zhang Caixin stared at him quizzically, her left hand struggling slightly as if trying to break free from his grasp.

But how could Feng Jun possibly let her wish come true? Fingers locked together, trying to break free… wasn’t that easy.

Zhang Caixin struggled a couple of times and, realizing she couldn’t succeed, gave up, but she didn’t hold back with her words, “Do you think you have a lot of money? Or do you think you’re handsome enough?”

As she spoke, her tone was very cold. The mind of a young girl is like the weather in June—unpredictable.

Feng Jun had an intuition that if his response didn’t satisfy her, the positive impression he had worked to build could be ruined in an instant.

Of course, wasn’t this also an opportunity she was giving him? A chance to prove himself?

After all, Feng Jun was a man who had flirted around in bars. Though he didn’t like to force others, he also wouldn’t easily let go of something that might come his way. So, he smiled slightly, “I have all you mentioned…”

Zhang Caixin’s left hand struggled forcefully.

“But that’s not comprehensive enough…” Feng Jun easily subdued the delicate hand in his pocket, continuing casually, “I didn’t want to say it outright because some things can’t be taken back once spoken.”

As expected, confronting a girl with a rebellious streak, this tactic was very effective. Zhang Caixin lessened her grip, looking at him half in doubt, “I want to hear something other than tales of your mine-grabbing exploits… do you have any stronger points?”

To be honest, Feng Jun’s potential underworld connections did give her a thrill, but deep inside, she also harbored considerable wariness.

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