Chapter 1400: Chapter 1400: Cultural Differences
Feng Jun knew that what Sophia couldn’t stop thinking about was cultivation, but for him, this was a principle that could not be negotiated.
Seeing that she still couldn’t understand, he even said, “You can spend five million US Dollars to buy the Holy Water, but do you know how powerful our overseas purchasing agents from Huaxia are? If I use eight million US Dollars to buy them, do you believe I can make your Holy Water sell out?”
“That’s impossible,” Sophia was originally a bit angry, but she burst into laughter upon hearing this, “Buying one or two bottles is possible, but don’t even think about more, this is not sothing money can easily buy.”
What Feng Jun just said about “buying it all up” was actually just a saying, although this situation was not uncommon—Huaxia’s overseas purchasing capability is indeed formidable, as long as it’s sothing with low production, the purchasing agents can buy it out even local people can’t get it.
So he smiled, “Yes, you admit it, I can buy one or two bottles, that’s enough. I’m looking to research it, what do I need so much for? You worked hard for this trip and earned fifteen million back, isn’t that enough?”
Half a year ago, if Sophia could have made such a deal, she could have boasted about it for five years—if she didn’t consider that she wasn’t yet eighteen and couldn’t raise such a huge sum at the ti.
But now that she was about to close such a deal, she was quite unhappy instead.
This was sowhat similar to the feeling Yu Qingzhu had when she obtained the Storage Talisman. After contacting Feng Jun and witnessing those mysteries, Sophia suddenly felt—being entangled in these Mortal World riches is really aningless.
In the business world, she may have succeeded, but on the path of cultivation, she had failed.
Sophia is a very carefree person and does things her own way, but she is not without monts of insightful thinking.
“Here’s the thing, you can open the bottle and examine it. If you still want to learn more about the Holy Water, we can discuss it in detail. If you feel it’s no longer worth discussing, then… it’s ten million US Dollars.”
She didn’t choose “twenty million US Dollars,” but instead chose the ten million Feng Jun initially offered, indicating she is soone who knows how to advance and retreat sensibly.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jun couldn’t help but glance at her again. He’s seen many smart people, but at her age, few understand the art of decision-making, mostly acting on youthful impulses.
Since she has a decent disposition, Feng Jun didn’t bother to avoid her anymore, and took out the Soul Stone, “Lin Daoyou, let show you sothing.”
A wisp of white smoke erged and gradually condensed into a human form in the air—standing at one ter and five, with the appearance of Xu Xiaofu.
Sophia stared blankly at this scene, she absolutely refused to admit she was scared out of her wits, she just felt a bit numb.
Even if Feng Jun summoned Satan in the next mont, she felt she wouldn’t be surprised.
Lin Heihu cupped his hands respectfully and spoke, “Greetings to the three of you. This girl from foreign lands has got so divine skills in her eyes.”
He had a deep impression from being watched for half a day in the afternoon.
“Thanks for the complint,” Sophia mimicked the gesture and cupped her hands, “I’d like to ask, what kind of entity are you… oh no, what nature are you?”
Lin Heihu paid no heed to her slip of the tongue, “This question should be answered by Master Feng, what do you want to see, Master Feng?”
Just now, he was in the Spirit Beast Bag and didn’t know what Feng Jun wanted him to see, was it that bottle of yellow liquid?
Sure enough, Feng Jun pointed to the yellow liquid and asked with a smile, “This is a solution of Faith Dew, do you feel anything?”
“Faith Dew… solution?” Lin Heihu sensed it, shook his head slightly, and spoke confusedly, “There’s a very subtle feeling, mysterious and profound, I can’t explain it, can I open the bottle?”
As soon as Feng Jun opened the bottle, Lin Heihu exclaid sharply, “Evil God’s incense aura… Quickly cover it!”
In his urgency, he used an imperative tone towards Feng Jun, which was very disrespectful to the master.
Feng Jun didn’t mind, he had verified a suspicion in his mind, so he asked with a smile, “Is this thing… harmful or beneficial to you.”
“Harmful… and beneficial,” Lin Heihu replied respectfully, then fell into contemplation, and after a while, he spoke again, “Actually, it’s not incense fire per se, yes, it’s the faith condensed from incense. Refining this thing is greatly beneficial to .”
Fundantally, faith and incense can be converted mutually; if it’s the faith of an Evil God, it needs to be converted into its incense and then devoured—Of course, Evil Gods are mutual.
Feng Jun fell silent, alas for my Nine Days of Spirituality, are you going to take the path of incense offering, which is a path without prospects?
Seeing him silent, Lin Heihu beca a bit anxious, “Master Feng, is there still a path of incense offering now?”
“Outside of Huaxia, there is,” Feng Jun spoke honestly, even though Madam Ma San had beco quite trendy, she’d only been out for over two years; there was too much information to absorb, it was impossible to take it all in, let alone the foreign incense offering, which was niche knowledge.
As for most of the information about the Earth Deity, it still ca from Ma Sanniang, so it’s only natural for him not to know.
Lin Heihu frowned and asked, “The Heavenly Dao is broken, and yet outside of Huaxia, they can still preserve the path of Incense Fire Ascension?”
Feng Jun thought for a mont before answering, “Their focus is on faith, not incense, and they don’t belong to the Investiture of the Gods system… Huh?”
At this mont, Sofia couldn’t hold back any longer, “Feng, I can inquire about the origin of this Holy Water.”
Feng Jun was speechless, he glanced sideways at the Earth Deity, “Friend Lin, do you want to know where this Holy Water cos from?”
“This aura is a bit faint,” Lin Heihu replied earnestly, “but I’m very interested in how to gather faith… or how to obtain the faith of an Evil God.”
After a brief pause, he added, “If this path is feasible, I’m willing to give up the Nine Days of Spirituality.”
For him, this was a rather normal choice. After all, he was originally cultivating incense, and switching to a Spiritual Cultivation Technique carries risks. Now that he has the opportunity to cultivate incense again, how could he give it up?
Feng Jun remained silent for a while before seriously asking, “Cultivating Nine Days of Spirituality, you might progress beyond the Qi Refinent Realm, but the key is whether you have the chance to obtain a Spiritual Cultivation Technique for the Transcendence Stage. Once you choose Incense Fire Ascension, your upper limit is the Qi Refinent Realm with no possibility of breakthrough. Are you sure you want to make this choice?”
“I’m sure,” Lin Heihu nodded without hesitation, “In fact, the Spiritual Cultivation Technique for the Transcendence Stage… I’m unlikely to obtain it. Rather than hoping for that, I’d rather count on a serendipitous opportunity for a breakthrough in Incense Fire Ascension.”
His original position was conferred, making him quite knowledgeable about the Incense Offering Deity System. From his perspective, he believed that his chance of advancing two grades in his divine position was greater than breaking through in spiritual cultivation—Transcendence techniques are rare enough, let alone spiritual ones.
Most of the ti, people prefer to choose familiar paths.
Really… foolish, Feng Jun was sowhat speechless. Are Spiritual Cultivation Techniques for the Transcendence Stage really that rare? The ones I have for the Qi Refinent Realm were casually given to by others, and in the future, if you contribute significantly, I can even purchase Transcendence techniques. Not to ntion, I have Big Bosses behind .
Just as he was feeling regret, Sophia spoke up, “Then I’ll find out how the Holy Water ca about. Can I cultivate the Nine Days of Spirituality?”
You’re really adept at seizing opportunities, Feng Jun looked at her, amused and exasperated, “Nine Days of Spirituality is a Spiritual Cultivation Technique designed for Spiritual Bodies… or what you call Wraiths!”
Actually, this description isn’t entirely accurate; Spiritual Bodies and Yin Spirits are not exactly the sa. However, when dealing with foreigners, there’s no need to explain in such detail.
Sofia, however, was quite stubborn, “I don’t mind.”
It seems cultural differences indeed objectively exist. Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, “What I an is… you wouldn’t be able to cultivate such a technique unless you beca a Wraith. Believe , when you die, you may not necessarily leave behind a wandering spirit.”
“That’s certainly the case. They say I’m evil, so perhaps I won’t reach heaven, but the chances of going to hell are quite high,” Sofia expressed, sharing a similar view on Wraiths, “There aren’t many Wraiths that linger in the Mortal World.”
However, cultural differences also objectively exist, “What I’m saying is… I don’t mind if you switch to another Cultivation Technique.”
“But I mind!” Feng Jun replied earnestly, “Like I’ve said before, these Cultivation Techniques are part of Huaxia’s civilization and belong to our race. Why should we teach them to you?”
Sofia blinked and cautiously asked, “Similar to… a patent?”
This analogy was sowhat novel. Feng Jun thought for a mont and slowly shook his head, “It’s definitely a patent, and it never expires. More importantly, it involves racial differences, and of course, you could consider it discrimination, which I don’t mind.”
Sofia tilted her head, seriously answering, “I will always respect your patent and ensure no infringent… You can set a high compensation agreent.”
Feng Jun sighed, “You need to understand, with such patents, the result of infringent isn’t compensation but life. Without my permission, cultivating my techniques would make reclaim their life… including anyone around them who might be aware. Do you understand?”
Sofia was only slightly startled before nodding decisively, “Understood, many small sects have similar rules…”
“I just can’t make you understand,” Feng Jun shook his head in a mix of amusent and exasperation, “We are not a sect, just cultivators. We have reverence in our hearts but only believe in ourselves… Huaxia citizens have always been this way: when the sky breaks, they fix it themselves; during floods, they manage it themselves; when a mountain blocks the road, they move it away. We never rely on deities to help.”
“Okay, this is a difference in cognition and behavior caused by cultural differences,” Sofia, having so virtues, said, “Such disputes never have a conclusion, but I can betray my race and join yours.”
Feng Jun gaped in shock, “Betrayal… can you really say it so self-righteously?”
“Why not?” Sofia looked at him oddly, “The strong are respected, isn’t that the way it is?”
“Give a mont,” Feng Jun took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep draw: these cultural differences really are vast.
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