Feng Jun was indeed aware of the structure of the Tianqin Plane.
However, even if he didn’t know, he didn’t want to listen to the other party explain, because that would an he’d have to follow the other party’s conversational pace.
So he shook his head and replied with a smile, "True Immortal, you’re really flattering . Taking charge of matters concerning the entire Tianqin Plane, how could it ever be my place as a re cultivator at the Foundation Establishnt Stage to deduce?"
Don’t try to scare people with the Tianqin Plane; I’m well aware of my own cultivation level!
No interest in hard or soft approaches? Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, lightly coughed, "I’m not joking. Indeed, there are many great talents on the Tianqin Plane, but when we face issues that require collective wisdom, we don’t just look at soone’s cultivation level... It’s always better to draw from a multitude of perspectives."
Seeing his solemn deanor, Feng Jun also replied seriously, "Then I must apologize—I have no plans to go to Tianqin in the near future."
He didn’t even ask what the deduction was about—asking would just complicate things. As long as you don’t proactively say, I definitely won’t ask.
Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, also sensed his resolve and frowned, montarily stunned.
After a while, he asked, "Do you have enemies on Tianqin?"
"I shouldn’t have," Feng Jun shook his head. He didn’t say he absolutely didn’t have any, but used the term "shouldn’t," indicating that he indeed had a ntor backing him—though he couldn’t guarantee whether his senior brothers had any enemies, "I just don’t want to break the rules of deduction."
Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, grew even more speechless, "Aren’t you curious about what the deduction is about?"
"It concerns the Tianqin Plane; it can’t be trivial, right?" Feng Jun smiled helplessly, "I’m worried that once I know, it will be impossible not to go."
"Oh? You do have keen insight," Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, nodded, "There aren’t many people as astute as you."
"Aren’t there quite a few?" Feng Jun raised an eyebrow, evidently surprised, "It’s a very simple principle."
"Haha," Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, laughed, "Principles are one thing; psychology is another. I’ve seen plenty of lower realm Golden Core cultivators. How many know they can’t stay on Tianqin and yet still fight fiercely to get in?"
This statent had a hint of boasting, but Feng Jun responded indifferently, "I’m not among the people you’re talking about."
His words were quite daring, and Hu Yun’s expression changed, about to rebuke him, but Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, instead laughed heartily, "Haha, I wasn’t referring to you... Are you really not going with to Tianqin?"
Feng Jun replied with a smile, "I’m truly sorry."
"In that case, I won’t insist," Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, waved his hand and stated straightforwardly, "Then I won’t insist."
Feng Jun stood up, mildly clasped his hands, and respectfully spoke, "I respectfully bid farewell to the True Immortal from the Upper Realm."
"Oh, what is this... you’re eager to see off?" Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, was surprised, "I haven’t even finished speaking."
He was also sowhat suspicious, wondering if this fellow wanted to remain in Tianqin and was employing a backward strategy—he had seen such tactics before.
But now, being practically served a dismissal notice, he didn’t want to ponder any further, "I still need to tell you about this matter..."
Actually, the matter wasn’t that complicated—it was about the Spirit Rice on the Tianqin Plane, which was experiencing widespread death.
Spirit Rice in the Upper Realm is significantly superior compared to the Kunhao Plane. Especially above Spirit Rice, there is Interdiate Level Spirit Rice and High-Rank Spirit Rice; Interdiate Level Spirit Rice is for the cultivation of Foundation Establishnt Stage cultivators, while High-Rank Spirit Rice is for the Golden Core Stage.
Not long ago, in a certain region of the Tianqin Plane, Spirit Rice experienced a widespread death just as it was about to be harvested. Shortly thereafter, similar situations appeared in other places. As of now, the reduction in Spirit Rice yield might reach up to two percent.
This is a rather significant number, and worse, no one knows if similar incidents will continue to happen.
On the Tianqin Plane, all those below the Golden Core Stage can use Spirit Rice to cultivate, making it a very important cultivation resource, especially since it can also fill one’s belly. Though cultivators do have alternative resources, it’s impossible to ignore the matter.
Therefore, the True Immortals of the Out-of-Body Stage on that plane were alard and attempted so divinations, but there were no significant results.
Occasionally, a power at the Divine Spirit Stage might appear in Tianqin, but bringing such a small matter to them could probably get one killed, right?
The key point is that cultivators have deduced so things; it appears sowhat akin to "rice blast disease." This ans that if the cause and treatnt aren’t found, the situation might worsen, ultimately leading to people having nothing to eat.
By that ti, they might indeed have to trouble power at the Divine Spirit Stage, but...
Anyway, currently, the Spirit Plant Path is extrely anxious, seeking solutions everywhere. Initially, no one considered the lower realm; efforts were primarily focused on secondary planes for help, but to no avail. Later, soone recomnded that Kunhao Plane has a great talent for prediction based on it.
As one of the Executors of the Spirit Plant Path, Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, received this information. Still, there were so many similar rumors that he initially didn’t believe that the lower realm could solve the Upper Realm’s problems.
However, in ti, without finding any solution, the head of Spirit Plant Path increased the reward for resolving the issue. After so investigation, Daoist Shou Zhong finally uncovered most of Feng Jun’s background.
Then he felt that this guy might really have the capability and eventually ca to the lower realm.
Shou Zhong, the True Immortal, located the Qinggang Sect because he had ties with it and also had so camaraderie with Master Duanren.
After understanding the whole situation, Feng Jun couldn’t help but remark, "Is it really necessary to perform a scrying in Tianqin? Did you bring a sample of the Death Spirit Rice?"
"The sample... I did bring it," Shou Zhong True Immortal replied with a barely noticeable pause. In fact, this was a situation he didn’t want to see, but since it had co to this, there was no need to hesitate.
Then he took out a transparent box, which was sealed with a restriction, containing a long strand of rice ears inside.
The rice ears were a bluish-gray color, visibly still in the growth stage but already shriveled and lifeless.
Shou Zhong True Immortal spoke, "This must be isolated completely; otherwise, within a day or two, it will turn to dust."
Feng Jun raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked, "Even if it’s stored in the Storage Bag, it would be affected?"
"Obviously not if it’s in the Storage Bag," Shou Zhong True Immortal glanced at him indifferently, thinking this question was quite naive, "Otherwise, the rice ears would have turned to dust long ago during my search for you these past few days."
Feng Jun wouldn’t ask such a simplistic question, so he asked again, "Then why use this restriction?"
"It’s for convenient observation..." Shou Zhong True Immortal stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
Feng Jun gave him an exasperated look, "So, I didn’t need to go to Tianqin at all. True Immortal, you took these rice ears, maybe to scry from other planes. Am I right?"
"Why are you overthinking it?" Shou Zhong True Immortal was sowhat annoyed, "Actually, performing a scrying on-site at the Tianqin Plane is the most appropriate. If you refuse, I have no choice but to conduct the scrying here."
Feng Jun pondered for a mont, took out his mobile phone, and began to tap on it.
Shou Zhong True Immortal, seeing he wasn’t being discreet, released his Divine Sense to carefully observe what Feng Jun was doing.
However, he could only see the bright screen and the strange-looking icons and characters that looked similar to variant characters, with so being very peculiar symbols.
He thought those variant characters were just for show, believing the real mystery lay in the icons and characters.
But after observing for quite a while, he couldn’t make heads or tails of it, inwardly resenting those skilled in scrying, who are adept at concealing their secrets.
Feng Jun conducted the scrying for a while and already had a hypothesis, but he certainly couldn’t give an answer so quickly, so he asked, "True Immortal, how many rice ears did you bring?"
Why are you concerned about such trivial matters? Shou Zhong True Immortal cursed inwardly but maintained a calm exterior, "There are about a dozen stalks."
Feng Jun cleared his throat, "Could you open the restriction for a mont?"
Shou Zhong True Immortal moved his Divine Sense and unlocked the restriction, speaking aloud, "You may scry for the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn. After that, I will reset the restriction... A dozen rice ears aren’t exactly abundant."
Feng Jun didn’t say a word and continued tapping on his mobile phone.
After about ten minutes, he nodded slightly, "Alright, True Immortal, please reset the restriction... By the way, could you give this one stalk of rice?"
"Give it to you?" Shou Zhong True Immortal looked at him suspiciously, "It’s not that it’s impossible... but I didn’t bring many rice ears."
"Mainly because I want to scry a bit more," Feng Jun replied seriously, "After I’m done, this stalk would be practically useless."
Shou Zhong True Immortal wasn’t interested in a dead plant. What he cared about was, "Did you discover sothing?"
Feng Jun nodded, "I have a rough idea, but I’ll need to scry overnight. If it’s inconvenient, that’s fine."
"Then you can keep this stalk," Shou Zhong True Immortal decisively allowed, "Will you have results by morning?"
Feng Jun gave a wry smile, "Who can say for sure? I’ll do my best."
"Very well, I appreciate your effort," Shou Zhong True Immortal said as he stood up and left Feng Jun’s estate.
After he left, Feng Jun took the rice stalk, went straight to the backyard, passed through a garden and two courtyards, and arrived at a room with another defensive formation.
Shou Zhong True Immortal had strong perceptive abilities and could sense most happenings within the estate, but once Feng Jun entered the doubly-protected area, he truly couldn’t sense anything. Forcibly breaking through the defensive formation was impossible.
So he could only sigh, "This guy is really cautious."
Unbeknownst to him, within the dual protective formations were also dual aura concealnt arrays. Feng Jun was bringing the plant to consult with the Big Boss.
Seeing a lifeless Soul Stone, he couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile, then sent a Divine Sense ssage, "Senior, I have a small matter, could you help identify it?"
The Soul Stone remained unresponsive.
Feng Jun sent three consecutive Divine Sense ssages before receiving a faint trace of Divine Sense entering his mind, "Has that fellow... left?"
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