Qian Feng Falls Before Nangong Gate

Ji Qinglin hadn't expected the Crystal Arm of the Immortal Remains to actually move.

Startled, he instinctively retracted his hand, but upon pulling, he discovered that while the Crystal Arm had indeed grabbed him, it had no weight at all and was easily lifted.

However, Ji Qinglin could still clearly feel a force within the Crystal Arm in his hand, as if it were guiding the Crystal hand bones.

Seeing that there was no danger, Ji Qinglin simply stopped exerting force and instead focused on the power of the Crystal hand bones in his hand. Sure enough, guided by the hand bones, Ji Qinglin's right arm began to sway in front of him, feeling as if someone was pulling him into a Tai Chi routine.

Without interfering with the arm's movement, Ji Qinglin moved his feet and left arm in sync. As his body moved, the data waves in the Sea of Data that had been rushing towards him now swirled around him from both sides, forming a massive vortex centered on him.

Even more miraculously, Ji Qinglin discovered that even with the surrounding vortex, the Sea of Data within a two-meter radius around his feet was as calm as a mirror. The data within was also neatly categorized, allowing him to quickly absorb it into his body upon contact.

The waves and vortex outside that crashed onto the two-meter platform beneath his feet were also absorbed.

Whoosh—

Just as Ji Qinglin was pondering the meaning of this change, the Crystal Arm in his hand suddenly burst into flames, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Is this the Immortal's guidance?

Ji Qinglin still didn't understand the significance of the Immortal bone helping him reshape the Sea of Data in this way. So, he simply sat cross-legged again on the two-meter platform, intending to continue absorbing data using the previous method.

However, as soon as he sat down, the surrounding data streams rapidly surged into his body. Unlike the chaotic data he had received through his arms before, this time, the data flowed from all around him into his body, and it was all pure, categorized data.

It felt like he had been drinking lukewarm water with a small straw, and now he was chugging ice-cold cola from a beer mug.

As Ji Qinglin joyfully absorbed the data, he understood the Immortal bone's guidance: the method of obtaining power.

By adjusting and optimizing the way he acquired data, he could absorb the surrounding power most efficiently.

Looking at the two-meter-wide, mirror-like calm data waters around his feet, Ji Qinglin guessed that this might be what cultivators called the Small Heavenly Cycle outside the body.

He had heard people from the Chamber of Commerce say that the key to advancing from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Core Formation Realm was finding a stable external source of power. They certainly didn't have the patience of ancient cultivators who absorbed the essence of the sun and moon and practiced Qi for hundreds of years. So, many Qi Practitioners would choose to install a secondary energy supply directly into their bodies to achieve this step, with the most common being a power backup heart.

He could only say that he had previously obtained data from the Qi Sea Cloud Disk as a source of power, which was neither stable nor efficient. But now, he seemed to have truly stepped into the threshold of the Core Formation Realm.

Ji Qinglin struck while the iron was hot, hungrily absorbing the Sea of Data, filling four of the ten little figures in the upper left corner in one go.

Feeling that he had reached his body's limit, Ji Qinglin didn't force himself and quickly withdrew from the Qi Sea Cloud Disk.

The Immortal bone was still in the drawer. It seemed that the enlightenment wasn't in the bone itself, but in the exchange within his inner vision after touching it. What he had just learned should be a Qi Circulation Method. If that was the case, collecting the entire Immortal Remains to obtain a complete cultivation method might not be impossible.

"Master! Dinner's ready!"

"Coming."

Tsk, the next problem was how to teach this trick to his little dimwit disciple. She didn't have a Qi Sea Cloud Disk or an inner vision. He wondered if using the Soul Refinement virtual scenario would work. Speaking of which, she should also learn some Soul Refinement techniques.

Bangkok, Nanhua District, inside the Four Seas Trading Group skyscraper, one of the giants, business elites in the conference room were discussing the next quarter's trade plan.

Above them, however, was a tea room with a rather elegant and antique decor. Those who truly had the power to decide the group's development were sitting here. Some were old and frail, while others were in their prime. But no matter who they were, they were all looking at the head seat of the tea room, because that was the highest point of power in this company.

In the old Huanghuali armchair, sat a woman in a white custom-made suit, with maple leaf patterns embroidered on her jacket. Her hands were clasped together on her nose, revealing only a pair of intimidating crimson eyes. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was quite mature: "To be honest, I never intended to sit in this position. If my two older brothers hadn't committed such heinous acts against our father, I would probably still be living the carefree life of a wealthy heiress. But since the responsibility has fallen on my shoulders, the Nangong Family, since our ancestors came to Nanyang, has never shied away from responsibility.

"I know that there are many family elders, industry seniors, and even some shareholders who colluded with my brothers and other company forces before I returned to the company and successfully took over, wanting to kill me on the road.

"I'm not saying this to settle accounts, but to tell everyone present that these things happened before I took office. I won't mention, investigate, or ask about them again. I'll pretend that none of this ever happened. However, if anyone still wants to do things that are unrelated to the company's business, it won't be so easy to talk about.

"I know that I can't compare to my father in terms of professional ability yet, so during this growth phase, I won't interfere with the group's normal operations, nor will I redistribute everyone's power. However, major matters and decisions still need to be reported to me for approval and understanding. Also, if you have urgent matters and can't find me, you can directly contact Uncle Mo."

The old man sitting diagonally behind her smiled and nodded slightly to everyone, but it did not reduce the oppressive feeling given by his hawk-like eyes.

After the woman finished speaking, she raised the teacup in front of her with both hands and slowly gestured to the left and right. Everyone followed suit and raised their cups.

"I'd like to propose a toast to everyone. The Four Seas Trading Group is in your hands."

Everyone drank it all in one gulp. Some showed approval, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some had suspicious expressions.

As everyone left, only the woman in the head seat and the old man behind her remained in the tea room. The woman's delicate body suddenly softened, and she collapsed on the old Huanghuali armchair, turning her head back lazily and said, "Phew, Uncle Mo, it's too tiring to hold it up. Was Dad usually like this?"

Uncle Mo poured a cup of tea for Qian Feng of the Nangong Family and explained:

"Although the master is old, his energy is still very strong."

"No way? Then wouldn't I have to work here until I'm as old as Dad before I can retire? This isn't the life I want!"

Uncle Mo comforted her, "Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Leave the professional matters to the professionals. You can be a hands-off manager when there are no major matters."

Qian Feng of the Nangong Family breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, then suddenly remembering something, she asked, "Uncle Mo, can you find the guy we met in the New East District Old City last time?"

"That young man who saved you? Of course, now that the situation has stabilized, it's only right to repay a debt of gratitude."

Qian Feng of the Nangong Family clenched her fists, lightly biting her silver teeth, as if she had once again seen the little thief who had taken liberties with her, and said fiercely, "Yes, repay the debt!"

Ji Qinglin: Achoo! (The next chapter will start causing trouble. To satisfy the curiosity of our esteemed readers as soon as possible, today's second chapter will be released at 12 o'clock.)