Shangguan Yunjin was quite certain that Feng Jun would not be stumped by something as trivial as calculations.
Because she had seen his Contribution Points system. The calculations involved there were truly enormous.
She even believed that one of the bottlenecks preventing Carefree Platform or other sects from creating such a system was the sheer volume of calculations required.
And they had invited Martial Uncle Yan over for more than just appraising the formation. She also wanted her martial uncle to appraise that system.
So she did not mind pointing it out at this moment: Fellow Daoist Feng was extremely capable when it came to calculations!
But Feng Jun wanted nothing more than to give her a vicious beating. Why did she have to say that now, of all times?
What if Master Yan thought he had deciphered Yu Changqing's formation plate through his "powerful computational ability"? Wouldn't that be utterly disastrous?
Fortunately, Master Yan did not consider such an absurd possibility. He was already somewhat drunk and spoke with a thick tongue. "Then... could Fellow Daoist Feng's calculation techniques be exchanged?"
Feng Jun could only reply with an awkward laugh. "Well... that depends. There should be an opportunity someday."
Master Yan's drunkenness came quickly and faded just as quickly. After drinking, he rested in the room for nearly an hour and a half before walking out again, full of vigor.
Feng Jun had just finished drinking and was about to leave with everyone when he saw him emerge and froze.
But Master Yan ignored everyone and went to inspect the Spirit-Gathering Formation again.
Fortunately, the courtyard where the Carefree Platform disciples stayed had also bought a generator. In truth, once people became accustomed to bright lights at night, most could no longer return to the old days. Wasn't that