Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
So that’s how it is.
Lu Xuanji understood the Dao.
I’ve learned sothing new.
At this mont, the ancestor sensed sothing and opened the Jade Talisman: "Cultivators from the Dan Yang Sect have co to collect the clan taxes. Young one, would you like to serve tea?"
"I dare not decline the ancestor’s command!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Leaving the library, he went to the guest hall.
He served the tea and stood respectfully to the side.
The guest was a fifteen-year-old youth, exceedingly ordinary except for a pair of bright eyes that seed extraordinary.
"Dan Yang Sect, Ye Taizhen greets the fellow Daoist."
The youth smiled and said.
"Ah, it’s a fellow Daoist of the ’Tai’ generation!" the ancestor said, "The Lu Family has twenty-three Foundation Establishnt cultivators and one Purple Mansion cultivator. The annual spirit stone tax for Foundation Establishnt is one hundred spirit stones, and for Purple Mansion, it’s one thousand spirit stones. After ten years, the total cos to thirty-three thousand spirit stones. Please receive them, fellow Daoist!"
He said, handing over a storage bag.
Ye Taizhen took the storage bag, opened it, and carefully checked it, "The accounts are clear and accurate!"
"Farewell!"
Ye Taizhen clasped hands in farewell and left.
He didn’t drink tea; he left directly.
From the mont he appeared to when he left, it took less than ten breaths.
"Does your heart ache?" the ancestor asked.
"It hurts!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Thirty-three thousand spirit stones are equivalent to three Foundation Establishnt Pills.
For Qi Cultivation cultivators, the annual salary is between ten spirit stones to fifty spirit stones;
For Foundation Establishnt stage cultivators, the annual salary is only about one hundred spirit stones to five hundred spirit stones.
"It pains too, but spending money doesn’t guarantee peace, while not spending it surely brings trouble." The ancestor said leisurely, "You are dismissed!"
"Yes!"
Lu Xuanji respectfully retreated.
Life continued as usual, simple and repetitive.
anwhile, he was pondering how to increase the per-acre yield of White Sun Rice.
Focused on farming, he was also known as a Spirit Plant Cultivator.
Compared to alchemists who need to burn money, artifact refiners who need talent, and array masters who need enlightennt, Spirit Plant Cultivators have the lowest entry requirents; they just need spiritual fields and seeds to farm.
However, even in farming, so can grow two hundred jin of Spirit Rice, while others grow two hundred thirty jin—this is the difference among different Spirit Plant Cultivators.
...
In the blink of an eye, four years had passed.
In the cave mansion, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, golden lights radiating from his pupils, generating electricity in the vacant space.
His body cracked and creaked, emitting a series of sounds, with his muscles and bones in harmony. Red glows flickered, rising and falling; then green glows evolved and changed; then yellow glows shifted up and down.
Finally, the green, yellow, and red glows continuously alternated, rising and falling in cycles.
The three-colored glows fluctuated in the cave mansion, and after half an hour, the aura retracted, returning to its usual state.
At this mont, he was at the third layer of Qi Cultivation.
Originally estimated to take five years, but cultivating the "Cyan Lotus Creation Technique," deduced by "Destiny Calculation," it only took four years to enter the third layer of Qi Cultivation.
Feeling the aura on his body, Lu Xuanji felt exceedingly comfortable.
Cultivating the three major attributes of Fire, Earth, and Wood not only considers the characteristics of his own attributes but also perfectly aligns with himself, operating very smoothly.
"Eighteen years old!"
Lu Xuanji sighed.
In the cave mansion, he directly started a fire, poured Spiritual Spring Water into the copper cauldron, added White Sun Rice, and began steaming the rice.
The fire was Spiritual Fire.
After a while, an enticing aroma wafted from the cauldron.
Opening the copper cauldron, he used a wooden spoon to scoop out the White Sun Rice into a wooden bowl. He also took out three other bowls containing demon beast at soup, dishes made from spirit dicine, and a bowl of dicinal wine.
He began eating.
Spirit Rice made the stomach warm after eating;
Spirit Wine seed like fire in the mouth after drinking;
Spirit at was smooth and tender, yet chewy.
While eating the al, the stomach was gently contracting, digesting the food.
The spiritual qi contained in the food was slowly refined by the body, subtle and gentle, nourishing the flesh.
The level of food determines the level of life.
The higher the level of life, the more exquisite the food.
In the eyes of mortals, immortals reside above, feeding on dew and clouds, living by inhaling spiritual qi. But this is not the case; cultivators also eat Spirit Rice, Spirit dicine, and Spirit Pills.
Establishing a cave mansion on a spirit vein, drawing in spiritual qi to refine into True Qi, is the conventional cultivation thod for cultivators.
However, the spiritual qi from spirit veins is wild and turbulent; once absorbed into the body, it requires spiritual power to suppress and constantly refine and quench its wildness. After continuously absorbing spiritual qi for cultivation, one needs to rest and recuperate to avoid damaging the ridians.
Spirit Rice, grown in spiritual fields, contains spiritual qi that is gentle and nourishing. After eating, it won’t harm the ridians, can nourish the body, and can also increase cultivation.
Near the spirit veins, there are many spiritual fields where Spirit Rice is grown in large quantities as food.
Spirit Rice is a necessity for cultivators.
While a cultivator could survive without eating Spirit Rice, their cultivation would stagnate, and progress would slow considerably.
After eating and drinking his fill, Lu Xuanji lay on the bed to rest. At this mont, the Jade Pendant in his embrace vibrated, delivering a ssage.
"Father is back!"
Receiving the ssage, Lu Xuanji left the cave mansion and walked toward his ho.
Reaching the foot of the mountain and entering the courtyard, Lu Xuanji saw his father and mother.
"Mother, Father... you’re back!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"We’re back; it’s been three years since we last t!"
Father said.
"Son, co here for a hug!" Mother stepped forward, only to find that her son had grown up and could no longer be held.
"Son, this is a gift I brought for you!"
Father said, taking so gifts out from the storage bag.
The sword was like autumn water, emitting a bright glow, extrely sharp, and when danced in the air, it made a hissing sound. Not only was it sharp, but inside the Spirit Sword, there were runes arranged into a rune array, triggering the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power, nourishing the sword’s body.
A three-foot green blade, with a tassel on the hilt, light and delicate.
"This is the Autumn Water Sword, a first-level spiritual artifact. Son, why don’t you try it out!"
Father pointed, and the Spirit Sword flew over.
Lu Xuanji took the Spirit Sword, held it in his hand, weighing just over three jin, but extrely sharp.
He dripped blood on the core rune array of the Spirit Sword, leaving a bloody imprint, imdiately feeling as if the Spirit Sword beca an extension of his arm, agile and quick.
A trace of True Qi entered the rune array, activating the formation.
True Qi was rapidly consud, and after expending three layers of True Qi, the flying sword flashed into a strear, assailing out at extre speed, reaching three hundred ters per second, producing a hissing sound in the void.
Swoosh, swoosh!
It could be maintained for less than three breaths, with True Qi exhausted.
"Good sword!"
Lu Xuanji exclaid.
"This is a level-two Spirit Talisman. One is an Earth Shield Talisman that can form an Earth Shield to defend against one attack of the initial Foundation Establishnt stage; another is a Fireball Talisman that can cast a Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s Fireball Technique; the third is a Teleportation Talisman that can transport you ten miles away." Father said, taking out three Jade Talismans.
Receiving the three Jade Talismans, Lu Xuanji was not pleased but rather worried, saying, "Father, what has happened?"
According to the clan’s rules, before reaching the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, most work involves planting Spirit dicine and Spirit Rice near Qingfeng Mountain, with few external assignnts. Yet these gifts alone are worth at least two hundred spirit stones.
Father’s cultivation is at the third layer of Foundation Establishnt, with an annual salary of only four hundred spirit stones.
"In two years, the centennial beast tide will arrive. At that ti, I won’t be able to protect you, so you must be clever," Father said worriedly.
"The ancestral land has a third-level Spirit Array; I’m safe here!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"You don’t understand, the beast tide is terrifying!"
Father said, "When the beast tide cos, all kinds of low-level demon beasts swarm like a flood, sweeping everything away, engulfing everything. Don’t think that just because you’re rely at the third layer of Qi Cultivation that you’re safe; even Foundation Establishnt cultivators, Purple Mansion cultivators, and even Golden Core cultivators might fall in it!"
"During the beast tide, even the protective arrays of so Purple Mansion clans are often broken!"
"Rember, two hundred years ago, one of the clan’s protective arrays was forcibly broken, and within, three Foundation Establishnt cultivators, twenty-five Qi Cultivation cultivators, and a hundred thousand mortals were brutally breached!"
With so fear, Father said gravely, "Son, when the beast tide cos, focus on nothing else but self-preservation."
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