AFS (2) - I Will be the First Cultivator!
As I continued to dodge its acid, my ch scread at . Warnings popped up at the edges of my view screen. Then, just as I was about to overload my weapon and hide a spiritual arrow in one of these weak-ass laser beams, I sensed my brother raise his cold pistol and heard a loud blast. A hole appeared in the monster crab’s head. It dropped to the ground like a soft, squishy boulder.
Ew.
I threw my nominal brother a thumbs up with my ch.
“Let’s hurry inside,” I said.
Wang MingRen’s ch vanished around him, and he dropped to the ground.
Wait, I could put this ch into a spacial item? Or maybe they beca one?
I had to look through the original’s mories to find it. Right. There was a spiritual switch the owner could press to turn the ch into a tiny piece of jewelry. This one was made to be a pretty necklace, perfect for a fancy girl like Victoria. I an, she didn’t have bad taste, exactly. But I didn’t think a rose gold ch with pink lighting features was what anyone would call stealthy.
I flicked the switch and released my spiritual energy that was keeping the ch together. And the whole thing, aside from my cabin, fell apart around . It did not go inside a cool spacial necklace.
Then my cabin tipped over, leaving facing the ground.
“Well, shit.”
I tore off the equipnt that was attached to my body and fell. I twisted so I stood on the tal panels that acted as a viewing screen when the ch was turned on. The cabin wasn’t big and it had handholds all over the place for antigravity maneuvering. This also helped in situations when the ch landed in a weird position… like now.
Fortunately, this body wasn’t weak.
I an, how irkso would that be to land in a regular mortal body after being at the peak of the world?
That would drive insane!
And that wasn’t even considering the issue of stuffing a massive Immortal Ascension soul into a tiny mortal fra.
Sothing like that might even kill a person a second ti!
I laughed as I opened one of the hatches that allowed to exit.
I stopped laughing when I saw the familiar, accursed face of my adopted brother.
The power couple must have sensed my eyes on them because they turned my way and stiffened.
I waved to them happily. It was nice to be in a world where waving from across the room was normal… mostly. Oh, was I supposed to bow to Prince Chad? Eh, whatever. According to the original’s mories, the monarchy here was constitutional. As long as I didn’t flip off the prince and the royal family, I’d be fine. Probably.
Oh, great. They were coming over here.
And here I was without even a plan on how to handle these two.
I supposed I should follow Rule Number 4 of Transmigrated into a Novel Club: Always stay on the main character’s side, even if the odds seem bad.
But this was a different genre than I was used to. Did those sa rules apply?
However, from the mories of my past life on Earth, this was a genre that was just as dangerous for the villain as it was for a young master inside a classic Xianxia.
For example, if they hated enough, they could have assigned to so far-off frontline where I would conveniently die ‘honorably in battle.’
Or they could have poisoned by sothing that was supposed to increase my spiritual energy to SSS but was designed to cripple a cultivator on failure.
Frustrating as it was, I was no longer the Immortal Ascension Stage monster that could walk through the world as if I owned it.
I would have to be cautious from now on.
At least until I reached the Immortal Ascension Stage again.
Well, if I was going to clear things up, I should start by attacking. “If it isn’t His Highness, Prince Chad. Are you shocked to see alive?”
“Lady Victoria. I received an ergency call I couldn’t ignore.”
I nodded. “Understandable, completely understandable. It was very dangerous outside.” I grinned, showing sharp teeth, “It sure is a pleasure to see you alive and well after you left to die back there... you know, without saying anything.”
He crossed his arm and stared down at arrogantly. “You’re an SS cha fighter. You should be able to handle those few small insects by yourself.”
“Perhaps… if I had my flight pack intact and had sothing other than a training rifle. But let’s not get into this. Instead, I’d like to say that I’m going to be avoiding you and your girlfriend from now on. I’ve bumped my head and beco a changed person, you see.”
“Do you honestly expect us to believe that you’re suddenly a changed person after everything you put through?” Liu YaoYao said.
“In the past, I was a terrible person. Extrely awful. But from now on, I will have nothing to do with you both.” I grinned.
They looked at with even more skepticism.
Was it... was it this face?
That was when my cheap brother ca along and stepped between at Miss Liu. I had another urge to punch this guy’s face with a spiritual fist.
“Do you honestly expect anyone to believe you’re suddenly a changed person when in the last few years alone you put explosives near her torch, had soone take suggestive pictures of her eting with and several other n. You also nearly cost Miss Liu her scholarship when you sabotaged her final last year!”
Ah. Yeah, this is the feeling. Bloodsword also had a tendency to take anyone’s side except my own. Granted, Victoria was a bit of an evil bitch being too possessive of a man who wasn’t hers, but I refused to make her sins my own.
Yeah, the chances of ever teaching this cheap brother of mine to cultivate dropped to zero.
But there was sothing off. Bloodsword would never be protective of a woman who already had a lover. Not unless...
I glanced between the two, similar nose and mouth. Sa cheeks. Sa color eyes.
“Ah, I see it now. The reason you’re so keen on defending Miss Liu here. It’s because she’s your biological sister, isn’t it?”
Three pairs of eyes grew wide then glanced at each other. Well, maybe they didn’t realize it. “You should go get tested to make sure... but I’ll give you an early congratulations on finding your blood related family, little brother.”
I bowed to his highness, passed them all, and left the shelter right before the doors closed.
Fuck dealing with those weird characters when I could focus on myself and cultivate.
Besides, I wouldn’t expect them to believe right away. It was a sha their cultivation was too high or I might have been able to use my divine sense to manipulate them.
***
The first thing I did when I reached my rented apartnt where I lived by myself, was check for damages. Fortunately, my apartnt didn’t suffer any. Though a few other apartnts had holes in them.
I then set up a few simple arrays that didn’t require any sticks and flags. This world had advanced technology but it really was lacking in a lot of the supplies that a cultivator needed.
After looking through various plant databases, I realized how lacking this future really was. Most of the plants I needed to make dicine had gone extinct. They were so lost to ti that they weren’t even ntioned in any text.
I didn’t spend a lot of ti being frustrated about that. If the spiritual plants I needed had gone extinct, then I would just have to research new plants and develop alchemy from scratch. Of course, there were already plenty of advanced dicines here. But not many for increasing spiritual energy after losing it. And none that helped purify the body.
While so things were better here in the future, other things were worse. And there was one thing that was terrifyingly missing.
Spirit stones.
They didn’t exist.
I assud this was because they crumbled to dust then the spiritual energy vanished from the universe... and it hadn’t been long enough since the spiritual energy ca back for the stones to return. This also made the thick spiritual energy that invaded every inch of this world make sense.
It had yet to settle. Yet to accumulate into the cracks of the worlds creating spirit stone mines.
But, a lack of spirit stones made cultivating here in a short amount of ti... difficult.
So, I decided to do what I could. I used Victoria’s light brain, which was a device attached to her wrist that had similar functions as a smartphone, but was way cooler. First, I called the school and took a month off, claiming psychological problems.
Then I ssaged Victoria’s parents, the Duke (her mother) and Duke consort (her father). I inford them that I would be unavailable for a month as I was taking ti to ntally recover from the attack.
And then I sent her brother a few classic middle finger emojis before blocking him from contacting .
It was ti to focus on cultivating myself.
I looked inside and spent an excruciating three hours ordering each and every thread of this body’s Qi into a beautiful giant cube around my dantian. When I was finished with that, my whole body felt weak as fuck.
But I wasn’t done. This was just to make the process easier on so I didn’t have to scour my body while I was in the middle of the fastest cultivation of my life.
First, I very carefully began the process. One-by-one, I took each thread and spun it, bringing it around my body in the exact form that I had deduced and put in my manual — Lin’s Fucking Kickass Cultivation Technique, No Peeking.
I was wary at first, testing every new location to make sure it worked with this different body. Surprisingly, it did. I could even feel the lock on my body’s special constitution loosen.
Muahahahaha!
This was going to be the easiest, fastest cultivation in history.
When I reached the first layer, a thin film of black impurities escaped my body.
I wanted to pause and go take a quick shower but there was sothing strange. As if the universe was fighting against my cultivation. I had a feeling that if I paused even for a second, bad things would happen. Was this a consequence of sothing that happened in the original plotline that affected the world later?
This might also be one of the things that was preventing the people of this world from discovering cultivation.
Well, fuck. I wasn’t going to stop at this point, so I dealt with the irritation of being gross and kept going. Slowly building up layer after layer.
By the ti I reached the 12th layer, I was covered in filth. But there was no stopping. I moved onto building up my foundation. This required to condense the layers into pillars.
This would be the point where I would have had to face a tribulation. But, this body was already at the equivalent of Golden Core, so either I didn’t need to go through a tribulation, or there was sothing wrong with the heavens. Whatever. I could only figure that out when I reached immortality.
I barely had any ti to think and just created the sa type of pillars I created in my past.
And it had only been 24 hours since I started and I was already building a foundation! It took years to get to this point in my last life!
When I finished, my spiritual center looked like a pool of Qi with twelve pillars that represented aspects of myself. All of this rotated in my Dantian like a rotating clock with a pool in the center and a square of Qi with a chunk cut out and surrounding it.
And another bunch of black impurities exited through my pores.
But I wasn’t done yet! Now I had to complete all 144 pillars.
This took three more days of constant, intense cultivation. There was no ti to rest.
I worked like a damn construction robot, following my cultivation thod for foundation establishnt precisely.
When I reached the peak, I desperately wanted to pause for a second… But that crushing sensation, like the universe denying my existence, weighed down on . I wanted to laugh.
This bit of pressure was easy! Since when did cultivators ever need the approval of the universe?
This was the point at which I was supposed to experience a tribulation, but nothing happened besides an increase in the condemnation from the universe.
So, I squeezed all my pillars together and spun them. I tightened and tightened until they lted.
“Muahahahaha!”
Through the pressure and spin, the friction and energy, the lty pillars turned into a beautiful golden ball.
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