Unbeknownst to him, dawn had already broken. Despite not sleeping all night, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue; instead, he looked exceptionally energetic.
“Is this the charm of Cultivation? No wonder those Senior Brothers are immersed in Cultivation every day. But to fill the entire Qi Mansion to reach Qi Condensation Perfection, that’s truly exhausting. With me doing it like an ant moving house, how much time will that take?”
Zhou Sheng, still a child, had barely been happy for long before he started to worry again. “How long will it take me to reach Qi Condensation First Layer~”
A month and a half later, a pest infestation appeared on Zhou Sheng’s Spirit Valley. These insects specifically fed on the roots and stems of the Spirit Valley. If not removed in time, it would affect the harvest of the Spirit Valley.
Zhou Sheng looked at the pile of pests he had caught. They were not ordinary insects, but rather formed from the turbid Qi of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Their lives would disappear into nothingness once they left the Spirit Valley.
“How magical~ Are these the four disasters that exist during the growth of Spiritual Plants? The book says that low-level Spiritual Plants like Spirit Valley usually only need one disaster to mature. I’m really looking forward to it~ The harvest will be soon.”
Only when he was by his own Spiritual Field did he feel happy. Although he occasionally encountered Zhao Huanzhen, the happiness only lasted for that brief encounter. After they separated, he was alone again.
He thought that if he could Cultivate while walking, that would be great. Then he could also Cultivate while working in the future. As he thought, he acted, sitting cross-legged on the field ridge. Spiritual Qi flowed through his Meridians into his Qi Mansion. He deliberately interrupted this process at this moment, and as a result, the Spiritual Qi remaining in his body instantly crashed around like headless flies.
“Ah~” Zhou Sheng cried out, feeling uncomfortable all over. The Spiritual Qi seeped out through his pores, and in an instant, he became a bloody mess.
This place was still far from the Senior Brothers’ residences, so his commotion here did not alarm anyone. He rolled around in pain alone in the Spiritual Field, finally running out of strength. He felt certain he was going to die, and no one had told him not to do this. He looked at a spot a few meters away from him.
There was a small, short Spiritual Valley plant there, looking greener than the other Spiritual Valley plants. Every leaf was so lovely and charming, seemingly beckoning to him.
This was the plant that had first suffered from the pest infestation. When Zhou Sheng woke up that morning, it was already covered in small insects, but it had miraculously survived. For some reason, he felt that this patch of Spirit Valley was very, very similar to himself.
For a moment, he actually forgot the pain and just stared. An hour later, he climbed out of the field by himself, covered in blood. He didn’t know if he had become numb to the pain or what, but besides lacking strength, he didn’t feel any pain. He walked over to the slightly shorter Spiritual Valley plant, gently touched it, and considered it a thank you.
“Little Spirit Valley, thank you. Zhang Yingying said that a life-saving grace should be repaid with a gushing spring, and I think that makes a lot of sense. You saved my life today, and if I, Zhou Sheng, Cultivate the immortal Dao, you will surely Ascend with me.” Just after he finished speaking, there was a sudden flash of lightning and rumble of thunder. This change was extremely quick and recovered just as quickly. Zhou Sheng was startled, then felt he was overthinking, and slowly started to walk back.
Everyone in Xianling Sect felt this change and went out to investigate in unison. Sect Leader Chen Wanqing was a fat man. He jolted in his chair, went out, then returned to his chair, muttering to himself in confusion, “Damn it, is someone attacking our mountain gate? My Xianling Sect is dirt poor; just say what you want. Why play mind games with me? Aren’t you afraid of scaring me to death?”
What Zhou Sheng didn't notice was that a wisp of golden thread had emerged from the Spirit Valley. In the unseen, its destiny had already connected with Zhou Sheng’s, sharing honor and disgrace, and this was precisely where Zhou Sheng’s Dao enlightenment opportunity lay. And the jade stone in his Sea of Consciousness began to pulse slowly, like a heart.
Zhou Sheng secretly snuck into the house. He didn’t want to attract the attention of his Senior Brothers. He had messed himself up by Cultivating haphazardly, and children are still afraid of being scolded. After slowly washing off the blood scabs, Zhou Sheng lay down on his bed and fell asleep.
The book Zhong Li gave him indeed didn’t mention it, but the content was extremely correct. As long as one followed the rules, there would be no problems. He hadn’t expected someone like Zhou Sheng, who dared to experiment on himself. Fortunately, Zhou Sheng’s cultivation was extremely low, and he absorbed very little Spiritual Qi at a time. If it were one of his Senior Brothers, doing this once would make it difficult not to die.
“Thump thump thump!!!”
A steady and continuous knocking sound rang out. Zhou Sheng rubbed his eyes, groggily got up and opened the door, seeing Zhao Huanzhen’s concerned gaze. Zhou Sheng immediately felt a little embarrassed, “Hello, Zhao Senior Brother~”