Zhao Huanzhen frowned, sniffing hard, and smelled a bloody scent in the air. Seeing Zhou Sheng's pale face, he asked with concern, "Junior Brother, did something go wrong with your Cultivation? You look like you've suffered a great loss of Origin Qi."
Zhou Sheng scratched his head. Here, only Zhao Senior Brother was close to him, so he naturally wouldn't hide anything. He pulled over a stool for him and poured out all his embarrassing troubles.
After listening, Zhao Huanzhen immediately checked his pulse with concern. After a long while, his heart finally settled. He sighed and said, "Junior Brother, you were too reckless. Spiritual Qi is inherently violent. It can smoothly enter the Qi Sea only because our Divine Sense binds it. If you withdraw your Divine Sense midway, they will run wild within your body. Fortunately, I just checked, and no hidden injuries were left on you."
"I... I just thought that Cultivation was too slow. If I could use the time spent on doing things and sleeping for Cultivation, my Cultivation speed would definitely increase," Zhou Sheng said, secretly glancing at Zhao Huanzhen. When he saw no criticism in his eyes, he felt greatly relieved.
"Alas, Junior Brother, what is the ultimate goal of your Cultivation? Don't talk about your current one, just tell me what you desire most," Zhao Huanzhen said, patting his head.
"Senior Brother, then I'll say it, please don't laugh at me. I want to become an Immortal, a great Immortal, so I can protect the people who are important to me."
"Then I ask you, what would you do if someone wanted to dig up your Spiritual Plant or kill your parents?"
Zhou Sheng felt a surge of anger rush straight to his scalp. He didn't even react himself, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he said fiercely, "Of course, I'd kill them all! I want them to regret even having the thought, to repent for generations!"
Zhao Huanzhen was also startled, "Junior Brother, you are so young, how could you have a Heart Demon?" He formed a hand seal with his right hand, a speck of spiritual light gathered on his thumb, and he tapped it on Zhou Sheng's forehead with the force of a striking bell. Then he shouted loudly, "Junior Brother, wake up!!!"
Zhou Sheng coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, then looked at Zhao Huanzhen weakly, asking in confusion, "Senior Brother, what happened to me?"
Zhao Huanzhen naturally knew what was going on. The Dao Heart Demon Seed mentioned in the books must be for people like his Junior Brother. He was originally not fond of Cultivation and read many casual books. It is rumored that some people are born with a Dao Heart, and among these people, there is an even rarer type who possess both a Dao Heart and a Demon Seed. Once such a person becomes a demon, they are even more terrifying than demon cultivators, and the higher their Cultivation, the greater the uncontrollable risk.
"Nothing, Junior Brother. Your previous injuries just haven't healed yet. I helped you clear out the Bruising." After speaking, Zhao Huanzhen took out a small blood-colored fruit from his mustard seed bag and handed it to Zhou Sheng. "Eat this. It can replenish your Qi and blood."
"Thank you, Senior Brother," Zhou Sheng ate it in a few bites and immediately felt a warmth spread through his body. "This fruit is so comfortable."
Zhao Huanzhen smiled, "Junior Brother, this is a blood jade fruit. You can keep the pit; it might grow into a new blood jade tree."
"I just asked you about your Cultivation goal, now let me tell you mine. I was brought up the mountain to Cultivate when I was twenty-two. I am forty-two this year and am currently at Qi Condensation Stage 3. Everything has Karma. I have never forced myself with Cultivation; I just pass the days on the mountain."
"Also, Junior Brother, I've carefully considered your Cultivation method. I think it might be feasible. I'll give you a reply after I've thought about it carefully when I get back."
After saying this, looking at Zhou Sheng's face, Zhao Huanzhen sighed and took out two more books from his mustard seed bag, instructing him to recite the principles within them every morning.
One was "The Analects of Confucius," and the other was "The Diamond Sutra."
After Zhao Huanzhen left, Zhou Sheng no longer dared to Cultivate haphazardly and began to Cultivate systematically.