Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Gu, and Finally Discover It's a Starry Universe

(New book for practice) (No female lead, growth-oriented) A somewhat familiar starry universe, on a long journey of unknown years. The unchanging goal is to find a way to stay in this world forever...

Chapter 1 Another Cicada's Song

After the medicine was brewed in an earthenware pot, Gou'er carried it to Dao Chengyi's bedside. The bowl was chipped and covered in grime that couldn't be washed off, but Dao Chengyi didn't mind.

Enduring the bitterness, blowing on it as he slowly drank, while Gou'er pointed to Dao Chengyi and his own stomach, gesturing with his food to signal him to get more food.

Watching the dog leave, the door was closed again. Dao Chengyi slowly drank his medicine, then lay down, closed his eyes to rest, and listened to another cicada chirping.

A progress bar slowly appeared before his eyes. It was a very simple panel with a vessel-shaped pattern at the top, featuring various insects.

"Insect Vessel" is the name of the vessel, and in the middle of the panel is a progress bar.

Human-Powered Gu: This Gu is made by combining two Gu materials: a longhorn beetle and a normal adult. Currently, it's 80% complete.

Time Cicada: A cicada pupa that has survived a full cycle of spring and autumn + a soul element that has traveled through time. Currently at 9% completion.

This is his cheat code for time travel, and it's a cheat code that he only figured out how to use after a long time of figuring it out. It's a high-end but definitely not user-friendly cheat.

"Silk"

Another cicada chirped, and looking at the progress bar that had reached ten, Dao Chengyi's restless heart slowly found some solace.

Just because 10% of the progress was enough for him to complete a time reversal once, the extra life meant he had one more chance to escape death.

Similarly, the fact that the human-powered Gu was about to reach 100% completion also gave Dao Chengyi a trump card to resist Zhao Er.

As for what was sacrificed...

Dao Chengyi closed his eyes peacefully, recalling the venting he had never experienced in his previous life and the somewhat unforgettable taste, and his body unconsciously reacted.

It was a bit hot in the summer, but I was still feeling sleepy. The cicadas were about to start chirping, their calls carrying a mournful tone.