Chapter 4: Immortal Cultivation



"Okay, be careful. If you're scared, call me. I'm always here for you," Zi Shufen said. Her daughter wasn't stupid anymore; falling down the hillside was a blessing in disguise.

After Sang Jin left Zi Shufen's sight, she immediately hid. She made a hand gesture, injecting spiritual energy into her fingers, which then transformed into mental power. She pointed it at the center of her forehead.

When she opened her eyes again, she had truly arrived at the secret realm her master had sent her. As she had suspected, the secret realm was imprinted in her soul sea. Therefore, it only required a small amount of mental energy to open it. So, her immense mental energy also followed.

Only Sang Jin's spirit entered. Her body remained outside. She immediately withdrew and cast a protective barrier around her current body. Then, her spirit reentered the secret realm.

When she reaches the seventh level of Qi Refining, she will be able to bring her body with her into the secret realm. The secret realm has been opened, and from now on, if she needs anything, she only needs to silently recite it in her mind and mobilize a small amount of mental energy.

She had to first find a elixir that could heal her wounds, and then practice martial arts. She couldn't just be a fool who only knew how to make elixirs. No matter how proficient she was in elixirs, it wouldn't be as effective as the power of martial arts. She didn't want to be forced to die in such a miserable way like in her previous life.

In this life, Sang Jin wanted to cultivate both alchemy and martial arts. The cultivation system of the Southern Wasteland Continent was similar to that of the Eastern Wasteland Continent.

Cultivation is divided into the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Martial Arts, as well as formations, weapon refining, beast taming, and so on. Alchemy elixirs are divided into nine grades, with higher grades representing greater power. First-grade elixirs are further divided into one to nine levels of veins. Elixirs with one to three veins are considered low-grade. Elixirs with four to six veins are considered mid-grade. Elixirs with seven to eight veins are considered high-grade. To date, no one has yet managed to refine a supreme-grade elixir, or a nine-vein elixir.

The Tiandao Pill that Sang Jin had refined was of the highest quality, a ninth-grade, nine-patterned pill.

The path of cultivating immortals is divided into the Qi training stage, the foundation building stage, the golden elixir stage, the Nascent Soul stage, the spirit transformation stage, the fusion stage, the Mahayana stage, the tribulation crossing stage, the true immortal realm, the golden immortal realm, etc.

Sang Jin took the elixir and her spirit left the secret realm. Since they were fleeing famine, there was little to eat along the way, so she had to find a way to release some food. Wouldn't it just be poultry, rice, and the like? She wasn't fasting, so of course this secret realm had her poultry, spiritual plants, and spiritual rice.

"Mom, I saw some chickens over there." Sang Jin came out of the bushes and found Zi Shufen and whispered.

"Really? Then we should be quiet so as not to disturb them. Now let's go find your dad and ask him to catch a chicken for Xiao Jin to eat." Zi Shufen said happily. This chicken is just right for Xiao Jin to nourish his body.

"Okay. Xiao Jin didn't tell anyone except mother." Sang Jin complained to herself in her heart. She was already over a hundred years old, but now she had to act like a child here.

Zi Shufen took Sang Jin to find Sang Mu.

"Xiao Jin, lead the way for daddy, let's go catch pheasants." At a time when it is difficult for people to survive, they can still encounter pheasants. Their family is really lucky.

"Daddy, please come with Xiaojin. Hush—Mom said we should keep our voices down." Sang Jin pulled Sang Mu's clothes and followed him. Zi Shufen, who was pregnant, did not follow.

Sang Jin and Sang Mu walked into the bushes: "Where is Xiao Jin? Why didn't Dad see the pheasant?"

"Daddy, look over there." Sang Jin took advantage of the moment when Sang Mu turned around to talk to her, and immediately mobilized a bit of her mental strength to release two of the chickens she had prepared earlier.

"There really is one! Wait until Daddy catches it for you and your grandma can make some soup for us." Sang Mu immediately gained strength upon seeing the chicken. He mobilized his spiritual energy to speed up and chased after the chicken.

In a split second, Sang Mu had the two chickens. Sang Mu carried the chickens and led Sang Jin out of the bushes. Then they went to his mother's place.

"Where did this chicken come from? Bring it here quickly. Second son's wife, go and deal with the chicken. Second son, you go and guard it. If you can't beat them, come and call us." Although Old Lady Zhuang favors boys over girls, she is also good at managing the household.

"Okay, mother." Sang Laoer responded and took his wife to deal with the chicken.

Sangmu stayed and told the whole story of the chicken's origin.

"This chicken was all thanks to our little Jin who was smart enough to see it first." This was the first time that Old Lady Zhuang praised Sang Jin. She usually called him a money-loser.

"Mom, Xiao Jin isn't stupid anymore. He's very well behaved." Sang Mu tried hard to persuade his child to be in his mother's good graces. Although he didn't favor boys over girls, he also hoped for a harmonious family. He hoped his mother could let go of her prejudices.

"Okay, I understand. Take her to rest." Old Mrs. Zhuang didn't really want to target little Sang Jin. What else could she do? In the third generation of the Sang family, except for the eldest son who gave birth to a son, the second son's two children were daughters.

They couldn't even cultivate in this era where the strong were respected. Life was truly difficult for ordinary mortals like them. The imperial court couldn't possibly manage it. For a family with few sons, the hardships of fleeing famine were evident.

Sang Jin knew her grandmother's concern, worried that the aroma of the chicken soup would spread out and attract the villagers to grab it. Hungry people don't care whether they can beat you or not, they just want to eat.

It wasn't that difficult. She just had to set up a centrifugal array. It could isolate all odors within the array, including the breath of everyone inside. This array was usually used to conceal enemy tracking.

As the formation began, a faint white light emerged from underground and quickly formed a complete centrifugal formation, hidden in the place where the Sang family rested.

Although the fluctuation was very weak, Sang Mu still noticed it. Was it a formation? Was his daughter a formation master?

He stole a glance at his daughter and saw that she was very tired and had returned to the wooden cart and fallen asleep. Since his daughter hadn't said anything, he, as a father, would just pretend he didn't know about it.

After Sang Jin set up the centrifugal array, the mental energy she'd expended today left her soul extremely unstable. She needed to rest and recover. Her soul was still weak after her rebirth, so it seemed she couldn't use too much mental energy just yet.

The Sang family has two wooden carts, which Sang Mu made on the day he started fleeing the famine, so that his pregnant wife and two children could rest at night.

The other wooden cart was used by the second wife's six-year-old Sang Ling and five-year-old Sang You at night. The eldest and second sons of the Sang family, along with Sang's father, took turns pushing the cart.

"Xiao Jin, get up and eat the chicken legs." Zi Shufen called Sang Jin gently. Mu Tou had killed two chickens. Mother-in-law had the second wife cook one for them, and the other was eaten by the parents-in-law and the second wife together.

It was hot out, and if we didn't eat it quickly, it would spoil. Besides, there were other people in the village, and if they found out they had meat, they would definitely take it away, and they wouldn't be able to eat it then.

It was strange that the stewed chicken had such a strong meaty aroma. No one else in the village noticed anything unusual about them.

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