Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 1: Lucky to Be Alive

In the late autumn, a desolate autumn atmosphere filled the air, with yellow leaves swirling in the wind.

These past few days have been continuous rain, and the temperature has dropped sharply.

The damp wind, accompanied by fine raindrops, raged everywhere, permeating a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

Su Fan lay on a dirty and tattered bed, his body wrapped in layers of bandages like a mummy. The room was filled with a pungent smell of medicine.

He weakly tightened the blanket on his body and stared blankly at the ceiling.

How did he end up in this ghostly place after sleeping, when he had a good life on Earth with a house and a car?

The owner of this body has the same name and surname as him, and is a cultivator.

He is a mythical immortal who can ride the wind and travel thousands of miles with a single sword, as described in legends.

They ride dragons and befriend cranes, eat wind and drink dew, never aging, and enjoy the ultimate freedom in the mortal world!

But with the sporadic memories that appeared, Su Fan finally saw the true face of this fantastical and mysterious world.

The cultivators in this world are indeed powerful and can truly achieve immortality, even living as long as the heavens and earth.

However, those people are only a small minority among the countless cultivators.

Someone like him, an Independent Cultivator who would risk his life for a spiritual stone, is no different from an ant.

Legends are all damn lies, what mortals write is the truth.

But Han Laomo, a disciple of Huangfeng Valley, can casually pick up a Heaven Palm Bottle just by walking around.

The previous owner of this body had nothing, and throughout his cultivation journey, it was filled with tears.

The memories in this body are filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

In his thirties, he wandered in a foreign land.

With the aptitude of the Four Spiritual Roots, he has been stuck at the bottleneck of Qi Refining Stage 2 for more than ten years.

The cultivation of the Immortal Dao is difficult, with dangers at every step, like walking on thin ice.

He was starting to miss home, that small town on the outskirts.

Su Fan had no ambitions. After graduating, his classmates went to Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou to strive for success, while he returned to his hometown.

The pace of life here is slow, and the cost of living is low.

If he has no aspirations, he can live comfortably for the rest of his life.

Here, he can afford a two-bedroom apartment with little shared space, and can also afford a cheap and cost-effective domestic SUV.

If it weren't for the divorce, his life would have been complete.

"I really miss my child..."

Being so young and losing their father, what will happen if they are bullied in the future?

Thinking of this, Su Fan sighed.

"I can't go back anymore, I still have to live on..."

He glanced at the ancient book on the bedside, picked it up and flipped through it. The pages of the book were torn and tattered, with the second half of the book torn off.

He dejectedly threw the book aside.

He was injured like this, all thanks to this book.

A few days ago, the previous owner was hired by the Little Sun Faction to participate in the suppression of Demonic Cultivators in the mountains near the market.

He didn't know what stroke of luck he had, but he actually found a storage bag on a Demonic Cultivator's corpse.

Demonic Cultivator is like a rat crossing the street, hiding everywhere every day, all of them are poor.

Apart from a few spirit stones, everything else is junk, only the storage bag can still be worth some spirit stones.

But for him, this is undoubtedly a small fortune.

It's pitiful, after cultivating as an immortal for so many years, he hasn't even obtained a storage bag.

Next, he discovered this tattered book, a fragment of the ancient demonic sect "Heavenly Demon Sect's" body refining technique, the "Heavenly Demon Sacred Body Technique".

Because of the bottleneck period, the progress of the technique is almost nonexistent, and the previous owner started cultivating the Body Refining path ten years ago.

After ten years of hard cultivation, he has achieved some success.

So obtaining this book is like a treasure to him.

Because the most incredible aspect of this technique is its extremely fast cultivation speed, even reaching the heavens in one step.

Cultivators of the demonic sect are extremely abnormal, often disregarding the consequences in order to achieve their goals.

Although the cultivation speed is astonishing, the cost is immense.

According to the general outline of the "Heavenly Demon Sacred Body Technique", this technique has no worries.

When the cultivation is complete, the physical body can even transcend the rules of heaven and earth, achieving an immortal and indestructible Heavenly Demon Sacred Body.

Although it sounds profound, in Su Fan's opinion, this is a self-destructive technique.

It may seem incredible, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

In the first layer of the technique, one must absorb heavenly thunder into the body.

The cultivation speed is truly fast, as long as one endures the baptism of heavenly thunder, they can transform from an ordinary mortal body.

Reaching the heavens in one step, achieving the Thunder Dao Body.

The initial cultivation is also the most dangerous, only a very small number of people can endure the torment of heavenly thunder.

As for the rest, they probably all died.

He finally understood how the Heavenly Demon Sect was annihilated, they were all struck by thunder.

The person who created this technique is a lunatic.

Risking the danger of being struck by heavenly thunder, gambling on the slim chance of immortality, they must have been lacking in common sense.

Isn't it better to live...

But the previous owner didn't think so, with four mediocre spiritual roots, the sect didn't accept him, and he wasn't from a prestigious cultivation family.

His only way to obtain cultivation resources was to team up with others to enter the mountains, collect spirit medicine, and hunt monsters.

Not only was it dangerous, but he also had to endure the exploitation of the shops in the market, living a very difficult life.

In addition to his poor aptitude, after twenty years of cultivation, he was still stuck at the bottleneck of the second layer of Qi Refining, unable to make any progress.

Now that he finally has a chance, how could he easily give up?

Faced with such an incredible technique, he, who had already been blinded by opportunities, made a resolute decision.

To risk his life.

And having achieved some success in body cultivation, it was also his greatest confidence.

Of course, the final result was very tragic. With his slightly successful body refining technique, his physical body managed to survive.

But his divine soul couldn't endure the torment of heavenly thunder and ultimately perished.

Su Fan transmigrated at this moment and occupied this body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the pain almost made him faint.

The whole body was covered in torn skin and broken bones, with sticky fresh blood flowing from the seven orifices. The shattered robe scattered on the ground piece by piece.

Su Fan had forgotten how he had returned, only remembering that he crawled into the house before it got dark.

He moved his body and grimaced in pain.

What a crappy book, claiming to achieve the Thunder Dao Body in one step.

Just bragging.

It had been three days and there was still no response from his body.

Su Fan closed his eyes and muttered with resentment.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a sudden flash in front of him, followed by a screen popping up.

"What is this..."

The familiar screen in front of him was the character panel of a cultivation game he had played before transmigrating.

[Name] Su Fan

[Life Span] 36/92 years old

[Cultivation Realm] Qi Refining Second Layer: 99/100

[Cultivation Technique]

1. Primordial Origin Technique (Rank One): 22/100

2. Cross Training Body Tempering Art (Rank Two): 45/200

3. Heavenly Demon Sacred Body Technique (Rank One): 100/100

[Spell] None

[Skill] None

[Divine Ability] None

With a bewildered expression, Su Fan reached out towards the panel.

His finger passed through the screen as if the panel didn't exist.

What's going on? Did the game also come along with the transmigration?

Su Fan was excited. Could this be his Goldfinger?

He tried to operate the panel, but no matter what he did, there was no response from the panel.

That's it...

This panel only digitized his attribute data and had no other use.

Su Fan sighed. He had thought it was something extraordinary, but it turned out to be just this thing.

The progress of the cultivation techniques was clear and concise.

This was not bad, better than nothing.

[Life Span] 36/92 years old. As a cultivator, he would definitely have a long life in the mortal world.

[Cultivation Realm] Qi Refining Second Layer: 99/100. The bottleneck of cultivation was like a piece of paper, it just depended on when it would be broken through.

Primordial Origin Technique was the cultivation technique he had been practicing for twenty years, a popular technique among independent cultivators.

Its advantage was being moderate and stable, with a solid foundation, but its disadvantage was being slow.

Heavenly Demon Sacred Body Technique, the description in the general outline of the technique, Su Fan thought it was all bragging, but he had no evidence.

Anyway, he didn't plan to touch any demonic cultivation techniques in the future.

Cross Training Body Tempering Art, the previous owner of his body had also cultivated the physical path for ten years, and only recently broke through to Rank Two. It could be seen how difficult the physical path was.

Apart from cultivation techniques, spells, divine abilities, and skills did not appear on the panel.

Divine abilities were too advanced, so let's not mention that for now.

According to common sense, after cultivating for twenty years, he should have learned some defensive spells and survival skills.

Su Fan thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

The memories left by the previous owner of his body were relatively complete, except for recent events.

But going further back, it became more vague, just some scattered fragments.

In any case, through the digitized panel, Su Fan had a clear understanding of his own strength.

He was just a weakling.

With this level of strength, he dared to go hunting monsters in the mountains and even accepted employment from the Little Sun Faction to exterminate demonic cultivators.

He was really lucky to have survived until now.

He couldn't be so reckless in the future. It would be better to be an ordinary player and live a peaceful life.

Lying on the broken bed, he daydreamed for the whole afternoon.

Until he got hungry, Su Fan carefully got out of bed and scooped out a spoonful of Spirit Rice from the rice jar next to him.

Spirit Rice was plump, slender, crystal clear, and had an excellent appearance.

The stove and the kitchen were no different from his grandmother's house in the countryside in his previous life. Combined with his instinctive program memory, cooking rice was not difficult.

The water in the pot boiled, and the unique aroma of Spirit Rice filled the room.

Su Fan sat next to the stove, looking around.

This room was about fifty to sixty square meters, divided into two sections.

There was a small courtyard outside, slightly larger than the room.

The furnishings in the southern room were simple, with a few cabinets against the wall, a broken bed under the window, and cushions and a low table on the kang bed.

The northern room was the kitchen, with a stove and a water jar on the left, a chopping board and a cupboard on the other side, and firewood piled up in the corner.

With this rundown house, the rent was one spiritual stone.

Don't complain about it being expensive. Once you terminate the lease, countless independent cultivators will cry and beg to move in.

After all, this place was close to the Little Sun Faction market, and at least basic safety could be guaranteed.

More importantly, the spiritual energy here was far superior to other places.

The Spirit Rice was cooked, and Su Fan couldn't wait to lift the lid, revealing a steaming bowl of Spirit Rice with a pointed top.

He picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to take a bite.

It was really fragrant.

Compared to Thai fragrant rice and Wuchang rice, everything he had eaten before was inferior.

Just for this bowl of Spirit Rice, cultivating was worth it.

After a meal, it was supposed to be the best time for cultivation, absorbing and digesting the spiritual energy in the Spirit Rice.

But Su Fan had injuries on his body and could only lie on the bed daydreaming.

There was no game or mobile phone here, and it was boring to death.

To pass the time, he took out a book about local customs and read to learn more about this world.

(End of this chapter)