The Longevity Family: Starting From The Branches And Leaves

Chapter 1: Incense Cultivation System (Please Collect and Follow)

Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse!

Inside the house, the oil lamp on a small table in the center emitted a dim light.

A young man sat on a cushion, his eyes lifeless as he looked at the dimly glowing magic sword in front of him, sighing deeply.

With a slightly haggard and pale face, messy hair, he appeared somewhat unkempt.

He was Chen Ling, who had traveled through time for five years.

He was originally born into a family of Foundation Building cultivators, but with a mixed spiritual root in four elements, his aptitude was average, and he had almost no resources within the family. Three years ago, in order to learn the art of refining, he married the daughter of a refiner named He Jing, becoming a son-in-law of the He family.

However, unfortunately, the Qingyang Sect launched a large-scale development, and the He family was conscripted into the development team. He Jing was unexpectedly attacked by a demonic beast and died.

Not only did he fail to learn the complete art of refining, but he was also infected by the demonic energy during the development, leaving a lingering illness in his body. Every day, he had to suppress the demonic energy within him with spiritual power, causing his cultivation to completely stagnate.

Now in his thirties, he was still at the third level of Qi Refining.

It could be described as a pitiful sight!

He was seriously dragging down the progress of time travelers, making him the most unfortunate time traveler in history!

"Sigh! I only have eighteen pieces of fragmented spirit stones left. I gave ten to the midwife, and what's left probably won't be enough for Yun'er to buy supplements!" Chen Ling sighed deeply.

Two tears slowly slid down his face.

As a cultivator, he couldn't even afford supplements for his wife during childbirth. It was truly pitiful!

But there was nothing he could do. With his limited aptitude and incomplete knowledge of refining, his success rate in refining was very low, and the quality was average, resulting in poor business. Very few people came to him for custom-made magical tools.

This time, he had finally managed to get Shen the shopkeeper to custom-make a low-grade magic sword for him. The sword body had already been refined, but he was unable to inscribe the crucial magic restrictions on the sword.

As a time traveler, he had always believed that he could do better than others!

Even though his aptitude was too poor and he was abandoned by his family, he had always persisted in cultivating. After all, as long as there was a glimmer of hope for Foundation Building, he would never give up.

He didn't have a golden finger, but he still had his cultivation aptitude, which was much better than an ordinary person's.

However, the cruel reality repeatedly crushed his enthusiasm.

No matter how hard he tried.

No matter how diligent he was.

Without opportunities, without aptitude, everything seemed futile!

He had also tried many methods in the hope of activating his golden finger, but there was no response. By now, he had basically given up hope for the legendary golden finger.

"Husband, rest early!"

"I can't inscribe the magic restrictions today, I'll do it tomorrow!"

"Your body is not well, don't harm your foundation!"

At this moment, his wife's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Upon hearing He Yunxiu's words, Chen Ling's mouth twitched. Although his wife also had a mixed spiritual root, she had a beautiful appearance and a gentle and kind personality, always accommodating him in everything.

Seeing that she was about to give birth, he was worried that he would harm his body by staying up late to refine the magical tool.

He quickly said, "It's alright, you go rest. I'll finish soon!"

Thinking that he didn't even have enough spirit stones to buy nutritional supplements, he could only muster his spirits and continue to inscribe the magic restrictions on the sword.

If it didn't work, he could only go work as a temporary laborer in the mine!

Outside the door, He Yunxiu let out a sigh.

"As long as this magic sword can be refined, we can earn more than twenty spirit stones. Then our life will be a little better."

The faint moonlight shone through the small wooden window and into the room.

With a single breath, Chen Ling prepared to continue inscribing the whirlwind magic restriction.

Jinshan Lane was a market established by the Qingyang Sect after entering the Yunmeng Swamp for development. After more than ten years, not only had the demonic energy within a radius of two hundred miles been eliminated, but the safety had also greatly improved.

However, some daily necessities still had to be imported, resulting in high prices!

It was extremely difficult for wandering cultivators to survive here!

Even some treasure-hunting and killing incidents happened frequently. Because he was relatively poor and had learned a lesson from He Jing's incident, the couple usually stayed at home and rarely went out, and they had been safe for these years.

"Life is truly difficult. Even becoming a cultivator is so miserable!"

Chen Ling rubbed his forehead and took out a piece of green jade spirit board, continuing to carve the whirlwind magic restriction.

This whirlwind formation was a second-level magic restriction that consumed a lot of spiritual energy and mental power. It had to be carved carefully and slowly.

After a quarter of an hour, as his spiritual energy became insufficient, the supply of spiritual energy was cut off, and the restriction rune on the spirit board immediately emitted white smoke, rendering it useless.

Chen Ling couldn't help but feel a pang of pain. Ten pieces of fragmented spirit stones were gone!

He forcefully controlled his restless mood, got up and paced in the small house, relieving the pressure.

"I only have three spirit boards left in my hand, and I can no longer carve out the Cyclone Law Seal. This business is going to fail again!"

Chen Ling sighed and decided to take a break and try again tomorrow.

The next day.

He Yunxiu began to experience labor pains.

He quickly stopped drawing the Law Seal and went out to find a midwife.

At noon.

Chen Ling paced back and forth outside the room, occasionally tiptoeing to look inside through the window, his expression anxious.

Although he and his wife were both cultivators, they both had mixed spiritual roots. Naturally, he hoped that their child's aptitude would be better than theirs. After all, if he couldn't become a wealthy person, being the father of a wealthy person would also be acceptable.

Of course, it could also be a mortal!

Just as Chen Ling was anxiously waiting, he heard a cry from inside the room. His heart immediately relaxed. Whether it was good or bad no longer mattered!

Soon after, the midwife came out holding the baby and smiled, "It's a son, congratulations."

Chen Ling's face lit up with joy. He took the baby wrapped in linen from the midwife's hands and looked at the little one whose eyes had not yet opened. He smiled happily. The continuation of this bloodline swept away the suppressed emotions in his heart.

Then he took out ten pieces of broken spirit stones and thanked the midwife.

The midwife took the spirit stones and said a few words of congratulations before leaving.

Entering the room.

He Yunxiu, lying on the bed, looked a bit pale and listless.

Chen Ling hurriedly used his spiritual power to help his wife recover.

He Yunxiu looked grateful, and her face regained some color. She weakly asked, "Husband, what should we name the child?"

"Chen Ping'an!"

Chen Ling thought for a moment and said with a smile.

Although Chen Ling hoped that the child would have a bright future, in this environment, his greatest wish was for the child to grow up peacefully and safely.

At this point.

He had resigned himself.

If his own aptitude was not good enough, then he would focus on cultivating the next generation.

Perhaps he could cultivate a Foundation Building cultivator.

He Yunxiu held the child and sighed softly, "Your grandfather would be so happy to see you like this!"

"You rest first, I'll make you some spirit rice porridge."

Chen Ling said.

Then he walked out of the room and went to the kitchen.

There were only enough low-grade spirit rice in the rice jar for two days.

This kind of spirit rice was expensive, costing ten pieces of broken spirit stones per catty. It was used for their usual cultivation assistance and was their biggest monthly expense.

Just as he finished washing the rice and poured it into the pot.

"Host qualification detected, the Incense Cultivation System is officially activated."

Name: Chen Ling

Incense Value: 18

Spirit Roots: Mixed Four Elements (Metal, Wood, Fire, Earth, 58/100) (+)

Realm: Qi Refining Third Layer

Technique: Azure Flame Art (Entry: 40/100) (+)

Skill: Basic Refining Art (Entry: 38/100) (+)

Divine Ability: None

Lifespan: 30 days (+)

Refiner: First Rank Low Grade

[Family Progress: Successfully gave birth to the first heir, gaining 18 Incense Value!]

[Reminder: Incense Value can condense lifespan, supplement techniques, improve spirit roots, and realm...!

Population, heirs, family resources, family reputation... all can increase Incense Value!]

Just as he was about to start a fire, he suddenly noticed a virtual panel that appeared below the corner of his eye, with rows of golden text on it.

Chen Ling was slightly startled and tried to widen his eyes to make sure the panel was still there.

"Could this be a cheat?"

(End of this chapter)