There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 1: Dao Brother! Your Spirit Root belongs to me!

Winter, the 57th month.

The day is four and a half minutes long, while the night is a little over five minutes long.

Great River Sect, Soul Capturing Cliff, Cave No. 37.

Xia Ming, dressed in a pale blue robe, holds three incense sticks in his hands, offering them to the heavens, the earth, and the people.

Inside the cave, it is damp and cold. The flickering candlelight casts distorted shadows.

Looking at the cold body lying on the central stone bed, Xia Ming lets out a long sigh.

This person... he knows him.

This person entered the mountain at the same time as Xia Ming, but he possessed a Spirit Root and successfully became an outer disciple.

And now, he lies here lifeless and devoid of any vitality.

Xia Ming squints his eyes and carefully examines the body from top to bottom.

Then, he picks up the slender bamboo strip hanging from the body's waist and writes:

[Outer disciple, Li Luqi: Died from a sword wound, the sword is one inch and six fen wide, piercing through the heart and lungs, with signs of freezing around the wound.]

[Great River Sect, Soul Capturing Cliff, Cave No. 37, Xia Ming.]

Describing the cause of death is only a small part of Xia Ming's work. The real task lies ahead.

Xia Ming gently presses his right hand against Li Luqi's dantian, then slowly closes his eyes.

As his vision fades, a clear black and white magnetic field induction diagram appears in Xia Ming's mind.

With Xia Ming's right hand as the center, black magnetic lines flow like water, constantly spreading out.

The dense magnetic lines slowly outline the general shape of Li Luqi's body.

At Li Luqi's right arm, Xia Ming notices something amiss.

The magnetic lines there are concave, twisted, and entangled.

It seems... there is a loophole.

This is unreasonable!

Xia Ming furrows his brows, then takes a slender blade and directly targets the Tianquan and Quze acupoints on Li Luqi's right arm.

With a slight prick of the blade, three fen deep into the flesh and an inch wide opening, two thumb-sized dark gray pebbles fall into Xia Ming's hand.

Looking at the two pebbles in his palm, Xia Ming can't help but recall the descriptions of these stones by other cultivators.

[Soul Stones: Can be hidden in the body's acupoints, with the effect of strengthening the soul. If used on mortals, it may awaken their spiritual potential and activate the Spirit Root.]

...

Finding what they hid in their acupoints from the deceased disciples.

This is Xia Ming's main task.

And it is also the fundamental reason for the existence of Soul Capturing Cliff.

People can die, but objects must be put to good use.

Placing the soul stones on the black case beside him, Xia Ming closes his eyes as if dozing off.

Outside the cave, a man in a black robe glances at Xia Ming's back and takes out a bamboo slip from his pocket, writing:

[Winter, the 57th month, Cave No. 37, three bodies found, obtained six soul stones and one talisman weapon.]

Listening to the footsteps of the patrolling guards fading away, Xia Ming slowly opens his eyes.

What he is about to do cannot tolerate any distractions.

Discarding all internal distractions, Xia Ming presses his right palm firmly against Li Luqi's dantian.

In the next moment, a gleam of light flashes in Xia Ming's eyes.

Dao Brother Li Lu, your Spirit Root now belongs to me!

Xia Ming's palm trembles slightly, causing Li Luqi's eyelids to twitch as well.

After a moment, Xia Ming lets out a long breath.

He slowly closes his eyes and silently recites the words "Spirit Root," and a diode appears in his mind.

Yes, it is a glowing diode.

Commonly known as an LED.

However, the LED in Xia Ming's mind is dim.

The LED is dim, and the two thin pins are faintly visible.

With Xia Ming's palm gently closing, a miracle occurs.

The diode in his mind becomes clearer and clearer. One pin has turned completely blue, while the other is halfway there.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ming clenches his fist tightly and then lets out a long breath.

"A diligent person! Heaven does not disappoint! Who said I, Xia Ming, cannot possess a Spirit Root! Cannot cultivate!"

"As long as I obtain ten more Water Spirit Roots, I will definitely have a Water Spirit Root! Then I can start Qi Refining cultivation! Leave this ghost place!"

Glancing at Li Luqi in front of him, a wry smile appears on Xia Ming's face.

Sigh...

While others cultivate immortality, he repairs glowing diodes?

Is this scientific?

Even if such unscientific things like transmigration have happened, can we still talk about science?

Immortal Cultivation World, are you talking to me about science?

Have you practiced it?

...

The story begins on the day when Xia Ming's soul transmigrated.

The story is quite simple. Xia Ming was an ordinary commoner brought up the mountain by the Great River Sect.

The original owner of this body was an ordinary mortal, very foolish and naive. When he caught a glimpse of the path to immortality, his world collapsed.

Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Ye Gong was scared to death by a dragon.

He died, and naturally Xia Ming took advantage of this body.

After being captured and brought up the mountain, the Great River Sect first conducted a Spirit Root test on them.

Those with Spirit Roots become outer disciples of the Great River Sect.

Those without Spirit Roots become miscellaneous disciples first, and then follow orders.

Unfortunately, Xia Ming did not have a Spirit Root, so he became a miscellaneous disciple of the Great River Sect.

After becoming a miscellaneous disciple, the Great River Sect gave them a manual and asked them to study it carefully. After three days, there would be an assessment.

Those who pass the assessment become miscellaneous disciples of the Great River Sect.

Those who fail the assessment go down the mountain to mine coal.

...

The title of the manual is "On How to Inspire Inspiration."

Yes, the title is not so serious.

Inspiration means sensing the movement of spiritual energy.

As we all know, only those with Spirit Roots can cultivate Qi Refining.

Many people do not have Spirit Roots, but those without Spirit Roots also have differences.

Among them are the so-called "inspiration feelers."

[Inspiration feelers: They can feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy but cannot cultivate. They are suitable to be miscellaneous disciples, cheap and numerous.]

[Just need a book to inspire their focus on sensing inspiration.]

Just as Xia Ming opened the book "On How to Inspire Inspiration," something unexpected happened.

...

In the instant Xia Ming saw those words, his ears rang and the heavens trembled.

He found that he didn't recognize the words inside!

Am I illiterate?

No, that's not right!

I can recognize the big characters on the cover!

Could it be... I don't recognize the words related to cultivation?

Staring fixedly at those dancing words, Xia Ming's heart sank bit by bit into an icy abyss.

No! Immortal Cultivation World! What's the point of playing if I can't cultivate?

I don't even have a system!

Isn't this a death sentence?

If I can't cultivate that damn inspiration, I'll have to go down the mountain to mine coal.

Mining coal in the Immortal Cultivation World... it's like turning on the lights in the toilet!

Seeking death!

I can't give up!

Thinking this, Xia Ming clenched his teeth tightly.

Even if he had to bite off his molars, he would make sense of these words!

As time passed, Xia Ming found that his attention was still drifting, and he couldn't see the words clearly at all.

With a sense of unwillingness, Xia Ming bit his own arm.

He tried to use pain to focus his attention.

Blood dripped slowly from his fingers, which really frightened the people around him.

Just reading a book, was it necessary to be so cruel to oneself?

It's like being a madman!

Ignoring the horrified gazes of others, Xia Ming focused on the book in front of him.

Just when his eyes were about to burst with blood.

A miracle happened.

Those running words gradually slowed down, grew heads, sprouted eyes, and transformed into limbs.

As Xia Ming looked at them, they also looked at Xia Ming.

In Xia Ming's horrified gaze, they held hands and rearranged themselves.

Looking at the words that appeared in the book, Xia Ming trembled all over.

Damn it!

What the hell!

...

[Inspiration = electromagnetic induction.]

Spiritual energy is also a special kind of moving electrons.

Under the equation, there was actually a bunch of electromagnetic induction principles.

...

Xia Ming: ???

(End of this chapter)