Ball Ball Cultivation

Xu Qiuqiu, born amidst the anticipation of many, has been beautiful from childhood. Before the age of three, Xu Qing daily nourished her meridians with spiritual energy, which also contributes to the growth of her intelligence. From the age of three to six, she learned three languages: Chinese, Classical Chinese, and English.

For an ancient family like theirs, learning classical Chinese was a must, especially small seal script. Many family texts were in seal script or oracle bone script. English was essential for international integration; staying isolated and not keeping up with the times would eventually lead to obsolescence, so it was a must. They also practiced basic tendon-opening and meridian-expanding exercises every morning and learned various cultivation essentials. Children in cultivation families often began their education with illustrated guides to various spiritual plants and compendiums of refining materials.

At the age of six, his spiritual roots had fully developed. Using the family's spiritual analysis plate, he had five spiritual roots: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. His spiritual root value was 85, balanced, and extremely rare. His family was both happy and worried. They were happy because those with chaotic spiritual roots were tolerant and easy to raise. The possibility of having a child with these roots was high, thus preserving the Xu family's legacy. While the child would struggle to reach a higher level, he wouldn't have to endure the despair of not being able to advance. They were worried because the child, facing difficulties in advancing, would give up on himself and become negative about life.

Spiritual energy was thin, and the five spiritual roots struggled to draw it into the body. Finally, Grandpa devised a training plan, allowing Qiuqiu to enter the Dao through martial arts. From the age of six to twelve, the child's innate energy hadn't fully dissipated, so he would meditate in the early mornings to practice the Tai Chi Heart Method (Tai Chi master Zhang Sanfeng relied on this technique to achieve enlightenment through martial arts, transcending the Purple Void and living for over 200 years, equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage).

In the mornings, I studied elementary and middle school knowledge. In the afternoons, I learned Tai Chi on the training grounds. The footwork, "Xiaoyao Eight Steps," is considered a primitive version of the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Weibu), originating from the I Ching Bagua. In the evenings, I trained my body with various medicinal solutions prepared by Xu Ye. At twelve, I reached the tenth level of the Acquired Heaven Realm. At thirteen, I entered the Innate Qi Induction Stage, developing a sense of Qi and being able to feel spiritual energy, thus entering the Qi Induction Stage. This was a grueling process of accumulation.

Every morning before sunrise, she sat in the mountains, absorbing three, five, or seven tiny pinpricks of spiritual energy. After a year of accumulation, she still hadn't reached the Xiantian Condensation stage, simply because spiritual energy was scarce and Qiuqiu's demand was so great. Her family worried about her, reassuring her that ordinary life was fine and that learning to get along with others was a way to cultivate her mindset. Fourteen-year-old Qiuqiu resolutely took the college entrance examination and was accepted into the best university in the province. She also added the sword technique "Nine Swords of Freedom."

At fifteen, he reached the Xiantian Qi Condensation Stage, accumulating enough spiritual energy to open the Du Meridian. Three more years later, he opened the Ren Meridian. The Ren Meridian governs blood, while the Du Meridian governs Qi. With both meridians open, he entered the first level of Qi training. Qiuqiu, while still studying family management, is now in his third year of graduate school.

Qiuqiu possessed a rare Chaos Spiritual Root, but because of the scarcity of spiritual energy, it took her twelve years to accomplish something that should have taken twelve months. This left the otherwise laid-back, peaceful Qiuqiu feeling somewhat resigned. So, she enrolled in the Department of Ecology in the College of Life Sciences, pursuing graduate studies in biological resource utilization. Qiuqiu's goal was to understand why spiritual energy was declining, how to maintain ecological balance, and how to prevent and improve the ecological environment.

Now eighteen years old, Qiuqiu's beauty is undeniably beautiful. The more you look at her, the more beautiful she becomes, and the more comfortable you feel. Her long, thick, black hair falls to her waist, her bangs parted in the middle and twisted outward, split into two strands that converge at the back of her head and are secured with a blue rubber band. After a process of guiding Qi into her body to cleanse her tendons and marrow, her skin is porcelain-white, her cheeks rosy with a natural blush. Her face is small, with a slightly rounded chin, and beneath her nose lies a pouty mouth that's 80% like her grandmother's. Her eyes are exactly like her mother's, but with a less radiant glow and a more resolute look. Her simple, slightly thick, straight eyebrows give her a touch of heroism. Her ears are perfectly shaped, with two blue earrings playfully dangling from her pink lobes, giving her the playful energy of youth.

At the end of 2020, the Xu family had been established here for 22 years. According to the genealogy, all the Xu family members, including 379 direct descendants and 401 collateral descendants, totaling people, all gathered in front of the ancestral hall on the back of Meishan Mountain, wearing white sacrificial skirts, to offer sacrifices to heaven, worship the Three Pure Ones, open the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, and perform the ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows.

After the ceremony, Xu Qing handed the stone-colored ring, symbolizing the family patriarch, to Xu Qiuqiu in public, saying, "Perform your duties diligently, comprehend your true nature, guard against arrogance and impatience, and never forget your original aspiration." Qiuqiu knelt and took it with both hands. Xu Qing then whispered, "Have more children, plant more trees," and Qiuqiu blushed and replied, "Yes."

Four hundred clansmen, along with nearly a thousand of their families, held a banquet to bond, discuss their mindsets, and exchange different martial arts skills. Qiuqiu didn't need to entertain them, he just had to drink a glass of wine at the banquet. After that, he glared at Xu Qing and was then tested by the elders on his homework and family management planning.

Grandpa Xu Ye also gave some advice, and after two glasses of wine, he sighed: "Qiuqiu has grown up in the blink of an eye. After this sacrificial ceremony, your grandfathers and I will explore a secret place and will not be back in a short time. If there is any emergency, please find the elder guarding the pavilion."

When Qiuqiu heard his grandfather say this, he knew that this was a plan that his grandfather had made long ago, and that he would go on an expedition once he took over as the clan leader. He replied seriously, "Then Grandpa and the great-grandfathers, great-grandmothers, and great-aunts, please be careful."

The gentle elder of the Seventh Clan said with a smile, "I still have time to teach the next generation, so I won't delay." A burst of good-natured laughter could be heard from all around. It was the elders of the Seventh Clan who had taught Qiuqiu and Xu Qing how to learn.

Qiuqiu...can we still have a good chat? In today's society, who would force an eighteen-year-old to have a baby?

The next morning, there was a knock on the door and Xu Qing came to visit.

"Big darling, open the door,"

"Hmph!" Qiuqiu's arrogant face.

"Dad is sorry to you. Don't be angry. I shouldn't have urged you to have a baby in front of so many people."

Qiuqiu stared at his dad with his round eyes, looking very fierce.

Xu Qing opened the dark golden metal square box that was the size of a child's palm, and inside lay an exquisite silver ring.

"This is an apology gift," he begged for forgiveness.

"Yesterday it was a ring, today it was a ring, nothing new."

If he ignored the twinkling light in her eyes, he would have believed it.

"I bought this at a big auction last year when I was filming in Country J. It used up all my liquid funds."

"That's all..." The black man had a question mark face and an expression that said, "You're such a luxury spendthrift!" He said, "You have so much pocket money, you can give it all to me."

Xu Qing explained: "I was attending an auction at the time and my ancestral stone ring got hot twice while I was wearing it, so I spent all my family's money to buy it."

Qiuqiu also took it more seriously: "Do you know the cause of the fever?"

"No, I have been studying it for half a year. Your grandfather and several elders of the clan have been studying it for half a year, but there has been no progress."

"Then what use is there for me? I'll just wear it as a decoration."

"My dear, our ancestral ring is a special storage ring. Please pledge your respect by dropping blood on it." Xu Qing immediately changed the subject when he saw that the situation was not good.

Qiuqiu squeezed a drop of blood onto the ring, wishing it could become a simple pinky ring. After the blood was completely absorbed by the ring, it turned silver-gray, inlaid with a black polygonal obsidian the size of a grain of rice. It was simple and understated, with an interior the size of a football field. Only a few jade boxes of varying sizes were piled in the corner, likely the core of the family's secret manual.

Xu Qing was devastated and thought to himself, "Mmm!" He had worn it for nearly twenty years before realizing that it could transform at will and contained an obsidian.

Qiuqiu knew how upset his father was just by looking at his expression, because this ring that he couldn't take off was so ugly that he didn't even want to complain about it every time he was criticized for matching his outfits for filming.

Qiuqiu forgave her father the moment she saw his face. But her happiness lasted only until noon, when maternity and baby supplies filled the three stone houses. Grandma Zhang Ying, after examining them all, said happily, "Enough to give birth to ten little ones, all growing to six years old." The elders of the tribe came to visit, casually picking up small pieces of clothing—exquisite Hanfu costumes suitable for girls between twelve and fifteen. Qiuqiu didn't even want to look.

Grandpa was praising the younger generation for their ability to do things. In order to end the topic as soon as possible, Qiuqiu secretly put all the maternity and baby products into the storage ring...