Ball Ball Cultivation

Qiuqiu is a graduate student in ecology at the School of Life Sciences at Shu University, focusing on bioresource utilization. Now in her third year of graduate school, she needs to write and defend her thesis. This time, she's traveling to Shennongjia with her professor, Tu Tu, a leading microbiologist and advisor, to collect samples and search for non-toxic fungi that can rapidly degrade substances. Qiuqiu has already created a microbial energy purification system, requiring only final experimental data for further refinement. It's already been stored in her storage ring.

Before leaving, Qiuqiu placed all the family jade slips on the top floor of the family library. As the patriarch with the highest authority, he copied and printed out the database of various cultivation techniques and placed them in his storage ring. He also took all the spiritual seeds that were slowly losing their activity due to the thin spiritual energy, and asked his grandmother for various surviving spiritual seeds and plant varieties. He prepared three months of food and set off for Shennongjia.

They were transported to the pathless mountains by special vehicle. After four days of trekking, they found a spot with exceptionally lush vegetation and began to set up camp. A group of more than a dozen people spent several days collecting samples, splitting into five groups for independent work during the day and setting up camp with portable tents at night. Half a month later, Qiuqiu used the Eight Steps of Freedom to travel several miles northwest, putting some distance between them and the group. He saw Professor Tu falling off a cliff. Qiuqiu quickly grabbed the professor and dragged him out, pulling him out for more than ten meters before asking with concern:

"Professor, how are you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll call a doctor right away."

"Qiuqiu, I'm fine. You came in time. I just got a few scratches. Go and pick up the gray moss I collected. I almost lost my life because of that just now."

Qiuqiu said as he walked,

"You have no safety measures at all, yet you are going to a place prone to landslides. You have taught us professional knowledge on safety collection in vain."

The old man in his seventies looked embarrassed and said: "I was just excited to see the prey and couldn't control myself!"

I can only say that scientific research dogs can't afford to be hurt.

Qiuqiu quickly picked up a palm-sized piece of moss and handed it to Professor Tu, whose abrasion was bleeding but he didn't feel any pain at all. The medical staff who were called for emergency also arrived in time and took Professor Tu back to the tent.

Qiuqiu felt that the power here was disordered, so he kept an eye on it for future observation.

At night, when everyone was asleep, Qiuqiu went back there alone. He took the Xiaoyao Eight Steps and reached the cliff in a quarter of an hour. He carefully observed the soil in the mountain stream, trying to sense the chaotic energy. He carefully collected any unusual small pieces of soil and vegetation with tweezers into a collection bag and placed it in his storage ring.

The moment he looked up, the searchlight above his head shone on the seven-colored flowers in full bloom on the opposite cliff. He was distracted for a moment and slid more than three meters to the bottom of the cliff. He reacted quickly and grabbed a piece of dead wood. His other hand unconsciously grabbed the seven-colored flowers. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge suction force came from under the cliff. Qiuqiu felt pain all over his body, especially his head, which seemed to be exploding. Finally, he fainted.

I woke up in the dim cave, my body limp but painless. I slowly adjusted to the light and observed carefully. The cave must have been formed naturally, then artificially carved.

It's 20 to 30 meters wide from east to west and over 50 meters long from north to south. One side is smooth, likely due to human intervention, though the traces aren't obvious. The other side is uneven, giving it a distinctly natural feel. Looking east, you can vaguely see a curved entrance and hear the sound of dripping water. The southeast side should be the cave entrance, about a meter square, but it's sealed from the outside by a large stone slab.

Besides the two-meter-square stone bed where he lay, there was an irregular stone table nearby. Lying flat on it were the same small yellow flowers as on the bed, though the ones on the bed were still fresh, as if freshly picked, while the ones on the table had withered. There were also two square stone benches. The cave's height varied, all over five meters, with the occasional downward-pointing stone cone no less than three meters high. On the west side, a drooping stone cone had been cut open, its cut smooth as if with a single cut. A closer look revealed the exact same pattern as the stone table. It seemed the cone had been cut, inverted, and then inserted into the ground, serving as a stone table. The two stone benches were likely created in the same way.

After Qiuqiu slowly sat up, he found that he was naked, with a white bloody skirt underneath, brown deerskin hard-soled short boots on his feet, and a one-foot-long dagger in a deerskin scabbard at his side. The scabbard and boots were made of ordinary materials and the sewing technique was also rough.

Her long hair fell down to her chest, more than half shorter than before. She put on her clothes, picked up the white ribbon on the stone bed and tied up all her hair. She found her storage ring and walked down the stone bed. Following the sound of water, she walked east through the three-meter-wide and five-meter-thick stone cave, where her vision became wider.

The oval-shaped cave spans over 500 square meters, with a circular lake at its base. The water is clear, blue, and the gurgling sound of water is the result of dripping rock cones hanging from the cave's surface. Nearly a hundred rock cones of varying sizes and heights, combined with the tinkling sound of water and the mist rising from the surface, create a picture-perfect scene.

The place where Qiuqiu was standing was more than one meter above the water surface. It was a crescent-shaped stone surface along the edge of the pool, about forty or fifty square meters in size. Circles of it floated down layer by layer all the way to the water's edge. It was obvious that the different water levels and the long-term impact had left water marks on the rocks.

Not far from the pool, to the south, is the cave entrance. It's wide enough for two grown men to enter and exit simultaneously, and it's over three meters high. Although it's sealed from the outside by large rocks, multiple beams of sunlight still filter in, reflecting off the water, making the cave bright. Near the entrance is a stone table, upon which rests a stove, iron pots, clay pots, and other household items.

Coming to the water's edge, he scooped up a handful of water, which was very warm. Only then did Qiuqiu see his own reflection in the water. He was even more beautiful than before, yet even younger. He carefully sensed that all the spiritual power he had cultivated had disappeared, leaving only fear.

Qiuqiu returned the same way and looked everywhere but didn't find anyone. He called out, "Is anyone there?"

The only response was an echo. Just as I was getting anxious, a seven-colored flower suddenly flew out from nowhere. It was identical to the one I'd seen before falling off the cliff, about the size of an adult's palm. Its seven petals were a stark contrast to the legendary ones: red, brown, dark yellow, green, blue, black, and white. The center disc was a dull gray, a faint sense of familiarity that made Qiuqiu even more wary. Holding the dagger, I looked at the seven-colored flower. It also flew to a stop a meter in front of me. After a moment's stalemate, I thought: The legendary seven-colored flower is so ugly. Is this its habitat or a secret realm? How can I communicate? Can it understand me?

I heard a roar in my ears: "How I look like is not decided by you! I finally woke you up, and you actually said I'm ugly!!!"

Qiuqiu was confused, thinking: How do you know what I'm thinking? Besides, I just glanced at you when I fell off the cliff. Isn't this what you look like?!

The Seven-Colored Flower roared: "I am not that flower! I am a spirit!"

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The Seven-Colored Flower became angry and said: "I am the spirit generated from the obsidian on your storage ring!"

Qiuqiu glanced at his finger from the corner of his eye. Sure enough, only the silver-gray ring remained, the obsidian inlaid in the middle gone. His mind confirmed a close connection with the seven-colored flower before him, a much clearer feeling than before. Only then did Qiuqiu gradually let down his guard.

"Seven-colored Flower, what's your name? I don't really like the look of that flower, so I think your appearance may have little to do with me."

"By the way, where is this? I checked my phone and there's no signal at all. We need to get back quickly. It's already daybreak. If my teachers and classmates find out I'm not here and can't contact me, I'll be very worried."

The seven-colored flower lowered its head: "I don't have a name yet. We are no longer on Earth. The intelligent scanning range is five kilometers in radius. It should be a living standard similar to that of China during the Tang and Song dynasties. The advantage is that this is an interface with better spiritual energy than the Earth. I look like this because when I generated a spirit body, your consciousness stayed on the seven-colored flower you saw before you fell into a coma, so I became like this, but it doesn't matter. I can change my appearance when I advance next time." After saying this, he comforted himself.

Qiuqiu's face was expressionless, but a closer look revealed that his dark pupils were constricted and the corners of his mouth were tightly drawn down. His heart was already in turmoil. After a few moments of silence, Qiuqiu suddenly asked with eyes full of anticipation:

"Huahua, since you can bring me here, can you also take me there?"

"Theoretically, it is possible, but in reality, the hope is very slim and it is a very small probability event."

Qiuqiu looked at it with a look of begging for explanation, his eyes filled with confusion.