Traveling through the Immortal Cultivation World: I Use Solar Energy to Cultivate

Wang Bin was originally immersed in the wonderful world of weapon refining, his thoughts jumping like lively flames in the furnace of knowledge.

However, at this critical moment, the sound of crisp footsteps and the faint fragrance of women quietly broke into his perception like ghosts. Suddenly, alarm bells rang in his heart, as if a huge rock was suddenly thrown into the calm lake.

And slow!

Now is the golden period for him to study the art of refining weapons. This art of refining weapons is profound and extensive, like a towering mysterious treasure house. Every detail may hide the key to a higher realm.

Now is the critical moment for him to make spiritual liquid. He just needs to wait until he has learned the basic refining techniques and then try to make a compressor. This time is very critical.

Looking back to my high school days, during those green and ignorant years, the sweetness of love was like a poppy, beautiful but poisonous.

He was caught in the vortex of premature love, which led to his failure in the college entrance examination.

The originally bright road to university, which was the royal avenue leading to the palace of knowledge, gradually became blurred in the fog of premature love, and he eventually missed it.

It was an eternal pain in his heart, a deep scar that constantly reminded him of the price of distraction.

Now, at this crucial moment in his cultivation, fate seems to have once again put this test before him. Is he going to make the same mistake again, be distracted by a woman again, and let the tragedy of the past repeat itself on the road to cultivation?

Just as Wang Bin was making a difficult decision in his mind like a surging wave, he looked up inadvertently and saw one of the weak women looking at him pitifully.

The woman's eyes were like the crystal clear water of a lake, yet they contained endless sorrow, as if thousands of words were flowing in them.

That gaze was like an invisible hand, gently plucking Wang Bin's heartstrings, causing his originally firm heart to waver in an instant.

Wang Bin thought to himself, forget it, let’s wait and see how the situation develops.

Moreover, he was now a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the spiritual energy in his body was surging like a surging river.

With his current level of cultivation, even having sex with four women at night would be a piece of cake for him when it comes to matters between men and women.

Bah, bah, bah, what was I thinking? How could a cultivator of immortality be so depraved?

Can you have a successful career and love?

As long as it is handled properly, it is possible to enjoy the beauty of the world while pursuing the great way.

Bah, bah, bah, let’s see the situation first and not be carried away by this momentary impulse.

Huang Youcai bowed respectfully towards Wang Bin, his movements smooth and flowing, showing his humility.

"My Lord City Lord, I have brought you the maids you requested, these four.

These women were carefully selected by me, and they all have spiritual roots.

There are also ten mortal maids. I think they are far inferior to these maids with spiritual roots, so I haven't brought them in yet to avoid disturbing the adults."

Wang Bin was shocked and his eyes swept over the four women like lightning.

I saw that they were all beautiful, with skin like snow, bright eyes and white teeth, and their temperament was extraordinary. Some were as gentle as the spring breeze, some were as cool as winter plums, some were as delicate as blooming peonies, and some were as smart as deer in the woods.

Such beauty caused ripples in Wang Bin's heart.

However, he became alert again in an instant. Wait! Could this seemingly beautiful thing be an elaborate conspiracy?

Who would plot against him when he was just a foundation-building cultivator banished to a corner?

Could it be that they have discovered my secret?

Secret? What secrets do you have?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Was it a flaw that he accidentally revealed, or was someone spying on him in secret?

Thinking of this, he looked at Huang Youcai with a sharp and doubtful look like an eagle, trying to find a clue from his expression.

"Ahem, sir, they all have five spiritual roots."

Huang Youcai coughed twice, breaking the brief silence, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Wang Bin suddenly realized. Although he felt a little disappointed, he soon felt relieved.

After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, the quality of spiritual roots determines a person's potential for cultivation. The five spiritual roots are indeed much inferior to the top-grade spiritual roots such as heavenly spiritual roots and earthly spiritual roots, just like the difference between ordinary stones and dazzling gems.

But on second thought, he became happy again.

After all, the five spiritual roots are also spiritual roots. As long as you can cultivate them, you are an immortal cultivator and a lucky person blessed by God.

Plus, they are all beauties, aren’t they fairies?

Their beauty is like bright stars, embellishing this boring life of cultivating immortals.

Hehe, this is really a big profit.

To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost. Even if I cannot break through to the Golden Core Stage in this lifetime and can only live another eighty years in this world, so what?

He wanted to make these eighty years of his life as poetic and picturesque as a magnificent piece of music, with every note filled with happiness and satisfaction. Only in this way would his life in this world be worthwhile and his hard-earned journey of cultivating immortals be worthy.

He turned his gaze to the first woman in palace dress on the left. She was wearing gorgeous palace dress with fluttering sleeves, like a fairy walking out of an ancient scroll.

The exquisite embroidery danced on the fabric like a living thing, highlighting her extraordinary status.

Wang Bin said, "Please introduce yourself first and tell me what you want."

Qin Wenjun took a small step forward, and her light steps were like a dancing butterfly.

She imitated Huang Youcai and bowed gracefully, her voice clear and melodious, like a mountain spring flowing:

“My daughter, Qin Wenjun, is a princess of the Qin State, eight hundred miles away. Although our Qin State is only a mortal country, it also has a long history and splendid culture.

My daughter is now 25 years old, which is considered marriageable in the eyes of the world. However, my daughter is devoted to Taoism and remains a virgin.

I have five spiritual roots and I am practicing the Thick Earth Technique. I am currently in the first level of the Qi Refining Stage.

My wish is to pursue the Great Dao, and I long to one day cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage. I need a cultivation environment rich in spiritual energy."

Before Wang Bin turned his gaze to Huang Youcai, Huang Youcai's voice transmission reached his ears. The voice transmission was like a thin thread, ringing directly in his mind:

"Sir, I have asked all these questions beforehand, and everything Qin Wenjun said is true.

Moreover, I have arranged for a reliable person to go to Qin State to investigate in person to ensure that everything is foolproof.

Besides, she is only at the first level of Qi Refining. In this world of immortal cultivation, she is as insignificant as an ant and cannot cause any trouble. Your Excellency does not need to worry."

After hearing Huang Youcai's answer, Wang Bin agreed with his opinion, so he turned around and continued to say to Qin Wenjun:

"Since you are a princess of the Qin Kingdom, even though it is a mortal kingdom, your country should also have a first-level spiritual vein, right?"

Qin Wenjun lowered her head, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth. A trace of helplessness and resentment flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said:

“I only have five spiritual roots, which is not welcome in the world of immortal cultivation. And I am a girl, so I am looked down upon even more.

The spiritual vein in our country is only of medium quality of the first grade, like a piece of cake that is neither too big nor too small, which is only enough for four to five Qi-refining monks to practice, and there is no share for me at all.

Those royal children and nobles with spiritual roots were fighting for the limited resources like hungry wolves, and I could only look on sadly.

I originally wanted to participate in the sect's test; it was my last hope. I longed to find my own opportunity within the sect, but the minimum registration requirement was four spiritual roots. This was like a ruthless threshold, ruthlessly blocking me out.

Wang Bin tapped the armrests of the chair with his fingers, and the rhythm seemed to be the rhythm of his thoughts.

His eyes were as deep as the abyss. After pondering for a moment, he said directly: "Although I am in the world of immortal cultivation, I have always been fair and decisive. I don't like to drag things out.

Now I give you two choices. The first choice is to be my maid and live in the city lord's mansion.

The annual salary is twenty low-grade spirit stones. Although this amount of spirit stones is not much, it is also a fortune for you.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the entire City Lord's Mansion is comparable to that of a first-level spiritual vein. It is like a natural treasure house for cultivation. After you finish your daily duties, you can swim freely in this ocean of spiritual energy and enjoy the fun of cultivation.

The second option is to be my Taoist partner, which means that you will spend the years of cultivating immortality with me.

An annual salary of one hundred low-grade spirit stones is enough for you to live a rich life.

There are ten days every year when you can practice in the foundation-building training room. It is definitely an excellent place for you to practice now. One day of practice there is equivalent to ten days of practice in the outside world.

Of course, there are other benefits as well. If you can give birth to a child for me, I will treat you as a treasure, train you with all my strength, and do my best to ensure that you reach the foundation-building stage.

At least I will provide you with a Foundation Establishment Pill, which is a priceless treasure. It will give you a chance to reach the Foundation Establishment stage and embark on a new journey of cultivating immortals."

When Qin Wenjun heard such an attractive choice, her heart suddenly began to struggle fiercely like a surging sea.

She raised her head and glanced at Wang Bin who was sitting above her. She saw that he had an ordinary appearance, not that kind of stunning handsomeness. He looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, and the years had left faint traces on his face.

And she heard that he was already 120 years old, which was older than her grandfather. In her mind, this was an age gap that was difficult to cross.

She knew very well that a perfect body was beneficial to cultivation before the Golden Core Stage, and could make the path of cultivation smoother.

Although the temptation of the Foundation Establishment Pill was great and her annual salary increased by eighty spirit stones, which was a huge fortune, she was a princess of a country after all. The education and dignity she received since childhood made it impossible for her to lose face.

Moreover, she believed that in such a rich spiritual environment, with her own perseverance, just like a tough vine climbing a cliff, she would definitely be able to quickly cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining.

At that point, she would resign from her position as a maid and venture into the neighboring Monster Mountain Range.

Although the Monster Mountain Range was full of dangers, it also contained countless opportunities and resources. She could accumulate resources there to build her foundation. These were all things she had planned long ago and were clearly imprinted in her mind.

She mustered up her courage and said nervously, "Sir, I choose the first one and be a maid."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she had used up all her strength.

Wang Bin paused tapping his fingers on the chair, his heart filled with disappointment.

This is a real princess! When he thought of this identity and her gorgeous palace clothes, he was very excited.

The palace dress was like a symbol of status, carrying countless glory and mystery. How he wished he could possess this glory and mystery for himself.

Forget it, a forced melon is not sweet, he knows this truth very well.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I said I am a fair man.

However, if you regret it, you can come to me anytime, of course, before you turn thirty.

You go stand aside."

Wang Bin tried his best to make his tone sound calmer, but he couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Qin Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a huge weight had finally been lifted off his shoulders.

However, she felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Humph! What do you mean, forget about it after she turns 30? She will still be a fairy after she turns 30!

She secretly clenched her fists, a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes. She wanted to prove that her choice was correct.