Infiltrating the world of cultivation

"The sword moves with the heart; it seems you have gone quite far on the path of the sword."

Nangong Qingyu floated down from the pavilion. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have paid so much attention to someone who had just reached the first stage of Qi Refining, but Wang Chao's focused expression was imprinted in her mind.

Wang Chao remained silent; his thoughts were elsewhere.

I thought that transmigrating to the world of cultivation would be a very happy thing. I would no longer have to endure my mother's nagging, no longer have to undergo arduous training, and no longer have to bear the pressure of society.

But now, Wang Chao feels that he was too young back then. Everyone understands the big principles, but why do we only realize them after we lose them?

The buttoning was wrong from the very first one, but why did it take until the very last one to realize it?

Since I've come this far, I don't want to leave too many regrets. I want to forge ahead and keep breaking through.

A surge of pride rose from Wang Chao, that arrogant, domineering air that once again emanated from him.

"Did I successfully refine the Spirit Nourishing Pill?"

Wang Chao hadn't heard Nangong Qingyu's question clearly, so he had to change the subject.

"what?"

Nangong Qingyu sensed the changes in Wang Chao and was somewhat lost in thought. How could a mere Qi Refining Stage 1 novice have repeatedly disturbed her mind?

"You didn't ruin the pill, did you?"

Wang Chao's eyes widened. If he ruined this training, he would truly be devastated.

"No, this batch of pills was quite successful. There are 128 pills in total. How about it? Was it a good deal?"

Nangong Qingyu took out a small porcelain bottle and ran towards Wang Chao.

Wang Chao quickly caught it. The porcelain bottle was quite exquisite, with a small rabbit pattern engraved on it.

Although it looks exquisite, the Dynasty doesn't look like it could hold 128 Spirit-Nourishing Pills at all.

Upon opening the porcelain bottle, it was discovered that it contained a hidden world; the bottle was actually a spatial magic treasure.

"This……"

Wang Chao wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of this spatial magic treasure, since it was very likely that this jade bottle was more valuable than the Spirit-Nourishing Pill inside.

"This bunny bottle is very precious, you mustn't break it."

Nangong Qingyu blushed and flew up to the pavilion, leaving Wang Chao somewhat bewildered.

"Your one thousand spirit stones!"

Wang Chao shouted, "I've received the goods, but I haven't paid yet!"

"It's a gift to you."

Nangong Qingyu's voice came from inside the attic.

Wang Chao was slightly taken aback at first, and then he leaped up to the pavilion.

"I, from the Dynasty, will accept this rabbit-shaped bottle, but you must give me the spirit stones. When you're out and about, you must stick to your principles. If we meet again in the future, I will repay you handsomely."

Wang Chao placed a thousand spirit stones at Nangong Qingyu's door. Since he didn't have a Qiankun bag, he could only pile them up into a small mountain of spirit stones.

After returning to his residence, Wang Chao did not rush to cultivate. Instead, he thought that he might not have the chance to see Nangong Qingyu again. He couldn't just keep that rabbit bottle for nothing.

Wang Chao pondered what he should give her. He couldn't very well give her a pistol and then teach her how to shoot it, could he?

After a moment, Wang Chao's expression turned strange, his face shifting between light and shadow, as if he was hesitating about something, his expression changing with uncertainty.

Immediately, as if making a major decision, Wang Chao took out a piece of silk from the nine-story ancient pagoda and began to sketch Nangong Qingyu's appearance in his mind.

Under the moonlight, Wang Chao threaded a needle, and at that moment, he finally understood what learning embroidery was for.

It's not meant to promote Chinese culture, but rather to win a smile from a beautiful woman.

The next day, Wang Chao did not leave his residence all day. He took the Spirit Nourishing Pill and focused on cultivation.

His talent is average, even exceptionally poor, and he has to work against the clock to catch up with those geniuses.

Nangong Qingyu's spiritual sense swept across the courtyard several times, but unfortunately, the person practicing swordsmanship never came out again.

I am exceptionally talented, while he is just a nobody at the first stage of Qi Refining. How could it be possible?

Nangong Qingyu gave a self-deprecating laugh. She didn't know why she was attracted to this menial job at the spirit mine. If she told others, she would probably be ridiculed by her fellow disciples.

But no one had ever made her heart flutter. Perhaps it was fate that brought her this calamity. Nangong Qingyu shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

As night fell, Wang Chao glanced at the sky; the moonlit night was gloomy and late, it was time to set off.

Before coming, Wang Chao had made an agreement with Zuo Qiuzhen that tonight would be the time for him to leave. After everything was packed up, Wang Chao tiptoed into the room and pushed open the door, trying not to make a sound.

call out!

Wang Chao leaped up and landed in front of Nangong Qingyu's house, carefully placing a brocade box in front of her door.

This brocade box is quite heavy and airtight, so it cannot be worn during the night's breeze and moonlight.

Inside this brocade box are the exchange gifts prepared by the dynasty. They gave us a rabbit-shaped bottle, and the dynasty had nothing to give in return but some local specialties from China.

Although Wang Chao is somewhat cynical, he is a typical straight man who is clueless when it comes to matters of the heart. He is good at most things, but when it comes to relationships, he is at a loss.

He knew that Nangong Qingyu might be interesting, but after thinking about it for a long time, he also realized that it was impossible.

Putting aside the fact that Nangong Qingyu is exceptionally talented and has countless admirers, while he himself is merely a person with five elemental roots, struggling to survive in the Nanshan Spirit Mine, there is a huge gap in their social status.

The mere fact that the dynasty is a demon from beyond the realm could lead to some unpleasant things happening; the dynasty is not suited for emotions.

Wang Chao silently stood up, turned around and wanted to leave. He had to be extremely careful from now on, as many people had witnessed the scene of him auctioning off the Spirit Gathering Pill.

There were quite a few people secretly coveting it, and that Han Dianli was even more determined to destroy us, so the dynasty had no choice but to be cautious.

But the moment Wang Chao turned around, his eyes widened as if frozen in time. Nangong Qingyu had appeared behind him at some unknown time, standing there quietly.

Nangong Qingyu wore a blue Taoist robe, which should be the attire of a disciple of the Qinghui Sword Sect, giving her a heroic and dashing appearance.

But in the dead of night, in complete darkness, a figure suddenly appeared, startling even the powerful resilience of the dynasty.

“Fellow Daoist Nangong Qingyu, you…”

Wang Chao was startled and somewhat at a loss. He had only intended to secretly deliver a gift, but he hadn't expected to be caught red-handed.

"what is this?"

Nangong Qingyu smiled lightly, her lips red and teeth white, her eyes sparkling. Wang Chao was momentarily captivated.

"This—this is a local specialty from our hometown."

Wang Chao didn't know what was wrong with him either, and his words were somewhat hesitant.

"Okay, I'll take it. Is there anything else?"

Nangong Qingyu whispered softly, her eyes fixed on the dynasty, as if expecting something.

"I am very grateful for your Spirit Nourishing Pill. It has been very helpful to my cultivation. I am leaving tonight and would like to say goodbye."

The path to immortality is long, but we may meet again someday.

Wang Chao didn't know what to say. For a moment, his mind went blank, and he couldn't utter a single word of his usual sweet talk.

"Your journey must have been very dangerous, right? I can give you a ride."

Nangong Qingyu, who was walking behind, clearly saw the scene of the ceremony being blocked at the door that day.

"No need! Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate. You can only protect me for a time, not forever. If you protect me on my way back today, how will you face me again in the future?"

Wang Chao resolutely refused. This wasn't about saving face; it was about facing difficulties head-on, a matter of principle. Besides, they might not encounter any dangers along the way.

In the end, the dynasty embarked on its return journey.

Watching the Wang Chao disappear into the distance, Nangong Qingyu smiled gently. "Do you want to see him again? What a fool."