Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Jun Luochuan was well aware of the preciousness and uniqueness of the mysterious ancient book's cultivation technique, and he also knew that if others found out, it would bring endless trouble. Therefore, he decided to keep it a secret from everyone and cultivate it in secret.

Every night, when everyone in the sect was fast asleep, Jun Luochuan would quietly rise and find a secluded spot. It was a deep cave in the back mountain, rarely visited by anyone, making it an excellent place for cultivation.

Inside the cave, moonlight streamed through the narrow opening, casting dappled shadows. Jun Luochuan sat cross-legged, holding his breath and focusing his mind, slowly guiding the spiritual energy within his body according to the incantations of the ancient texts.

At first, progress was not smooth. The ancient cultivation method was extremely complex, quite different from what he had learned before. Each attempt felt like groping in the dark; the slightest mistake would cause his spiritual energy to surge wildly through his meridians, bringing waves of excruciating pain.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe I can't conquer you!" Jun Luochuan gritted his teeth, his pride preventing him from giving up easily.

He adjusted his breathing again and again, re-organizing the flow of his spiritual energy. Sweat slid down his forehead, soaking his clothes, but his gaze grew ever more determined.

After countless failures and attempts, Jun Luochuan finally grasped some of the tricks. Spiritual energy began to circulate orderly within his body according to the requirements of the ancient cultivation method, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort spread throughout his body.

However, this is just the beginning.

Just as Jun Luochuan was immersed in cultivation, he suddenly heard a light footstep outside the cave.

"Who?" His heart tightened, and he quickly concealed his presence, hiding behind a boulder.

At the cave entrance, a figure peeked furtively out. It was Zhao Peng, the jealous disciple. He had always been jealous of Jun Luochuan and was constantly watching his every move, trying to find something to use against him.

"Strange, I clearly saw him coming this way, but I can't see him anywhere," Zhao Peng muttered to himself.

Jun Luochuan held his breath and remained motionless. Zhao Peng lingered outside the cave for a while, but finding nothing unusual, he left cursing under his breath.

"That was close!" Jun Luochuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued his cultivation.

As his cultivation deepened, Jun Luochuan discovered that this ancient manual not only enhanced his spiritual power but also tempered his mental state. However, the process was not without its challenges.

Once, when Jun Luochuan was cultivating to a critical moment, his spiritual energy suddenly went out of control, rampaging through his meridians like a wild horse.

"Oh no!" he thought in alarm, the pain almost causing him to faint.

Just when he felt he was about to give up, Su Yao's sunny smile suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I can't just give up like this!" With his strong will, Jun Luochuan forcefully suppressed the rampaging spiritual power.

After this crisis, Jun Luochuan became even more cautious.

Meanwhile, Zhao Peng was not satisfied with not finding any fault with Jun Luochuan. He began to spread rumors in the sect, saying that Jun Luochuan had obtained a mysterious treasure and that his strength had increased greatly because he had taken evil paths.

This news quickly caused a huge uproar within the sect.

That hypocritical senior brother jumped out again, feigning concern as he said to Jun Luochuan, "Junior brother, I'm only doing this for your own good. If you've really obtained something you shouldn't have, you should hand it over as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble."

Jun Luochuan sneered: "Senior brother, don't make things up without evidence."

The senior brother's face stiffened: "Hmph, don't be ungrateful."

Jun Luochuan ignored him and turned to leave.

Su Yao also heard these rumors. She found Jun Luochuan and asked with a worried look, "Jun Luochuan, is what they're saying true?"

Jun Luochuan tapped her on the head: "Don't listen to their nonsense, I've just been cultivating more diligently lately."

Su Yao was skeptical: "Really? Then you can't hide it from me."

Jun Luochuan looked at her adorable expression and his heart softened: "Don't worry, it won't happen."

To avoid being discovered, Jun Luochuan changed the time and place of his cultivation. He began to cultivate in the early morning, before everyone else had gotten up, hiding in an abandoned pavilion of the sect.

On this day, he was at a crucial point in his cultivation when he suddenly heard an argument coming from downstairs.

"I've got my eye on this place, get out of here!" a scheming senior sister said arrogantly.

"Senior sister, I was here first," a disciple replied, feeling wronged.

Jun Luochuan inwardly cried out in alarm; if they discovered he was here, things would be in trouble.

He quickly concealed his presence and hid in a corner.

The scheming senior sister wouldn't let it go and insisted on driving that disciple away. Just then, Su Yao appeared.

"Stop arguing, you're all from the same sect, you should be considerate of each other," Su Yao said.

The scheming senior sister rolled her eyes at her: "What's it to you?"

Su Yao wasn't angry. She smiled and said, "Senior sister, you're so fierce, you might never get married."

The green-tea senior sister was so angry that she couldn't speak, and turned away.

Jun Luochuan breathed a sigh of relief upstairs, feeling deeply grateful to Su Yao.

As the days passed, Jun Luochuan's strength steadily increased as he secretly cultivated the ancient techniques. However, he also became increasingly cautious, fearing that his secret would be discovered.

However, paper cannot cover the fire after all.

One day, after finishing his cultivation, Jun Luochuan accidentally left a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation in the abandoned building.

A yandere-type disciple noticed this fluctuation and followed the clues to find Jun Luochuan.

"Haha, I've finally discovered your secret." The yandere disciple laughed smugly.

Jun Luochuan's eyes turned cold: "What do you want?"

The yandere disciple threatened, "Hand over the ancient manuals and techniques, or I'll tell everyone."

Jun Luochuan snorted coldly: "You think I'm afraid of you?"

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle. The yandere disciple's moves were bizarre and insidious, but Jun Luochuan gradually gained the upper hand thanks to the powerful strength he had gained from cultivating ancient techniques.

Just as Jun Luochuan was about to defeat the yandere disciple, a dark figure suddenly flashed by and rescued the yandere disciple.

Jun Luochuan felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that his secret might have attracted the attention of an even more powerful enemy.

But he was not afraid; on the contrary, he became even more determined to improve his strength.