Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds

Inside the Fusang tree.

A Golden Crow Egg quietly formed within its innate law prohibition. Its shell was like cast Gold, and brilliant divine patterns were engraved on it, seemingly the hardest substance in the world. Xu Xing's Soul tried to approach the Golden Crow Egg. Surprisingly, the awe-inspiring radiance and powerful Magical Prohibition guarding the Golden Crow Egg did not block the approach of Xu Xing's Soul. The Gold eggshell, imprinted with divine patterns, rippled like water, allowing Xu Xing to permeate it easily.

In just a moment, after his Divine Soul briefly felt some discomfort, he completely took control of the life within the Golden Crow Egg.

The Fusang tree was him. The life within the Golden Crow Egg was also him.

I can now practice both the Immortal Path and the Physical Martial Way...

After obtaining a Physical Body, Xu Xing briefly cycled his Cultivation Method, immediately finding the Qi Sensation within and attracting the Innate Essence from the Golden Crow Egg into his body. At the same time, he attracted Spiritual Energy to gather outside the mulberry wood.

It's a pity; my Innate Origin Energy is still weak.

Indeed, such is the nature of the Dao Fruit: the effect becomes the cause. What I obtained is that slightly higher 'essence,' but in terms of quantity, it naturally cannot compare to a true Innate birth...

In just a few days, through the operation of Xu Xing's Immortal Path Cultivation Method, he completely plundered the Innate Essence nurturing him within the Golden Crow Egg. His Cultivation quickly improved, reaching the Late Innate Stage. Just one more step, and he could build the Immortal Base.

One life, two bodies...

This special existence also allows me to practice the Ghost Immortal Cultivation Method and bathe in Lightning Tribulations.

This is the wondrous fortune of heaven and earth, truly marvelous.

Upon reaching the Immortal Base stage, Xu Xing's Divine Soul was also nourished by his progress in the Immortal Path. He consolidated his [Yanshen Body], and his Divine Soul Cultivation instantly reached the Seven Tribulations Ghost Immortal stage. The Seven Tribulations Ghost Immortal, Eight Tribulations Ghost Immortal, and Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal stages all require bathing in Lightning Tribulations to absorb the pure Yang power within. This then allows the purification of the Yang God. One could say that Lightning Tribulations are both a calamity and a blessing for Ghost Immortals.

After reaching the Seven Tribulations Ghost Immortal stage, I can refine Refined Corpses and walk the world.

However, there are many Powerful Persons in the Emperor Jin World. Although I don't know why this place is filled with Mortals and its systems lean towards the mundane...

But this place is a treasure land for me. I'll wait until I at least reach the Approaching Yang Realm before going out...

Xu Xing could withstand loneliness.

***

「Flowers bloom and wither.」

In the blink of an eye, more than fifty years passed.

Although Wang Wenzhen was an official with a prominent status, and people from Shangjiang Village cleaned the Wang Family's Old Mansion every year, as time passed and Wang Wenzhen never returned, his former residence gradually became desolate and dilapidated, turning into a ruin.

「One day」

A Horse carriage stopped at the entrance of Shangjiang Village. An Old man, trembling, descended from it. A strong servant helped him to the front Door of the Wang Family's Old Mansion.

Wang Wenzhen opened the rust-stained bronze lock and entered the old mansion. Gazing at the dilapidated interior and the dust-covered spinning wheel, old tears streamed down his face.

"Qiaoniang..." he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "Back then, I studied and farmed while you wove and supported our family; we were a harmonious couple... It's a pity my luck was poor; I only passed the imperial examination on my fourth attempt. If I had passed and my name had been on the success list during my first three attempts, we would still be a loving husband and wife..."

Fifty years had passed. Even if a grudge still lingered in his heart, it had gradually faded.

He continued muttering to himself, "You asked me why I forgave the villagers but not you... Because their help was a kindness, an obligation I could repay. But we were husband and wife, a single entity... Your calculations deeply wounded our bond. You abandoned me, making me the laughingstock of the village. What man in the world wouldn't harbor resentment for that...?"

At this moment, the strong servant approached, bowed respectfully to Wang Wenzhen, and said, "Old Master, we have learned the location of Madam's grave. I have already ordered the villagers to clear the weeds from the path... Old Master, you may take a sedan chair there..."

As a servant, his ability to become the housekeeper of the Wang Residence in the Capital was due to this perceptiveness.

"I won't go!" Wang Wenzhen shook his head, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said with a cold laugh, "This Old Man severed ties with her back then. Coming to the old house to reminisce is because this Old Man is sentimental, not because I forgive her."

"A foolish, short-sighted village woman. Such a person deserved to live out her days in bitter solitude..."

As his words fell, the Shangjiang Village villagers who had hurried to the Door stared at each other in dismay. They never expected Wang Wenzhen to be so heartless, refusing to even visit the grave.

The housekeeper hesitated to speak. He thought Wang Wenzhen was speaking in anger. All the servants in the Wang Residence in the Capital knew the Old Master was a kind man. He didn't scold or beat them, paid higher wages than other households, and always gave rewards during festivals. He was even more devoted to his Madam in the Capital City. Because she loved pear paste made from Chuannan sweet pears, the Old Master would write to the Chuannan Official every year, asking them to send a basket of top-quality pears.

"This Old Man has already given her Gold and silver, repaying that debt of gratitude..." Wang Wenzhen shook his head, speaking as if to himself. Deep inside, he no longer had any hatred towards Zhou Qiaoniang. But no longer harboring hatred did not mean he forgave Zhou Qiaoniang. Besides, if he went to pay respects to Zhou Qiaoniang, it would inevitably sadden his current wife in the Wang Residence.

Wang Wenzhen instructed, "Clean up the courtyard... This Old Man will stay for one night."

It's rare for a man to live to seventy, as the saying goes. Having reached this age, he knew he didn't have much time left, so he had returned to the old house one last time.

"Yes, Old Master." The housekeeper from the Wang Residence nodded and instructed the accompanying servants to start cleaning the old house.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard and the rubble from the collapsed earthen walls were cleared away. Although most of the old belongings Inside the house were decayed, after tidying up, it was just about habitable.