Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The moonlight outside the window was thick.

Standing in the hall, Bai Nian hesitated for a moment and then said softly, "I don't want to join the government, but I still wish to visit Yujing Divine Palace."

That place was the pinnacle of the Da Li Dynasty, gathering scholars from all over, possessing true Sub-Saint literature and the legacy of sages.

He was currently somewhat confused and unclear about the path before him and desired to see how his predecessors had walked it.

"If you wish to go, then go," said Chu Zheng, indifferently waving his hand, "but wait for some more days. I have some matters to deal with recently."

His cultivation was about to enter the Immortal Tribulation Secret Realm. Currently, this was not territory of the Immortal Alliance, the Heavenly Dao lacked a representative, and he did not know if an Immortal Tribulation would descend.

When the time came, he needed to find a secluded place to first undergo the Tribulation. After the Tribulation, he did not know what might happen; there would be many uncertain risks.

"This trip will not trouble the Holy Master then," Bai Nian said earnestly. "I want to go by myself this time and think about my future path."

Since his birth, he had stayed in Illusory Spirit City and later followed Chu Zheng, either in Taixuan Holy Land or within a Small World, never having truly measured the world on his own.

Although this was not Cangyun, he still wished to go out on his own and personally travel through the vast Red Dust.

The path must always be walked by oneself. He could not always depend on Chu Zheng, nor did Chu Zheng have reasons to always help him.

Hearing this, Chu Zheng's gaze slightly condensed and, after a moment of silence, he nodded, "Do what you wish."

"Thank you for the care along the way," Bai Nian said as he sighed in relief and bowed in gratitude.

"Since I promised to show you a way out, I naturally will fulfill it. Now that the path is under your feet, how you wish to walk it is your own affair."

Chu Zheng shook his head slightly and reminded, "No matter what happens, try as much as possible not to involve me, and never mention the Immortal Alliance. It will save you a lot of trouble."

He never forced his own opinions to change someone's decision.

Because his opinions were not necessarily correct and the paths others need to take might not necessarily be wrong.

Before an unpredictable future arrives, no one can truly grasp what is right or wrong.

He himself had also walked many detours, though his cultivation had grown, he was not in a position to casually give directions to others.

"Thank you for your reminder, Bai Nian will remember it."

"In ten years, I will wait for you here."

Chu Zheng nodded, "Then tell me the path you truly wish to take."

"Understood."

Bai Nian bowed, turned, and left with steps as light as the wind.

He was already looking forward to the days ahead.

Watching Bai Nian's departing figure, Chu Zheng slowly closed his eyes, his mind already making plans.

He would not stay in one place for too long. Over these ten years, he intended to travel around the Qingyun Realm, gather some resources, and then prepare to leave.

There was so much he needed to do.

At the very least, he needed to find a way to pass Taixuan's news to Geng Yiyang, and then he wanted to meet Nie Longhu, paying a visit to fellow Qi Cultivators, Xiánxian and even Golden Immortals, to aid in his future path's advancement.

Having cultivated for not yet twenty years, he was already about to step into the Immortal Tribulation Secret Realm, a speed beyond the imagination of typical cultivators.

Yet, for all this, Chu Zheng was far from satisfied.

Even if he surpassed the nine levels of Immortal Tribulation and became a True Immortal, in the face of powerhouses like Zhao Tingxian or even Shang Cangyun, he was still like an ant.

If he wanted to visit Song Lingxue in the Martial Hall in an open and proper way, even reaching a cultivation like Shang Cangyun's was far from enough. Chu Zheng could not wait for that step; he had to find another path through the Battlefield of All Heavens.

That place bordered the Martial Hall, offering a chance to make contact.

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The next day.

The morning light penetrated the window lattice, casting patches of mottled gold across the room.

Footsteps sounded outside the door; Chu Zheng slowly ended his cultivation and exhaled a breath of fresh air.

After entering the Returning to Void stage, his Primordial Spirit underwent a subtle transformation, the Yin Yang Divine Infant gradually transforming towards the Primordial Spirit. The Immortal Path and Qi-refining Technique began the real fusion inside his body.

With each passing day, his sensations varied; cold at times and hot at others as the Yin Yang Dual Qi continuously circulated, intertwining strands of Chaotic Primordial Qi, ceaselessly strengthening his Primordial Spirit.

Knock, knock—

The knocking sound came, followed by Xi Ji'an's soft inquiry:

"Daoist Chu, may I visit at this moment?"

Chu Zheng raised his hand to beckon, opened the door, and rose from his bed to greet him: "Mr. Xi, what brings you?"

"Bai Nian left this morning, do you know?"

Bai Nian had left in a hurry, packing all night and then directly heading out with his book box.

"I know."

Chu Zheng definitely knew, even without actively releasing his Divine Sense to probe; every shift in the wind and grass of this small town reached his ears.

"Daoist Chu, I have a favor to ask," Xi Ji'an seemed hesitant, pausing for a moment before taking out a long box from his sleeve and handing it to Chu Zheng: Explore more at empire

"This item, I wish to return it to its original owner."

Inside the box, naturally, was the Spirit Ginseng.

Seeing this, Chu Zheng did not reach out to take it, puzzled, "Mr. Xi, what do you mean? Has Bai Nian done something wrong?"

"No, no," Xi Ji'an waved his hands repeatedly and then clenched his teeth, "I would like to ask you, Daoist Chu, to spare Bai Nian."

"Spare him? Where does this come from?"

Chu Zheng grew more puzzled. What had he done to Bai Nian? He had no recollection of any wrongdoing.

"Bai Nian is a good kid," Xi Ji'an sighed softly and got straight to the point: "This child, with a heart pure and uninvolved in the court, unwilling to join the government, will probably not be able to help you much. I ask you, do not spend too much thought on him."