Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Thunder roared through the sky, as impending rain loomed and the wind filled the air.

Zhang Fan sat at his desk, glancing toward the window, where a mass of dark clouds pressed down, turning the afternoon sky gradually darker, as if night had come early.

”Is it about to rain?” Zhang Fan murmured softly.

Thunderstorms in winter were rare; he took out his phone and dialed Old Yu’s number, but no one answered.

He opened WeChat, sending a message to ask where he was and when he’d be back.

Bai Buran had told him before leaving, during thunderstorms, to keep a close watch on Old Yu.

It was known that in summer, when thunderstorms were frequent, Old Yu often took long vacations, apparently feeling unwell in such weather.

Zhang Fan had some suspicions in his heart.

”Are you driving?” Zhang Fan looked at the chat with Old Yu, but received no reply.

He subconsciously checked the sky again, patiently waiting while casually browsing through his friend circle.

”Hmm!?”

Zhang Fan opened his friend circle, and the first post made his heart skip a beat.

Five minutes ago, Lin Jianyue updated a post, with the caption:

”Ten Beauty Pills! Premium ingredients, traditional crafting! In high demand, inquire for price, no haggling.”

Below was a rabbit emoji with the caption ”Beauties, let’s be beautiful together.”

”Selling elixirs on her friend circle?” Zhang Fan was stunned.

Swoosh…

Just then, Lin Jianyue posted another update, the caption saying:

”Sold out, come earlier next time.”

Beneath was a rabbit emoji with the caption ”Closed for business.”

Ten Beauty Pills were gone in five minutes; no doubt, this business was lucrative, just counting money at home. Yet, Zhang Fan wasn’t in the mood to ponder Lin Jianyue’s business acumen, and immediately shot her a message.

”Selling elixirs on your friend circle? Are you insane? Have you got the qualifications? Aren’t you afraid the Daoist Alliance will come knocking?”

”Keeping such a close eye on me, huh?” Lin Jianyue replied.

”...”

”Don’t worry; it’s not just me selling, there’s a circle…”

Lin Jianyue continued, ”Plus, have you forgotten what I do for a living?”

At this, Zhang Fan recalled that Lin Jianyue was indeed in the medicinal business in reality.

”Keep it low-key, you’re still in Yujing City now.” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but remind her.

Though the storm of Mr. Nian and Yin Hu had passed, the nerves of the Daoist Alliance in Jiangnan Province were still taut.

No way around it, troubles seemed to originate from a certain point, with Yujing City constantly bustling.

This left Lou Hechuan quite vexed, receiving admonitions repeatedly from higher-ups, even facing public criticism recently; one could only imagine his disgrace at the end-of-year Daoist Alliance meeting.

For this, Lou Hechuan was quite upset, unsure which star he offended.

”Interested in buying something?” Lin Jianyue suddenly replied.

”You trying to make a sale to me?” Zhang Fan quickly responded.

He paused briefly, then sent another message: ”Got any elixirs that can strengthen the Primordial Spirit?”

”Quickly retract that!”

Almost instantly, Lin Jianyue replied with a warning rabbit emoji.

Zhang Fan froze, unclear of the implications, but still retracted the previous message.

”What’s wrong?”

”Don’t mention those words casually here; it might be monitored.”

”Primordial Spirit?” Zhang Fan asked.

”Still mentioning it… quickly retract.”

”...”

Zhang Fan had no choice but to retract.

”Why?”

”Just like how buying affection online isn’t straightforward, forbidden words get flagged.” Lin Jianyue gave a vivid analogy.

”...”

”Where did you hear such nonsense?” Zhang Fan was at a loss: ”So, how should I phrase it?”

”Yuanzi!”

”Well, do you have any elixirs that can strengthen Yuanzi?” Zhang Fan corrected himself.

”Turns out you want the Vigorous Essence Pill!” Lin Jianyue replied with a laughing emoji.

”...”

Staring at the screen, Zhang Fan’s expression gradually turned unusual.

”Yuanzi is challenging to refine, you should know. The most effective way is to replenish like with like.” Lin Jianyue replied unabashedly.

”Wuwei Sect!” Zhang Fan’s gaze narrowed into a line.

Red dust, sins refined into Great Pill, six days of demonic charm chills the spine. Utterly losing the Primordial Spirit to my belly, immortal not mortal.

Using the method of creation and destruction to seek non-action and longevity, refining and supplementing all spirits, achieving Pure Yang Wuji, this is the Wuwei Sect.

”Even if replenishing like with like, not everyone can become immortal or divine.” Lin Jianyue replied again.

The path to immortality had thousands of routes, perhaps refining and nourishing the Primordial Spirit was the most violent, direct, and unconventional method.

Despite this, those who peek at the highest realms are one in ten thousand, rare among predecessors.

”That’s crooked and evil.” Zhang Fan quickly replied.

”Poser!”

Lin Jianyue replied with a disdainful rabbit emoji.

”Don’t forget who’s your parent; your mother’s a notorious cannibal. Perhaps as a child, she fed you Yuanzi.”

”I don’t believe you never swallowed Yuanzi.”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan fell silent. Of course, he had swallowed Yuanzi, and its taste was exquisite, indescribable.

He also knew, creation and destruction, the principle of Dao, but indulging in it was like entering demonic paths; a moment of recklessness led to eternal damnation.

For this reason, Zhang Fan used all his will to rein in the rising, difficult to suppress desire.

Desire is divine, yet it is demonic.

”Actually, there’s something akin to Yuanzi, also a top-tier Vigorous Essence Pill.”

Just then, Lin Jianyue’s profile icon jumped, another message popped up.