I Have A Cultivation World

At twelve o’clock in the afternoon, Chen Mobai, looking utterly fatigued, put down his third-grade talisman textbook.

Then his vision blurred, nearly passing out.

He had never realized studying could be such a painful task.

If it weren’t for not wanting to waste the medicinal power of the Soul Awakening Dao Pill, he would never have forced himself to study for an entire day and night.

After a full twenty-four hours of high-intensity brain activity, Chen Mobai felt entirely drained.

His brain felt empty, his body powerless, and even the spiritual energy circulation in his Dantian Qi Sea started to slightly lag.

Chen Mobai immediately stamped himself with a “Resurrection Talisman”.

After quite a while, his physical fatigue finally recovered.

However, the emptiness of his sea of knowledge made Chen Mobai hallucinate, causing him to see mirages.

Since he had told his grandparents that he would be in seclusion for several days, sensing that something was wrong with himself, Chen Mobai no longer held back and directly went to bed, falling into a deep sleep.

He slept like the end of the world, waking up to see it was still dark outside.

He picked up his phone and checked the date.

Turned out, he had slept for a full seven days and seven nights.

Chen Mobai massaged his still bulging temples, got up from the bed and couldn’t help but phone Qing Nu.

The effect of this “Soul Awakening Dao Pill” was just too good.

In comparison to his gains, the minor after-effects of this seven-day sleep were practically non-existent.

However, Qing Nu carefully asked about Chen Mobai’s experience taking the pill, and when she found out he had slept for seven days, she quickly hung up to consult her mentor.

Only after confirming this was normal did she finally relax.

However, through this consultation, she realized that each student could only exchange for one of these pills, and after taking it, they couldn’t take another for ten years.

Qing Nu didn’t care about the first half of this rule because she didn’t need the “Soul Awakening Dao Pill”.

But as for the second half, she quickly warned Chen Mobai not to take a second one within ten years.

Chen Mobai felt a bit regretful after hearing this.

Though the emptiness and fatigue after the state of Soul Awakening made him uncomfortable, the feeling of comprehending everything was simply superb.

Deep down, he was considering whether he should take several more to develop himself into an all-round cultivator.

Under the effect of this pill, Chen Mobai had not only fully grasped all the knowledge regarding rank-i talismans, but he even understood some about the rank-2 ones.

If he was now asked to draw a Red Flame Three Sword Talisman, he felt that as long as he experimented a few times, he would be successful.

“For the next half a year, you’d better not use up your Divine Sense too much.”

Qing Nu advised, and because it was time for her to guard the medicinal pool, she had to hang up.

“Alright, did you receive the thing?”

“I did – a beautiful bell. I really like it.”

“As long as you’re happy.”

“If only…”

Qing Nu’s final words went unsaid as she herself hung up.

Chen Mobai didn’t think much about it. His brain was still foggy from the after-effects of the Soul Awakening Dao Pill, barely awake, he lay down and fell asleep again.

When he awoke from this sleep, he finally felt energized.

After stepping out from seclusion, he demonstrated his Qi Cultivation level of rank eight in front of his grandparents and Tang Panchui, indicating a tremendous success of his seclusion.

The three family members were, of course, extremely happy. Grandma even killed an old hen, and Grandpa brought out a jar of aged yellow wine that he had buried five years ago.

As for Tang Panchui, she could not help but show off in the village, telling everyone about their son’s achievements.

Auntie, you wouldn’t believe my son…”

By the time Chen Mobai and his grandfather were enjoying a small drink, news of him breaking through to the eighth level of Qi Cultivation at the age of twenty had already spread throughout Green Mountain Village.

Soon, Chen Mobai found it difficult to stay in Green Mountain Village any longer.

This was because many neighbors were bringing their children along with fine wines and rice, hoping that Chen Mobai would take their children as disciples.

He himself was only in the Qi Cultivating Realm, he didn’t dare to mislead others.

But the villagers were too enthusiastic. Even after he refused, they still brought their children to him every day, making Chen Mobai feel like he had returned to Red Sandstone City.

Hence, Chen Mobai told his grandparents. While keeping his mom back to divert attention, he immediately bought a ticket back to Crimson City Grotto.

One night, without letting his grandfather drive him, he drew two Godspeed Talismans and left Green Mountain Village directly.

In this way, he stayed at home for less than half a month before returning to the Daoist Academy.

As soon as he returned, Chen Mobai found that Ming Yuhua had returned even earlier than him.

About half of their class had already returned.

At the school gate, several people from the Metaphysical Class got together for a meal, and they discussed their homecoming experiences, which were all very similar.

Chen Mobai finally understood why most of the students at Dance Tool Dao Academy chose to stay in Crimson Mountain during the holidays.

The reason was not that they were hardworking, but because it was quiet here.

“Old Chen, this wine tastes good.”

Ming Yuhua was drinking the yellow wine that Chen Mobai’s grandfather had given him before he left.

Although this jar had only been aged for two years, due to the excellent yeast used and the quality of Water Clear Rice, the wine was very satisfying to drink, even though it wasn’t fully aged.

The wine was clear and transparent, with a rich aroma and sweet, delightful flavor. Plus, it didn’t make you drunk instantly. After a while, a robust flavor spread in the stomach, making one slightly tipsy.

However, this yellow wine had quite a punch, but the next day you would feel extremely refreshed and comfortable.

It felt as if all the muscles and bones had been activated and the blood was flowing smoothly.

The efficiency of refining Spirit Qi even increased by one percent.

This yellow wine, if sold in Tianhe Realm, would cost at least five spirit stones a jar.

Chen Mobai had tried Qi Rui’s Jade Bud Spirit Wine, which cost one spirit stone for a small jar. It was not as good as his own.

He thought that once he achieved Qi Cultivation Perfection, he could consider farming, brewing wine, and selling it to earn spirit stones.

Of course, first, he needed to improve his brewing skills.

Even though he had his grandfather’s yeast, he was not using Water Clear Rice, but Yubud Lingmi rice from Giant Tree Ridge, so the taste of the wine might be different.

However, Chen Mobai believed that with the abundant Spirit Qi in Giant Tree Ridge, even if his skills were a bit lacking, the brewed wine would still not be too bad.

“By the way, Old Wang, aren’t you from the Alchemy Department? Do you have any extra Qi-replenishing Spiritual Water that you can sell to me?”

Chen Mobai asked a young man named Wang Xingyu in the Metaphysical Class.

“As much as you want, it’s simple to make.”

Wang Xingyu, after drinking Chen Mobai’s wine, was flushed and confidently guaranteed.

The Qi-replenishing Spirit Water that Qing Nu had made for Chen Mobai before going to Jumang Daoist Academy was all used up. Now she was following a good mentor and had many opportunities to improve her Alchemy, so she didn’t need to rely on selling Spirit Water.

Of course, even if Qing Nu agreed, Chen Mobai didn’t want to disturb her time anymore..