World of Cultivation - Volume 01 - Money Grubbing Madman

by Fang Xiang

  He had started to try to engage in business. The benefits of a ling plant farmer was pretty good, but it wasn’t as fast at earning jingshi like other kinds of xiuzhe.

  The little section of ling vein in the seclusion room had disappeared already. Zuo Mo speculated that it disappeared due to the black gold worm absorbing all of the ling energy. Even though he had meditated there for a long time, the ling veins hadn’t been affected at all. It must have been that he was in lianqi, and the amount of ling energy he absorbed each time he mediated was a pitiful amount so the ling veins hadn’t been affected. In the process of the black gold worm increasing its grade, it needed too much ling energy and in the end, caused the ling vein to disappear.

  However, this caused the last regret in Zuo Mo’s heart to disappear. The most valuable thing in this entire yard was this section of ling vein.

  He decided to go take a look at West Wind Valley.

  West Wind Valley was located between three peaks, but as none of the three peaks were high, the sunlight that streamed into the valley was plentiful. Compared to the coldness and humidity in Cold Mist Valley, this place was much warmer and welcoming.

  Holding the copper medal the sect leader had given, Zuo Mo carefully avoided the jinzhi along the road. The jinzhi in this place wasn’t as strict as Cold Mist Valley but far beyond anything that a zhuji cultivator could content, much less the little lianqi cultivator that Zuo Mo was. But his spiritual power just had to be much stronger than the typical lianqi so the pressure he felt from the jinzhi was much stronger than normal xiuzhe.

  Carefully passing through the jinzhi, he could see this was much more desolate than Cold Mist Valley.

  The geography of the valley was very flat. There was only a patch of about twenty mu of ling fields. Based on the looks, it seemed to be third grade. Even though the weeds were growing all around, but there were still people who came to this twenty mu of ling fields at intervals to take care of it. The grade hadn’t dropped.

  Twenty mu of ling fields wasn’t very much but this twenty mu of ling fields was going to become his personal property. The entire West Wind Valley was going to become his private property. In here, he could do whatever he wanted.

  This benefit was very generous!

  Looking at the ling energy encapsulated in the ling fields, and the enormous mountain valley that belonged to him, a feeling of satisfaction rose. The only regret Zuo Mo had was that there wasn’t a waterfall here. If there was a small waterfall, it would be perfect.

  Looking at the old trees and weeds in the surroundings, his heart suddenly moved.

  Taking out the black gold worm from his bosom, he casted the spell. The black god worm spread out on the ground and started to slowly crawl.

  Since this place belonged to him, then if he explored it, it should be very reasonable!

  Honk honk honk!

  Zuo Mo’s strange gong-like laugh echoed through West Wind Valley.

  Chapter 35: Discovery

  The black gold worm, once it landed on the ground, was motionless. After a while, the antennas started to wave, reaching out in every direction. No wonder it was a fourth grade black gold worm, Zuo Mo praised it silently, this kind of intelligence was not something normal ling worms would have.

  The black gold worm raised its head after a while, the two antennas in the front slightly shook as it quickly crawled along the ground. It sometimes stopped or sometimes slowly proceeded. Zuo Mo carefully casted the control spell, tightly following the worm from behind, not daring to relax his watch even slightly.

  Other than the ling fields, various weeds dominated all other areas of the valley. This created some difficulties for Zuo Mo. He took out the ice crystal sword that Shi Xiang had given him to cut out a path. Grasping the translucent ice crystal sword in his hand, it gave off a kind of bone-aching cold. The good thing was the blade was extremely sharp and pretty good at cutting up grass and wood.

  Suddenly, the black good worm stopped but then went at an even faster speed, it went deep into the grass covered land.

  Zuo Mo instantly became alert!

  Carrying the icy crystal sword, he followed right after.

  The black gold worm stopped in front of a protruding rock. Following closely behind, Zuo Mo narrowed his eyes and started to examine this large piece of rock. The rock was a normal granite, about fifty or sixty feet tall. From the outside, there was nothing special about it. Was the mystery located inside the rock?

  In any case, this place was his own private one. It didn’t matter how he played with it. Lifting up the ice crystal sword, he started to dig at the rock.

  Granite might be hard but facing a third grade flying sword, it was like tofu. In a short while, Zuo Mo dug out a large hole. As expected, the black gold worm climbed into the hole. This caused Zuo Mo to be even more motivated, his hand moving faster.

  This rock was even bigger than he had imagined. When he dug for more than an hour, and it was seventy or eighty feet deep, it still hadn’t reached the bottom. In the end, Zuo Mo wasn’t one of those that cultivated the body. His two arms seemed to be filled with lead, his entire body almost falling apart.

  “No way, it’s killing me.” He collapsed on the ground, panting as he looked dispiritedly at the black gold worm lying on the bottom of the hole.

  “Bro, you are really obsessed. Ge can’t do it, need to sleep first.” He grimaced at the black gold worm. Finishing, he fell into a deep sleep in the hole he had just dug.

  When Zuo Mo opened his eyes, he saw a patch of blackness. Sitting up, the moonlight came in through the opening of the hole. The inside of the hole was slightly illuminated. The black gold worm was still silently motionless at the bottom of the hole, the gold coin on its back releasing a faint gold light in the dark of the rock hole.

  It was already night. Zuo Mo drifted off into his thoughts for a while before he took up the ice crystal sword again.

  “Brother, let us continue!”

  Ding ding, dong dong. The continuous sound of a sword cutting rocks rang inside West Wind Valley.

  Zuo Mo continued to dig mechanically straight down until the sky was almost filled with light. Zuo Mo suddenly felt the icy crystal sword in his hand had cut into empty space. His heart instantly jumped, his exhaustion swept away!

  Putting power into his hands, he quickly cut out the last thin piece of rock. Behind the rock was a large black hole.

  Zuo Mo’s heart couldn’t help but beat wildly!

  The black gold worm didn’t hesitate. Fllashing into the black hole, it quickly vanished. Zuo Mo forced himself to swallow his spit and he hesitated for a moment before holding the ice crystal sword and squeezing into the black hole.

  The black hole was much deeper than he had imagined. As he went deeper, his heart became heavier. There were clear signs of human cutting in here, but it would have been long ago since there was a strong moldy odor in the cave. Who had made a dwelling here? Was this the tomb of one of the sect’s elders?

  This guess made him very excited.

  He walked quickly into the deeper regions. There was a thin connection being maintained between him and the black gold worm. He was able to know things about the situation ahead.

  Very quickly, he saw the black gold worm. In the darkness, the gold coin mark of the black gold worm could be seen from far away. The black gold worm was spread out over a lump, unwilling to leave.

  Zuo Mo scanned the surroundings. This was a very crude stone room. There was a spring in the corner, a stone desk, a stone bed, and nothing else.

  When he went closer, Zuo Mo was frightened out of his wits!

  The black gold worm was actually on a pile of bones! Zuo Mo’s heartbeat increased. His mouth became dry, he resisted the great terror inside himself and walked for a closer look. He didn’t know whose remains these were. It was spread out on the ground. From the appearance, it seemed to have been a long time ago. He looked around. His eyes suddenly became dumbstruck and then he showed a joyous expression.
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  This was the death place of one of the sect’s elders!

  With the fastest speed possible, he picked up the various jade sticks and talismans on the ground. He seemed like an extremely hungry beggar who suddenly saw bread. There weren’t many talismans, and it had been too long since they were supported with ling energy, their functions were almost entirely gone. In comparison, there were many more jade sticks, about twenty or so.

  He explored every corner, not leaving anything behind before Zuo Mo’s eyes once again went back to the pile of bones. The black gold worm was lying on that pile of bones, motionless, but the gold coin mark on the back seemed slightly brighter.

  To have died here, it definitely was his sect’s elders. He had received such a big convenience from them. Pondering for a second, Zuo Mo bowed three times to the pile of bones and then lightly buried the bones in a corner.

  Moving away the bones, Zuo Mo found that there was actually a prayer mat underneath the bones.

  Prayer mat……

  He blanked.

  This white mat, it was almost the same as the mat that the nameless shixiong had left behind in the seclusion room at Zuo Mo’s little yard.

  He hurriedly poured out the jade sticks that he had put away in front of him. One by one, he poured ling energy in. After a while, he managed to generally understand the cause and effect.

  This rock room was the death place of an elder in the sect, but this elder was actually an outer sect disciple. What Zuo Mo felt even more unimaginable was that this was the elder who had always been an outer sect disciple but almost managed to enter jindan, who was also the previous owner of Zuo Mo’s little yard!

  The matters of the world were just this fantastical.

  Zuo Mo dumbly sat there and couldn’t help but sigh. This shixiong, called Wei Nan, was an outer sect disciple from three hundred years ago. He had a special ability. He was naturally sensitive to ling veins. So he could find that weak ling vein, build the little yard and painstakingly cultivator. Even though he had the help of the ling vein, but he didn’t have good talent at cultivating and just barely kept up with the other disciples.

  He had great ambitions and didn’t want to live a mediocre life. He racked his brains and thought of all kinds of methods.

  In many places, Wei Nan Shixiong was extremely similar to Zuo Mo. Wei Nan also chose ling plant farmer as his best path to riches. However, his talents in the area of the five elements were not as good as Zuo Mo’s, and it took him five long years before he barely became a ling plant farmer. But Wei Nan didn’t tell anyone else. From then on, he started to learn how to make dan, yet his talents in making dan was also average. After spending ten years, he finally managed to make his first fourth grade ling dan.

  He developed slowly in cultivation yet his talent developed rapidly. He was even able to detect the ling veins buried deep underground. When he was thirty seven, he found this ling vein.

  Afraid that the sect would take it away if they knew, he quietly created this rock room.

  Taking advantage of the ling veins, he finally reached ningmai at forty years of age. At this time, he was still an outer sect disciple. Wei Nan was extremely talented at concealment and pretence. No one in the sect managed to find that his cultivation had risen to ningmai. Due to the fact that his potential truly was too average, he was afraid that his ningmai cultivation would cause the elders in the sect to be suspicious and from that, find the sect of the ling veins. He was satisfied with seclusion. After painstaking management through the years, he had some measure of wealth. He continuously purchased all kinds of jade sticks. What he learned was extremely broad and mixed.

  He didn’t know what caused it but in that period of time, the progression of his ling energy became faster. He was extremely happy and put even more effort into collecting all kinds of jade sticks. The more odd the jade stick, the more he was obsessed. And no matter how strange the jade stick, he would always try it out. When he had reached fifty years old, the number of spells and scriptures he needed to practise each day reached fifteen kinds.

  At that time, he knew he had no hope of entering jindan and killed off his dream. In the following twenty years, he started to organize and study the variety of odd jade sticks and scriptures that he had collected.

  His cultivation was limited but his scope of knowledge and spells was very wide. There weren’t many that could compare to him. In addition, he had cultivated many of the unpopular scriptures for a few decades and had many conclusions. Comparing the different scriptures, he finally managed to finish the summary and organization of all the types of scriptures he had collected through his lifetime.

  In total, there were twenty sticks. No name, nothing too profound. It was the last thing he left in this world.

  Carefully putting away the jade sticks that were on the ground, Zuo Mo was full of respect for this Elder Wei Nan. He lifted the mat, went to the spring and carefully poured water over to wash it. Even though so many years had passed, after a gentle wash, the mat once again recovered its snowy white appearance. This mat wasn’t something ordinary. It was made from Meditation Grass and its effect was to calm the heart. It wouldn’t decay, won’t have worms for hundreds of years. It was much rarer than the mat from the little yard.

  He put the mat back in its original spot and sat on it.

  A thick ling energy seemed to pour in through his skin!

  He quickly entered mediation and became motionless. Beside the mat, the black gold worm was also motionless, abnormally quiet. Only the gold coin mark on the back flashed with a gold light.

  When he woke up from meditation, Zuo Mo couldn’t disguise the ecstasy in his eyes. This ling vein, compared to the ling vein in his little yerd, was much greater! If the ling vein in the seclusion room of the little yard could be said to be a small branch, then this ling veins was like the stem!

  The abundant ling energy made one unconsciously comfortable.

  With such a high quality ling vein, he could quickly enter zhuji. He had decided, in the future, this would be his secluded cultivation room!

  When Zuo Mo squeezed out of the rock hole, the blinding sun outside made him unconsciously narrow his eyes. Turning and carefully covering up the hole, he scattered the granite that he had dug out into the weeds. Nothing could be seen.

  After finishing , he released a breath.

  Just at this time, Li Ying Feng came looking for him with other people. Because there wasn’t any buildings in West Wind Valley, if Zuo Mo was going to live inside the valley, then it required building a house. She was naturally in charge of this kind of matter and personally came to ask about Zuo Mo’s preferences and needs.

  After attentively listening to Zuo Mo’s demands, she waved her hands and the other outer sect disciples instantly started to move.

  In half a day, a little yard was built. Zuo Mo named it the Little West Wind Yard.

  The Little West Wing Yard became his new home.

  Chapter 36: Encounter Again

  The Little West Wind Yard became one of the important places in Wu Kong Sword Sect, especially for outer sect disciples. Its importance far surpassed the residences of all other inner sect disciples. The great majority of outer sect disciples farmed and what they were most afraid of were problems in the ling fields. Having a ling plant farmer in the sect, they felt more secure. At least when a problem occurred now, they knew they could find someone.

  A brand new yard appeared in the valley. The outside walls were constructed from limestone. The fine patterns and the cool hardness of the limestone added a few hints of serenity and peace. The vines were like a waterfall, the stars in the sky occasionally reflecting, glittering and speckled. The pond in the yard wasn’t the mud pond in his previous residence. First grade Purple Fire Lotus were planted in the pond. The purple lotus flowers were like purple flames that were burning in the water. In the night, they would release a hazy purple light. Between the purple fire lotuses, the silver scissor fish swam happily. It was like countless
blades crashing together, dozens of silver lines intersecting, blinding to the eye.

  Zuo Mo wasn’t in the mood to admire the beautiful scenery. Just like before, he would go to Cold Mist Valley at the same time every day to make rain and take care of the plants. Now that he was an inner sect disciple, the rule that it was not allowed to fly inside the mountain was not valid for him. Putting on the spirit travelling seal, each of his steps was a small flight. His speed wasn’t slower than those flying steeds. Other than saving a lot of time, he enjoyed the process very much.

  These days, during the daytime, he was like normal as he cared for the ling fields. At night, he would quietly run to the ling vein in the rock room to meditate and practise [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation].

  Even though the primary purpose of [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] was to cultivate the spirit, but the increase in ling energy was also pretty good and much better than [Ten Principle Scripture]. Adding on the help of the ling vein, after a few days, his progress was astounding! Without him detecting it, his cultivation quietly broke through to the ninth level of lianqi.

  The ling vein in the rock room became Zuo Mo’s biggest secret other than Pu Yao. He was especially careful. In order to disguise the opening, he just didn’t use a piece of granite to seal the entrance, he also planted large amounts of weeds and shrubs around the opening. From the outside, there was nothing that could be detected. His only worry was that elders like his master or the sect leader would come here so he didn’t dare to put out any jinzhi. With his skill, the jinzhi he would create would be completely ineffective against the sect leader and the other and would arouse their attention instead.

  His days were extremely leisurely. Other than the provision of jingshi each month, there was also a provision of ling grains. He had planted ling grains for two years yet had never ate it before.

  The ling grains were filled with rich ling energy. And when it was absorbed, it was extremely gentle, unlike the forceful nature of the ling energy absorbed from the jingshi, and used if one had to go to some special places like Bloody Heaven Metropolis Jie. Three thousand years ago, yaomo were defeated. In order to preserve their strength, the last remaining one hundred or so great powers of the yaomo, using their own bodies and blood as the guide, as seven medium jie as the axis, forty nine little jie as the screen to create Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie and stopped the xiuzhe in their steps. Inside Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie, all of the ling energy became extremely unrefined and unordered. Xiuzhe basically had no way of absorbing it.