Sun Qi expected of training in an secret primordial art which would be easy for him due to his severed medians and broken Dantian
Reality was however hit him hard in the form of wet spirit mud
"Haakktuu ghaa" Sun Qi flailed upright, coughing violently, spitting out globs of thick green-brown sludge. His nose burned. His ears rang
"Geez try to be careful where you land I just finished planting the seeds over there fumu" a childish voice complained
"Ahh Sorry! I am still getting used to this recall function " Chu Xingchen apologised while floating a few inches above the mud "By the way I found a great disciple for our sect"
"He looks like shit...and stinks like one too"
Even though Sun Qi was aware that his body was no lesser than a male god hearing a girl critisize his looks made him miserable
At least those ungrateful sect basterds should have left behind a small mansion with young cute servant girl or an old loyal butler instead of crippling him and throwing him in in the slums
"That's too harsh Sect master," Chu Xingchen sweat dropped. "He is very talented and has great potential...just that he has fallen in hard times"
'Sect master this Loli is the sect master!?' Sun Qi blinked
"Alright. If you say so" Xiù Feng nodded then wrinkled her nose "...but first go take a bath"
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"Ahh truly a hot bath is a blessing " Sun Qi walked out of the bath refreshed
After weeks of the cold, grime, and despair of the slums, just being clean, truly clean, felt like a luxury
He found a simple, plain grey robe folded neatly on the table – a sect uniform, he assumed.
He quickly changed into the soft and comfortable uniform and made his way to the courtyard
The courtyard was spacious, paved with grey stone, and with peach trees growing in the surrounding garden
It made perfect sense that Xiù Feng would be lazing like a salted fish in a rantan chair in that place
Sun Qi approached her. He clasped his hands respectfully. "Sect Leader."
"Clean now. Good." She gestured. "Try cultivating."
"...!?" Sun Qi stared at her.
"Cultivate?!" he exclaimed, the word sharp with disbelief. "But… my dantian is ruptured. My meridians… they're severed. I can't cultivate. I'm a cripple!"
Xiù Feng just looked at him,with an approving eye no that confirmed that was definitely one of those scorned trash young master hero types
"Try anyway. Just… try it once. Use the technique from your old sect. See what happens." She advice trying to sound mysterious
Reluctantly, despair warring with a faint, desperate curiosity, Sun Qi sat down on the clean stone of the courtyard. He closed his eyes, trying to recall the circulation pathways, the breathing methods he hadn't attempted in weeks, not since… since they destroyed him.
He tried to guide the ambient spiritual energy, the pure, rich Qi that filled this island, towards where his dantian used to be. Towards the ruined, shattered core that should have been incapable of holding even a wisp of energy. He pushed the energy, a desperate, defiant act against the emptiness they left behind.
He expected pain. Expected failure. Expected the familiar emptiness.
But as he focused, something unexpected happened. A faint warmth. Not pain. Not emptiness. A warmth spreading in his lower abdomen, where his dantian was supposed to be broken beyond repair.
He held his breath, concentrating harder. He felt the spiritual energy, drawn by his will, forcing its way into the ruined area. It was a struggle, like pushing water through clogged pipes, but it was moving.
He felt it. A subtle vibration. A knitting, a pulling sensation in the ruined area. The energy wasn't just circulating around the void; it was being pulled into it, defying the destruction.
Hisss Sun Qi felt the changes within his body...
"My dantian was originally ruptured, but now it actually shows a tendency to heal... And my cultivation... I was originally a cripple, but I can actually feel wisps of spiritual energy circulating around my dantian..."
After a little less than the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn,
"My cultivation has stabilized at the first stage of Qi Layering . By cultivating, not only did my dantian heal, but I also recovered some cultivation...If that's the case..."
Another half incense stick later Sun Qi broke through the second layer of Qi
"Second stage of Qi layering , a direct surge of a small stage. Looking at it this way, few breaths of my technique is enough for a Qi Refining stage cultivator to advance by one small stage...Although there are many strange elixirs in the cultivation world that can accelerate cultivation and increase cultivation level, they can't be this fast!"Sun Qi half screamed in disbelief "Could this be sect leader did you-"
"No it was your efforts I merely gave a hand " Xiu Feng shamelessly took credit "Anyways since you can cultivate I shall teach you a special technique "
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"Who would have thought I'd transmigrate just like that, and to encounter such a start, truly unlucky." Sun Qi lamented as he filled the barrel with his spirit water condensation technique
It was in essence a waterdown form of the spirit rain technique a special technique created by Xiù Feng
Indeed,Sun Qi was a transmigrator, whose name in his previous life was also Sun Qi
In his previous life, he was a student about to graduate from an engineering college, already harried by the many aspects of job hunting.
He had pulled several all-nighters in a row, fully engaged in preparing for job applications.
Then a truck slammed him to death in the road and he transmigrated just a few days before he got slandered and kicked out
Suddenly, a voice called out. "Holy Son Sun Qi?"
Sun Qi turned to see a beautiful fairy descending from the air with light brown hair, warm amber eyes and fair skin
"Sky Saintess Mie Ling'er !?" Sun Qi blinked 'why is she here ?'