NOVEL NEXT Chapter 14 - 14 14: 5 Years
14 Chapter 14: 5 Years
Translator: 549690339
At this moment, Lin Cong’s injuries were no longer visible.
He had changed into a new set of clothes, and the bloodstained garments he had been wearing were probably discarded.
The depression in his chest had been fully repaired, and was no longer as horrifying as before.
Now, Lin Cong had not only returned to his previous muscular and fierce appearance, but he also had no significant difference from ordinary cultivators.
After a month and a half of recuperation.
He had fully recovered.
Looking at Lin Cong in front of him, a glint flashed in He Song’s eyes.
“Spirit Vision Skill!”
At a glance, He Song noticed that Lin Cong’s cultivation was still at third-tier Qi Refining, and he had not broken through to the Qi-refining mid stage.
After a month, He Song had already practiced two basic skills to the point that he could use them normally without reducing their power.
He had mastered both the Spirit Vision Skill and the Sound Transmission Skill.
Therefore, when he encountered Lin Cong, He Song subconsciously used the Spirit Vision Skill to see Lin Cong’s current cultivation.
“Congratulations on your full recovery, Daoist friend. Please come in.” He Song said with a smile, the glint in his eyes flashing.
Having a neighbor visit him, He Song naturally wouldn’t repel them with a thousand mile distance.
He opened the door.
And invited Lin Cong to sit down in the house.
He Song didn’t have much to entertain his guests.
So he took out the tea set given to him by Wei Fan and made a pot of tea for Lin Cong.
He Song was not familiar with the quality of the tea.
However, he figured that tea leaves given to him by a Qi-refining late stage expert like Wei Fan would certainly not be ordinary tea.
Using it to entertain a third-tier Qi Refining cultivator like Lin Cong should be more than enough.
“Good tea, my friend. You certainly know how to enjoy life,” Lin Cong said, after taking a sip, his voice full of appreciation.
Upon hearing this, He Song raised an eyebrow.
It seemed he had said something similar in front of Wei Fan before.
He just didn’t know whether Lin Cong really thought the tea was good, or if he simply couldn’t tell and was just making a fuss.
He poured another cup of tea for Lin Cong.
He Song shook his head and dismissed the thoughts in his mind.
It was just a pot of tea after all.
“As for the quality of the tea, I’m not sure. However, both the tea set and tea leaves were gifts from a senior. My humble abode is rather simple, and this is the only decent thing I could offer. I hope you don’t mind, Daoist friend.”
It was certainly good tea.
And undoubtedly a fine tea set.
It was a significant opportunity for a Qi Refining Early Stage cultivator like He Song to receive such gifts from a Qi-refining late stage expert.
Although He Song didn’t know the price of the tea leaves and tea set, he was sure they were not cheap.
By saying this, he was merely trying to arouse Lin Cong’s curiosity and prompt him to ask who the senior was.
Once Lin Cong asked, He Song could conveniently tell him the truth about his Qi-refining late stage expert friend, making Lin Cong aware that he had a powerful backer.
Memories of the fate of the man who broke into Lin Cong’s house a month ago flashed through He Song’s mind, and a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes.
These loose cultivators, who lived on the edge, were too dangerous for him.
If he couldn’t make them wary, he was afraid he would have to live in fear from now on.
“Oh? It was a gift from a senior? May I ask, what was that senior’s cultivation?” As expected, Lin Cong immediately showed astonishment upon hearing He Song’s words.
“Seventh-tier Qi Refining.”
“…”
A moment later, He Song personally escorted Lin Cong out of the house.
At this point, Lin Cong’s attitude toward He Song had clearly changed considerably.
Initially, He Song felt that Lin Cong was polite to him, but only because of the clothes he wore, and didn’t want to offend him.
But now, upon learning that he had a Qi-refining late stage backer, Lin Cong’s attitude toward He Song had shifted to wanting to befriend him.
Being part of the Immortal Pavilion’s internal staff was not intimidating.
What was terrifying was that he also had a backer.
Who could guarantee that He Song wouldn’t be able to ask the Qi-refining late stage expert for help?
It’s truly beneficial to be friends with someone like him who could be helpful in the future if something happened.
With this in mind, the change in Lin Cong’s attitude towards He Song was naturally justified.
He Song watched Lin Cong leave.
He Song closed the door behind him.
Sitting back down at the table, he picked up the still warm tea and silently poured himself a cup.
“Backers and status? They are but fleeting illusions. What I can truly rely on is myself.”
As he sat down at the table, there was no sign of smugness on He Song’s face.
Even though revealing his background had made Lin Cong look at him with newfound respect, He Song didn’t feel any sense of superiority.
He knew.
A background and status – all of these were empty and meaningless.
Only one’s own cultivation could truly allow oneself to hold one’s head high.
A backer might sever ties with you at the first sign of distaste.
Status could also be stripped by the Immortal Pavilion.
But as long as one’s cultivation improved, it would be a permanent improvement that nobody could strip away.
Although he thought so, He Song was somewhat satisfied with his earlier actions.
If he didn’t intimidate someone like Lin Cong, who had lived on the edge of a sword, He Song wouldn’t even feel at ease cultivating at home.
Only by letting the other person know that he wasn’t to be trifled with would they not harbor any unnecessary thoughts towards him.
In this regard, He Song had achieved his goal.
The change in Lin Cong’s attitude toward He Song before and after his arrival indicated that he probably wouldn’t have any ulterior motives towards him.
With his worries gone, He Song took a big sip of tea.
He then began his cultivation for the day.
…
Days went by, one after another.
He Song’s life followed a regular pattern.
After his morning cultivation, he would go to the spirit field to use Spirit Rain Skill for half an hour.
He would then return home and meditate to restore the spirit power in his body.
If there were matters to attend to, after recovering his spirit power, he would go out.
If there weren’t any, He Song would occasionally visit the Spirit Construction Pavilion to chat with Wei Fan over tea or go to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to chat with Meng Guan over tea.
Apart from this, He Song spent every day immersed in cultivation.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
During these five years, He Song led a very peaceful life.
There were no Evil Cultivators to kill him.
No natural disasters or man-made calamities.
No wars between sects.
Everything was calm.
However, He Song occasionally learned some secret news from Wei Fan.
For example, a certain Loose Cultivator bought something in the Immortal Pavilion and was besieged by Evil Cultivators as soon as he left.
An example was someone who could not resign himself to mediocrity, resigning from the Immortal Pavilion and heading towards Green Wall Immortal City, but disappearing halfway there.
For instance, someone found a precious vein, causing countless families to fight over it, with the Thick Earth Sect finally claiming it in the end.
Various secrets made He Song’s understanding of the current Cultivation World even deeper.
As for He Song’s cultivation level, he had broken through from the original first-tier Qi Refining to the present third-tier Qi Refining.
Sitting on the cushion, He Song exhaled a long breath, his eyes flashing with spiritual light.
Having just broken through to the third-tier Qi Refining, He Song had yet to control the surging spirit power within his body for a moment.
As a result, a trace of spirit power escaped from his eyes, causing the flash of spiritual light before him.
“Third-tier Qi Refining, the next step is to store up spirit power to break through the bottleneck of the Qi-refining mid-stage.”
Feeling the much stronger spirit power in his body compared to before, a smile flashed in He Song’s eyes.
The increase in spirit power allowed He Song to manage more spirit fields.
Managing more spirit fields meant that He Song could earn more and more spirit stones.