1 Chapter 1 Giving Up on Cultivating Immortality?_1

North Region, Tianchuan State.

Among a range of misty peaks.

Here, splendor fills the sky, and purple qi rushes forth.

In the mountains, there are exquisitely crafted palaces perched atop the clouds.

There's a massive arch gate on the mountainside, with a huge square before it, incredibly grand and imposing, and above it are three great words carved with a graceful and lingering charm - Lingxiao Sect.

At this moment.

In the main hall of Lingxiao Sect.

A young man, about twenty-five or six years old, sits cross-legged on a cushion.

The youth has a gentle temperament, extremely handsome.

Opposite him sits an old Taoist in gray robes as well.

The Taoist is full of immortal bones, transcendent in temperament.

"Changqing, are you really going down the mountain?"

Looking at the unworthy disciple before his eyes, Mo Jiuzhou becomes irritated, his beard curling upwards: "You know, once a disciple of Lingxiao Sect goes to the secular world, it's hard to return to the sect!"

Qin Changqing shows no concern: "I know."

"My disciple, I know your root bone is poor, and others cultivate for one year while it takes you ten, with no progress in alchemy or artifact refining, apart from a decent face, you're simply no good. But even so, you don't have to be self-destructive!"

Qin Changqing twitches the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for praising me like this, thanks to your whole family."

"This Xuanyi Peak has three or four hundred disciples, and I have 30 or 40 disciples..." Mo Jiuzhou sighs.

"Correction, it's actually 53."

"That's not important!" Mo Jiuzhou waves his hand and sighs again, "Are you really leaving?"

"Hmm, I want to go down the mountain and explore."

Mo Jiuzhou is furious: "You little brat, you're too heartless and unrighteous!"

Qin Changqing retorts: "You're the heartless and unrighteous one, you're even unreasonable!"

Mo Jiuzhou smooths his beard: "I've raised you for more than twenty years, how am I heartless? You ungrateful little brat!"

Qin Changqing jumps up and curses: "You have the nerve to bring it up! At first, who promised me that as long as I went up the mountain, I could cultivate? Saying things like controlling the sun and moon with my palm, slaying stars with my sword? In the end, after 20 years of hard cultivation, I haven't even entered the door. I've become the disciple with the worst talent in the history of Lingxiao Sect, and my face has been thoroughly lost!"

Mo Jiuzhou smiles sadly: "But I've promoted you to be my chief disciple, haven't I!"

"Bullshit! On Xuanyi Peak, you're the only one, so my role as the chief disciple is only for serving tea, pouring water, and cooking."

"Well... we'll talk about this later. But cultivation is about comprehension, spiritual roots, and hard work. You just haven't reached the right time yet. Perhaps someday, you'll have a spiritual breakthrough and soar into the sky."

"Don't fool yourself. You just like the food I cook. I'm leaving no matter what, even the Sect Leader can't keep me!"

Qin Changqing speaks with determination.

As a transmigrator, he doesn't want to give up on cultivation either.

Twenty years ago, when Mo Jiuzhou took him up the mountain, he was full of ambition, dreaming of flying on a sword.

But what happened?

Qin Changqing is now thirty years old, and he only has reached the 4th level of Cultivating Qi.

This is only because Mo Jiuzhou forcefully fed him countless elixirs to accumulate this much.

In this life, he's basically hopeless for Foundation Establishment.

Rather than bumping his head against the South Wall, it's better to cut his losses and go down the mountain to live an ordinary life.

As a cultivator, his identity would still be quite popular in the secular world, taking a wife and having children, getting rich and honored would be no problem at all.

Cultivation?

No! I quit!

...

"Big Brother is leaving!"

Not long after Qin Changqing finishes talking with Mo Jiuzhou.

All the disciples of Xuanyi Peak know about his departure.

Then, a group of deep and powerful disciples gather one by one in his courtyard.

Qin Changqing is so angry at the sight.

These people, the latest to join the sect, have already surpassed him in just two years' time.

As for the strongest among them, they're already at the Golden Elixir stage, which is simply infuriating!

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters, there's no need to say more, I have made up my mind." Qin Changqing shakes his head.

"Big Brother..."

In the crowd, a graceful and elegant white-robed woman with a flowing immortal aura appears a bit reluctant, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears.

Qin Lingshuang doesn't want Qin Changqing to go down the mountain.

Initially, she and Qin Changqing joined Xuanyi Peak one after the other.

When Qin Changqing was promoted to be the chief disciple by Mo Jiuzhou, she was quite unconvinced.

However, after an accidental taste of the Beggar's Chicken specially made by Qin Changqing, she was convinced.Although Qin Changqing had poor aptitude for cultivation, he had a good temperament, and his amazing cooking skills provided many delicious dishes for his junior brothers and sisters.

Mo Jiuzhou often gave Qin Changqing extra guidance, and Qin Changqing generously passed what he learned to his younger brothers and sisters.

Whenever Qin Lingshuang encountered a problem in cultivation, she was too shy to ask Mo Jiuzhou and turned to Qin Changqing instead. He would ask the questions on her behalf then report back to her. Their relationship was fantastic.

Who would want such a great senior brother to leave?

"Alright."

Qin Changqing smiled: "Everyone has their own ambition. In this life, I am already hopeless in the path of cultivation. You guys should work hard in the sect on my behalf, and when you become successful, don't forget about me!"

Qin Lingshuang nodded gently: "Lingshuang will always remember the teachings of my senior brother."

Qin Changqing waved his hand: "Don't bother with formalities. If you encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation, go directly to the old man. If he finds it annoying, I'll help you pull his beard!"

Qin Lingshuang was moved and nodded repeatedly.

What a great senior brother.

"Senior brother, if you can't stay at the foot of the mountain, come back." Qin Lingshuang's face flushed, "No matter when, your junior sister will be waiting for you at Xuanyi Peak."

Qin Changqing smiled and touched her head: "Alright."

A group of people sadly saw off Qin Changqing.

...

Heiyu Town.

It was a small town more than a hundred miles away from Lingxiao Sect.

As a famous sect in Tianchuan State, Lingxiao Sect's influence extended tens of thousands of miles and governed many cities and towns.

The sect needed resources, and it could not do without the support of the secular world.

Qin Changqing arrived at Lingxiao Sect's office in Heiyu Town.

With only two people stationed there, Qin Changqing made it three. Their job was to maintain the safety of the town and prevent troublemakers from causing disturbances.

Every three months, they would transport the collected materials to Yinxu Prefecture, which would then deliver them to the sect.

"Brother Qin, this is the residence we found for you."

Qin Changqing stopped in front of a courtyard door.

The house was large, with gardens in the front and back; it could be considered a luxurious mansion.

"Thank you, Brother Jin." Qin Changqing cupped his hands towards the man.

Jin Hong laughed: "We are all brothers, no need for formalities. Moreover, Brother Qin is a senior disciple of Elder Mo; we all hope that you can take care of us in the future."

There were few in the entire Lingxiao Sect who did not know Qin Changqing's name.

Of course, his reputation was mixed.

Jin Hong never expected that someone with Qin Changqing's background would be sent to the secular world.

"No problem." Qin Changqing replied politely.

"By the way, Brother Qin, do you want to hire maids to serve you? Or do you want to marry several wives directly? If you have such intentions, I can make arrangements for you." Jin Hong said.

"Cough, cough!"

Qin Changqing choked.

"Brother Jin, isn't that a bit too direct?"

"Hahaha, there's nothing to be shy about." Jin Hong laughed loudly, "Back when we were in the sect, we were all focused on cultivation, naturally we didn't have these ideas. But as you know, for those of us sent to the secular world, our path of cultivation is basically hopeless. The most important thing is to marry and have children."

"Since it's a matter of time, why not enjoy it while we are young? Don't you think?"

Qin Changqing thought it made sense.

Wasn't he coming down the mountain with a similar mindset?

"I couldn't afford a dowry in my previous life, so now I'll take several wives and have a lively second half. No more loneliness."

"Cuddled in the embrace of beautiful women, surrounded by children and grandchildren, envy lovebirds and not immortals." Qin Changqing's mood was great.

Cultivation? Cultivate my ass.

I'm settled!

First, prepare in advance for matchmaking. If I find someone suitable, I'll cultivate our relationship.

Wasn't it just matchmaking?

He was a pro at this.

Upon hearing Qin Changqing's thoughts, Jin Hong eagerly assisted in making arrangements.

Unexpectedly, Jin Hong was a man of action; within two or three days, he brought wives to Qin Changqing.

However, this situation was beyond Qin Changqing's expectations.

"Brother Jin, these… are all…?"

Looking at the row of girls lined up in the courtyard, Qin Changqing was at a loss for words.

Dude, are you choosing concubines for an emperor?

[Ding! Successfully bound to the Many Sons and Blessings System]

Suddenly, a mechanical voice rang in Qin Changqing's mind.