BVAHEDLA[W Chapter 100
by VolareChapter 100: Cultivation of Immortals 1 – Was Little Junior Brother this clingy in my previous life?
Because the lifespan of the Zerg race is relatively long, Amorys stayed in that world for quite a while.
Arnold became a Federation Marshal. Thanks to his efforts, although equality between males and females hadn’t been completely achieved, it was much better than it had been under the Empire. At least on the surface, female Zerg would no longer be abused and die for inexplicable reasons.
After everything had settled down, Amorys underwent various tests, and his level was finally confirmed to be SSS.
This was the first SSS-level male Zerg in the history of the Zerg.
In the Federation, because the number of male and female Zerg was still mismatched, there was no mandatory requirement for male Zerg to register for marriage with only one female Zerg. However, the upper limit was three: one queen and two consorts.
But having too many might not necessarily be a good thing, because it also meant that the male Zerg had to be responsible for conducting mental soothing for all his queens or consorts. Once a female Zerg’s mental sea had a breakdown, the male Zerg, as the female Zerg’s partner, would bear the primary responsibility. Light cases would result in fines, while serious cases would await trial by a military court.
Mental power was a very precious thing for male Zerg. When healing a female Zerg’s mental sea, it would consume a lot of their physical strength and energy. The lower the level, the more it would consume.
However, all of this was just a minor matter in the face of SSS-level.
But to the surprise of almost everyone in the Zerg race, Amorys only married Arnold as his queen in his entire life.
With Amorys’s help, Arnold’s mental sea had been completely repaired, and he no longer had the suppressed and broken feeling of the past.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two were very loving, every day like a young couple who had just fallen in love.
However, even though Arnold had recovered his mental sea with Amorys’s help, perhaps the early crisis in his mental sea had put too much burden on him, Arnold left at the age of 200, which was a bit early considering the average lifespan of 250 years for the Zerg.
At the moment Arnold welcomed death, Amorys also chose to log out of this world.
This time, there were no more obstacles, and no accidents occurred.
Returning to the familiar pure white space, it was still boundless and silent.
Chu Li-fei gently called out to the system, but received no response.
“System?”
Still no sound.
Chu Li-fei couldn’t even sense the system’s location anymore.
What was going on?
Starting from the last world, the system seemed to have been invaded by something, with no tasks at all, only the simplest script.
The text that should have appeared seemed to have been erased by some higher-dimensional being.
No, perhaps it had already started earlier…
In that ancient world, the final task was modified, turning into garbled code like a program error, and finally, it was inexplicably judged that his task was successful.
Chu Li-fei frowned slightly.
Who was doing this? And what was their purpose?
The current situation was clearly one where the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, which was not a favorable situation for him.
And Lu Mo-chen.
When Chu Li-fei thought of this name, he only felt a bit of tenderness in his heart, and a smile couldn’t help but appear on his face.
He could now be sure that the Lu Mo-chen who called him “Captain,” the Lu Mo-chen who called him “Royal Uncle,” and the Zerg’s Major General Arnold were all the same person, possessing the same soul.
He just didn’t know if there would be a place for the other party in his original world.
But even if there wasn’t, it didn’t matter. Once he had resolved everything, no matter where the other party was, he would find him.
Suddenly, a light curtain rose in front of him.
It was in the shape of a door, radiating a soft, light golden halo.
Chu Li-fei seemed to sense something.
He looked at the door that was so transparent that it almost seemed like an illusion –
A strong feeling surged into his heart.
This should be the last world.
– Also, his original world.
Without much hesitation, Chu Li-fei pushed open the door and stepped into it.
Almost in an instant, the clothes on Chu Li-fei’s body transformed into a moon-white robe, adorned with silver thread. The robe also had intricate patterns, like some kind of formation. Staring at it for too long would even cause dizziness.
After he recovered from the dizziness of the teleportation, Chu Li-fei could finally see the surrounding scenery clearly.
This was an extremely spacious palace, decorated in a simple and grand style. The ground was paved with high-quality white jade, and the glazed tiles on the roof sparkled with dazzling light under the sun, making it beautiful and breathtaking, as if it were not a scene from the human world.
Chu Li-fei was now standing in the center of this great hall.
Suddenly, he heard a slightly aged voice coming from above:
“From now on, this will be your little junior brother.”
“As the eldest senior brother, you must lead by example, wholeheartedly teach and guide your junior brothers and sisters, and not tarnish the reputation of my Worry-Free Peak.”
Chu Li-fei followed the voice and saw an old man with the face of a child and white hair. The other party was standing on the high steps, looking like an immortal, but he couldn’t see his face clearly.
But Chu Li-fei still recognized him.
This was his master – Worry-Free Taoist.
So, he had actually returned to this time?
He had returned to a time before he was ostracized by his senior brothers, before he was disliked by the sect, before he was abandoned by everyone, and before he was thrown into The Abyss of Demons by his little junior brother.
Recalling the sword that his little junior brother Lu Mo-chen had pierced through his chest with at the edge of the cliff, Chu Li-fei still seemed to be able to feel the feeling of spiritual power dissipating and blood flowing away. The howling wind passed through his chest, bringing bone-scraping pain, as if mocking his overestimation of his own capabilities.
How could someone destined to become a stepping stone compete with someone chosen by the heavens?
How could someone destined to lose dare to challenge the heavens?
Lu Mo-chen…
The same name, but not the same person.
But now was clearly not the time to recall these things.
Worry-Free Taoist was still waiting for him to answer.
Chu Li-fei cupped his hands and bowed to Worry-Free Taoist in the manner he remembered:
“Yes, disciple remembers.”
But the fleeting hesitation he had just shown was still captured by Worry-Free Taoist.
The other party’s old but not turbid eyes narrowed, as sharp as an eagle’s, but because of his old age, his eyelids drooped slightly, adding a bit of sinister and vicious feeling for no reason. It was clearly an invisible gaze, but it still made people feel an inexplicable sense of pressure.
“You were distracted.”
“What were you thinking just now?”
Chu Li-fei straightened his expression and quickly reacted, already having thought of a countermeasure: “Disciple was just thinking that junior brother hasn’t yet begun to abstain from grains. If he lives alone on Worry-Free Peak, it might be inconvenient.”
The sect Chu Li-fei was in was called the Wuji Sect, and it had a total of twelve peaks, corresponding to one sect leader and eleven elders. Worry-Free Taoist’s Worry-Free Peak was the farthest mountain peak from the Non-Action Peak. And this Non-Action Peak was managed by the Non-Action Taoist, who was responsible for all the miscellaneous matters within the sect, including the food for disciples who had not yet abstained from grains.
Chu Li-fei continued: “Disciple was thinking, should I have little junior brother live at the foot of Wuji Peak, or assign him a handyman disciple?”
Wuji Peak was the main peak of the Wuji Sect, usually managed by the sect leader. But because this current sect leader was quite fond of accepting disciples, there were many houses at the foot of Wuji Peak, specifically for those disciples who had just entered the sect to live in, and it was also close to Non-Action Peak. Later, due to various reasons, the other peak masters also sent those disciples who had barely refined Qi and had not yet abstained from grains.
As for handyman disciples, in theory, each peak master, that is, each elder, could be equipped with a handyman disciple under their command, who would usually be responsible for helping them deliver items, sweep the house, and other chores.
But for some reason, Worry-Free Taoist refused to allow any of his disciples to be equipped with a handyman disciple. He said that it was to train them to do everything themselves, so that they could take a step further on the path of cultivation.
Therefore, Chu Li-fei would say such a thing.
On the one hand, it was to find an excuse for being distracted just now, and on the other hand, it was to test Worry-Free Taoist’s degree of preference for Lu Mo-chen, to see if he would change his principles for the sake of the so-called “Son of Heaven.”
Upon hearing this, Worry-Free Taoist seemed to be confirming the truth of Chu Li-fei’s words. He pondered for a moment: “What you said also makes sense. In that case, let Mo-chen stay on Wuji Peak for the time being. He can come back after he establishes his foundation.”
After Worry-Free Taoist finished speaking to Chu Li-fei, he turned around and nodded to the person sitting in the main seat above: “In that case, I will trouble Sect Leader Brother with my little disciple.”
Then he continued to say to Chu Li-fei: “In that case, the task of teaching junior brother how to get started and establish his foundation will be entrusted to you during this period.”
“Mo-chen, listen to your senior brother.”
Chu Li-fei lowered his head and replied: “Yes.”
At the same time, a slightly childish, but clear voice unique to a young boy rang out crisply behind him, overlapping with Chu Li-fei’s slightly indifferent voice:
“Yes.”
The cultivation levels in the world of cultivation of immortals are divided into 6 levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, and Great Ascension. Each level is further divided into three stages: early, middle, and late.
Chu Li-fei’s current level is the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but at this time in his previous life, his level was only the late stage of the Golden Core. The reason for this difference is that, first, he completed the tasks in the previous worlds and seized luck, thus giving back to himself. Second, it was his state of mind.
Cultivation of immortals is not only about spiritual power, but also about the heart.
Before he died in his previous life, he was already in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, so even if he started over, his state of mind and spiritual sense still remained at the level of the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Perhaps after the training of the previous worlds, he had made even more progress, and as long as his spiritual power went up, his cultivation would naturally be able to advance and break through.
Chu Li-fei was born into a wealthy family in the human world. His parents were harmonious and loved him very much. From a young age, he was tested for his aptitude and then sent to the number one sect in the world of cultivation – the Wuji Sect. When he tested out to be a water-attributed Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude, he was smoothly taken into the sect by Worry-Free Taoist and became his first disciple.
But in reality, Worry-Free Taoist didn’t know how to teach disciples. All he did was throw a few of the most basic introductory formulas in the sect, the kind that even outer disciples had one copy per person, and then test him from time to time. In this way, he fulfilled his responsibilities as a master.
Chu Li-fei was able to have today’s cultivation entirely because he cultivated diligently in the Sutra Depository Pavilion and asked other elders for advice everywhere. Of course, in exchange, he helped these elders solve many problems.
Including Chu Li-fei’s later junior brothers and sisters, seeing that Chu Li-fei was able to have such achievements under his guidance, Worry-Free Taoist was even more hands-off. It would not be an exaggeration to say that those junior brothers and sisters were raised by Chu Li-fei.
But this was not Chu Li-fei’s responsibility, even if he had never complained.
But he still did it.
In the beginning, he may have just hoped that his junior brothers and sisters would not have to cultivate as hard as he did. Later, it gradually became a habit.
The people of the Wuji Sect all knew that the Worry-Free Peak lineage was cultivated by their eldest senior brother Chu Li-fei, leading his junior brothers and sisters.
But is it right just because it has always been like this?
After the system appeared, after he became the so-called “villain,” he already knew the answer.
The junior brothers and sisters, who used to call him “eldest senior brother” with every other word, turned against him with swords and spears based solely on a few words from outsiders, using the swords he had forged for them to force him out of the sect.
In his previous life, Lu Mo-chen did indeed take the final step of throwing him into The Abyss of Demons, but how could his junior brothers and sisters not have contributed to it?
And his good master.
It was not until he was thrown into The Abyss of Demons that Chu Li-fei realized how wrong he was in his previous life.
Worry-Free Taoist called himself Worry-Free.
But in this world, how can one truly achieve worry-free?
Worry-Free Taoist’s greatest “worry” was him –
Chu Li-fei.
Suddenly, someone hugged him around the waist, and a warm sensation came from the contact point.
“Eldest senior brother, what are you thinking about? I’ve been calling you for a long time, but you’re not paying attention to me.”
Chu Li-fei came back to his senses.
Just now, after the disciple acceptance ceremony ended, Worry-Free Taoist instructed him to take Lu Mo-chen to the foot of Wuji Peak, and he naturally chose to go there by riding his sword.
He replied calmly: “Nothing.”
He then looked at Lu Mo-chen’s arms around his waist. The young boy’s small arms were only loosely wrapped around his waist, and he couldn’t even hug him completely.
Chu Li-fei only glanced at it and then shifted his gaze: “Let go.”
Lu Mo-chen pouted. The ten-year-old boy only reached his waist, and even making an unhappy expression was particularly lovable.
His eyes suddenly turned red, as if he was about to cry:
“But senior brother, I’m scared–”
The young boy dragged out the long ending sound, as if telling of endless grievances.
Chu Li-fei looked down. The buildings on the ground condensed into small dots in his eyes. If he fell –
He would most likely be buried directly.
Chu Li-fei accepted Lu Mo-chen’s explanation.
But –
Was little junior brother this clingy in his previous life?
Chu Li-fei thought like this.
He couldn’t quite remember.