Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 91 Yin Yang

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Yin Yang

Zhang Senior Sister sat at the front of the hall, while Han Qi stood below.

Han Qi had his head lowered, his eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to look at Zhang Senior Sister.

It seemed that as soon as he had entered this place, the courage he had on the way here had disappeared from him.

"What is it you seek from me?"

But Zhang Senior Sister was not someone willing to waste time, and she asked directly.

"Per your instructions, Senior Sister, I took Junior Brother Zheng today to receive the Life Plate and the Cultivation Technique."

Zhang Senior Sister nodded slightly, listening as he continued.

"Junior Brother Zheng has chosen the ’Five Thunders Dharma Body’ from the Scripture Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Senior Sister fell silent for a short while, then suddenly asked, "Did you come to tell me this and nothing more?"

"Yes!" Han Qi replied quietly, with his head still lowered: "Although the ’Five Thunders Dharma Body’ is profound, no one has mastered it for a thousand years..."

"Uh-huh."

"I just thought that..."

"You thought I should persuade Junior Brother Zheng?"

"Yes, if Junior Brother Zheng is confident, that’s great. I’m just worried he’s young and overly ambitious."

Zhang Senior Sister stared at Han Qi for a long time, seemingly pondering something.

"Han Junior Brother," she suddenly called out Junior Brother and said, "You’re not this sort of person."

"Senior Sister?"

"You joined our Jiushan Sect fifty years ago, with Dual Spirit Roots and average talent in the talismanic Dao, coming from a minor family, often mingling in the workshops, doing little trickeries and petty business..."

Han Qi raised his head, his face showing surprise, clearly not expecting Zhang Senior Sister to know so much about him.

Zhang Senior Sister continued: "You have been scheming everywhere, later becoming a disciple under Yuan. Hmm, your reputation isn’t great."

"Yes..."

"Han Junior Brother, you’re not the type to care so much about a new disciple."

"... He gave me ten taels of gold."

"Hmm?"

A rare look of puzzlement appeared on Zhang Senior Sister’s face.

"Senior Sister has exceptional talents and might not know the hardships we lower-level cultivators endure. What I have encountered in the Immortal Sect is nothing but bullying by the powerful, plucking the feathers from those that pass by..."

"Just for that?"

Zhang Senior Sister asked with a frown.

"You might not know, Senior Sister, but I’m preparing to leave the Immortal Sect and live out my life in the mundane world." Han Qi said with his head lowered, "Senior Sister only knows that I came from a small family, not knowing that my parents have passed away long ago, and there are no close relatives left in my family."

"..."

"It’s funny when I think about it; I’ve been so discontent in Jiushan Sect, where I’ve spent decades cursing for decades, only to realize in the end that the only place I can call home— is here."

For the first time, Han Qi looked directly at Zhang Senior Sister.

"Since Junior Brother Zheng is so highly regarded by Senior Sister, he’s bound to achieve great things in the future." Han Qi looked at the ten taels of gold in his hands and suddenly laughed: "I was just thinking if Jiushan Sect could have more great people like Junior Brother Zheng in the future, maybe my decades here wouldn’t have been so tough."

Zhang Senior Sister looked at his slightly embarrassed face, and her gaze suddenly became gentler.

"...Perhaps because I’m about to leave, I’ve realized that I still wish for the best for Jiushan Sect."

Zhang Senior Sister nodded slightly, and after a long pause, she spoke, "I already know about this, you don’t have to worry."

Han Qi bowed with his hands clasped together, respectfully taking his leave.

...

Only after his figure gradually disappeared outside the door did a young girl’s voice suddenly sound: "Tsk tsk, this Junior Brother Zheng really knows how to win people over. Clearly, this person belonged to me, but in just a few days, he got you worried about this and that for him."

Following the voice, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old came out from the side door behind the hall and leaned on Zhang Senior Sister’s arm, standing beside her.

"Your person? He hasn’t even met you," Zhang said with a slight pushback, "He doesn’t even know if you’re male or female."

The girl tossed her hair and huffed, "Sister, you don’t actually believe him, do you?"

"Not entirely." Zhang’s gaze wandered as she looked toward the night sky, "But that person isn’t that foolish to dare come lie to my face."

"Umm..."

"Half the truth, the other half probably because he sees that I value Zheng Fa, so he comes to butter me up—he’s used to scheming," Zhang said as she gently brushed off the girl’s hand from her shoulder.

"He actually came for you, Sister?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then suddenly it clicked; as long as someone got face time with Zhang, who cares about some Zheng junior brother!

"As long as there is that half-truth in his words, I can tolerate him."

"It’s also because you value that Zheng Fa too much."

"Someone’s feeling discontent?"

"Of course, you give a freshly inducted disciple two Spirit Inks and a hundred talisman papers monthly, a treatment only lecturers of the Talisman Magic Pavilion get!" The girl muttered, "Which Talisman Master in our Jiushan Sect doesn’t lack these? Who wouldn’t be jealous? I think Zheng Fa won’t have an easy time within the sect."

Zhang’s expression remained unchanged.

"Sister, I know it’s because the talismanic golden core has deficiencies, that’s why you value his natural talent for the talismanic Dao... but others don’t know this, and who knows whether Zheng Fa will be able to bear the pressure."

"I’ve told him that."

"Really?"

"It’s a trial," said Zhang.

"Are you sure you made that clear?" The girl looked at her skeptically, "Sister, you really need to correct this problem of under-explaining."

...

Zheng Fa had no idea what was happening in Zhang’s courtyard.

He was completely engrossed in his cultivation!

He had no time to worry about Zhang or Han senior brother.

Sitting in his room, hearts pointing to the sky, eyes closed in contemplation, he followed the content of the first layer of the Chi Xiao Technique, adjusting his consciousness and breathing.

Why was the Chi Xiao Technique safe—apart from the harmonious spiritual power it generated? Because it spoke human language.

With detailed annotations and illustrations, there was hardly any room for misunderstanding.

It seemed way more newcomer-friendly compared to the Spiritual Crane Body.

Although he had just received this book, Zheng Fa could already roughly grasp the first layer’s practice method.

As he breathed, it was as if a strange power entered his meridians from the air, turning into a warm flow of Qi.

This was different from the Qi Force of the Spiritual Crane Body, as that was something generated within his body. This power, however, came entirely from the outside—this must be what they call Spiritual Energy in the Xuanwei Realm.

The spiritual energy steadily circulated along the Grand Circulation in his meridians. Zheng Fa was delighted—this was the sign of successfully entering the gateway of the Chi Xiao Technique!

Just as he couldn’t help but want to open his eyes, the spiritual energy suddenly surged into his Mud Pill Palace, and he felt a gentle tremor in his head, as if his consciousness had entered a grey, chaotic space.

In the space, there was a Yin Yang Jade Pendant.

On the pendant, the Yin Fish and Yang Fish were intertwined and flowing; in the eye of the Yin Fish, a short-haired boy with the same face as him was sleeping curled like a baby.

It seemed to notice his gaze, and the boy gently opened his eyes to meet his gaze.

Then, Zheng Fa’s mind was flooded with a segment of memories—both familiar and strange to him—memories from before his parents passed away in the modern world.

Those elementary and middle school learnings made Zheng Fa want to curse:

You weren’t there when I got single digits on the middle school exams.

You weren’t there when I was up all night memorizing textbooks.

You weren’t there when I was starving to death in the village.

Now that I became a top student, entered the Immortal Sect, excelling in both academic and cultivation studies, you show up—

Well, aren’t you picky!