Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming
Chapter 61 - 61 61 Huang Chen

61: Chapter 61 Huang Chen 61: Chapter 61 Huang Chen “Grandfather, grandfather, you’ve come, you’ve really come, that’s wonderful—Grandfather must seek vengeance for me!

Wuu wuu…”

Huang Chen always called the Family Head Huang ‘Grandfather’ affectionately instead of ‘Family Head’ as usual.

Family Head Huang also liked his grandson to call him that way, but seeing Huang Chen in the Soul Summoning Bell, he couldn’t hold back his tears.

“My grandson, how could you be so careless?

To be killed by someone, what are we, your family, supposed to do?

Your parents and grandmother were heartbroken upon hearing of your passing.”

“Grandfather, the person we killed, he had an Exotic Flame on him, and not just one.

I thought if we could take such an Exotic Flame back, to give one to the master and bring another back to the clan—aren’t we lacking in Alchemy?

I heard that kind of flame makes Alchemy much easier.”

What Huang Chen initially wanted to talk about was bringing everything back to the clan or to claim for himself, but his master and the elders of the clan were present.

Since he hadn’t succeeded in seizing the treasure this time, it was merely talk, so it was better to find a good reason in the hope that his master would keep his promise and allow them to train in that place to become stronger.

“Alas, fate is cruel; it’s Grandfather’s incompetence!

The person who killed you, his clan is extremely powerful, one of the Top Ten Clans, and we can’t compare.

Grandfather is powerless, I’m unable to avenge you.”

Huang Chen’s soul seemed like it could really shed tears, and tears dropped from his eyes.

“Grandfather, it’s alright.

Master said he can send us to a place where we can continue to cultivate.

Once I become powerful, I will surely come back for revenge and make our clan stronger.”

“Really, your master didn’t lie to me?

The Golden Core Elder just said the same thing, but is there really such a place?”

Family Head Huang was still dubious, as he had never heard of such a Magical Treasure.

If there really was such a method of cultivation, then there was hope for his grandson.

“Family Head Huang, rest assured, many years ago, when I was also a young man, I had the fortune of finding a Magical Treasure in an ancient ruin while undergoing trials.

At the time, I thought it was just a useless trinket.

I placed it beside my incense stand, and every time I conducted rituals or chanted spells, I would offer sustenance to the Magical Treasure.

I never expected that after many years the treasure would regain its vitality and even developed its own spirit.

This artifact has now become a space of its own.”

When the Golden Core Elder spoke, he did not bring out the Magical Treasure, as the world was full of those who killed for treasure, and that treasure still had great use for him.

He was now an Elder of the Mount Tai Sect, yet he yearned to advance further in his Cultivation and to secure a place in the Path of Cultivation.

He planned to use these treasures as his tools for dominating the Path of Cultivation in the future.

What about the Ten Great Clans?

He would no longer need to fear them; vengeance seemed so easy.

The Great Immortal, he believed, would one day bow before his feet, confident that one day he would dominate the Cultivation World.

Family Head Huang was unaware of the Elder’s grand ambitions, but from the Elder’s convincing words, he was sure there was some truth to them.

From his robe, he produced a Storage Bag and said to the Elder, “A small token, please do not see it as disrespectful.

Elder, please ensure you send my grandson to the place you mentioned for cultivation.”

“Of course, this Taoist never breaks his word.

However, this Magical Treasure requires a constant supply of Spiritual Energy.

It may take some time before Huang Chen can cultivate into an Immortal, so make sure not to falter in the supply.”

The Golden Core Elder took the Storage Bag and checked its contents using his spiritual power.

“Of course, for my grandson to transform into human form and continue on the Path of Cultivation, we will visit this place annually to provide support and to see Huang Chen.”

The words of Family Head Huang were met with disagreement from the three Elders at his side, but they exchanged only glances, not daring to speak out in the presence of the Taoist.

“In that case…, you may leave now!”

“Elder, may I come to see him seven times seven, forty-nine days before Huang Chen leaves for that place?”

“That can be arranged…, go back now!” The Golden Core Elder waved his hand, dismissing them.

Family Head Huang had no choice but to leave with the Elders from the Mount Tai Sect.

After they left, the Golden Core Elder hummed lightly and stowed away the Magical Treasure, planning to study it further and use the souls of these disciples to create Puppets.

In the future, even if they managed to transform into human form, they would still serve his purposes, unable to resist his commands.

The Golden Core Elder liked this idea, thinking it would be useful when he dominated the Cultivation World, for he would need followers to support him.

Thus, the disciples trapped in the Soul Summoning Bell would become his first batch of experimental subjects.

Huang Chen in the bell had no clue that his master would do such a thing, that after his transformation into human form and gaining some Cultivation, he would feel a force within him that he couldn’t control.

Often, whatever his master commanded, he and his junior disciples had no power to resist.

By that time, Huang Chen’s nature had become frenzied; unable to resist his master, he could only vent on others.

The world had gained another Ghost Demon, no, a whole group of them, but that, of course, is a story for another time.

Having left the gate of the Mount Tai Sect, Family Head Huang set out for the black market auction to seek some unique Artifact Refining resources.

Now that his grandson had become a soul, he also needed to forge some Magic Artifacts that Ghost Cultivators could use.

“Family Head, aren’t we going back to the clan?”

The three elders did not understand why the Family Head, having finished his business, was heading towards a different direction instead of back to the clan.

“Let’s take a look at the black market.”

“Family Head, don’t we have a specific place for our supplies?

Why go to the black market?

Shouldn’t we hurry back to the family, in case something happens?”

“In that case, you all go back first.

I still have things to take care of, and you don’t need to follow me anymore.”

Family Head Huang did not want the elders to know about the secret matters he was handling.

Having just witnessed the resentful looks in the elders’ eyes, he understood that within a clan, it was inevitable that there would be grievances over unequal distribution.

Everyone harbored their own selfish desires, and since he had reserved the best resources for his grandson, now that Huang Chen had become a ghost spirit, he felt pain but could not reconcile himself with the thought of his grandson’s soul vanishing from the world.

If there was a possibility to continue cultivating, then he ought to worry about his grandson’s future prospects, shouldn’t he?

Besides, others would not understand, would they?

“All right, we’ll go back first.”

The three elders did not say much more.

They each had wives, children, and grandchildren of their own, and if something happened at home because they were out running around with Family Head Huang, their families could be in danger.

Not everyone could cultivate, and many people within the family lacked a Spiritual Root, just ordinary mortals within the clan who could not pursue cultivation and thus could only manage domestic affairs and the family’s external properties under the circumstances.

They provided resources for the disciples who cultivated.

After the elders left, Family Head Huang took out a Magical Treasure, a Flying Rod, which was a Magic Artifact he had refined himself, capable of defending against attacks from cultivators below the Golden Core level.

Currently, the Magical Treasure was only an advanced grade and not a powerful offensive weapon; it could not launch attacks on enemies proactively.

However, if the owner used it, it could deliver a fatal blow to enemies below the Foundation Establishment level.

Family Head Huang stood on the Flying Rod, which was only the size of a finger when he took it out.

When he infused it with his spiritual power, it expanded and turned into a huge staff that allowed him to fly through the skies.

The flying birds in the high altitudes, upon seeing such a large rod, scattered, especially the eagles and geese which thought themselves large enough, moved aside when they encountered the enormous rod.

From high above, Family Head Huang searched for the enemy’s Qi signature using his spirit.

He could not let go of his desire for revenge.

He had to find some trace of the enemy and launch a stealth attack from the shadows.

With a cultivation level that was not high, he could only operate in secret.

Soon, he found a hidden nocturnal market.

He had stumbled upon this place by chance in the past and knew that many treasures and oddities, which people brought from their adventures in secret realms, were sold here.

Family Head Huang alighted in an ordinary-looking village, with houses that appeared rather old.

To ordinary people, this just seemed like a normal village.

If thieves entered looking to steal, they would leave upon seeing such a poor village.

Indeed, ordinary people lived above in the village, but this was also a façade; these mortals were hired to work here.

After entering the village, Family Head Huang approached a house and knocked on the door using a secret signal.

After a while, an old man came to open the door.

The old man did not say a word, let him inside, then shut the door.

He then led Family Head Huang through a tunnel.

After entering the narrow passageway, which eventually opened into a wider space, they walked for a while.

People began to move about in this tunnel, and some entered through various hidden doors.

The old man returned to his initial position to guard that entrance.

Family Head Huang understood the rules here: if you wanted to buy something, you could go look, but you were not to speak.

Once inside, you became mute and everything had to be done through signals.

Moreover, once inside an auction room, everyone’s face and physique were altered, so nobody could recognize you once you left.

Family Head Huang was still unsure where to find what he was looking for, but he proceeded to search for a hidden door to find his target.

He entered through one such door into a chamber with traps.

Once inside, he found many people in the room.

The chamber was large and had many people squatting inside, where an auction for various items was taking place.

Family Head Huang noticed that medicinal herbs and some Pills were being auctioned off.

His interest piqued, he found an empty spot to squat down and watched as others called out bids and raised their hands holding signs.

He glanced beside him where a holder with bidding signs was placed.

“Next, we have the auction for Sea Spirit Grass, used in the preparation of Sea Spirit Pills.

The starting bid is one thousand Spirit Stones.”

When Family Head Huang heard of such Spiritual Medicine, he knew that currently no one in their clan had the required cultivation level to use it.

However, having such a rare Spirit Grass could prove valuable if someone in their family eventually acquired such a cultivation level, making the Spirit Grass useful then.

With this thought in mind, Family Head Huang, along with others who had the same idea and deep pockets, picked up a sign and began competing for it.

There was a Cultivator in the crowd, sitting silently and calmly.

As the bidding fervor rose, he remained quiet, just casting a glance over those present in the room.

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