Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8542 8542: Cultivation technique (1)

Scholar Lu refrained from halting the individual. He seized the Jade slip, inspected its contents briefly, then stored it securely before turning his attention to Cheng Wanchun. A gentle smile crossed his face as he spoke: "Greetings, I am the headmaster of Shenshan Academy. My name is Lu Yongde. Starting today, you'll be learning at our Shenshan Academy. Based on your performance in the entrance exam, we've determined you're better suited for our cultivation method, so you'll begin practicing it right away. You get three months for this. No assignments will come your way during these three months; just concentrate on rigorous cultivation. At the end of the period, a test awaits you." If you don't achieve the Dharma-using realm, penalties will apply. Reaching it means you can devote yourself to cultivation moving forward, though you'll still need to handle missions. This holds an overview of the place. Let me take you to your quarters to get settled first. Tomorrow, I'll hand over the cultivation technique for your practice. Follow along." Upon concluding, Lu Yongde presented a Jade slip to Cheng Wanchun and ushered him into the Academy.

Though Cheng Wanchun yearned to examine the Jade slip's secrets, he realized the moment wasn't right. He promptly consented and trailed after Scholar Lu into the Academy. They proceeded to the second courtyard, where Lu Yongde assigned him a chamber.

Lu Yongde explained the room's features to Cheng Wanchun and instructed him to unpack. Then, he departed. Once Lu Yongde had gone, Cheng Wanchun retrieved the Jade slip and scrutinized it thoroughly. The revelations within left Cheng Wanchun astonished. It detailed not just his schedule for the upcoming three months, but also his routine meals and the perks available to him, all laid out explicitly.

The perks outlined in the Jade slip particularly amazed Cheng Wanchun. They proved exceptionally generous. Beyond cultivation techniques, provisions included elixirs, dharmic robes, dharmic artifacts, and more. Quantities were precisely noted. Tomorrow would bring the dharmic robes and elixirs, but dharmic artifacts awaited after a month's wait. The Jade slip explained the delay: selecting artifacts perfectly matched to the user required time.

After stowing the Jade slip, Cheng Wanchun found himself speechless. He'd never imagined the Ghostwind bandits could offer such lavish treatment. These weren't mere bandits; they operated like a formidable sect, one of immense strength.

Beyond the Jade slip's details, Cheng Wanchun's curiosity fixated on the room itself. It wasn't spacious, split into four compact areas. One served as a sleeping chamber for repose, another as a quiet room for cultivation—which doubled as a study—a modest tea area, and a sitting room.

The space felt compact yet sufficient for a single occupant. Crucially, it housed unfamiliar gadgets, like a self-boiling kettle, an adjustable lamp, and various other novelties. Cheng Wanchun circled the room several times, acquainting himself with these items.

Time drifted onward leisurely. After some indeterminate interval, a bell's chime reached Cheng Wanchun's ears. The sound was soft, yet it rang clear to him. He paused in surprise, then recalled the Jade slip's notes. Instantly, he understood: the bell signaled lunchtime at the Academy.

Cheng Wanchun rose swiftly. Eagerness burned to discover the Academy's cuisine. As a wandering cultivator, he'd dined at inns just twice, finding their fares exorbitantly priced. Later, cheap wine sufficed for occasional sips among groups of ten, but solid meals were rare. Now, he anticipated sampling the Academy's offerings.

Guided by the Jade slip's map, Cheng Wanchun headed to the cafeteria. En route, he encountered numerous figures clad in scholarly robes. Some cast inquisitive glances his way, pure curiosity without disdain. Others even greeted him with nods and smiles.

Soon, Cheng Wanchun entered the canteen, discovering it bustling with activity. People clustered in small groups of three or five, trays laden with dishes in hand. Plates bore foods, vegetables, and even wine. Cheng Wanchun froze momentarily. Then, a voice rang out: "Cheng Wanchun, head over and eat. See that? Trays are there—grab one yourself. Bowls and chopsticks too. Food's laid out; take what appeals. Go ahead."

Cheng Wanchun spun to spot Lu Yongde. He bowed at once. Lu Yongde grinned and replied, "No need for such formality. Dig in, then rest well. Cultivation starts tomorrow, so give it your all." With a pat on Cheng Wanchun's shoulder, he moved to fetch his own meal.

Cheng Wanchun acknowledged and shadowed Lu Yongde to claim a tray. Next, he loaded it with dishes. The selection impressed: balanced meats and veggies. Yet Cheng Wanchun hesitated, unsure of favorites—everything tempted. Ultimately, he selected a variety, added a jug of wine, and sought an empty table. Impatience surged as he sampled a bite. The flavor stunned him.

For the dish not only delighted the palate but infused a surge of spiritual energy upon tasting. He devoured it hastily. Several bites in, confirmation hit: no illusion—the food brimmed with spiritual essence, even the meats. A wine sip revealed its spiritual nature, worlds apart from past brews.

He wolfed down the plate and drained the jug, craving more. Embarrassment held him back from seconds. As hesitation gripped him, Lu Yongde approached, chuckling: "It's fine, go for more. Newcomers often do this initially. I recall my first meal: ten plates straight. Hahaha, stuff yourself too."

Cheng Wanchun chuckled awkwardly, but the aromas proved irresistible. He refilled and resumed eating. Cheng Wanchun polished off five hefty plates before sighing contentedly. Sated, he abandoned the tray on the table, mimicking the others who'd done likewise, then exited the dining hall.

Back in his quarters, Cheng Wanchun reclined on the bed. A dreamlike haze enveloped him—this bliss felt surreal, almost unbelievable. Sleep evaded him, lest awakening shatter the illusion into mere fantasy.

Yet exhaustion claimed him deeply. A bell's toll roused him. Eyes fluttering open, he surveyed the familiar chamber and exhaled in relief. He rose promptly, freshened up, and exited toward the first courtyard. Today brought cultivation lessons and promised benefits.

Arriving at the front yard, he sought Lu Yongde. The headmaster proffered a storage bag, declaring to Cheng Wanchun: "Cheng Wanchun, here's your three-month allotment of benefits. Dharmic artifacts come later, post-month. The Jade slip covers the cultivation technique and key cultivation precautions. It includes abundant Confucian texts—study them diligently upon return. Assignment to our Shenshan Academy signals your innate talent here. Work hard. Off you go."

Cheng Wanchun assented, saluting Lu Yongde before departing. In his room, he unsealed the storage bag, revealing its treasures. Delight surged through Cheng Wanchun. A scholarly robe—evidently a dharmic one—lay within, alongside pills, a Jade slip, and stacks of books. Genuine paper tomes, which astonished him.

Skimming the volumes, Cheng Wanchun noted their focus on classics and histories. He set them aside, donned the dharmic robe. It suited him perfectly, offering defensive properties, dust-repelling, waterproof, and fireproof qualities. Baths became obsolete—pure convenience.

Clad anew, Cheng Wanchun infused spiritual sense into the Jade slip. Captivation seized him instantly. Two hours passed before he surfaced, face alight with joy.

This Jade slip housed the Song of Righteousness Qi technique. Cheng Wanchun knew of it—a renowned method from a virtuous sect in the Cloud Sea Realm, potent indeed. Beyond the core technique, annotations abounded: cultivation tips, common issue resolutions, and even pill consumption guidance. Utterly comprehensive.

Elation filled Cheng Wanchun. Armed with such a mighty technique and meticulous instructions, failure to master it would be folly. He seized the Jade slip anew, delving deep. Though a lone cultivator, he grasped the essentials: thorough study precedes practice for any superior technique, averting pitfalls.

He pored over it through the day. By evening, Cheng Wanchun initiated cultivation of the method. Clarity dawned on the welfare books' purpose: gradual study would bolster his progress. After all, this was a Confucian cultivation path.