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

Scholar Lu refrained from halting the individual. He grasped the jade slip and examined it briefly. Afterward, he stored it away and turned his gaze to Cheng Wanchun. With a warm smile, he spoke, "Greetings, I am the principal of Shenshan Academy. My name is Lu Yongde. Starting today, you'll be learning at our Shenshan Academy. Based on the earlier admission exam, we've determined you're better fitted for our cultivation method, so you'll train in our cultivation method henceforth. You get three months for this study period. During these three months, no duties will be given to you. Simply focus intently on your cultivation. Following the three months, an assessment will occur."If you fail to attain the Dharma-using stage, penalties will apply. Should you achieve the Dharma-using stage, future emphasis on cultivation is possible. Naturally, missions must still be fulfilled. This provides a basic overview of the region. Allow me to escort you to your quarters where you can get comfortable first. From tomorrow, I'll provide the cultivation method you'll practice. Come with me." Upon finishing, Lu Yongde passed a jade slip to Cheng Wanchun and guided him into the academy.

Though Cheng Wanchun yearned to inspect the jade slip's contents, he realized the moment wasn't right. He promptly agreed and trailed after Scholar Lu into the academy. They proceeded to the second courtyard, where Lu Yongde assigned him a room.

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 its details. The jade slip's information left Cheng Wanchun astonished. It outlined not just his responsibilities for the upcoming three months, but also his routine meals and the rewards available to him. All aspects were detailed explicitly.

The rewards listed in the jade slip particularly amazed Cheng Wanchun. These perks were substantial. Beyond cultivation methods, they included elixirs, dharmic robes, dharmic artifacts, and more. Quantities were precisely noted. Dharmic robes and elixirs would arrive the next day, while dharmic artifacts waited until a month later. The jade slip explained the delay: they needed to select artifacts perfectly matched to him.

After storing the jade slip, Cheng Wanchun found himself at a loss for words. He had never imagined the Ghostwind bandits receiving such favorable treatment. They weren't mere bandits at all. They resembled a full-fledged sect, and a formidable one indeed.

Besides the jade slip's details, Cheng Wanchun's curiosity centered on the room itself. The space wasn't expansive. It consisted of four compact areas: a bedroom for sleeping, a quiet chamber for cultivation—which doubled as a study—a modest tea area, and a sitting room.

The layout wasn't vast, yet it sufficed for a single occupant. Crucially, it featured numerous unfamiliar items, like a kettle for heating water, a lamp controllable at will, and various other novelties. Cheng Wanchun wandered the room several times to get acquainted with these gadgets.

Time drifted onward gradually. After some indeterminate period, Cheng Wanchun caught the chime of a bell. The sound was soft, yet it reached his ears distinctly. He paused in surprise. Then, recalling the jade slip's notes, he understood the bell signaled lunchtime at the academy.

Cheng Wanchun rose swiftly. He was eager to discover the academy's cuisine. As a wandering cultivator, he had dined at inns on a couple of occasions, but the prices there were exorbitant. Eventually, a cheaper wine for groups of ten emerged, which he occasionally purchased, though solid meals were rare. Now, he anticipated tasting the academy's offerings.

Guided by the jade slip's directions, Cheng Wanchun headed to the dining hall. En route, he encountered numerous individuals, all clad in scholarly attire. Some eyed him with interest, but it was mere curiosity without disdain. Others even offered friendly nods and smiles.

Soon, Cheng Wanchun reached the canteen. Stepping inside, he saw it bustling with people. They gathered in small clusters of three or five, holding trays laden with food. Plates bore dishes, vegetables, and even wine. Cheng Wanchun froze momentarily. At that instant, a voice called out, "Cheng Wanchun, go grab some food. See that? Trays are over there—fetch one yourself. Bowls and chopsticks come with it. Dishes are laid out; take as you like. Proceed."

Cheng Wanchun pivoted to spot Lu Yongde. He quickly bowed to Lu Yongde, who grinned and replied, "No need for such formality. Go on, eat heartily and rest well afterward. Cultivation starts tomorrow, so give it your all." With that, he clapped Cheng Wanchun on the shoulder and moved to serve himself food.

Cheng Wanchun acknowledged and accompanied Lu Yongde to obtain a tray. Next, he selected dishes. The variety was impressive, mixing meats and veggies, but Cheng Wanchun wasn't sure which to pick. Tempted by all, he settled on several. He also grabbed a jug of wine, then sought an empty table. Eagerly, he sampled a dish. As it touched his tongue, he halted in awe.

This dish not only delighted the palate but also infused spiritual energy upon consumption. He devoured a few bites, confirming his sense. Indeed, the food brimmed with spiritual energy, including the meats. Sipping the wine next, he noted it was spiritual wine—vastly superior to his past experiences.

He wolfed down the plate and drained the jug, yet hunger lingered. Embarrassed to refill, he wavered. Just then, Lu Yongde approached with a chuckle, "It's fine. Help yourself. Newcomers act this way initially. I recall my first meal here: ten plates straight. Haha, eat up—you need it."

Cheng Wanchun chuckled sheepishly, but the aromas proved irresistible. He returned for more and continued eating. Cheng Wanchun consumed five hefty plates before feeling satisfied. With his belly full, he left the tray on the table, mimicking the others who did likewise, and exited the hall.

Back in his quarters, Cheng Wanchun reclined on the bed. A dreamlike haze washed over him. This reality felt too idyllic to trust. He hesitated to sleep, fearing awakening would shatter it all as mere illusion.

Yet, exhaustion claimed him deeply. The bell's toll roused him later. Blinking awake, he surveyed the room and sighed in relief, confirming his presence. He rose promptly, freshened up, and exited toward the first courtyard. Today brought cultivation lessons and his initial rewards.

Arriving at the front yard, he sought Lu Yongde. Lu Yongde presented a storage bag and addressed Cheng Wanchun, "Cheng Wanchun, this holds your three-month benefits. Dharmic artifacts come later, after a month. The jade slip covers the cultivation method and key cultivation tips. It includes Confucian texts too—study them upon return. Assignment to our Shenshan Academy by the leaders indicates your aptitude here. Dedicate yourself fully. Off you go."

Cheng Wanchun assented, saluted Lu Yongde, and departed. In his room, he examined the storage bag's contents. Delight surged through Cheng Wanchun. It contained a scholarly robe—evidently a dharmic robe—plus pills, a jade slip, and stacks of books. These were physical tomes on paper, which astonished him.

Glancing at the books, Cheng Wanchun saw they were classics and histories. Setting them aside, he donned the dharmic robe. It suited him perfectly, offering defensive properties. Dust-repelling, waterproof, and fireproof, it promised hassle-free maintenance—no baths required.

Clad anew, Cheng Wanchun probed the jade slip with his spiritual sense. Instantly, he was captivated by its revelations. Two hours passed before he emerged, face alight with joy.

The jade slip detailed a method named the Song of Righteousness Qi. Cheng Wanchun knew of it—a renowned technique from a virtuous sect in the Cloud Sea Realm, renowned for its potency. Beyond the method, annotations abounded: cultivation precautions, solutions to frequent issues, and even pill consumption guidance. It was comprehensively thorough.

Elation filled Cheng Wanchun. Armed with such a potent technique and meticulous instructions, failure to master it would be foolishness. He seized the jade slip and delved into it earnestly. Though a lone cultivator, he grasped that mastering a superior method demanded prior study and comprehension—to avoid pitfalls during practice.

He pored over it all day. By day's end, Cheng Wanchun commenced training in the technique. He now saw the purpose of the abundant books in the benefits. They offered gradual study material, aiding his progress immensely, given the Confucian nature of his path.