From the fake emperor to the concubine

Zheng Yi, who had begun his seclusion, quickly became completely familiar with his new body.

The Immaculate Emperor Body is essentially no different from the previous Immaculate Human Emperor Body.

This is a comprehensive upgrade.

Whether it's physical condition, meridians, or aptitude, there has been a tremendous improvement.

If a comparison must be made...

With the enhancement brought to Zheng Yi by the Immaculate Emperor Body, even though he was only at the peak of Qi Refining, he could fight on par with a master cultivator in the Crystallization stage just by relying on his physical strength alone.

Such a huge improvement is not without its challenges.

In the past, Zheng Yi created a martial art, which felt as simple as eating and drinking.

But this time, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he felt that he couldn't keep up with the improvement his physical fitness brought him when creating his own cultivation method.

The feeling was like a college student who could only sit obediently in an elementary school classroom and learn addition and subtraction within 100 from those elementary school students.

At most, Zheng Yi was desperately trying to recall the techniques he had cultivated, absorbed, and even created, constantly discarding the dross and keeping the essence.

It's just barely raising the level of elementary school textbooks to that of junior high school.

Even though this is a huge improvement, it's just a drop in the ocean for Zheng Yi right now.

At most, it's like having one more car on an eight-lane road in both directions—it's better than nothing.

Just as Zheng Yi was diligently studying, a thud was heard from outside the stone chamber where he was in seclusion, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground.

Zheng Yi scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered a young man lying in the corner of the wall outside the courtyard where he was in seclusion.

His eyes were closed, his expression was pained, and his complexion looked extremely bad.

Upon a brief examination, Zheng Yi was immediately puzzled. The boy's symptoms were very strange, and it seemed that he had fainted due to the rapid loss of spiritual energy.

The symptoms of his spiritual energy disappearing have disappeared. If left unattended, he will recover completely within an hour and be back to his lively self.

However, now that he had discovered it, Zheng Yi casually injected some spiritual energy into his body from across the courtyard.

The boy, who had been unconscious, immediately opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "Strange, what happened to me?"

He thought about it carefully and muttered to himself, "Oh, I remember now. When I walked here just now, my spiritual energy suddenly drained away rapidly, which is why I fainted."

"Could it be related to our ancestor? As expected of our ancestor, he was truly powerful."

Upon hearing the words of the young man from the Zheng family, Zheng Yi was visibly shaken.

He suddenly realized that the new cultivation technique he had been studying was precisely to enable his body to absorb spiritual energy more effectively.

Clearly, it's because his body is so abnormal that not only is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth absorbed, but the spiritual energy of people nearby is also absorbed.

Well, in the end, it was his own fault that caused this unfortunate guy to faint.

In addition, this kid's aptitude is quite good, so Zheng Yi had an idea and created a cultivation technique for him.

This technique was specially designed for him; even if others tried to practice it by force, they would achieve very little.

Therefore, Zheng Yi didn't give him any cultivation techniques or secret manuals; he simply projected the content of the techniques into the mind of this Zheng family disciple.

The Zheng family member had just figured out why he had suddenly fainted.

As a result, it felt as if someone had suddenly punched me in the head, and my eyes rolled back as I fainted again.

Zheng Yi, sitting in the stone chamber, gave an embarrassed smile. He had almost forgotten that his body was now much stronger than before.

It was clearly just a matter of projecting a cultivation technique into the other person's mind.

But for that member of the Zheng family, this was no different from a mental attack.

Fortunately, he only projected his technique; if it had been something else, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Zheng Yi secretly reflected that he shouldn't try out his strength before he fully got used to his current body.

The world he is in now is different from the worlds he traveled to before. The overall power level is not as strong, and any action he takes may have unpredictable consequences.

This time, the younger member of the Zheng family didn't wake up until dawn.

He rubbed his head in anguish: "Why am I so unlucky today? Could it be that I did something to anger the ancestors...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly shuddered.

Unbeknownst to him, a cultivation technique had been deeply imprinted in his mind at some point.

After just a mental rehearsal, the boy jumped up in ecstasy.

Even with his cultivation level, he could easily understand this cultivation technique.

He didn't even need to study it carefully to understand the true power of this technique.

He just slept outside and got bitten by dozens of mosquitoes, and then he ended up with a cultivation technique that was perfectly suited to him.

Is there really such a good thing in the world?
If he could, he would even wish he had twice as many bags so he could exchange them for another cultivation technique.

Zheng Yi had no idea what this kid was thinking. If he did, he would probably marvel at how thick-skinned this kid was, no wonder he was his descendant.

The Zheng family members outside the stone chamber quickly figured out the origin of the cultivation technique.

He fell into a coma in the place where his ancestor had secluded himself for cultivation, and when he woke up, he had cultivation techniques in his mind.

He would be the first to disbelieve that this technique has nothing to do with the ancestor.

He immediately went into the courtyard, knelt down in front of the stone door of the stone chamber and kowtowed desperately: "Thank you for your merit, Ancestor. Your unworthy descendant Zheng Chengbai kowtows to thank you, Ancestor."

When clan leader Zheng Tianhao, along with elders including Zheng Tianming, came to pay their respects to the ancestor, they happened to see Zheng Chengbai kneeling in the spot where he had been kneeling, kowtowing to the ancestor.

Zheng Tianhao was immediately enraged. Did this little bastard think he could covet his position as clan leader?

Even if he really dies, there's still Zheng Tianming and the other elders; it's not his turn.

Unless, of course, the entire Zheng family is now dead.

But if that's the case, even if he were given the position of clan leader, it wouldn't be of any use, would it?

Zheng Tianming, gloating, nudged Zheng Tianhao with his elbow, the meaning of which was very clear.

Brother, someone's trying to take your spot. What do you think we should do?

If you don't handle this well, you'll lose all your prestige.

"Zheng Chengbai, what are you doing here?" Zheng Tianhao's gaze was as cold as could be.

The idea of ​​coveting the position of clan leader is obviously a joke.

However, Zheng Chengbai's behavior is indeed very sensitive for these large families.

Zheng Chengbai was focused on kowtowing and thanking his ancestors when he realized that there were many more people behind him.

Moreover, they were all important figures in the Zheng family. Although he was also a member of the Zheng family, he belonged to the less favored concubines.

Never before have I received so much attention from so many people.

He immediately became nervous, and his words became stammering: "Clan...Clan Chief, and Elders, what are you doing here?"

Zheng Tianming, always eager for a good show, deliberately clicked his tongue and said, "Well done, Zheng Chengbai, you're starting to have the air of a clan leader. From now on, will we have to report to you wherever we go?"

Zheng Chengbai was almost in tears: "Elder, that's not what I meant. I just didn't expect to see you all here."

This time, another elder chuckled and said, "Understood. There are some places that are not places that people like us can enter at will."

Zheng Yi, who had already entered a meditative state and was trying to adapt to his body, was momentarily disoriented.

Damn it, a group of elders with thousands of generations of descendants, don't you think it's inappropriate to tease a junior like this?
A bunch of disrespectful old people who can't tell what's important.

At the crucial moment, Zheng Tianhao stopped everyone with a look: "All of you, say less. Is it really that interesting to make fun of a junior?"

Although Zheng Tianming and the others all shut their mouths, their eyes seemed to be saying something quite interesting.

Too lazy to argue with them, Zheng Tianhao forced a friendly smile: "Chengbai, you don't need to worry about them or be afraid."

"Tell me why you are here. Did someone send you here, or is it because of some other primal energy?"

Zheng Yi nodded secretly. No wonder Zheng Tianhao was able to become the clan leader.

Among the many eccentric members of the Zheng family, Zheng Tianhao is considered one of the most reliable.

Zheng Chengbai felt a little relieved and then cautiously said, "Last night I went to my second uncle's house to help my father get some things. It was too dark then, and I was a little scared, so..."

After listening to his rambling on for a while without getting any useful information, Zheng Tianming impatiently urged, "Get to the point."

Zheng Chengbai immediately replied obediently, "I fainted last night when I passed by here. When I woke up, I found that there was a cultivation technique in my mind. I think it was passed down to me by our ancestor, so I came to thank him."

This time he explained it simply, leaving all the Zheng family members present completely dumbfounded.

what's the situation?
If you faint in the place where your ancestor secluded himself, will your ancestor bestow upon you a cultivation technique?
Did our ancestors have so much free time?

It shouldn’t be that serious.

But if it wasn't the ancestor, there wouldn't be any mysterious master so free that they would suddenly and inexplicably pass on some kind of skill to the Zheng family disciples, right?

For a moment, every elder looked at Zheng Chengbai with incredibly complex emotions.

Some are envious, and some are jealous.

Zheng Tianming looked Zheng Chengbai up and down: "You kid, you don't seem to have any special skills, so why is the ancestor looking at you with such high regard?"

Although after the ancestor was resurrected, he created a martial art that the entire family could practice.

Although they hadn't been practicing for long, everyone who came into contact with these techniques could clearly feel just how powerful the techniques their ancestors had given them were.

But no matter what, that's a technique that everyone has, and it's nothing compared to what Zheng Chengbai obtained.

Zheng Tianhao hurriedly pushed Zheng Chengbai aside and waved towards the stone chamber, saying, "Ancestor, I wonder if the cultivation technique you passed on to Zheng Chengbai can be passed on to other members of the clan? Please enlighten me, Ancestor."

Zheng Yi could hear what he said, but he ignored him.

He knew very well that once he won, Zheng Tianhao would become dependent on him, and that Zheng would probably report to him about everything, big or small.

In this situation, what kind of seclusion are you still keeping in check?

So he simply ignored everyone, which saved him a lot of trouble.

In any case, no one should dare to cause trouble for the Zheng family in the short term.

The energy he released when he broke through was enough to intimidate even the strongest group of people.

As for the rest…

Zheng Yi had considerable confidence in the martial arts techniques he passed down to his descendants.

As long as they can calm down and cultivate a solid foundation step by step, their future cultivation will be much more efficient.

There is absolutely no need for any other techniques to assist it.

Practicing other techniques haphazardly might actually hinder your progress.

Zheng Tianhao talked on and on, but found no movement in the stone chamber; it was as if the ancestor did not exist at all.

He was filled with bitterness. It turned out that in the eyes of the ancestors, he, the clan leader, was not even as good as an ordinary member of the clan.

However, the allure of the cultivation technique was too great, and Zheng Tianhao was naturally unwilling to give it up so easily.

His eyes darted around. "Ancestor, if you disagree with Zheng Chengbai passing on his cultivation technique to others, just say so. If you agree, we will handle this ourselves, so you won't have to worry about it."

After speaking, he lowered his head and waited for Zheng Yi's reply.

Zheng Yi was so angry he laughed. So this is all the cleverness you have? You've used it all on your ancestor, haven't you?

Although he knew the guy was up to something, Zheng Yi was too lazy to argue with him and just pretended not to know anything.

In any case, it won't be long before they discover that their little schemes were nothing but a mirage.

If you want to improve your strength, you have no choice but to honestly follow the cultivation method he gave to the family and practice step by step.

After waiting patiently for a while, seeing that the ancestor had no reaction, Zheng Tianhao said loudly, "Everyone has seen that the ancestor did not say anything, which means that he acquiesced. Zheng Chengbai can pass on the cultivation method given to him by the ancestor to the people in the family."

Zheng Tianming and the other elders of the Zheng family also had rosy cheeks.

They have been practicing the martial arts techniques passed down from their ancestors for some time now.

Every time they practiced, they couldn't help but marvel at how amazing their ancestor was.

These techniques were incredibly helpful to them.

Perhaps the only downside to these techniques is that their names are just too awful.

It sounds unpleasant, and it doesn't feel like a cultivation technique at all.

It's more like a body-training method for beginners to improve their physical abilities.

For this reason, they all placed high hopes on the cultivation technique that Zheng Yi passed on to Zheng Chengbai.

As for the results...

Just as Zheng Yi had predicted.

After studying the cultivation technique that he had passed on to Zheng Chengbai, Zheng Tianhao and the others were all dumbfounded.

Some people can barely understand some of it, but most people feel that they simply cannot understand it at all.

Rather than calling this a cultivation technique, it's practically no different from some dubious, mysterious book.

Zheng Tianming tilted his head, looking constipated, and asked Zheng Chengbai, "Are you sure this is the cultivation method passed down to you by our ancestor?" (End of Chapter)