My cultivation is too warm

Xu Mo was slightly taken aback after hearing the words of the spirit of the secret realm, and many thoughts came to mind.

Since Shennong Yandi was able to create the special alchemy furnace of the Spirit Realm before the existence of cultivation methods and techniques, wouldn't it mean that his legacy could also play an important role in this era without cultivation methods and techniques?
Could it even lead to the resurgence of the cultivation era?
Thinking of this, Xu Mo's breath hitched, and his heart became excited.

But then he remembered something, and his face froze, his excitement fading away.

Because he realized he had gotten excited too soon.

Regarding the "Shennong's Classic of Herbs," a legacy of Shennong Yandi, Xu Mo had studied and referenced it in recent years while researching cultivation methods and longevity techniques after the path of cultivation was erased.

He studied not only Shennong Yandi's "Shennong's Classic of Herbs", but also all the cultivation methods he knew in the ancient world.

He did this in order to learn from the experience and wisdom of his predecessors, absorb and summarize their wisdom and experience, and create his own path of cultivation.

He could understand all the other cultivation methods in the Canggu World after reading them. Although they were not very useful, he still felt he had gained a lot, which greatly increased his knowledge and even improved his wisdom, mentality, will, spirit and other aspects.

Although those methods of cultivation can no longer be practiced in this degenerate age, they are still very beneficial if we simply read them as scriptures.

This may explain why people who cultivated themselves in their past lives liked to recite scriptures.

What's particularly infuriating is that he still can't understand the "Shennong's Classic of Herbs" that his predecessor, Shennong Yandi, passed down to him.

Whenever he studied the "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica", it was like reading a book from heaven. He couldn't understand it at all, and it was all very confusing. In short, it gave him a headache.

Xu Mo was genuinely furious.

His resentment towards Shennong Yandi deepened.

He really didn't know what the old senior Shennong Yandi was thinking. He was the successor carefully selected by the other party after passing the test, but the legacy left by the other party was something that only he could not understand.

Previously, whether it was Elder Ouyang or the other disciples of Wuyou Peak, after receiving the "Shennong's Hundred Herbs Classic" they were given, they were all able to cultivate it, and after cultivating it, they all exclaimed that it was a very profound and useful cultivation method.

Whenever he heard these praises and exclamations, his feelings were very complicated. Everyone else could cultivate, but he, the proper successor, couldn't even understand it, which made his situation very delicate.

Sometimes he even wondered if the so-called selection of successors by the old Shennong Yandi was just about choosing someone who couldn't understand his scriptures at all, and then having that person spread his scriptures, simply using him as a tool to spread his legacy?
Otherwise, how could such a bizarre and outrageous thing happen, where only he, the successor, cannot understand the scriptures, while everyone else can cultivate them?
Having realized this, Xu Mo, taking advantage of the presence of the spirit of the secret realm, could no longer suppress the long-held doubts in his heart and asked:

"Senior, let's put aside other issues for now. Before that, I'd like to ask, what kind of person was Emperor Shennong Yan?"

When Xu Mo asked the question, his expression and posture were extremely respectful, as if he held endless reverence for the "Shennong Yandi" he mentioned.

However, everyone present could sense a deep, indelible resentment in his tone.

This aroused great curiosity among Liang Huanhuan, Wang Er, and even the spirit of the secret realm.

Everyone was particularly puzzled as to why Xu Mo would behave this way. Wasn't he the descendant of Shennong Yandi? Moreover, he was the one who created the history of the Canggu World. In the Shennong Secret Realm, he passed the test using the Shennong Path model and gained the approval of Shennong Yandi, thus obtaining the inheritance.

This can actually be considered Xu Mo's first honor in his life, because he accomplished something that many people couldn't do before.

From this perspective, Xu Mo's memories of the Shennong Secret Realm should be pleasant, after all, it was the first honor and recognition he received in his youth, filled with passionate experiences and ample rewards.

But why couldn't they sense any of this from Xu Mo's tone?
After hearing Xu Mo's words, Liang Huanhuan asked before the spirit of the secret realm could reply, "Junior brother, junior brother, don't you like Emperor Shennong Yan?"

She spoke very carefully, afraid of making Xu Mo uncomfortable.

Xu Mo was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then quickly shook his head in denial, saying, "How could that be? No matter what, Emperor Shennong Yan is my great-great-grandfather. I inherited his legacy, and I have nothing but endless respect and gratitude for him. How could I not like him?"

To this day, he has never mentioned to anyone other than Elder Ouyang that he cannot understand the "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica". Everyone else assumes that he is the proper successor of Shennong Yandi and would never think of it in that way.

Only Xu Mo himself could truly understand Shennong Yandi's feelings; he genuinely "respected" that senior.

Xu Mo then added, "As a disciple, it's perfectly normal to be curious and want to know what kind of person your master is, right?"

"Could you please enlighten me, senior?"

He felt his explanation was reasonable, but he didn't realize that he was unconsciously using a clenched-teeth tone when he spoke.

Seeing his appearance, Liang Huanhuan and Wang Er looked at each other in bewilderment. What was wrong with their junior brother?
Although they were curious, they didn't ask. They figured their junior brother wouldn't answer, so they figured they might as well listen to what the spirit of the secret realm had to say. Perhaps after hearing the spirit's explanation, they would understand why their junior brother was behaving this way.

Thinking of this, Liang Huanhuan and Wang Er couldn't help but turn their gazes to the spirit of the secret realm, waiting for his explanation.

They were also very curious about what kind of person the Divine Emperor Yan was, that he could make their usually good-tempered junior brother Wuyou show such an expression.

Actually, the spirit of the secret realm didn't want to answer Xu Mo's question. After all, in his opinion, Xu Mo was the successor of Shennong Yandi, and if he said bad things about Shennong Yandi, the other party would definitely be unhappy.

It would be terrible if Xu Mo got upset and decided to bury himself in a cesspool.

But it would be absolutely impossible for him to praise Shennong Yandi. You see, that old man Shennong Yandi was the one who locked himself in darkness and darkness for countless years, without any lively and cute little fairies, making him spend his time in loneliness and solitude.

How could he possibly praise such an old man? He would rather die than comply. However, upon sensing the endless resentment in Xu Mo's tone, he was immediately startled, then overjoyed. He understood that it must be that old man Shennong Yandi who had pulled some trick again, which was why Xu Mo, his chosen successor, was filled with endless resentment.

The more the spirit of the secret realm thought about it, the more convinced he was that his guess was correct. After all, in his mind, that old man, Shennong Yandi, was just that kind of person who always liked to do some crazy things, such as locking himself in the Shennong Secret Realm.

After figuring it out, the spirit of the secret realm became excited. Hehehe, wouldn't that mean I could curse that old bastard Shennong Yandi in front of his successor?
Now that we don't know whether Shennong Yandi is dead or alive, the spirit of the secret realm certainly can't curse him to his face, but it's not bad if it can curse him in front of his successor.

This would give you the feeling of cursing Shennong Yandi in front of him.

Faced with the questioning gazes from Xu Mo and Liang Huanhuan, the face conjured by the spirit of the secret realm on the alchemy furnace began to tremble violently, and it shouted excitedly:
"Let me tell you, don't be fooled by the name of that old man Shennong Yandi and think that as Shennong, he must be a virtuous and respected person who cares about the world."

"In fact, only I, the old man he created, know best that he is actually a vicious old bastard who is treacherous, cunning, hypocritical, despicable, ruthless, shameless and vile."

The spirit of the secret realm harbored a resentment towards Shennong Yandi that was countless times deeper than that of Xu Mo. It seemed that during the endless years in the Shennong Secret Realm, he had rehearsed and silently recited countless times the words used to describe Shennong Yandi, and had been holding back for a long time.

Now that he finally had Xu Mo and the others as listeners, he seemed to want to vent all his thoughts at once.

So, to Xu Mo and the others' astonished and stunned gazes, he rattled off hundreds of adjectives in one breath, each one unique.

This left Xu Mo and the others stunned, wondering just how deep the resentment of the spirit of this secret realm held towards Shennong Yandi.

After the spirit of the secret realm finished describing him, Xu Mo knew that asking in this way would definitely not work if he wanted to get the real information about Shennong Yandi from the spirit of the secret realm.

After all, the resentment that the spirit of the secret realm held towards Shennong Yandi had almost materialized into black wisps of energy, and he could feel a chill even from several meters away.

It's understandable, after all, if anyone asked what kind of person someone had locked themselves in a secret place for endless years, they would probably not have anything nice to say, right?
However, while he understood, this was not the answer he wanted.

Although Xu Mo harbored some resentment towards the old Shennong Yandi, his resentment was merely a feeling of imbalance in his heart, and did not mean that he wanted to hear someone insult him like that.

Just as he said before, no matter what, Shennong Yandi was his master. As a disciple, he could harbor some resentment in his heart, but he could not accept others insulting him in front of his disciple.

Moreover, even if that wasn't the reason, just the title "Shennong Yandi" alone wouldn't allow anyone to insult this senior figure like that.

Those who can be given the title "Shennong" must have made great contributions to humankind. As a younger generation, how can we allow others to insult them?

Without hesitation, Xu Mo said to the spirit of the secret realm, "Senior, I know you have some resentment about Shennong Yandi imprisoning you in the Shennong Secret Realm, but please don't insult my master in front of me, your disciple."

The spirit of the secret realm was stunned upon hearing Xu Mo's words. What was going on? You were the one who first expressed your resentment towards that old Shennong Yandi, and that's why I finally spoke my mind. How come you've betrayed me now? You're defending that old Shennong Yandi?
Seeing the spirit of the secret realm's reaction, Xu Mo guessed his thoughts and calmly explained:

"Senior is right. I do have some resentment towards Shennong Yandi, but this resentment stems from my misunderstanding of some of my master's decisions or actions, which leads to a sense of imbalance in my mind. It does not mean that I do not respect him."

"Of course, I don't mean to criticize your behavior of scolding him. Considering your situation and experience, it is understandable that you scolded him. I have no right to forcibly prevent you from scolding him."

"I just want to say, please don't scold him in front of me, senior. After all, as a disciple, I have the responsibility and obligation to uphold my master's honor."

"Besides, senior, don't forget that I myself am a spirit farmer of this era. Even if I am not your apprentice, as a descendant of spirit farmers, I have the responsibility and obligation to uphold the honor and reputation of senior Shennong."

The spirit of the secret realm was speechless with anger after hearing Xu Mo's words.

He then said irritably, "I didn't scold him; I was just stating a fact."

After saying that, he added angrily, "Anyway, that old bastard Shennong Yandi was never a good person to begin with."

Xu Mo smiled lightly upon hearing this, not paying any attention to the spirit of the secret realm's attitude. He then said sincerely, "I would like to learn about the real Shennong Yan Emperor. Could you please tell me his story, senior?"

He also hoped that he could glean the secrets of the "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica" from the story of Shennong Yandi, which was of great importance to him.

Upon hearing this, the spirit of the secret realm became agitated and shouted, "You mean you want me to praise that old bastard Shennong Yandi?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, don't even think about it. I'd rather die than comply. Even if you bury me in a latrine, I will never utter a single word of praise for that old bastard Shennong Yandi."

The spirit of the secret realm was very resolute, as if it had already accepted its fate. It then said to Xu Mo, "By the way, before burying me in the latrine, can I make one last small request? Bury me in the latrine of women, is that alright? After all, you were the one who tricked me out in the first place."

Xu Mo was speechless upon hearing this, feeling that the summoning spirit of the secret realm had a rather peculiar thought process. How did it suddenly bring up the topic of latrines again?

He looked at the agitated spirit of the secret realm, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I just want to hear you tell the true story of Shennong Yandi, I didn't ask you to praise him."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Or is it that in your mind, senior, simply telling the story of Shennong Yandi truthfully is actually praising him?"

He became even more curious. Just how great was the old Shennong Yandi that the spirit of the secret realm could tell his story in such a realistic way, as if it were praising him?

Upon hearing Xu Mo's words, the spirit of the secret realm fell silent, seemingly acquiescing to his statement.

(End of this chapter)