Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 39 Undercurrent
It's late at night when we get off work.

The short and fat middle-aged cultivator, Old Man He, who had mocked Fang Jun yesterday, said, "Hey, Old Man Li, are you still practicing after work?

Fang Jun said calmly, "Of course I practice. Why not? Now that I have the elixir, I am one step closer to becoming an immortal."

Old Man He shook his head and sighed, "At your age, there's no hope of building a foundation. Why bother? The Qingling Pill is probably only half effective for you."

"Especially since you are old and weak, the Qingling Pill is probably only half as effective for you."

Fang Jun smiled calmly: "Then why do you enjoy yourself? I cultivate immortality, just like you enjoy yourself. We each have our own desires. If you give up going to the red-light district, I will give up cultivating immortality."

Old Man He was choked by Fang Jun and stopped talking.

……

On the way home, Fang Jun passed by the familiar pastry shop while thinking about the model of Hongyun Sword Intent.

The shop door was closed, and he shook his head, feeling a mixture of emotions.

As soon as the call for the extraterritorial war was issued, all the monks were mobilized.

Even those wealthy people who originally did not have to worry about making a living now have to throw themselves into this sudden wave.

"The general environment is like this, we can only go with the flow." Fang Jun thought to himself.

He began to think about how to turn this unexpected situation to his advantage.

First of all, the Qingling Pill must be obtained.

He had long wanted to improve his cultivation quickly through elixirs, but he had been putting it on hold because he had no effective way to remove the elixir poison.

Now that he had the Qingling Pill, he planned to take the drug as soon as possible to upgrade and strive to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible to meet one of the prerequisites for advancement to Foundation Establishment.

Secondly, he planned to take the opportunity to purchase rare materials that had circulated due to the war to improve the performance of Tianjun Sword and Yuanshen No. 3.

Afterwards, if time permits, he would also like to try to master the two sword techniques in "The True Chapter of Cloud Sword" and "The Black Cloud Sword Canon" while ensuring safety.

Although practicing these two kinds of sword intent is extremely risky and may even lead to madness.

But he believed that with the protection of Yuanshen No. 3, he should be safe and sound.

Finally, let’s see if there is a chance to deal with the Hundred-Year Dusk Grass in my hand.

"Grandpa!" A childish call interrupted his thoughts.

Fang Jun turned around and saw Keke standing on the street corner, her face full of anticipation: "Keke, it's so late, why are you still out here?"

Keke lowered her voice and said, "Mom hasn't come back yet, so I ran away secretly. I didn't listen to grandpa's stories today, and Keke is not used to it."

Koko's mother was originally a wealthy woman who did not need to work, but now that her circumstances have suddenly changed, she must be looking for a way to be exempted from conscription.

Although it is impossible to be drafted, there may be a way to take advantage of the draft.

Fang Jun smiled and asked, "What story does Keke want to hear?"

Coco blinked. "I want to hear the story about the stars. You said that every star in the sky is a huge fireball, right?"

Fang Jun smiled slightly and rubbed Keke's head. "I can't guarantee that. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. I have to see it with my own eyes, or observe enough data."

Keke's eyes suddenly sparkled: "Grandpa! Tell me quickly, why is it a big fireball?"

Fang Jun shook his head: "No rush, this will start from..."

This little girl who accidentally predicted "good luck" through divination is really very close to me.

"Red Cloud Sword Intent Analysis Progress: 10.36%…10.37%…10.38%…"

At the same time, at the other end of Red Sand City, in a dim room.

Keke's mother stood in front of an ancient magic circle and murmured softly, "In the year 1,562, the realms will intersect, and the war between the two realms will finally begin."

Beside him, a dark figure quietly emerged: "Yes, we, the remnants, can finally return to our homeland."

Keke's mother sneered, "That old fellow still thinks he can control everything, but he doesn't know that the Realm Master had already seen through the secrets of heaven a thousand years ago and had already laid out the plan, ordering our ancestors to infiltrate various parts of this world in advance."

The black shadow nodded and said, "How do you plan to deal with the foundation-building cultivators from Hongsha City?"

Coco's mother said calmly: "I have my own way."

The shadow asked: "What method?"

Coco's mother did not answer directly, but took out an item from her sleeve.

This object is a round object surrounded by a layer of green gas, emitting a faint ominous aura.

Seeing this, the black shadow's tone suddenly changed: "How did you get the spiritual miasma? It's a disaster that can pollute a spiritual vein and even infect the cultivators of the entire spiritual vein."

Keke's mother said calmly, "Don't worry about how it was acquired. You're also mistaken. This isn't spiritual miasma, but hidden spiritual miasma. It's hidden until it's activated, so no one can detect it."

"By the time they realize it, the situation has already deteriorated, like a flood, and it's out of control. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator cannot remain unaffected."

"When his strength decreases, it will be time to surround and kill him."

"Well, my clan has shown its sincerity. What about you? If you don't do anything, don't blame us for not participating this time."

The shadow's voice suddenly rose: "What are you talking about! It's been thousands of years, don't you want to return to your homeland?"

Keke's mother said calmly, "Return to our homeland? Ha, you already know it's been thousands of years. Is the mere condition of returning to our homeland enough to make us fight with all our might?"

The shadow was silent for a moment: "Aren't you afraid of the contract deep in your blood?"

Keke's mother stared at the shadow and said, "I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to obtain the Golden Elixir in this lifetime."

Black Shadow: "Then why don't you join the Shanyue Sect?"

Keke's mother scoffed, "The Mountain Sect? It's already decayed. Since that old man took over, many clans have emerged, and the sect's resources have been divided up."

"Even if outsiders become slaves or servants, they only eat leftovers. The so-called resources released through conscription are nothing but the garbage they don't want."

"The foundation-building and core-forming opportunities on the battlefield were also divided up layer by layer, and not a single bit was lost."

Hearing this, the black shadow chuckled: "Hearing what you said, the Mountain Sect should lose this war between the two realms."

Keke's mother shook her head. "That's wrong. As long as that old man is safe, the Shanyue Sect won't be easily defeated. But this is none of our business. I just want to seize the opportunity that belongs to us."

She paused and looked at the shadow sharply: "So, are you willing to pay the price?"

The shadow was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Of course I am willing. After all, the bloodline contract is still in place. We will take action against the foundation-building cultivator."

Then, he changed the subject: "However, even though we have the Realm Master's divine secrets to protect us, the old fellow cannot detect it."

"But beneath the heavenly secrets, there are still techniques for investigation, so we must be on guard."

Upon hearing this, Keke's mother narrowed her eyes and said, "Then, who of you or me will be the one to release the Hidden Spirit Miasma into the spiritual veins of the Foundation Establishment cultivator in seclusion?"

This time, the black shadow was completely silent and didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)