The End of the Immortal Path

Chapter 87 What if I'm a late bloomer genius?

Gao Mansion.

Looking at his son with prominent dark circles under his eyes, Gao Cunfeng said with heartache, "How about we stop training?"

At first, he thought this cultivation method was good and worth a try.

After all, the person who wrote the cultivation method was already the second in the Six Pavilions.

But in those two months, he realized something.

Cultivation is cultivation, and teaching others is teaching others.

That second-ranked member of the Six Pavilions is indeed formidable.

But he really doesn't know how to teach people; he just teaches haphazardly.

Use your own experience to guide others.

They didn't consider whether others could keep up; people are different.

His son is also mentally challenged.

Does the other person have so many dark circles under their eyes from practicing cultivation? Will they lose weight?
Don't you think there's a problem with how you've improved yourself?

That's incredibly stupid.

How will the family business be inherited in the future?

While cultivating, the chubby boy said, "Father, you don't need to worry about me. I'll be fine. Brother Jiang said that as long as I continue cultivating like this, I will definitely be able to advance to the fourth level of Qi Refining before mid-August."

"I do have a talent for cultivation."

"What if I'm a genius too?"

"He just matured late."

Gao Cunfeng opened his mouth, then sighed and said, "Do you think it's possible that this possibility doesn't exist?"

Little Fatty ignored it; he was determined to cultivate.

He wouldn't marry even if he wasn't allowed to practice Buddhism.

The real reason for saying more is that they're afraid he'll advance to the fourth level of Qi Refining and gain his freedom.

Gao Cunfeng was helpless in the face of this.

There are many members of the Gao family, but very few are capable of inheriting the family business.

Only Little Fatty was there.

Once someone joins a sect, few will return, and even if they do, it's usually to urgently utilize the sect's resources to continue their cultivation.

“What’s wrong with that little girl? She’s good at bearing children,” Gao Cunfeng advised.

Upon hearing this, Little Fatty trained even harder.

With a sigh, Gao Cunfeng arrived at the hall, where Elder Chen was already waiting.

"You just saw it?" Gao Cunfeng asked Old Chen.

"I see. The young master isn't in good condition. We should stop him as soon as possible. His aura isn't stable enough. Forcing him to cultivate could lead to a qi deviation," Old Chen analyzed, drawing on his experience.

Little Fatty's spiritual energy wasn't heavy, but its prolonged circulation, while physically tolerable, was extremely mentally taxing.

Once the mind is lost, the spiritual energy will run rampant and become extremely dangerous.

Gao Cunfeng sighed, "It's a good thing that my son is ambitious."

But he was too ambitious.

It made him feel a little scared.

If I keep going like this, my body will break down.

In case of infertility
What to do?
"Change them. Find an opportunity to replace his cultivation books and burn them all." A fierce glint flashed in Gao Cunfeng's eyes. "I can't let this evil trend harm my son like this."

He then looked at Elder Chen and said, "I still hope that Elder Chen will put in more effort and use a better cultivation method to soothe his body."

Your body now needs to be recuperated.

We must not let them run rampant.

I was just one chance away from taking the books away.

Destroy directly.

He was too kind back then.

Regret.

-

In the days that followed, everyone felt something was different.

June 14th.

Luo Xuan and the others sensed that a storm was brewing.

Especially since the holiday break is coming soon.

The people on the third floor all seemed to be trying to win people over.

The sixth courtyard was very curious.

Just how important is this struggle?

This made the entire Yunqian Company quite different.

In addition, prices have skyrocketed, and the price of pills has reached 695.

We're about to break the 700 mark.

But a lot of people still bought it.

They are all from various families.

It was initially intended for some poor people.

But after that letter was published, it was no longer targeted at the poor.

It was a competition between various families.

For that spot.

What about the poor, what about subjugation?

None of that matters anymore. Now it's basically just about giving them spiritual resources and becoming their henchmen.

That's all that matters.

"Young Master Fang, you've joined too?" Chang Qiwen asked Fang Yong in the sixth courtyard.

Fang Yong nodded: "I have indeed joined."

"Whom does Young Master Fang help?" Chang Qiwen asked.

“Naturally, it’s the Fang family,” Fang Yong said.

Upon hearing this, the others took it for granted.

Can Young Master Fang not help the Fang family?

"Young Master Fang, I heard this is a battle between families on the third floor. Which families are involved?" someone asked.

“The Fang family, the Li family, and the Cheng family,” Fang Yong said.

Everyone admired him, but they received no news.

Luo Xuan asked curiously, "What about Jiang Man?"

Cheng Yu also smiled and asked, "Does Young Master Fang know who Jiang Man is helping?"

Fang Yong pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

It's a pity for the others.

Fang Yong didn't say much either.

The situation is a bit complicated on Jiang Man's side.

He remembered that the Fang family had mentioned that Jiang Man had rejected all attempts to win him over.

I don't know what to do.

At this moment, Zhao Leming walked in and said, "Tomorrow is the official start of your leave. When you get back, you should still practice more, see what you are good at, and find a way out as soon as possible."

After that, Zhao Leming gave some more instructions and then sent the person away.

The third battle will begin in the next day or two.

He turned down all offers of employment for Jiang Man.

Although it's unclear why, Jiang Man clearly had other ideas.

but.
Without the three of them together, there's nothing he can do.

It's really a pity.

evening.

Jiang Man slowly opened his eyes.

His spirits have been rising steadily these days.

He cultivated from the fourth level of the spiritual realm to the fifth and sixth levels.

I thought I could reach the seventh level.

Unfortunately, it remained at level six.

Tens of thousands of spiritual resources plus thirteen layers of visualization techniques are all it takes to achieve this.

Now that the pills are gone, there are still three thousand spiritual resources left.

I need to focus all my efforts on advancing to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

I don't know if it will work.

"The time was still too tight," Jiang Man said with a sigh.

A lot happened during this period, but Mr. Zhao blocked it all.

The other party also informed him of the entire situation.

To let yourself know that the other person has done a lot.

Of course, this includes Mr. Fu as well.

Jiang Man looked at the old ox beside him and asked, "Old ox, what do you think they want?"

"Want some beef?" the old ox said casually.

“No, that won’t do,” Jiang Man said with a smile. “We are very close friends.”

The old ox glanced at Jiang Man, then lowered its head to graze.

After eating some dinner, Jiang Man headed towards the guard post.

Manager Miao was quite surprised to see Jiang Man: "I heard that something big happened in the competition for magic. Are you prepared to earn spiritual resources?"

Jiang Man shook his head: "How much spiritual energy is needed to enter the Spirit Gathering Hall?"

“One thousand,” Manager Miao replied.

Jiang Man was slightly surprised: "No price increase?"

Manager Miao smiled and said, "Even if the price goes up, it won't go up for you. You're a genius from our Gathering Spirit Hall. At this crucial moment, we can even offer a buy-three-get-one-free deal."

Jiang Man immediately took out three thousand spirit resources and said, "Give me a set."

Manager Miao was quite surprised, but still nodded: "Right away."

-

The next day.

Jiang Man walked out of the guard post, and from a distance, his body appeared disproportionately heavy.

Moreover, his footprints were faintly visible wherever he went.

It was as if the force was too great and overflowed.

At this moment, Jiang Man's expression was no longer as somber as before.

He had just returned to his residence when he saw someone waiting for him.

It's Li Yuan.

(End of this chapter)