A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao sat there cross-legged, feeling the sea of ​​blood in his spiritual sea that had finally been subdued by the red lotus, and he felt incredibly happy.

With the spiritual sea calmed, the next step should be to examine one's inner demons, then condense a Dharma form and enter the Dharma form realm.

By then, Ji Zuodao will be considered a master, and while it might be a bit early for him to walk sideways, he should be able to walk diagonally without much trouble, right?

Wow, just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

However, Ji Zuodao always felt that the current cultivation system was... a bit awkward.

It exudes a sense of "making do and patching things up for another three years".

When his third master got drunk and started bragging, he said that back in the old days, it wasn't built like this.

The approach taken back then sounded grand and righteous.

Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into the Dao.

Listen to this, now that's what you call a road to heaven!

Just take it one step at a time, blindly rushing towards the ultimate goal of "Tao," how pure is that!

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long.

During the Ming Dynasty, there was a formidable man named Liu Bowen. Whether he had taken the wrong medicine or become obsessed with feng shui, he picked up a sword that he had dug up from some unknown grave and, with a snap, chopped off the dragon vein between heaven and earth.

It was euphemistically called "severing the connection between heaven and earth".

Well, the road is blocked.

From then on, once the Refining Essence into Qi cultivation reached its peak, that was considered the limit.

Further up? There's no road there! Please turn back!

Converted to modern terms, that would be roughly equivalent to the Spirit Sea Realm.

The Qi cultivators at that time were probably dumbfounded, and they all cursed Liu's ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts.

However, the world is lacking in everything, except for geniuses with peculiar thought processes and stubborn young people who don't believe in evil.

Is the road blocked?

fine!

Let's forge our own path!

So, a group of incredibly talented individuals managed to carve out a crooked, narrow path from a dead end.

The general process is: You've got your spiritual sea, right?

Don't just sit idly by, build us a grand and sturdy palace at sea, preferably with exquisite interior decoration.

Even after it's fixed, you still have to overcome a mental or physical hurdle.

It's considered a political vetting process.

Once you pass the political vetting, you're qualified to borrow a tiny bit of the true spirit of a deity whose birth chart is compatible with yours, and use that little bit of true spirit to condense a Dharma form.

Only in this way can a Qi cultivator continue to cultivate, overcome the subsequent tribulations and hardships, and seek a carefree and unfettered life.

What? You're asking why immortals and gods can borrow the true spirit of cultivators?

Hehe, it is said that after the separation of heaven and earth was severed, even the gods, bodhisattvas, and demons were dumbfounded.

Unable to manifest its divine power before the public, the temple's incense offerings are on the verge of ceasing.

How the hell are we supposed to live like this?

Are we going to starve?

Life as an immortal is hard!

Just as he was worrying, the group of Qi cultivators below, who were also desperate and scratching their heads in frustration, came to him, rubbing their hands together and showing a sincere smile that said, "Hey buddy, I have a big business deal to discuss, wanna talk?"

The solution is simple: Dear gods and immortals, lend us a wisp of your true spirit to aid our cultivation.

In return, we'll help you conquer the mortal realm, promote your achievements, and turn your glorious deeds and great supernatural powers into stories and novels, spreading them far and wide!

We guarantee that your name will resound throughout the country, attracting a huge number of believers, ensuring a thriving incense offering, and leading to new glories!

A pair of eyes on both sides—

Good guy!

A turtle and a mung bean have hit it off!

No, it's not that we were in a sorry state... uh, it's that great minds think alike and hit it off immediately!

Thus, a grand "cooperation between immortals and mortals, mutual benefit and win-win" project was launched.

Later, those two famous writers of the Ming Dynasty—

Xu Zhonglin, who wrote "Investiture of the Gods", and Wu Cheng'en, who wrote "Journey to the West", were both prominent figures in the Qi cultivation circle at the time.

The stories they wrote all contained a bit of their own agenda, helping to promote certain gods and immortals with whom they had a good working relationship.

This is mind-blowing, this is amazing...

When Ji Zuodao heard this, he was speechless for a long time.

Wow, even gods have KPIs and worry about losing their jobs!

Indeed, the end of the universe is organization, and the end of gods and immortals is... performance?

However, all these messy "secrets" were told to him by his third master while sipping his wine and crossing his legs.

Whether it's true or false, Ji Zuodao had a big question mark in his heart.

Why?

Because his third master was notorious for talking nonsense; nine out of ten sentences he uttered were rambling, and the last one had to be interpreted in reverse.

Deceiving people is an instinct ingrained in their bones.

Once when I was a child, my third master pointed to an indescribable lump on the ground and made a solemn vow, his eyes filled with unwavering sincerity:

"Little Ji, look, chocolate! Imported from abroad! High-end stuff! The chef specially saved it for you! Try it!"

Ji Zuodao was so naive back then; he actually believed it and almost...

Alas, the past is too painful to recall.

In short, just listen to Master San's words for fun; anyone who takes them seriously is a fool.

But no matter what, the current cultivation system is indeed a real path to survival forged by countless predecessors through sheer grit and determination, and it is imprinted on the Heavenly Dao.

Ji Zuodao, now stands at the crossroads of this path.

Ji Zuodao sat cross-legged in the cultivation room, waiting.

I was so eager to wait, so impatient!

Hasn't the spiritual sea been calmed down?

Follow the procedures, follow the routine—

Next, the grand drama of "Inner Demons Questioning the Heart" should begin!

He's all ready!

He even prepared a whole bunch of witty remarks that were both sophisticated and philosophical, intending to have a good "debate" with his inner demons.

A minute passed.

Not a single word came.

Ji Zuodao remained calm and composed, his mind at ease.

Two minutes passed.

The sea remained calm and still, with only the flamboyant red lotus slowly turning in the spiritual sea, not even a ghost in sight.

Ji Zuodao started to get restless, rubbing his buttocks against the futon: "Hurry up, boss! I'm very busy! It's a matter of millions... uh, tens of dollars!"

Five minutes passed.

Ji Zuodao began to count how many mold spots had grown in the cracks in the corner of the cultivation room.

Ten minutes have passed.

Ji Zuodao even observed how a certain spider on the ceiling persevered in building its web, only to have it blown away by a draft from who-knows-where.

"..."

Ji Zuodao's composure finally began to crack, little by little.

Wait... what the hell is going on?!

Where are the inner demons?!

What about my huge inner demon?!

Is the traffic jam stretching all the way to the outer ring road? Or did you forget to check the Chinese almanac before leaving home and get impounded by the traffic police?

and many more……

Ji Zuodao suddenly paused, as if something clicked in his mind and connected with him.

Inner demons...

One's own inner demons...

It looks like Ji Zhengdao!

Where is that guy now?

Ji Zuodao suddenly remembered, and a layer of white sweat broke out on the back of his neck!

He slapped himself on the forehead, making a crisp "smack" sound.

Oh shit!

Case solved!

No wonder I couldn't get the inner demons to question my heart!

His own inner demons are out there raging, contributing to the cause of development.

He is currently in charge of the national key project "Epang Palace", and is in the prime of his career, so he is very busy!

Who even remembers that your original form is still here waiting for a breakthrough?

Ji Zuodao's face scrunched up like a bitter gourd.

What kind of mess is this?!

Even if someone else's path of cultivation isn't smooth sailing, at least the process is complete, with all the necessary steps included.

Why is it that Ji Zuodao always causes these kinds of trouble?

This is fucking...

Is this targeting me?

Are you a sore loser?!

"Damn it..."

Ji Zuodao slumped on the prayer mat, staring blankly at the ceiling, his tone filled with deep weariness at his own fate.

"I knew it..."

"If my path of cultivation doesn't encounter some unexpected trouble..."

"That's what really caused the trouble."