Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

The bright moon hangs high, adorned with countless stars.

In the stillness of the night, a few occasional barks of dogs drifted on the wind.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, a glint of light flashing within them.

"call!"

With a long sigh, the boy's eyes shone brightly. In the pitch-black darkness, he looked around and saw every detail clearly.

Since the age of six, he has diligently cultivated for ten years and has now finally developed magical power and embarked on the path of cultivation!

Feeling the thin magical power within his dantian, which resembled wispy clouds, Zhao Xian was extremely excited.

Having lived in this world for over a decade, Zhao Xian felt no discomfort whatsoever, much like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

Especially after learning that there were immortals in this world who could fly and escape into the earth, and that he himself had been found to have spiritual roots, he was even more excited and thrilled.

Suppressing his joy, Zhao Xian still had one question.

Zhao Xianwei closed his eyes, his breathing became calm, and his mind gradually sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

A golden ray rose slowly from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and in an instant, the sky above the sea of ​​consciousness was filled with golden light.

After a few breaths, the golden light gradually dissipated, revealing its true form—a three-legged, two-eared golden cauldron with an ancient and grand design.

"The Golden Sun Cauldron!"

Feeling the message coming from his mind, Zhao Xian was overjoyed.

Heaven have mercy, my cheat code has finally arrived!

As his memories of his past life gradually returned, Zhao Xian searched for his cheat system repeatedly, trying every possible method, but all his efforts were in vain.

Over time, Zhao Xian also gave up on this idea.

To my utter surprise, a cheat code appeared after I entered the path!

Perhaps I should have thought of this a long time ago.

If one does not embark on the path of cultivation, what use is a golden finger even if one becomes an ordinary mortal?

Suddenly, a pale golden river burst forth from the Golden Sun Cauldron, like a cascading galaxy, with specks of golden light floating and flowing within it.

The golden specks of light intertwined and overlapped, eventually transforming into a clear golden light curtain.

Owner of the cauldron: Zhao Xian

[Qi Yun: Floating White]

Lifespan: 16/86

"In this light, if I remain at the Qi Refining stage, my lifespan will be no more than eighty-six years."

Zhao Xian stared at the column of longevity records, then continued looking down.

[Spiritual Root: Fire Root (丙中火)]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Level 1]

[Lucky Golden Pearl: 0]

【技艺】：基础箭术（熟练：996/1000）、松鹤养元拳（熟练：715/1000）、黑虎斗杀拳（熟练：27/1000）

"So detailed!"

While still in shock, Zhao Xian focused his attention on the [Golden Bead of Luck] section, and a message entered his mind from the golden light screen.

After a moment, Zhao Xian came to his senses and looked at the entire golden light screen again, his heart filled with excitement.

The Golden Pearl of Fortune can only be gathered and accumulated by governing a family or guarding a region and gathering the masses.

As for the effects of the Golden Pearl, the Fortune Golden Pearl can enhance one's own fortune, help one turn misfortune into good fortune, accelerate cultivation speed, and break through barriers.

"By quantifying one's own condition, one can clearly see progress when practicing skills, forming positive feedback and even changing one's destiny."

"As expected of the cheat code I've been waiting for all these years, it's truly miraculous!"

After reflecting on his experience, Zhao Xian pondered the wondrous uses of the Golden Sun Cauldron until he was mentally exhausted. Only then did he suppress his joy and fall into a deep sleep.

......

The next morning, as dawn broke, the crowing of roosters rose and fell.

As the rooster crowed, Zhao Xian sat up in bed, half asleep and half awake, and picked up his thin outer garment that was scattered on the bed, and began to dress and fold the blankets.

A short while later, he made the bed, opened the door, and went out.

It was mid-September, and the autumn chill was growing stronger. A slight coolness seeped into Zhao Xian's skin through his thin outer garment, instantly making him more alert.

Squatting against the west wall was a middle-aged man, also wearing a thin coat, whose dark face bore a resemblance to Zhao Xian's.

"Father, why are you up so early!"

Zhao Xian greeted him and walked over with a smile.

"Um!"

Zhao Yi was stuffing tobacco into his pipe bowl when he responded without looking up.

This pipe is Old Man Zhao Yi's prized possession. It's made of wind-milled copper, a genuine talismanic artifact, worth seven or eight low-grade spirit stones.

"Father, I've entered the Dao!"

Zhao Xian didn't keep them in suspense and spoke directly with a smile.

"call!"

Zhao Yi took two puffs on his cigarette and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

Through the hazy smoke, Zhao Yi looked up at Zhao Xian, his eyes filled with disbelief, and tentatively asked, "You've entered the Dao?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian chuckled lightly but did not respond directly. He then turned and went back into the house.

When he came out again, he had a longbow made of mulberry wood in his hand and three feathered arrows at his waist.

With his feet firmly planted, Zhao Xian drew his bow and nocked an arrow, holding the bow in his left hand in front of him and pulling the bowstring with his right hand behind him, his eyes fixed on the south wall.

With a vast land and sparse population, rural farmhouses naturally occupy a considerable area.

From where Zhao Xian stood to the south wall of the courtyard, it was a full fifteen steps, each step being six feet, which is nine zhang.

A rain shelter was built against the south wall, and many farm tools were placed inside. With his eyes slightly narrowed, Zhao Xian had already selected his target.

"middle!"

With a soft shout, the arrow flew out.

One arrow follows another, the arrowhead of the next arrow closely following the fletching of the previous one.

"Clap clap clap!"

Three bowstrings twanged, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xian had fired all three arrows.

"Ding ding ding!"

Three more crisp impacts followed. The father and son looked in the direction of the sound and saw that all three arrows had hit the pitchfork of the pitchfork standing upright in the awning.

"Basic archery proficiency +1!"

A message entered Zhao Xian's mind, which greatly excited him.

At this time, the sun was about to rise, and the sky was just beginning to brighten, but the inside of the awning was still quite dark.

The tines of the pitchfork were no thicker than a little finger. At a distance of fifteen paces, an ordinary person would have difficulty seeing them clearly, let alone hitting the target with all three arrows!

"Good lad!"

"You have mastered the true essence of the five archery techniques, specifically the 'Continuous Strike' and 'Sharpening the Arrow' techniques!"

Zhao Yi suddenly stood up from the wall, walked a few steps to Zhao Xian's side, looked him up and down, and said with great joy.

The term "canlian" refers to three arrows being fired in quick succession and hitting the target, while "yanzhu" means shooting as fast as lightning.

"It's not as amazing as Father makes it out to be. It's only fifteen paces. In archery, the fifth shot requires a range of ninety paces or more."

Zhao Xian said with a smile, but his gaze seemed to be glancing at his father. "Besides, the bow at home is too soft. It can only shoot forty or fifty paces at most. I'm afraid it can't keep up with my current cultivation progress."

Hearing the music, Zhao Yi naturally understood his eldest son's unspoken meaning.

He raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xian's shoulder hard, making Zhao Xian stagger slightly.

"Now that you've entered the path of archery, this soft bow is no longer suitable for you. In a few days, I'll go to the village market and buy you a cow horn bow!"

"Wife, cook a pot of spirit rice porridge! Our eldest son has entered the Dao!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a plump woman came rushing out of the main room, her face full of surprise.

"Brother, you've entered the Daoist path?"

Zhao Xian looked at his mother, Zhao Xushi, who was beaming with excitement, and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Alright, alright! I'll go wash some cured meat right away, let's have a proper celebration today!" Zhao Xu rolled up her sleeves and strode towards the thatched hut, instructing as she went, "Eldest brother, go and wake up second brother and little sister, after they wash up, they need to practice their boxing!"