Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

[This has left even our little dragon prince speechless; I really want to laugh.]

[This is the most hilarious, most hilariously chaotic, and most bloody observation room I've ever seen. Thank you, I plan to stay here for the rest of my life.]

[Are you crazy? Tan Suiting has never seen anyone with such an outlandish imagination in his life.]

[But I still want to ask, why did His Highness bring these cannon fodder to the Huifeng Hua Sect?]

Why was I randomly assigned a supporting character's perspective in this book? Such bad luck... When will we finally see Xiao Yu Bao become a heartthrob in the cultivation world?

[Then go read the original book, don't come to your father's observation room, thank you.]

[I probably brought him back out of curiosity; five spiritual roots are so rare... When a direct disciple encounters such an oddity, he has to be brought back to the sect to be seen by the elders.]

[Tan Suiting's dual spiritual roots make him a once-in-a-millennium genius in the cultivation world. Xie Weixing's five spiritual roots, aside from the bug that prevents him from forming a spiritual sea, are indeed quite impressive.]

[What nonsense... After Little Jade Treasure enters the sect, he will also obtain his second spiritual root in Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. It's as if everyone isn't a genius.]

[Okay, okay, your Su Boyu is the best, alright? Stop babbling on and on. Talking to you guys makes me feel stupid.]

The comments section started arguing again.

Xie Weixing glanced at his cultivation level, which had reached an astonishing 2200.

As he leaned against the Talking Pavilion, he began to select props with great interest.

That's just how it is when a poor person suddenly becomes rich.

"Hello," Tan Suiting said, "don't you have any backbone?"

Without blinking, Xie Weixing fabricated a story: "I was electrocuted by Wen Fu and had no strength left."

Tan Suiting remained expressionless.

You were just laughing like a fool at Qingyu Gate, and now you're saying you have no energy?

"Really, I feel weak all over, my limbs are trembling, and I'm dizzy..."

While talking, he swiped through the online store.

System: Host, I suggest you buy some items that will help with the plot transitions, such as this Breath-Holding Pill...

Xie Weixing: What business is it of yours to talk to you about this?

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the medicine in the corner.

Therefore, among all the props, only this one is marked with a countdown.

Limited time offer?

Xie Weixing frowned and clicked to view the details.

[Root Spirit Water: Significantly increases spiritual energy concentration and nourishes spiritual veins. Its effects are doubled when used in an environment suitable for one's own spiritual root. Special Note: This medicine is extremely potent; if the user cannot endure the pain during transport, there is a high probability of their body exploding and dying. 500 cultivation points/bottle]

Xie Weixing's eyes lit up, and he bought it without hesitation.

I have absolutely no resistance to things that are limited in time and quantity.

System: ? Did you find our money on the street? You bought poison?

What does "buying props randomly" mean?

[If you ask me, I'd rather buy some spirit power enhancers or something.]

[It's no use, it has a bug; it can't gather spiritual energy.]

[After three years without any spiritual energy, my spiritual root is completely withered. How many items would it take to revive it?]

[Dude, you're supposed to be a cannon fodder male supporting character, are you really going to obediently start cultivating immortality?]

[Don't even mention it... if there really were enough spiritual energy to nourish it, a five-elemental root, can you imagine how incredible that would be? One person could easily take on the entire main character group.]

[Anyone who talks about quality without considering dosage is a fraud. Eating two hundred eggs will cause protein poisoning, and overeating will kill you. The question is, is that even possible?]

[Agreed, it's better to just follow the plot; maybe the ending won't be as tragic as in the original book.]

[This is so interesting, I'm saving this, I'll keep an eye on this observation room.]

*

In Xie Weixing's imagination, one of the five major sects in the cultivation world should have a magnificent gate and a majestic plaque, as well as a bunch of pretentious old men and disciples spouting classical Chinese phrases.

But looking at the peach orchards covering the mountainside, Xie Weixing fell silent.

Along this mountain road, we encountered, but were not limited to: an old lady raising pigs, villagers carrying hoes, and children herding chickens.

"A brief chat!"

A girl in a light green linen dress came running over, tumbling and crawling. She was carrying a basket that seemed to contain herbs. Her face was covered in black soot, as if she had been blown up by something, making it impossible to recognize her features.

Tan Suiting turned his head and saw her, taking it for granted, and even responded with a "Hmm".

"You're back from Qingyu Sect?" The girl tilted her head, her large eyes and extremely dark face making her look quite frightening. "And you brought a handsome young man with you."

After saying that, he took a bite of the wild fruit from the basket.

Judging by his appearance alone, he should be a madman.

Xie Weixing couldn't help but ask sincerely, "Where is the Fenghua Sect?"

Tan Suiting's expression remained unchanged: "Right here."

"Does your sect teach farming?"

"no."

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you're really funny," the girl said cheerfully, her mouth revealing perfectly white teeth, like a global ambassador for Darlie toothpaste. "It's like this, our sect is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. The villagers at the foot of the mountain discovered that the vegetables grow very well here, and they can earn a lot more spirit stones a year, so they moved here."

......

To be able to teach such mentally ill... no, disciples, and to tolerate people farming, feeding pigs, and raising chickens on their own land.

Xie Weixing didn't quite understand, but his intuition told him that something was wrong with this sect.

"Hello, my name is Shen Chunri," the girl said, extending her hand as she introduced herself.

Seeing her blackened palms, she realized what had happened and embarrassedly rubbed them against her light green dress, leaving a black mark. "I'm so sorry, I blew up the alchemy furnace room while I was refining poison today, and my master is after me."

Xie Weixing chuckled, feeling like he was dreaming, and briefly introduced himself: "Xie Weixing."

Tan Suiting said, "He has five spiritual roots. I brought him back to show my master."

"Huh?" The girl exclaimed in surprise, hastily wiping her face. She only wiped it casually, revealing a small patch of her originally fair skin. "Really?"

"have no idea."

*

"I don't know why you brought this back to show me?" Feng Jilan sat under the thousand-year-old peach tree, pointing at Shen Chunri, who was running rampant throughout the sect after being beaten. "I told you to follow the book step by step, but you wouldn't listen. You've blown up every single pill room in the sect. When will this ever end?"

Shen Chunri was slapped several times, then knelt down beside him, clutching his buttocks and crying, "I didn't mean to..."

"At this rate, forget about the sect's grand selection, and forget about being a disciple. Just pack your things and get back to the Shen family. Throughout the cultivation world, who can afford to support a rebellious disciple like you?"

"I was wrong, Master... Waaah, please don't give up on me!" Shen Chunri scrambled over to grab his clothes.

Tan Suiting, standing nearby, remained unmoved, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

Xie Weixing's understanding was refreshed, and he stood there expressionless.

Brother, does your Feng Hua Sect really have a future?