Xuanjian: I am the tenth son of Zhenchi, and I plot to seize the throne from Zhenlong.

"Look, I see it! That wisp of golden energy!"

A few days later, Ye Chaosheng became excited in his dream.

By looking inside his body and following the route he had walked countless times, Ye Chaosheng finally found the tail of that golden aura, although in his excitement, he instantly lost the trace of that golden aura.

But at least he saw a glimmer of hope for success.

Ye Chaosheng took two deep breaths, calmed his mind, and his thoughts flowed smoothly along the meridians of the human body described in the scriptures.

"Golden energy, golden energy!"

He silently recited it in his mind, and before he knew it, he had completed a full cycle along the meridians.

"Huh? Golden energy... So... it was my thoughts?" He came to his senses and realized that the golden energy had been moving along with his thoughts all along, which was why he had been unable to find it.

During his cultivation, his mind was clear and empty, and the golden energy enveloped his thoughts, successfully circulating through his meridians.

"So, I've... entered the realm of enlightenment?" Ye Chaosheng pondered the contents of the scripture, feeling a surge of joy.

These past few days, after finishing his work during the day, he would think about cultivation whenever he had free time, and he would rest early at night, practicing in his dreams. However, he was afraid that others would notice something, so he would wake up from time to time in the first half of the night, without slacking off for a moment.

Fortunately, this cultivation method was able to nourish his spirit; otherwise, if he continued to cultivate like this, he would have lost his spirit long ago.

Ye Chaosheng calmed his mind, carefully studied the experience of his recent success, felt invigorated for a moment, and continued his cultivation.

According to the scriptures, once you truly see that wisp of golden energy, you must let it circulate through your body's meridians ninety-nine times until it reaches the extreme of Yang, at which point it can condense into the Mysterious View Wheel, making you a fetal breathing cultivator. With magical power, you can then use the six arts described in the book.

Before you know it, half a month has passed.

"Brother Chaosheng?" Wang Ershan quietly entered the house filled with hay and walked towards Ye Chaosheng, who was lying flat on the hay.

She quietly climbed up from the side, and just as she was about to push him, her hand was suddenly grabbed. Ye Chao opened his eyes sharply, a fierce glint in his eyes. After seeing the tearful person in front of him, he hurriedly released his strength.

"Ershan, what brings you here?" Ye Chaosheng had performed well this month, and the old man had given him a rare day off, so he naturally wouldn't delay. Since he was the only one in the livestock yard, he decided to sleep during the day and cultivate in his dreams.

Seeing the girl in front of him lower her head and wipe away her tears, he panicked and hurriedly said, "Did I pinch you too hard? Well... let me blow on it for you."

The girl let him clumsily take her wrist and blow-dry it, and seeing his flustered appearance, she burst into laughter through her tears.

She raised her other hand and shoved him on the head with her finger. "Are you still going to marry me or not? Why haven't you come to visit me lately?"

Ye Chaosheng was immediately relieved. He took Wang Ershan's hand and held on even though she struggled a few times. He explained, "Your father... is so fierce. When I came to see you, he wouldn't let me get close and even tried to hit me with a broom."

"You're so stupid! You didn't know you should come sneakily. Look at me, I managed to sneak out." Wang Ershan said irritably, looking at his dazed appearance.

Ye Chaosheng was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Uncle Wang, you look down on me. You're already a farmhand in your family, with your own house. I'm just a slave who raises livestock. I know that, which is why you're keeping such a close eye on me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ershan shoved him violently onto the haystack: "You're so strong! You squeezed me so hard it hurt! And you're still so afraid of this and that? Are you even a man?!"

Ye Chaosheng stared blankly at the girl who had tackled him, his heart pounding. He wanted to say it out loud—he was about to become an immortal, and he would make sure she lived a happier life than anyone else!

In the past two weeks, he had circulated the golden energy through his meridians ninety-three times, and his strength had increased considerably. With a sudden exertion, he pinned the slender girl down beneath him.

"I..." He opened his mouth to speak, but the words rolled around in his throat several times, and he couldn't utter a single word. Finally, he gave up, lay back on the side, closed his eyes, and said, "Shan'er, I will definitely persuade your father to marry you honorably and give you a good life."

"Do you remember when the eldest young master got married? I, Ye Chaosheng, guarantee that you'll be ten times, a hundred times, more glamorous than that bride!"

The girl hugged him tightly, nestled in his arms, buried her head in his neck, and whispered in a nasal voice, "Ye... Lang, I believe you!"

As Ye Chaosheng's cultivation progressed, his courage grew. No longer able to suppress his thoughts, he lifted Wang Ershan's pretty face and leaned down to kiss her.

Wang Ershan widened her eyes, seemingly surprised that her sweetheart would be so bold. A smile flashed in her eyes as she responded eagerly.

Jiang Shi stood silently to the side, flicked his sleeves, and left the house with a sullen expression.

"Brother Chaosheng, no, no, I'll...get pregnant..." The two rolled around on the haystack for a while, and Wang Ershan suddenly woke up. Her long dress was almost torn off by the boy, and she quickly spoke up to stop him.

Ye Chaosheng also snapped out of his daze and quickly buttoned up the girl's shirt, looking quite embarrassed.

"Wh...what's going on? How could I be like this?" Ye Chaosheng was puzzled. He thought he should be a rather dull person, so how did he become so bold?

After tidying up their clothes, the two felt less awkward. They kissed lightly a few times, lay back on the haystack, and chatted casually.

"Brother Chaosheng, I didn't expect you to be so bold. If my dad finds out, he'll break your legs!" The girl smiled slyly. She had known Ye Chaosheng for more than ten years, but this was the first time she had seen him like this.

Ye Chaosheng pondered the tender intimacy they had just shared, and his hands began to wander again, until the girl slapped him with a "smack" and he finally stopped.

"Your dad can't beat me, do you believe that?"

"Hahaha~ Then why don't you dare come to my house? If you dare come, I'll let you kiss me in my own home!"

Ye Chaosheng scratched his head, speechless.

Realizing she had said the wrong thing, Wang Ershan quickly changed the subject.

"Have you heard? The second young master is coming back."

"Ah? That second young master who was taken away by the immortal sect a few years ago?"

"Yes, I heard it from Aunt Wang. The second young master has also become an immortal. He recently sent someone to say that he happened to be passing by and wanted to come back to visit."

Ye Chaosheng suddenly realized, "No wonder that old geezer has been all smiles lately. The Second Young Master was closest to him when he was a child. Does that old geezer think he can rise to prominence along with his cronies?"

"My goodness, Brother Chaosheng, you don't have to go out and meet people, but please don't run around," Wang Ershan warned him, her face filled with fear.

"Yes, I know. Those immortals won't value our lives." Ye Chaosheng was anxious; he had to cultivate to the Profound Realm as soon as possible.

Then, as if remembering something, he gently grasped the girl's hand: "Shan'er, you must be careful too. Serving tea and water inevitably involves contact with immortals, so please, please be careful."

"Hmph, is Brother Chaosheng worried that someone will take a liking to me?"

"You little rascal, if anyone dares to take a liking to you, I'll snatch you back!" Ye Chaosheng laughed loudly, pounced on her, and squeezed Wang Ershan's face until it was completely red before stopping.

"Alright, Brother Chaosheng, I'm leaving now. My dad should be home soon."

"Okay, be careful on the road."