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

"Let's break through tonight!"

Ye Chaosheng carefully packed away the rake and basket, swallowed the remaining two cornbreads mixed with water, lay back, and silently regulated his breathing.

Ye Chaosheng felt somewhat smug. He didn't know how long it took the Second Young Master to reach the Profound Realm in the Immortal Sect, but he figured it must not be as fast as he had been personally taught immortal techniques by an immortal.

As always, he circulated his cultivation technique in his dream, the golden energy carrying his thoughts soaring through his meridians. After doing this so many times, he discovered its mysteries.

Each time it travels, the golden energy brings out many specks of light from the surrounding void. When it returns to the dantian after completing a cycle, the light remains. After many such cycles, the light has accumulated into a small pool in his dantian.

No one told him what those things were; he simply continued his cultivation step by step, watching the radiance accumulate. Now, this was the last time.

The golden energy returned to his dantian, but Ye Chaosheng's thoughts did not temporarily return to his mind as usual; instead, they remained.

He watched silently as specks of light fell into the pool, which finally reached its limit and overflowed. The vanished golden energy was also drawn in, rushing into the pool and completely bursting it.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, at this moment, he finally saw the complete form of the golden energy.

"So, it was a long snake with claws and horns... What should we call it?"

The pool water scattered, and some kind of constraint was broken. His dantian transformed into a golden ring, upon which the long-horned serpent coiled.

Mysterious Wheel, accomplished!

Golden rays emanated from the ring, transforming into magical power that filled his entire body's meridians.

At this moment, he officially became a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ye Chaosheng slowly opened his eyes, exhaled, and clenched his fists, feeling his strength increase several times over.

"But why..." He blushed slightly, unconsciously thinking of Wang Ershan's pretty face.

Fortunately, after countless practices, he had long been able to control his emotions well and quickly suppressed the abnormality in his body.

Jiang Shi had been observing this situation closely and naturally understood why Ye Chaosheng was becoming increasingly bold in this regard.

"Because he possesses the dragon vein and the cultivation technique he practices is related to me, these changes will naturally occur, and his body will even be stronger than other human cultivators of the same realm."

"Moreover, his temperament has become more aggressive."

"Even the embryonic breathing realm cultivated with this technique is different from that of normal human cultivators. I don't know if it's good or bad. I need to observe it more."

"Everyone is a dragon, truly deserving of the name."

Ye Chaosheng stood up with great interest. It was already late at night, and he wasn't afraid of anyone coming. He walked into the yard and casually wiped some mud off his clothes.

During this time in his dream, he had read the entire scripture by heart, and naturally activated his magical power as the scripture instructed.

"The Art of Cleaning Clothes"

The next instant, pale golden magic power swept around him, instantly sweeping away the dirt and dust from his body and clothes.

"Ah? So clean." Ye Chaosheng was excited to see the effect, but he quickly rolled on the ground twice and dirtied his clothes so that no one would notice anything during the day.

He got up, saw that there was indeed no one around, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly went back into the house. He then found some dry grass and casually pinched it.

A faint golden light flashed by; it was the "Golden Light Technique".

He threw half a piece of dry grass on the ground, lay back down on the haystack, and felt extremely excited.

"With such power, taking the lives of mortals is as easy as drinking water. No wonder, no wonder those immortals are so high and mighty, and mortals are not even worthy of looking at them."

"Now, I'm an immortal too!"

He chuckled and decided to go to sleep tonight and rest for a few hours.

Ye Chaosheng slept soundly, but the two skills he displayed made Jiang Shi envious. His little brother could use magic, while he was still empty-handed.

However, he couldn't let Ye Chaosheng kill him and harvest the vegetables, so he could only pretend to make a couple of gestures, and then he felt bored.

"I will gain cultivation, I will gain magic, I will gain everything."

He could only encourage himself silently, then quickly climbed over the Sun family's courtyard wall and ran into an empty room to sleep.

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Three months later...

"Is it good?" Ye Chaosheng buried the fire in the corner of the yard, turned his head, and looked at the girl who was taking small bites of the egg, a smile on his face.

Wang Ershan didn't answer, a sly glint flashing across her face. She quickly put the remaining half of the egg in her mouth and gestured to the boy with her eyes.

This provocation was too much for Ye Chaosheng, whose heart was already fluttering from time to time due to the cultivation technique. He took a bite of the white egg and the girl's tender red lips, savored them carefully, and then let go.

"Delicious." Ye Chaosheng wiped the girl's mouth, gathered some broken egg yolk in his palm, and tossed it into his mouth, looking quite pleased.

"What's delicious?" Wang Er blinked and asked.

Ye Chaosheng didn't answer, but instead slapped her on the bottom.

Since condensing the Mysterious View Wheel, Ye Chaosheng felt that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger. Originally, the master would give him five cornbreads a day, which he would eat with water. He could eat three times a day, which would not make him feel full but also would not make him feel hungry.

But that's not possible now. He still has those five cornbread buns, and he can only eat them until noon. He drinks a lot of water, but his stomach is still rumbling.

This was the sixth egg he had stolen this month, but he hadn't taken it from the chicken coop. Instead, he had taken it from the basket when the manager's youngest son wasn't looking during the egg-handling ceremony.

His Chengming Wheel had broken through a few days ago, and a smaller, dark blue ring had condensed in his dantian. His physical strength and speed had far surpassed those of the strongest man in the village.

With the aid of his concealment technique, stealing a few eggs was completely undetectable to the naked eye. However, those few eggs were barely worth eating, and he remained hungry most of the time.

"Perhaps, we should eat something bigger, like... a whole chicken? Meat, I really want to eat it." Ye Chaosheng licked his lips, looked at the chicken coop, and felt a little longing.

He did get to eat meat last month, not because the master was being merciful, but because the second young master came in a hurry, only exchanged a few words with the master outside the village, and then left in a hurry.

The host prepared a lavish feast, which naturally wouldn't be shared with the servants. So they had to eat slowly, and under the cover of night, he secretly took a lot of meat.

"Brother Chaosheng, what are you thinking about?" Wang Ershan asked when she saw Ye Chaosheng staring straight at the chicken coop. "You still want to eat eggs? The manager will whip you again if he finds out. Don't eat them. I'll bring you cornbread next time, okay?"

Wang Ershan also ate two this month, thinking that Ye Chaosheng had stolen more from the chicken coop. This was already too much; in previous years, he would only take one a month at most, so she couldn't help but be a little worried.

Ye Chaosheng waved his hand and chuckled, "It's nothing. I was just thinking that if you have a baby later, I'll definitely catch two chickens and make soup for you."

Upon hearing this, even the usually proactive girl blushed and spat out, "Who...who wants to have your child? Aren't you ashamed?"

Then she added with some concern, "Brother Chaosheng, you've changed a lot lately. Did my father say something to you in private?"

Ye Chaosheng felt a chill run down his spine. He had changed quite a bit recently. Others might not notice, but Ershan, who had grown up with him since childhood, could.

"No, Uncle Wang is fine. I just wanted to marry you as soon as possible so I could take better care of my health and raise enough money to buy my freedom." Ye Chaosheng touched his nose, his eyes looking a little unnatural.

This demeanor, however, made the girl more reassured.

"You can't fool me, he must have told you something!" Wang Ershan said angrily, then remained silent for a long time before awkwardly saying, "How about... Brother Chaosheng... I... we, just... that..."

"Hmm?" Ye Chaosheng looked at Wang Ershan, whose face was flushed, with a puzzled expression.

She then uttered a shocking statement: "Let's have a baby! Then we'll see if my dad will acknowledge it!"

"Pfft~ Haha, silly girl, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you're already having a baby." Ye Chaosheng sneered.

Wang Ershan blushed to the roots of her neck: "You...how did you know...who told you to touch me like that?"

Ye Chaosheng was stunned, and Wang Ershan was also stunned to see him like this.

The courtyard remained silent for a long while.

"You're bullying me, I'm not talking to you anymore!" Wang Ershan ran away with a sob in her voice.