A ruthless bandit from the celestial realm, he began his cultivation journey after kidnapping the Em

Before long, the ground was covered with bottles, jars and various other items, almost forming a small mountain.

Looking at the spoils before him, Ye Chen's face beamed with joy, and he was overjoyed.

"Robbery is definitely faster, huh? What future is there in honestly doing menial tasks?"

If he had worked in the menial office his whole life, he probably wouldn't have accumulated this much wealth.

His gaze fell on an old-fashioned book. He bent down, picked it up, and took a closer look.

"Introductory Qigong Techniques!"

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he became excited.

This was the cultivation technique he had always wanted, and he never expected to obtain it so easily...

He seemed to see himself fighting the black-robed man and rescuing his sister Ye Qing'er.

He eagerly opened the manual in his hand, and a series of obscure and difficult-to-understand texts came into view. Fortunately, there were also illustrations of the key points of the movements, which made it much easier to understand.

Ye Chen immediately sat cross-legged on the ground as instructed, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and silently recited the Qi-guiding incantation...

When the mind is free of distractions, all five senses are activated!

With each breath, the world seemed to quiet down.

"Snoring..."

"Snoring."

Before we knew it, a snoring sound filled the courtyard...

As a trickle of saliva dribbled down the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen suddenly woke up, looked at the courtyard in front of him, and frowned slightly.

"Holy crap, asleep?"

"Something's not right with this Qi cultivation technique..."

He muttered to himself.

Recalling his thoughts just now, he realized that he had been diligently studying the techniques according to their principles, but instead of sensing any spiritual energy, he had fallen asleep...

This technique was practically hypnotic to him!

"How could this happen..."

"There's absolutely no spiritual energy around?"

"Could it be because... I lack spiritual roots, so I can't sense spiritual energy?"

Ye Chen gradually realized that something was wrong.

If it really is a problem with his spiritual root, then he'll never be able to cultivate in this lifetime?

Even if you have cultivation techniques, it's all for nothing if you can't sense spiritual energy.

Unwilling to give up, Ye Chen flipped through the introductory Qi cultivation technique in his hand again, memorizing every detail. Then he closed his eyes and continued to comprehend spiritual energy...

Time passed second by second...

"Gurgle..."

"Um?"

Just as Ye Chen was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly woke up with a start, only to find that he had fallen asleep again.

Oh no, I really can't sense any spiritual energy anymore.

What should I do?

He was getting a little anxious. If he couldn't cultivate, how could he save people?

When Liu Ruyan comes looking for him, seeing that he has no cultivation whatsoever, she'll probably stab him to death with a single sword strike...

Never mind, let's go back first and talk about it later...

Ye Chen looked up at the sky. It was getting late. If he didn't leave soon, people might notice something was amiss, and he wouldn't be able to leave even if he wanted to.

He immediately got up and stuffed all the pills, spirit stones, and magical artifacts on the ground into his storage bag. His gaze fell on the young man's corpse, and he was troubled.

He tried to put the body into the storage bag, but failed, meaning the storage bag couldn't hold a person.

Disciples pass by outside the courtyard from time to time; dragging a corpse out would definitely attract attention.

Ye Chen thought for a moment, his gaze falling on the shovel in the corner, and an idea immediately came to him.

Murder and bury the body; that's the easiest way to dispose of it.

He simply dug a pit in the yard, and with his strong physique and amazing strength, he dug a large pit in no time.

"Thump!"

Ye Chen threw the young man's body in, then began to fill it with soil and bury it, finally tamping the ground down completely.

"Mission accomplished!"

He tossed the shovel aside, dusted off his hands, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking around and seeing that he hadn't forgotten anything, he turned and walked towards the gate, closing it behind him as he left...

He encountered many female disciples on the way, but they remained calm and composed, and no one paid any attention to him, a menial servant.

After nearly an hour's journey along the mountain path, Ye Chen returned to the servants' quarters and ran into Wang Hao, the steward who had previously assigned him the task.

"You, come here!"

Wang Hao glanced at Ye Chen and called out.

Seeing this, Ye Chen reluctantly walked over.

"Why are you so late?" Wang Hao asked, staring at him.

Ye Chen's face darkened, and he said in a muffled voice.

"Xianxia Peak is too far away. It takes an hour to walk there, and two hours round trip..."

I thought to myself, "Don't you have any sense of why it's so late?"

Wang Hao seemed to understand this as well; he was just picking a fight because he didn't like him.

"Have you done what I told you to do?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"no."

Before Wang Hao could get angry, he had already prepared his excuse...

"Senior Sister Lin isn't in the courtyard..."

"I waited at the door for a long time, but no one opened it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao frowned.

"Not here? How could that be..."

He glanced at Ye Chen, feeling uneasy, and narrowed his eyes.

"If I find out you're lying, you'll be sorry!"

"Go on, get up early and get to work tomorrow..."

After giving Ye Chen a warning, he told him to leave, secretly planning to catch him red-handed sooner or later and teach him a lesson.

Ye Chen sensed Wang Hao's hostility towards him and was displeased, but he didn't lash out on the spot. After all, he had just killed someone, and making a scene might arouse suspicion...

He turned and walked inside. After walking all day along the mountain path, his stomach was growling with hunger, and the aroma of food made him quicken his pace...

It got dark.

After dinner, the handyman disciples almost all returned to their respective rooms to rest. After a day's work, they were at their physical limit, and many of them didn't even have the strength to speak.

As Ye Chen stepped into house number 1001 with its green tiles, a pungent, sour stench, as if it had been rotting for hundreds of years, assaulted his nostrils...

"vomit..."

He almost vomited from the smell.

Even living in Black Cloud Village, the environment wasn't this harsh.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, he might be pickled and seasoned, so he quickly left the house.

If he didn't sleep in a house, he would have nowhere else to go.

Ye Chen looked up at the dark mountains and forests around him, and noticed a large rock in the woods not far away. He immediately walked over to it.

The large bluestone, several meters long, is large enough for a person to lie down comfortably.

He was used to spending hours in the mountains during robberies, and now, lying on the smooth bluestone, he felt completely comfortable...

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, raised his hand and flipped it over, and a purple-gold gourd immediately appeared in his palm.

He pulled out the cork and looked down inside.

The liquid at the bottom of the gourd rose considerably, and Lin Qinshuang was completely submerged in the water, soaking wet and looking quite disheveled. Her spiritual energy had dissipated completely, making her no different from an ordinary person.

She seemed to realize that Ye Chen was watching her, and hurriedly cried out loudly.

"Junior brother, please let me out..."

"I...I know I was wrong."

"I'll do anything you ask if you let me go..."

"Junior brother, I beg you..."