Courtyard House: The Cultivation System Takes Me Flying

Once the golden elixir was completed, the immortal power was boundless.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Nanluoguxiang was already packed with people. Commoners, officials, gentry, and celebrities from all over the country knelt densely in the street, stretching as far as the eye could see, yet it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

Everyone knows that a true terrestrial deity was born here last night.

Golden Core Immortal, the pinnacle of the mortal realm.

Reverence is ingrained in my very bones.

Some people come with their entire families, seeking only the protection of the immortals for peace and good fortune.

Some people, suffering from incurable diseases, travel thousands of miles to kneel and pray, just to beg the immortals for mercy;

Some people spend their lives doing good deeds and sincerely bowing their heads, hoping only for a chance to be reborn in the heavens.

Among the crowd were high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants from the capital, who were usually aloof and domineering, but now they were all dressed simply, kneeling respectfully, not daring to show the slightest airs. Before a Golden Core Immortal, worldly power was like fleeting clouds, utterly worthless.

Within the Eternal Immortal Abode, all was tranquil.

The air was filled with the fragrance of spiritual valleys and the babbling of spiritual springs. Everyone in the courtyard rose early to cultivate, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, their breaths steady and their minds at peace. Qin Lindong stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, his spiritual senses subtly moving, taking in all the movements of the outside world, but he did not pay any attention to them.

To him, ordinary people are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. Whether they admire or pray to him, they are merely embellishments on the path of cultivation and cannot shake his mind in the slightest.

He Yuzhu was now a guardian figure of the immortal abode, possessing the cultivation of the peak of Qi Refining. Surrounded by fire spiritual energy, he stood inside the courtyard gate, calmly gazing outwards. His mere presence caused countless people outside to tense up,不敢前步半步 (不敢前步半步 - a phrase implying they dared not take a single step forward).

"Immortal Lord, there are more and more people outside. Should we disperse them?" He Yuzhu asked, bowing.

Qin Lindong gently shook his head, his voice mild:

"No need. Reverence comes from the heart; forcing it is useless. As long as they don't disturb the peace of the immortal abode, let them be."

"Yes." He Yuzhu respectfully withdrew.

Just then, from among the crowd outside, a person suddenly struggled to his feet, took a shaky step forward, and tried to approach the immortal abode, shouting:

"Please, have mercy, immortal! Please save my child!"

The man was dressed in plain clothes, his face was haggard, and he was holding a child in his arms whose face was pale and whose breath was weak. His eyes were red and his face was full of despair.

The child was suffering from a stubborn illness, and ordinary medicines were ineffective. Hearing that a divine being had descended upon the celestial realm, the child, clinging to the last glimmer of hope, traveled a great distance to seek help.

This step shattered the silence instantly.

Those around him paled and began to shout in rebuke:

"How dare you disturb the immortal abode!"

"Get back quickly! Don't anger the immortal!"

The man ignored everything, tears streaming down his face, and continued forward, begging the immortal to save his life.

He Yuzhu frowned and was about to stop him, but was stopped by a look from Qin Lindong.

With a slight movement, Qin Lin took a step and appeared inside the courtyard gate, looking at the person outside through an invisible celestial veil.

With just one glance, the man felt an immense and majestic aura descend upon him. He trembled and knelt on the ground. At that moment, the child in his arms slightly moved a finger.

"Immortal...please save my child...I am willing to be your slave for generations, and to worship you forever..." the man sobbed uncontrollably.

Qin Lindong's gaze fell on the child, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he immediately discerned the cause of the illness. It was merely a mundane ailment, with blocked blood and qi and weak spiritual meridians; for him now, it was nothing more than a matter of lifting a finger.

He didn't speak, but simply pointed with his finger.

A barely perceptible wisp of golden spiritual energy pierced through the celestial curtain and landed on the child's brow.

Om-!

In the blink of an eye, the child's pale face quickly regained its color, his weak breathing became steady, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened, his dark eyes became incredibly bright, his illness was gone, and he was healthy again.

"The baby...the baby is better?!" The man was shocked, looking at the child in his arms in disbelief.

The child giggled, reached out and grabbed his father, full of energy, showing no trace of illness.

"Thank you, immortal! Thank you for your mercy, immortal!" The man trembled with excitement, kowtowing frantically until his forehead bled, but he was completely unaware of it.

Those around them, witnessing this scene, felt even greater awe and knelt down with even greater devotion.

A single finger can save a life, bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh to bones—what else could this be but a deity?

Qin Lindong spoke softly, his voice gentle yet resonating throughout the entire room:

"Between heaven and earth, cause and effect are orderly."

You are kind-hearted and deeply protective of your child, which is why you saved him.

"From now on, live peacefully, uphold goodness and a virtuous heart, and you will find peace."

"I will remember the immortal's teachings! I will never forget them!" The man kowtowed respectfully, holding the child, and retreated step by step, leaving with reverence.

Through this incident, outsiders gained a clearer understanding of the rules of the Immortal Abode:

Immortals do not disturb mortals, but they are not heartless either;

Those who have good intentions and sincere reverence will naturally receive protection.

Those who harbor malicious intent and offend the divine might will surely be punished.

Qin Lindong's gaze swept across the entire venue, and his divine voice descended once more:

"I establish rules, and all people should remember them."

First, no one may trespass into the Immortal Abode or disturb the people of this academy.

Second, one must not use the name of the Immortal Abode to swindle, deceive, or oppress the good.

Third, having a kind heart, being filial to parents, and living in harmony with neighbors will bring blessings.

Fourth, having committed numerous evils and harboring malicious intentions, they will be punished by Heaven without my intervention.

These four rules, like four grand pronouncements, are imprinted in everyone's heart, unforgettable for eternity.

"We humbly obey the Immortal Lord's decree!"

"We will forever revere and never dare to disobey!"

The sound of kneeling and bowing resounded through the sky.

From then on, four ironclad rules were established in the mortal world, which no one dared to violate.

Some people revered it, some obeyed it, and some praised it; gradually, the world became more upright and virtuous.

In the capital, those who had previously oppressed the people and committed all sorts of evil deeds lived in constant fear and restrained themselves from doing evil again.

There are fewer arguments and more harmony among neighbors;

Filial piety towards parents and doing good deeds are gradually becoming a social norm.

The mortal world was quietly changed because of a celestial abode and a celestial being.

For Qin Lindong, all of this was merely a matter of a few simple gestures.

He turned and went back into the courtyard as if nothing had happened.

Everyone in the hospital saw this and respected it deeply; their awe and admiration for Qin Lindong became even more profound.

Qin Huairu, with her three children, bowed gently:

"The Immortal Lord is merciful and protects mortals; his merits are immeasurable."

Qin Lindong smiled slightly:

"I am not compassionate, but simply guarding my heart."

"If our institution is at peace, then the world is at peace; that is enough."

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong exchanged a glance, both seeing awe and relief in each other's eyes.

If they had continued to scheme and commit evil back then, they would probably be nothing but dust by now, and would have no chance to cultivate in the immortal abode and seek immortality.

As time goes by, the sunlight grows stronger.

Within the Immortal Abode's spiritual fields, seventh-grade spiritual grains ripened automatically, turning a golden expanse and overflowing with spiritual energy; within the spiritual spring, the water gurgled, automatically purifying and nourishing the entire academy; the system operated automatically, points slowly increased, and cultivation steadily improved.

He quietly progressed from the first level of the Golden Core Realm to the second level.

Qin Lindong sat cross-legged beside the stone table. With a light tap of his fingertips, a cup of spiritual tea automatically formed, its fragrance filling the air and cleansing the mind.

He looked at the peaceful people practicing in the courtyard and at the ordinary people kneeling in reverence outside, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

A true immortal with the Golden Elixir is invincible among mortals.

With rules established, the world is in order.

May the celestial abode remain forever, and may the years be peaceful and serene.

No need for war, no need for struggle, no need for toil.

The tea is naturally fragrant, the grain naturally ripens, and the whole courtyard is naturally at peace.

This is the most perfect Tao.

As the sun sets, the sky is ablaze with rosy hues.

The outside world gradually dispersed, leaving behind only piety and reverence.

Inside the celestial abode, wisps of smoke rose from chimneys, laughter filled the air, and peace and tranquility prevailed.

Qin Lindong looked up at the sunset on the horizon, a golden light gleaming in his eyes.

The path of the mundane world has been fulfilled.

The path to immortality has only just begun.