Chapter 51: Robber Cultivator? Home Cultivator!

"Robber Cultivator" sounds like a grand and impressive term.

In reality, it refers to the lowest of the low.

It's merely a name for those who rob and kill to take treasures.

Luo Chen didn't like being a Robber Cultivator at all, even though he had done it a couple of times, but only for self-preservation.

He preferred to be a Home Cultivator, developing steadily at home.

The changes in Dahu Fang didn't seem to affect Luo Chen, the Home Cultivator.

He continued to stay at home, refining pills, practicing qi, and studying techniques.

However, the return of his neighbors, Qin Liangchen and his wife, had a significant impact on his life.

A positive impact.

Perhaps because he was preparing for a life-or-death battle, Qin Liangchen often went to the headquarters of the Broken Mountain Gang to practice and enhance his strength.

He usually returned exhausted.

But when he saw Luo Chen practicing the Traction Technique and the Wind Control Spell in the courtyard, he would always give him some pointers without hesitation.

Luo Chen had always practiced spells by rote, without truly understanding them.

The spell manuals he bought from Wang Yuan had no annotations from experts, just a direct copy, with even the handwriting being messy, making one wonder if the transcriber had ever studied properly.

This state of practice would only change after reaching a higher level of proficiency.

However, under the guidance of Qin Liangchen, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, Luo Chen often gained insights, and when he cast the spells again, it felt as if he had unlocked a new level.

In this way, Luo Chen's proficiency in spells increased rapidly.

In just a few days, the Wind Control Spell, which he had only just started, reached the proficient level.

Qin Liangchen praised him for his intelligence, but Luo Chen felt that having a teacher's guidance was a world apart from practicing alone.

He realized that proficiency didn't just come from rote practice.

Guidance from experts would yield even more.

After half a month, he had already mastered the Master-level Free Roaming Technique and the Proficient-level Wind Control Spell.

These two techniques complemented each other, making him even more formidable.

Luo Chen's short-distance straight flight speed was already on par with late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators.

If he used a flying disk like a lotus leaf, even the tailwind couldn't catch up.

And his agility in mid-air was even better!

Qin Liangchen took some time to practice with him.

Using only the flying disk, if the initial strike didn't work, subsequent attacks couldn't hit Luo Chen at all.

He was just too "slick"!

Like a fish in water, a cunning rabbit on land, or an eagle in the sky, he was impossible to pin down.

After the practice, Qin Liangchen even joked, "If it weren't for your low cultivation level and lack of powerful offensive techniques, I would have asked Old Mi to let you join the battle."

Powerful offensive techniques?

Luo Chen had them!

The Soul-Breaking Nail, the Jade Green Knife, and the Master-level Fireball Spell, which he had developed into the Flying Firefly technique.

Luo Chen was confident that this combination would make any cultivator at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refinement no match for him.

He would even dare to face a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator without good defensive equipment.

Of course, he wouldn't boast about this to Qin Liangchen.

What a joke, the Eighteen Life-or-Death Battles were for ninth-level Qi Refinement cultivators.

Who doesn't have some special encounters or secret techniques?

The flying weapons on the battlefield would likely all be of high quality.

Going there would just be asking for trouble.

Why not just focus on refining pills to earn spirit stones and buy more pills for cultivation?

We Home Cultivators, after all, aim for a peaceful and harmonious life!

Early in the morning!

Luo Chen put a bunch of jade bottles into his storage bag and was about to leave.

Today was the first day of the month, the day of the big market, and he couldn't miss this business opportunity even if he still had some raw materials left.

As he came to the door, he saw his neighbor, Murong Qinglian, starting a stove in the courtyard.

She was burning Green Steel Wood!

This wood contains oil, and a regular stove can't handle it.

Luo Chen also burned Green Steel Wood in a fire pit with heat-resistant bricks, a special wood for refining pills.

Seeing this, he was surprised, "Sister-in-law, what are you cooking?"

Murong Qinglian patted the dust off her hands and smiled, "Isn't your big brother Qin about to go to battle? I bought two pounds of Blood Fiend Tiger bones, which can enhance qi and blood, and I'm going to stew a pot for him to replenish his strength."

The Blood Fiend Tiger is a second-stage beast!

Its bones can indeed significantly increase a cultivator's qi and blood.

Especially for body cultivators, it's a divine medicine!

Hearing this, Luo Chen understood why she wasn't cooking in the kitchen.

Second-stage materials can't be refined quickly with a regular stove and ordinary fire.

Seeing Murong Qinglian's gentle and compliant smile, Luo Chen hesitated and asked, "Sister-in-law, haven't you tried to persuade Brother Qin not to participate in the battle?"

"He won't listen."

"Uh..."

"Lord Mi has been kind to him and has always treated him well. Now that Lord Mi is in trouble and he can help, he can't just stand by."

"Are you not worried?"

Murong Qinglian showed a worried and bitter expression that she hadn't shown in days.

"Worried? How could I not be? But that's just his nature. Once he decides something, even nine oxen can't pull him back."

"All I can do is support him silently and believe he will win."

Hearing this, Luo Chen was silent.

Even as he left the courtyard and walked through the complex and deep alleys to the bustling street, he was still in a daze.

In the world of cultivation, where everyone is out to get each other, is there such a touching love?

Will I, Luo Chen, ever meet a woman who supports me like this?

There was no answer.

Luo Chen didn't want to delve into it.

When he came to his senses, he looked at the bustling street, still a bit dazed.

"Did I wake up late?"

"No!"

"How can there be so many people out before dawn?"

When he arrived at the South City Loose Cultivator Market, an old man and a young girl were busy at the green stone stall.

Seeing the girl, Luo Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Daoist Chen, is this your granddaughter?"

Luo Chen had always known that Daoist Chen wasn't alone.

He had been married in the secular world and later brought his son to Dahu Fang after his wife died.

His son later married and had a daughter.

But during a hunting trip in the mountains, both of them died.

Since then, Daoist Chen had been raising his granddaughter.

Over the years, Daoist Chen had been very frugal, saving every half spirit stone to gather enough money to send his granddaughter to a sect.

Because of his granddaughter, he had to be cautious about everything. During the last conflict between the outer city gangs, he moved to the inner city to avoid any accidents.

Before Daoist Chen could answer, the bright-eyed and fair-skinned girl smiled.

"Is it Brother Luo Chen?"

"I'm Shuyi. Grandpa often talks about you, saying you owe him fifty spirit stones and haven't paid back."

Hearing the sweet "Brother Luo Chen," Luo Chen was happy.

But the next sentence made him a bit embarrassed.

"I'll pay back as soon as I earn the spirit stones, I promise!"

Daoist Chen, standing beside him, was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "I'll believe it when I see it!"

Luo Chen chuckled but didn't argue.

He could now easily pay back the fifty spirit stones he owed Daoist Chen.

He hadn't paid back before because he was still in the habit of expanding production, trying to buy as much raw material as possible to increase his proficiency.

Now that his granddaughter had brought up the matter, even his thick skin couldn't handle it.

He decided to pay back the spirit stones after selling his pills.

Looking at the crowded green stone stall, Luo Chen was a bit at a loss. Where should he put his pills?

(End of Chapter)