Chapter 6

In the small wooden house at the foot of Thunder Sound Mountain in Wulei City, Chu Jun lay quietly on a bed, his chest rising and falling slightly, breathing evenly and steadily. Outside the window, insects chirped, the atmosphere peaceful and tranquil, with no sound of beasts roaring.

Suddenly, a gentle light shone from between Chu Jun's eyebrows. The light, as if it had a will of its own, slowly emerged and transformed into a graceful woman, her body bathed in the soft moonlight, her face indistinct. The woman stood by Chu Jun's bed and observed for a while, muttering to herself, "He's clearly a weak physical cultivator, so how can he have the ability to heal himself?"

The woman pondered for a moment and said to herself, "The sun and moon hanging in the sky, perhaps it really can be tried!"

In his dream, Chu Jun found himself in the quiet valley again, with a full moon hanging in the sky. Chu Jun glanced around the valley and muttered to himself, "Why am I dreaming of this place again?"

"Are you called Chu Jun?" A dry and cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Chu Jun turned around abruptly and saw a figure standing quietly behind him, bathed in the soft moonlight, making it impossible to see her face, but he could tell it was a woman.

Chu Jun nodded and said, "Yes, why do I keep dreaming of you?"

"Very simple, I live in your sea of consciousness!" The woman's voice was dry and cold, devoid of any emotion.

"Sea of consciousness? You mean you live in my head?" Chu Jun asked, surprised.

"Exactly, you can understand it that way!"

"Who are you, and what is your purpose?" Chu Jun asked with a serious face, feeling very uncomfortable at the thought of a strange person living in his head.

The woman seemed to pay no attention to Chu Jun's questioning and said indifferently, "I like to live where I like, you'd better behave, or you'll suffer!"

Chu Jun felt a chill, realizing that this strange person could easily enter his mind and kill him. The woman saw Chu Jun's silence and said, "You don't need to be afraid, I don't live in your head for nothing. In exchange, I can teach you a cultivation technique!" This was a typical case of giving a sweet reward after a harsh punishment.

Chu Jun asked doubtfully, "What kind of cultivation technique, martial arts?"

The woman was clearly taken aback and said coldly, "Of course it's a cultivation technique, are you really ignorant or just pretending?"

Chu Jun's heart stirred, and he asked, "Is it the kind that can generate electricity?"

Chu Jun was deeply impressed by Zhao Yu's ability to generate electricity from his sword. If there was such a technique, it would be good to learn it, especially since the hope of returning to his original world was now very slim. Survival of the fittest, those who don't adapt will be eliminated. To survive in this world, he needed to adapt and become stronger.

"No!" The woman said indifferently, "That kind of technique is nothing compared to mine!"

The woman seemed to disdain Chu Jun's admiration for the electricity-generating technique. Chu Jun asked half-believing, half-doubting, "Is your technique really that powerful?"

"Rising to the heavens, riding the wind for thousands of miles, eternal life!" The woman said proudly.

Chu Jun snorted, thinking, "Blowing hot air, eternal life indeed!"

"Do you want to learn or not?" The woman seemed to be irritated by Chu Jun's indifferent expression, her cold voice tinged with anger.

Chu Jun suddenly remembered that this strange person lived in his head. If he angered her, she could easily kill him. He quickly said, "I want to learn!"

Although his tone and expression seemed fake, the woman seemed satisfied and nodded, her voice returning to its emotionless coldness, "My technique is divided into two parts, one is the Cold Moon Technique, the other is the Fiery Sun Technique. I will first teach you the first level of the Cold Moon Technique. If you can cultivate the first level of the Cold Moon Technique, I will teach you the first level of the Fiery Sun Technique!"

Chu Jun nodded perfunctorily. The woman's voice turned cold and stern, "If you can't cultivate the first level of the Cold Moon Technique... hmm!"

The woman didn't specify what would happen, just used "hmm" to replace it. This vague threat seemed more effective than a clear statement. Chu Jun felt a chill and straightened up almost reflexively, thinking, "She won't eat my brain, will she?"

"I will first teach you the first level of the Cold Moon Technique, remember it carefully!" The woman said indifferently.

Chu Jun's memory was not bad, and he quickly memorized the technique the woman taught him. The woman nodded in satisfaction and instructed, "Practice the technique every night. If you can't break through and open your acupoint in ten days... hmm!"

Chu Jun felt a chill, thinking, "What does this strange woman really want? She says she's teaching me the technique in exchange for living in my sea of consciousness, but it seems like she's forcing me to practice!"

...分割线...

In the early morning, Chu Jun was woken by voices outside the house.

"Has he woken up yet?" Lin Ping's voice came in.

"Not yet, with such severe injuries, it's already a miracle he survived, how could he wake up so quickly!" A stranger's voice replied.

"Notify me when he wakes up!" Lin Ping said indifferently.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" The stranger replied respectfully.

Then came the sound of footsteps fading away, indicating that Lin Ping had left. Chu Jun opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, quietly recalling the events before he lost consciousness and the first level of the Cold Moon Technique taught by the woman in his dream.

Chu Jun was still pondering whether it was a dream or not when the door of the small wooden house was pushed open, and a head with gray hair poked in, the face weathered and rough, clearly a person from the lower strata of society.

"Ah, you're awake!" The man exclaimed in surprise, stepping in and coming straight to the bed.

Chu Jun smiled kindly and asked, "Old man, where is this place?"

The "old man" turned black in the face and said, "Do I look old?"

Chu Jun was taken aback. With a head full of white hair and wrinkles that could trap a fly, how could he not look old?

"My name is Duan Li, I've been taking care of you these past few days!" The weathered man said indifferently, "This is Zhengtian Sect, Senior Brother Lin Ping brought you back. You're quite lucky, to survive such severe injuries!"

"Thank you, Old... Brother Duan, for your care!" Chu Jun said gratefully.

Duan Li's wrinkles spread like a chrysanthemum, and he chuckled, "No need to thank me, I was paid by Senior Brother Lin!"

...分割...

Lin Ping withdrew his two fingers from Chu Jun's wrist, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He said curiously, "Your injuries are already eighty percent healed!"

Chu Jun nodded and said, "All thanks to Brother Lin's treatment!"

Lin Ping smiled and said, "From now on, you should call me Senior Brother Lin!" As he spoke, he handed Chu Jun a black waist tag.

Chu Jun took the waist tag in surprise, and Lin Ping took out a porcelain bottle and placed it beside the bed, continuing, "This is the reward of ten spirit beans I promised you last time. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll leave. When you recover, Duan Li will take you to receive your assigned spirit fields. If you have any questions, you can ask him!" With that, he stood up and left.

Chu Jun held the waist tag and the porcelain bottle, still not fully comprehending. From Lin Ping's tone, it seemed like he was giving Chu Jun a great favor. The unquestionable imposition made Chu Jun very uncomfortable.

Duan Li, with his weathered face, looked enviously at the black waist tag in Chu Jun's hand and said, "Kid, you're really lucky. You've just joined and are already an outer sect disciple of our sect. My son hasn't even qualified to join yet, he can only wait to take over my position after I retire!"

"Many people compete to become outer sect disciples of Zhengtian Sect?" Chu Jun asked, pouring a golden spirit bean from the porcelain bottle and examining it.

Duan Li looked at Chu Jun with a strange expression and said proudly, "Of course, becoming an outer sect disciple means having a stable income and not having to go out of the city to do dangerous work. Many physical cultivators compete to become outer sect disciples!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but ask, "What kind of work do outer sect disciples do?"

Duan Li explained proudly, "Mainly planting, raising, and forging, as well as handling daily chores within the sect!"

...分割...

At night, a full moon hung in the sky.

Chu Jun lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, digesting the information he had learned from Duan Li. According to Duan Li, after he recovered, he would follow Duan Li to plant something called spirit grain, which was the staple food of the people here, similar to rice and wheat in the future.

Chu Jun poured a spirit bean and sniffed it, finding no smell. He chewed it and found it sweet. Duan Li had said that these golden spirit beans were made from refined spirit grain, with ten pounds of spirit grain needed to make one spirit bean. Eating one spirit bean would satisfy hunger for several days. Since spirit beans could be stored for thousands of years and were a necessity of life, they had become a form of currency.

Chu Jun swallowed a spirit bean and felt a warm sensation spread in his stomach, immediately dispelling his hunger without the discomfort of overeating. He thought, "It's indeed a good thing, saving time and effort. If experts in the future could invent such a thing, it would be a revolutionary advancement!"

Putting away the porcelain bottle, Chu Jun took out the three fire ape beast crystals, which felt warm in his hand. Duan Li had said that one first-level beast crystal could be exchanged for a hundred spirit beans, and a second-level beast crystal for ten times that amount. Spirit beans contained a trace amount of spiritual energy, which cultivators could absorb to cultivate, while physical cultivators could use the spiritual energy to nourish their bodies. The spiritual energy content in beast crystals was much higher than in spirit beans, and wealthy cultivators preferred to use beast crystals for cultivation. Physical cultivators could only absorb spiritual energy by eating, and thus could not consume beast crystals, making them useful only to cultivators.

Although beast crystals were not useful for physical cultivators' cultivation, they still valued them because one beast crystal could be exchanged for ten times the amount of spirit beans. If a trip outside the city could yield one beast crystal, it would be a significant income, so many physical cultivators were willing to risk their lives to hunt spirit beasts.

Chu Jun put away the three first-level beast crystals and looked at the ceiling idly. Suddenly, he remembered the Cold Moon Technique taught by the woman in his dream. Since he had nothing else to do, he decided to give it a try.

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