Chapter 7

Chu Jun sat cross-legged, following the incantation of the cultivation technique, focusing his mind on the Yongquan point at the bottom of his foot, imagining himself standing in an endless grassland, with the bright moonlight bathing his body.

After sitting motionless for half an hour, Chu Jun felt only numbness in his legs and a slight throbbing in his temples, with no progress whatsoever. He couldn't help but open his eyes and smile bitterly, "What a load of crap! Everything relies on imagination; I'll end up a fool sooner or later!"

Chu Jun rubbed his numb legs and covered himself with a blanket to sleep. Perhaps due to inertia, his mind was still focused on his right foot. Just as he was about to fall asleep, the Yongquan point on his foot twitched, followed by a warm sensation. Chu Jun's drowsiness immediately vanished, and he sat up excitedly, continuing to focus his mind on the Yongquan point.

Gradually, the warmth in the Yongquan point became more pronounced. Chu Jun tried to guide the warmth according to the method described in the incantation, and the warmth indeed moved slowly along with his will. Overjoyed, Chu Jun realized that the cultivation technique taught by the woman in his dream was genuine. Encouraged, he worked even harder to guide the warmth, which slowly moved up his leg to the ankle and then to the Zusanli point below the knee, where it stopped, refusing to move any further no matter how hard Chu Jun tried.

Chu Jun was determined and stubborn, with a strong will to win. Even if he had to drill through a bull's horn, he would do it. He concentrated his mind and tried to force the warmth to rise. However, as the saying goes, "Haste makes waste." The more he tried, the less effective it became. The warmth stubbornly refused to move, and even a thousand bulls couldn't budge it. Chu Jun's face turned pale, and sweat appeared on his forehead. His temples throbbed painfully, a sign of excessive mental strain. If this continued, he might suffer from chronic headaches or even become a fool. Unaware of the severity, Chu Jun continued to follow the cultivation technique, urging the warmth to rise.

Suddenly, a soft white light appeared between Chu Jun's eyebrows, forming a graceful figure. The figure stood by the bed, staring at Chu Jun, who was pale and had blue lips, and sighed, "What a stubborn guy. It's a pity, but it seems that humans are indeed unsuitable for practicing our clan's cultivation techniques... Hmm!"

Just as Chu Jun felt his head was about to explode and was about to give up, the warmth at the Zusanli point suddenly surged up the meridians, quickly passing through the Shenshu and Dazhui points, and the entire Du meridian on his back was fully connected, reaching the Baihui point on the top of his head.

Chu Jun felt a loud buzzing in his ears, like thunder, and his mind became clear, as if a window had been opened, and the gentle moonlight poured in.

"This is the breakthrough and opening of the Baihui point!" Chu Jun was overjoyed, recognizing the sensation described by the woman in his dream.

The graceful figure standing by the bed looked at the soft light emanating from Chu Jun's head, her heart filled with shock: "This kid actually broke through and opened the Baihui point in just one night!"

The breakthrough and opening of the Baihui point means connecting the meridians from the bottom of the feet to the top of the head, linking heaven and earth, and the moon. From then on, one can absorb the essence of the moonlight to nourish the body and refine divine power, which is stored in the Yongquan point on the foot. The Lin Yue Jue is clearly different from normal cultivation techniques, as it refines the essence of the moonlight rather than spiritual energy, and the storage method is also unique.

After the excitement, Chu Jun followed the incantation and absorbed the moonlight through the Baihui point, the coolness slowly descending through the meridians, nourishing the blood and flesh along the way, and finally entering the Yongquan point on his right foot. Chu Jun felt as if his right foot was immersed in cool spring water, which was very comfortable.

When Chu Jun opened his eyes, it was already bright outside, and the chirping of morning birds could be heard. He stretched lazily, feeling refreshed, and noticed that the pain in his internal organs had disappeared. He lightly jumped off the bed and moved around, feeling no discomfort. Chu Jun couldn't help but be pleased, thinking that his injuries were almost healed, thanks to the nourishment of the moonlight essence.

Chu Jun pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked out, seeing rows of trees and cultivated fields on both sides of the house, with short green seedlings already growing in the fields. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he, a Snow Leopard Special Forces member, would now become a farmer.

"Chu Jun, why are you out of bed?" Duan Li, who had been hiding behind a tree, shouted from a distance.

Chu Jun grinned, "Good morning, Brother Duan. If I don't get out of bed and walk around, I'll turn into a mold!"

Duan Li didn't like being called old, so Chu Jun called him Brother Duan. In reality, Duan Li was not old, being in his early forties, but his weathered face made it hard to believe he was only forty. After farming a hundred acres of land for over twenty years, anyone would look like Duan Li.

Duan Li walked up to Chu Jun, looked him over, and patted his shoulder, finally smiling like a chrysanthemum, "You're a tough guy, indeed. You're almost fully recovered. I can now report to Brother Lin Ping!"

Chu Jun said sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of me, Brother Duan!"

Duan Li waved his hand, "Don't say such nonsense. Besides, I'm getting paid for it. If you want to thank someone, thank Brother Lin Ping!"

Chu Jun nodded. Compared to Lin Ping, he preferred dealing with Duan Li. Lin Ping was very approachable and steady, without the arrogance of the red-clothed girl Ning Yun, but Chu Jun felt that Lin Ping was too cautious and had deep thoughts, making it necessary to be careful when interacting with him.

"Since you have some free time today, I'll take you to see the spirit fields and help you get familiar with the environment," Duan Li said enthusiastically.

Chu Jun followed Duan Li to the Spirit Plant Hall to collect a spirit plow and a bag of spirit grain seeds. The spirit grain seeds were provided for free, but the spirit plow cost ten spirit beans. Chu Jun had eaten one of the ten spirit beans he received from Lin Ping the night before, but fortunately, Duan Li gave him one to make up for it.

"Thank you, Brother Duan. I'll pay you back in the future!" Chu Jun said.

Duan Li waved his hand, "It's a small matter, no need to mention it... Hmm... You don't have any spirit beans left. Here, take these ten spirit beans for now!" He then handed Chu Jun ten spirit beans.

Chu Jun didn't hesitate and took them, saying, "I'll pay you back in a few days!"

Duan Li pretended to be generous, waving his hand, "No rush, wait until you have more to spare!"

Although Chu Jun was young, he was quite perceptive. He noticed the hint of pain in Duan Li's eyes when he handed over the spirit beans. This showed that Duan Li was not a generous person. There were only two reasons for such a person to act generously: one was to save face, and the other was to gain a greater return. Duan Li clearly belonged to the latter, as Chu Jun was brought back by Lin Ping and directly became an outer disciple. Lin Ping was an outstanding inner disciple, and outer disciples usually treated inner disciples like gods. Therefore, the notoriously stingy Duan Li was generous to Chu Jun.

Duan Li led Chu Jun to a plot of land about ten acres in size and stopped, smiling, "This land will be your responsibility. As long as you hand over two thousand pounds of spirit grain per acre, the rest is yours!"

"How much spirit grain can one acre produce?" Chu Jun asked curiously.

Duan Li smiled, "It depends on your planting skills and the weather. If the weather is average, you can expect about two thousand to three hundred pounds per acre. If the weather is good, it could reach three thousand pounds!"

Chu Jun did the math. If the weather was average, he could retain about three hundred pounds of spirit grain per acre, which is equivalent to thirty spirit beans. For ten acres, he would earn three hundred spirit beans, and with two harvests a year, he would net six hundred spirit beans. Compared to the risk of hunting spirit beasts outside the city, this was indeed a much better deal, no wonder so many people wanted to become outer disciples of Zhengtian Sect.

"Brother Duan, you are responsible for a hundred acres of spirit fields. Even if the weather is bad, you still have an income of six thousand spirit beans a year!" Chu Jun exclaimed.

Duan Li chuckled, his wrinkles spreading, and shook his head, "Actually, it's not as much as you think. The spirit grain has to be processed into spirit beans, and a ten percent processing fee is deducted. If there are diseases or pests, you have to spend money to treat them. If you're lucky, you might keep fifty percent. In a bad year, you might lose everything!"

Duan Li's weathered face showed a look of distress, as if recalling a year of total loss. He then smiled, "This year should be a good one. After the harvest, I'll have enough spirit beans to pay the dowry for my son!"

Chu Jun was taken aback and sighed, "Indeed, parents' love is boundless!"

Duan Li took the spirit plow and demonstrated a few times, instructing, "The spirit plow can stimulate the spiritual energy in the soil, making the spirit grain grow better. After plowing, let the soil absorb sunlight and water for a few days before planting. If possible, add some spirit worms to the soil... Also, don't use too much force with the spirit plow, or it might break..."

Chu Jun listened to Duan Li's detailed instructions, silently memorizing the various points and asking questions from time to time.

"Ha, Duan Li, you're only half-trained, yet you're teaching others!" A mocking voice came from behind.

Chu Jun turned around and saw three burly men with exposed chests walking over, their eyes unfriendly.

Duan Li gave Chu Jun a meaningful look, signaling him to remain silent, and smiled at the three men, "Brother Niu, I'm just a half-trained novice, so I can only teach the basics."

The leader of the three men glanced at Chu Jun with disdain and asked, "Newcomer?"

Duan Li quickly said, "Yes, Lin..."

"Shut up, Brother Niu didn't ask you!" The man on the left shouted.

Chu Jun knew these three were the bullies among the outer disciples. He nodded calmly, "I'm Chu Jun, a new arrival. I hope the three of you will take care of me in the future."

The three men laughed, and the leader patted Chu Jun's shoulder, "Chu Jun... Yeah, we'll definitely take good care of you."

The other two men laughed with ill intent, "Kid, work hard. Brother Niu has high hopes for you!"

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**End of Chapter**