Chapter 2

It was Friday, and the afternoon was a holiday. Qin Xuan walked around the campus, feeling the distant aura of his memories, and for a moment, he felt a bit melancholic.

In his previous life, he had returned to Earth, where the spiritual energy was thin. To cultivate, one had to find a blessed land; otherwise, it was extremely difficult to cultivate with such weak spiritual energy, and cultivators were almost nonexistent.

Sensing the faint spiritual energy in the air, Qin Xuan spent half a day searching and finally stopped in front of a lake.

The lake shimmered, with green mountains and clear water. The reflections on both shores were like a ten-mile gallery, breathtakingly beautiful.

Mingxin Lake was a key environmental protection area in Jing Shui City and one of the few quiet places in the city. Moreover, the Moonlight Mountain beside Mingxin Lake was home to the city's most luxurious villa district, with properties worth millions, inhabited by high-ranking officials and wealthy elites. Ordinary citizens were rarely seen here, and those who appeared were often rich or powerful.

Qin Xuan came to this place and finally nodded in satisfaction. The earth's veins here were relatively intact, and although the spiritual energy was weak, it was sufficient for the foundation-building stage.

He looked around, found a secluded spot, sat down with his back straight, and placed his palms facing the sky, forming the posture of embracing the origin.

Although he was known as the Green Emperor in the immortal world, the foundation-building method he used in his previous life was quite ordinary, and even some minor sects would look down on it. After entering the immortal world, Qin Xuan inherited the Green Emperor's legacy, which compensated for his past shortcomings and gradually perfected his foundation until it was complete.

But now, things were different. He possessed the Green Emperor's legacy, which even Immortal Emperors envied, so he didn't need an ordinary foundation-building method.

The Eternal Green Scripture!

To forge an eternal body and cultivate a youthful and ageless form.

Even if his immortal power, magical treasures, and divine abilities were all gone, as long as the Eternal Green Scripture remained, his foundation would not waver.

Qin Xuan faced the lake, his mind as still as a dead pond, without a ripple. Gradually, his body seemed to blend with the surrounding environment. Invisible threads of spiritual energy began to gather around him, entering his body and circulating according to the path of the Eternal Green Scripture, eventually converging in his dantian.

If one looked closely, they could see an invisible field around him. The lake's surface shimmered, gently rippling towards Qin Xuan. His breathing synchronized with the environment, containing a certain wondrous rhythm.

Cultivation was divided into eight major realms: Qi Condensation, Golden Core, Soul Transformation, Yuan婴, Void Return, Dao Union, Great Ascension, and Tribulation Crossing.

The most basic realm, Qi Condensation, was also known as foundation-building. Each realm was further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades. The Qi Condensation realm symbolized the condensation of heavenly spiritual energy into the body, forming a spiritual sea, thus distinguishing cultivators from ordinary people, extending their lifespan by three hundred years, and enabling them to perform spells.

The Eternal Green Scripture was a dual cultivation of both the body and the spirit. After foundation-building, it could also absorb spiritual energy to strengthen the body, making it as powerful as a demon.

There weren't many people at Mingxin Lake, and the place where Qin Xuan was located was secluded. Occasionally, someone would pass by, but they would simply ignore him, thinking he was some eccentric. Time passed, and the moon became bright, entering the night.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's body trembled. In the dim night, two streams of white energy could be clearly seen shooting out of his nostrils, with a faint sense of sharpness, tearing the air with a slight sound.

His eyes suddenly opened, a glint of spiritual light flashing in the depths of his eyes, filled with a domineering aura. After several breaths, he finally calmed down.

"Foundation-building successful?"

Qin Xuan looked up at the sky and revealed a faint smile.

The spiritual sea in his dantian was less than ten feet wide, very weak, but Qin Xuan was satisfied.

Foundation-building successful meant he had officially entered the ranks of cultivators, different from ordinary people, and ten years earlier than in his previous life.

"In my previous life, my mental state was flawed, and during the great tribulation, the Immortal Heart was invaded by the Immortal Burial Tribulation, causing me severe injuries! In this life, I will achieve perfection and leave no regrets."

His eyes were like a sword, filled with unwavering determination. Standing by Mingxin Lake, bathed in the faint moonlight, he seemed to be enveloped in a divine glow, like a deity.

"Going back so late, He Yun will be worried again."

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly in the moonlight. He studied in Jing Shui City, and his parents were not around. He was taken care of by his mother's friend, He Yun.

Recalling his memories, he vaguely remembered that He Yun was six years older than him, making her exactly twenty-four this year. According to family relations, Qin Xuan should call He Yun "Aunt," but because of the small age difference, he almost always called her by her name.

He Yun was particularly good to Qin Xuan, even better than to her own younger sister. Therefore, Qin Xuan always felt grateful to her. Unfortunately, after he went to college, he never had the chance to return to Jing Shui City until he encountered a great disaster and saw He Yun only once at his parents' funeral.

Thinking of He Yun, Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh and walked out of Mingxin Lake.

"At this hour, I wonder if I can still get a ride!"

Just then, Qin Xuan paused, as two figures approached.

One was an old man, frail and with white hair, but even so, he exuded an aura of authority, a result of his long tenure in a high position. The other was much younger, seemingly in his twenties, acting as a guard, gently supporting the old man with a respectful expression.

Who would come to Mingxin Lake so late at night?

Qin Xuan was somewhat surprised and couldn't help but look at the old man a few more times.

These few glances made Qin Xuan notice something unusual about the old man. Although his body was strong, his steps were unsteady, and his eyes were somewhat dim.

If his perception was correct, the old man was also a cultivator, with a faint sense of qi in his body. However, the old man had suffered some hidden injuries, which caused these unusual conditions not typical of a cultivator.

"There are cultivators on Earth? From his appearance, he seems to be a martial artist, but unfortunately, his internal strength is too weak!"

Qin Xuan couldn't help but think, his eyes lighting up with interest.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person on Earth and knew nothing about cultivators. When he returned to Earth after a hundred years, everything had changed, and cultivators below the Soul Transformation realm were not worth his attention, so he had no interest.

However, now that he had just completed the Qi Condensation and foundation-building stages, he wanted to learn more about the cultivators of this era.

...

As the old man and the young man walked into Mingxin Lake and saw Qin Xuan, they were equally surprised.

"There are very few young people who still have the leisure to visit Mingxin Lake at this hour." The old man smiled slightly, looking at Qin Xuan with curiosity. Subtly, he felt that this young man was extraordinary, even stirring his long-dormant military spirit, reminding him of the years he spent on the battlefield, facing life and death amidst gunfire.

Danger!

The old man's eyes narrowed. He recognized this feeling, but he hadn't experienced it for decades.

The young man, seeing Qin Xuan staring at the old man, couldn't help but feel cautious: "Maybe he's a heartbroken young man. Old Master Mo, be careful of the cold at this hour!"

Old Master Mo looked at Qin Xuan with some uncertainty, raising his hand slightly, "Although I am old, my body is still strong enough to withstand a little cold."

"It's been ten years since I last returned to Jing Shui City, and the only thing that hasn't changed is Mingxin Lake."

At this moment, Qin Xuan suddenly walked towards the two of them.