Chapter 1

Waking up, the sky was already faintly bright.

Feeling his heart, Han Xiaoshu slowly calmed the intense heartbeat and the faint pain.

Getting up from the bed, he put on the hemp clothes and scooped a basin of water from the water tank in the corner to wash up.

After washing up, Han Xiaoshu pushed open the wooden door and looked at the undulating mountains outside and the floating mountain above, emitting colorful light.

Han Xiaoshu said to himself sarcastically, "Every time I wake up, it feels a bit unreal. I've been here for a year, and I still can't accept it."

After a moment, he still picked up an old axe from the pile of firewood and walked towards the forest.

Some men and women also started to come out of the nearby thatched huts.

Without exception, they all wore hemp clothes, with the character "servant" printed on their backs, indicating their status.

Han Xiaoshu came from Earth. In over a year, he learned some basic information from his senior servant brothers.

This place was a cultivation sect called Nan Zifu, located in the mountains in the southeast of Chu State. Although it was a cultivation sect, it was only a two-star sect.

The sect was divided into nine stars, with a hierarchical management system. A two-star sect had several one-star sects under it, and Nan Zifu belonged to a three-star sect called Gu Yue Men. Beyond that, no one knew, after all, they were just servants.

When Han Xiaoshu woke up, he was already a servant in Nan Zifu, and the original owner of the body was also named Han Xiaoshu.

The original Han Xiaoshu grew up in the sect, generation after generation as a servant.

His parents never returned after going out to complete a mission for the sect, so he became an orphan.

In this world, to gain a better status, one could only achieve it through cultivation. Those without a spirit vein could only be servants or ordinary people. Spirit veins were related to bloodlines, and the children of strong people had better bloodlines, making it easier for them to awaken spirit veins.

For someone like Han Xiaoshu, who had been a servant for generations, advancing further was even more difficult. Only one person in several decades might awaken a spirit vein, thus escaping the servant status and becoming a true cultivator.

Of course, as a servant, there was one advantage over the ordinary people below the mountains.

Living in these mountains filled with spiritual energy, the changes in the body were visible.

Even if one missed the best cultivation period, one could still awaken occasionally. Even if one couldn't awaken, one could consider the next generation, making one's children cultivators.

The little fat guy swinging an axe next to him suddenly said to Han Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, you're at the age of tying your hair this year, right? You can go for the spirit vein test next month. If you pass, don't forget about me, bro."

"Sure, every year so many senior brothers go for the test, and it's been how many years since one senior brother and one senior sister were found to have spirit veins and were accepted into the outer sect. You can also be tested, maybe I'll be the one clinging to your leg."

Han Xiaoshu replied with a smile, but his axe didn't stop.

The little fat guy nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah, that's for sure. We're like brothers, after all."

Time passed slowly with each swing of the axe. In the evening, Han Xiaoshu delivered the wood of the day to the supervisor's residence, recorded the quantity, and left.

As a servant, everyone had a specified task. Once the task was completed, no one would bother you.

If you didn't complete it, you would be punished, and in severe cases, expelled from the mountain, never to return.

After dinner with everyone, Han Xiaoshu returned to his small house.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he pulled out a yellowed manual from under the pillow.

This was distributed for free by the sect. Practicing the cultivation method in it was said to improve the body and enhance the conversion of spiritual energy.

Including the previous Han Xiaoshu, he had practiced for five years, but the effect was minimal.

After an hour of cultivation, Han Xiaoshu couldn't help but complain, "In the novels of my previous life, those reborn people had a grandpa on one side and a system on the other.

Even without a grandpa and an awesome system, they could still copy songs and books.

But what can I do here? Write a cultivation version of 'The Tyrant Sect Leader Falls in Love with Me'?

Sell it to the fairies, what a brain-bending idea."

Shaking off the thoughts in his head, Han Xiaoshu propped his hands behind his head and began to think.

In his previous life, he had fallen into despair due to some reasons, with severe chest pain, and then fainted.

His consciousness had been in this world for a year, but every night he still felt severe chest pain, making him feel like he was living again every morning.

Apart from the nightly pain, there was no other reaction. He still worked and ate during the day, and practicing the basic cultivation method didn't cause any problems, which was quite baffling.

As he thought, his consciousness seemed to be dragged into an abyss, and Han Xiaoshu fell into a deep sleep.

"Ouch, damn, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Han Xiaoshu woke up, clutching his chest.

"Why is it so painful today?"

This time, the pain didn't subside with the awakening of his consciousness but became even more intense.

Sweat beads formed on his forehead and cheeks.

Kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with one hand on the bed, wave after wave of pain hit Han Xiaoshu's heart.

Thump, thump, thump, his heart beat more and more violently, as if it would burst out of his chest.

Just when Han Xiaoshu couldn't hold on any longer, there was a sudden "ding," and everything became silent.

All the pain suddenly disappeared.

It was like when people were running and exercising, and when they were near their limit, it was very painful and hard to persist.

But when they broke through the limit, they felt incredibly relaxed, although for ordinary people, this was just a normal state.

But truly experiencing that feeling made one feel, it was really good.

Han Xiaoshu lay on the ground, breathing lightly, slowly enjoying this long-lost sense of ease.

"Dead, dead, dead, it's already intense enough, and now this. If I die... uh..." Before Han Xiaoshu could finish his complaint, he saw an interface appear before his eyes.

At the top was a title-like line: Cultivation Simulator.

Below were rows of parameters.

Spirit Vein Rank

Golden Spirit Vein: No required spirit energy (0/50) +

Wood Spirit Vein: Impure Rank 1: Required spirit energy (0/100) +

Water Spirit Vein: No required spirit energy (0/50) +

Fire Spirit Vein: No required spirit energy (0/50) +

Earth Spirit Vein: No required spirit energy (0/50) +

Cultivation Method

Basic Cultivation Method

Spirit Energy: 0

Seeing this simple interface, Han Xiaoshu was completely stunned. It turned out he had a system, or rather, a simulator.

Han Xiaoshu looked carefully. The spirit veins seemed to correspond to the five-element spirit veins in this world. So, he did have the potential for cultivation, which made him feel good inside.

The plus signs behind the spirit veins should be able to upgrade the spirit veins, requiring spirit energy. How could he obtain spirit energy?

Looking at the gray basic cultivation method, Han Xiaoshu's head ached. Although he used to get instructions with everything he bought, he always categorized them as "no need to read."

But he had never used this thing before, and this time, the instructions would really be useful. Headache, Han Xiaoshu rubbed his head.

Knocking sounds came from the door, "Xiaoshu, are you up yet?

If you don't go chop wood, you won't finish your task today."

With the knocking, the little fat guy's voice came from outside the door.

"Coming..." Putting aside his doubts, Han Xiaoshu got up, washed up, and opened the door to go out.