Another Day of Doing Nothing

Night.

All is quiet.

Insects chirp softly, and warm streams bubble.

Light mist fills the surface of the bathing tub, drifting with fragrant flowers and plants, like a fairyland in the melting moonlight.

Amidst the shifting water mist, a cascade of black hair spreads out, resembling a dark spring cascading into a waterfall, breathtakingly beautiful.

Lingzhou Yue lies half-reclined against the edge of the bathing tub, her slender, jade-white arms holding a wine bamboo tube.

Xiao Ran's extraordinary performance has caught her attention.

She had originally hoped Xiao Ran would never practice Qi, but for someone as lucid as him to be unable to cultivate for a lifetime is indeed quite a great pity.

Filial piety is precious, but she values even more Xiao Ran's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao through his architectural craftsmanship, which far exceeds her own.

Given this, she decides that even if Xiao Ran can never practice Qi, she will do her utmost to prolong his life.

What is more, he is so sensible and filial, and his appearance is also pleasing.

Such a treasured disciple is a rare commodity and must be well protected.

Yet, as a supreme expert of a generation, she does not dwell too much on such matters.

However, this disciple is indeed a treasure; even if he cannot practice Qi, she has already thought out a plan to forcibly extend his life.

Her gaze pierces through the mist, looking at her reflection in the water—her long-overdue, clean self.

So I am still a woman after all...

Thinking this, she shakes her head again, raises her arm, and gulps down a pot of wine.

The murky, cheap wine is like heavenly dew, flowing down her neck toward the snow mountains and merging into the sea.

The old pine by the cliff.

Moonlight is like water.

A cool breeze gently blows, seemingly able to stir ripples within the watery moonshadows.

Xiao Ran sits cross-legged on the thick pine roots, breathing in and out, meditating quietly, pretending to be cultivating.

In reality, he is waiting for wool.

Wool grows on the sheep, and finally—

Congratulations to the host for acquiring 12 Filial Piety Points!

Congratulations to the host for acquiring 8 Filial Piety Points!

Congratulations to the host for acquiring 5 Filial Piety Points!

Congratulations...

Good lord! Although he is unclear about the specific filial deeds corresponding to the Filial Piety Points, this wave is a bloody jackpot! Xiao Ran calculates carefully and finds that they have actually increased by a full thirty Filial Piety Points.

He looks toward the disciple quarters, as if through the wall, he can see the overflowing Filial Piety Points on Master.

Master is simply amazing! Next.

He needs to tidy up.

Utilizing the ring-opening buckle sent by Lin Yunzi, he takes out the standard sword, spare disciple uniform, and everything else from the standard storage ring and puts them into the system storage space.

For a transmigrator, the system is the safest place.

System Panel.

Host: Xiao Ran.

Cultivation Level: Mortal.

Master: Lingzhou Yue.

Filial Piety Points: 34.

Skill: Max Level Architecture.

Storage: Spirit Stone × 7; Space Ring × 1; Sword × 1; Zongzhi Mountain Disciple Uniform × 1; Ring-Opening Buckle × 1; Kite Talisman × 8; Original Fragment of Myriad Resonance × 1.

Shop: Can be opened with Mind Concentration.

Accumulating 34 Filial Piety Points, he can boldly and confidently purchase the Art of Resonance.

Holding the heart-method fragment, Xiao Ran triggers the heart-method purchase prompt once again.

Heaven-Tier cultivation method detected—Fragment of Myriad Resonance. Although this cultivation method is still in a sealed state within the shop, the host now possesses the original fragment, and by consuming only 10 Filial Piety Points, this mortal-tier cultivation method can be learned... Confirm purchase?

He remembers that in the previous prompt box, there was no option to confirm the purchase.

Xiao Ran thinks to himself that it was probably because the system judged his Filial Piety Points to be sufficient that it appeared.

Much like going to a shop, you have to dress like a wealthy person before the clerk will actively ask about your willingness to buy.

What a realistic system indeed.

Heh, this daddy is a madman of filial piety, and he is not short on money!

"Purchase."

Congratulations to the host for learning the Heaven-Tier cultivation method: Myriad Resonance!

Xiao Ran's mind buzzes, instantly sublimating.

In just a split second, his Sea of Consciousness becomes as clear as a starry sky.

His entire body seems to dissolve right where he is, transforming into a wisp of spiritual energy that merges into heaven and earth, Dao law, and nature...

Entering the interior of all things, listening to their "sounds."

Murmuring streams, rustling insects, withered pines soughing, strange rocks in silence, wisps of lingering mist, leisurely flying cranes...

The sounds are very faint, but the self-resonating spiritual frequencies of all things are clearly discernible.

Even for a single moment, he can hear Master, who is currently bathing, thinking of him.

She must have been moved to tears by my filial piety! Xiao Ran thinks to himself.

Soon, he discovers that Master has already fallen asleep soaking in the bathtub.

However, he has no intention of reminding Master.

He thinks that when dawn breaks and Master soaks until her skin is all wrinkled, won't she beg him to manually smooth them out? Won't that be another wave of Filial Piety Points when the time comes? What a filial disciple I am!

I don't know if it's because entering the sect on the first day was too exciting, or if the spiritual energy was so abundant that it made people feel refreshed, or if harvesting Master's wool was too thrilling, or if the Art of Resonance made his divine soul clear...

In short, he actually doesn't feel tired at all right now.

Good, full of spirit!

He suddenly discovers that not only is his heart method lucid, but his whole body's meridians and acupoints also feel much smoother, his physique is greatly enhanced, and he seems to have acquired the strength of the Body Tempering Realm...

As expected of a mind-cultivating player; others toil bitterly by taking pills and meditating without leveling up much, but look at him—with a single moment of enlightenment, he ascends to heaven in broad daylight.

However, a heart method is just a heart method; it still needs to be integrated into cultivation methods and practiced into skilled routines to truly possess combat power.

Xiao Ran decides to practice a cultivation method first!

He tries fist techniques first.

He doesn't know any fist techniques either; clenching his fists tightly, standing by the cliff, he smashes out a wild-turtle punch toward the sea of clouds under the moon!

This punch looks unremarkable, yet it is like a stone falling into a calm lake, stirring a ripple in the air.

Bang! His punch force instantly resonates with the air, expanding with a deafening roar.

The punch force accelerates instantly, soon resonating with the spiritual energy of the sea of clouds.

Bang! The punch force accelerates once more, and finally ends up resonating with space itself...

Bang! Three sounds burst forth—

The power goes through three layers of superposition, making the punch force vigorous and the punch speed like lightning.

It actually travels a hundred zhang away, shattering a hole in the moonlit sea of mist that fails to close for a long time...

At this moment, Xiao Ran understands that he doesn't need to practice at all.

The Art of Resonance encompasses divine sense; once the heart method is mastered, everything is mastered.

Even the method of exerting force is an extremely precise bone-and-muscle resonance style!

What need is there to practice techniques? This is merely mortal strength; if he were to cultivate Qi, wouldn't that be terrifying?

Xiao Ran tries palm techniques.

Slap, slap, slap—three sounds actually scatter the moonlit sea of mist with a roar.

It can be seen that the penetrating power of palm techniques is inferior to fist techniques, but the vibrational force far exceeds them.

Let's try sword techniques next.

Xiao Ran swings his sword, consecutively producing three sword hums, each one sharper than the last, ultimately ending with a miserable, distant crane cry.

The chopping power of sword techniques travels the furthest! Finally, he tests his movement technique.

Stepping on the ground, it actually resonates with the mountain, producing a slight tremor.

Stepping into empty air, it resonates with the air; although he cannot fly, he can leap several zhang high with a single bound.

He can even tread on the wind, running dozens of steps out of thin air, worthy of being called lightness kung fu.

If he were to carry a plugged-in speaker as well, he would be Qiao Feng.

Xiao Ran draws a sharp breath with a hiss.

The power came too fast, too fiercely, and too unrealistically! According to the combat theories he knows, his current strength already exceeds the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, and below Qi Refining, he is an invincible existence! If skillfully applied, he could even go toe-to-toe with Qi Refining cultivators for a few rounds.

A Heaven-Tier cultivation method is truly terrifying! Xiao Ran thinks to himself that if Master hadn't given the heart-method fragment, how could such a heart method be priced at merely tens of millions? The cultivation session is complete.

A stench of sweat.

Xiao Ran wants to take a bath, but Master is occupying the bathing tub.

So his mind wanders wildly, and his body joints vibrate abruptly, actually evaporating all the sweat off his body...

Can this work too?

Xiao Ran quietly returns to the disciple quarters, washes his dirty clothes, and hangs them on the balcony to dry.

He changes into a spare set of clean clothes and goes back to his eight-square-meter big bed to sleep.

He rests his head on his arm with emotion:

For three years, I am finally starting to enjoy a transmigrator's treatment! That night, both Xiao Ran and Lingzhou Yue sleep soundly.

Early the next morning.

When Xiao Ran gets up, he discovers that Master has already gotten up early and started her early morning practice on the pine roots.

How diligent indeed! Lingzhou Yue's morning practice consists of drinking wine, stretching, and sighing, "Today is yet another day of doing nothing."

Xiao Ran is utterly shocked.

Looking closely, Master is glowing with health and brimming with spirit, and her skin is even as smooth as jade, white with a rosy blush, showing no signs of wrinkling from soaking at all.

What kind of physique is this?

Say you're an immortal maiden, yet you need to pee in the middle of the night.

Say you're a mortal mundane, yet soaking in a bath leaves no wrinkles.

As expected, immortals cannot be calculated by conventional logic! Having soaked in a bath all night, Lingzhou Yue feels entirely refreshed and lucid. Seeing Xiao Ran get up, she is in a great mood, raises her hand, and beckons him over: "Hey you, come over and massage my cervical vertebrae for Master. Your bathing tub design is unreasonable; Master woke up with a stiff neck by the edge of the tub last night."

That makes total sense!

Is the bathing tub meant for you to sleep in? Saying so, seeing that there is wool to be harvested, Xiao Ran still scuttles over eagerly.

This time, he massages Master's cervical vertebrae for a full half-hour before the first Filial Piety Point arrives.

Congratulations to the host for acquiring 1 Filial Piety Point!

Following this rhythm, Xiao Ran estimates that even if he kneads Master until she is thoroughly cooked today, it probably won't exceed three Filial Piety Points.

The gains do not outweigh the losses.

From this perspective, yesterday's decision to build the house first was truly correct; otherwise, today he wouldn't even be able to scrape together ten Filial Piety Points.

Thus, he also deduces a system rule—

The same filial deed, although it can repeatedly yield Filial Piety Points, suffers from severe diminishing returns, and after at most three times, it might no longer yield any wool.

However, what if he switches up the tricks a bit? Thinking this, Xiao Ran's imagination suddenly runs wild.

Wielding the power of resonance with both hands, he presses down toward Master's fair, delicate back neck.