When People Are Pushed Too Far

The north wind was like a blade, whipping up thousands of piles of snow.

The harsh winter was like a prison, turning dripping water into ice.

Amidst the vast expanse of white, a patch of Jade Green Bamboo Forest grew lush and verdant. The emerald bamboo leaves shone with a translucent luster, and the water droplets upon them resembled brilliant pearls, each emitting a faint glow.

Wisps of dreamlike, snowy mist lingered, making the place feel like a fairyland.

On the forest floor, a creature resembling a four-legged lizard scurried rapidly through the grass, its scales leaving behind a few streaks of eerie color in the air.

Hiss!

A burst of cold air suddenly appeared, landing squarely on the lizard.

The surrounding temperature plummeted instantly, and the lizard was frozen solid on the ground, transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture.

"Finally caught this damn little thief."

The bamboo forest stirred as a youth stepped out.

His footsteps were agile, his frame as upright as a pine, and his features were well-defined. His eyes were like deep pools of clear water. Dressed in a thick cotton-padded jacket, he wore an expression of relief.

Fang Xi approached the ice sculpture, raised his hand, and weighed the frozen lizard in his palm. His expression gradually soured as he muttered incessantly, "A loss, a total loss!"

"A non-ranked demonic insect—a Stone Dragon Lizard—worth one Spirit Crystal. Not only did it waste three days of my time to catch it, but it also consumed an Ice Seal Talisman. Even though this talisman is only a First-grade Low-rank, it still costs nearly half a Low-grade Spirit Stone!"

Fang Xi's face was filled with utter frustration.

The so-called 'Spirit Crystal' was a fragment of a Spirit Stone; generally speaking, ten Spirit Crystals were required to exchange for one Low-grade Spirit Stone.

This business was, naturally, a losing one.

Yet, he had no choice but to do it!

Because Fang Xi was a spirit farmer for this bamboo forest, and next year's harvest depended entirely on the growth of these bamboos; he could not simply let this demonic insect ruin them.

Whoosh!

A gust of cold wind blew, causing Fang Xi to shiver.

He looked up at the sky, where snowflakes were beginning to fall in earnest, and couldn't help but wrap his cotton jacket tighter. He sighed inwardly, "Unknowingly, a year has already passed since I transmigrated? It's not just a transmigration; I can't even believe it myself, but it turns out that even cultivators are afraid of the cold..."

Yes, Fang Xi was a transmigrator!

His transmigration was, to put it plainly, unremarkable and lacked any special circumstances. In his previous life, he had studied hard, only to become decadent after entering university. He wasted his studies, couldn't find a good job, and after graduation, was nagged by his parents to join the army of civil service exam takers, only to be tortured to the point of wishing for death by the mathematics section of the aptitude test.

Facts proved that when a person is pushed to the edge, they still can't solve math problems!

Regrettably, before the results of the exam were even out, Fang Xi had transmigrated while sitting in the exam hall!

The moment he opened his eyes, he arrived in this world where cultivators existed, and he had possessed the body of a youth who was also named Fang Xi.

This youth named Fang Xi had the cultivation of the Qi Refining Third Layer, was all alone, and was a spirit farmer attached to the Green Bamboo Mountain Market in the Southern Barrens Cultivation World!

Initially, Fang Xi was somewhat skeptical about the transmigration, but after struggling for several hours and, following the body's memories, shakily releasing his first minor spell, he finally became convinced that he had truly mastered supernatural power and had become a high and mighty immortal!

Of course, cultivators were not yet true immortals; they still possessed mortal traits and had to endure heat, cold, and the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death.

However, Fang Xi also knew from his memories that as a cultivator's power grew and their realm increased, they could indeed extend their lifespan, become immune to all diseases, and even achieve true immortality.

The best example was the Situ Family, who controlled the Green Bamboo Mountain Market; it was said that there was more than one 'Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator' in their clan!

As Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, they fully lived up to mortal expectations; at the very least, their lifespans were doubled, allowing them to easily live for over two hundred years!

Two hundred years! In his previous life, that was enough to witness the rise and fall of most dynasties.

Therefore, Fang Xi chose to inherit everything from the original owner and continued to work as a spirit farmer in the market, beginning his own path of cultivation.

At this moment.

Although he complained bitterly, after venting his frustrations, Fang Xi carefully put away the Stone Dragon Lizard; after all, it was still worth one Spirit Crystal!

Having inherited the original owner's savings, his entire net worth now amounted to only a few dozen Spirit Crystals!

And the six-tenths of an acre of 'Jade Green Bamboo Forest' he managed only yielded one hundred catties—about one shi—of bamboo rice annually after paying half as tax, which was worth only thirty Spirit Crystals...

After a year of hard labor farming, his income was three Low-grade Spirit Stones...

"Sigh, cultivation is difficult, but survival is even harder!"

Fang Xi sighed, waved his hand to flick the snowflakes off his body, and began to clear the weeds from the bamboo forest.

These weeds had also been nourished by spiritual energy and grew quite tough. If one wasn't careful, they would compete with the Jade Green Bamboo for nutrients and affect the harvest.

Therefore, to be a spirit farmer, one had to be proficient in minor spells like the Spring Wind Rain Technique and the Geng Metal Grass Sword.

Although Fang Xi had inherited the original owner's memories, the farm work remained arduous, and life was quite painful.

The Qi Refining Third Layer was only an early-stage realm within the Qi Refining Stage. In the Green Bamboo Mountain Market, mid-stage cultivators at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer and above were not uncommon, and occasionally, great experts at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer or higher would appear. In the cultivation world, where the weak are prey to the strong, incidents of robbery and plunder were everywhere.

Sometimes, high-level demonic cultivators would even commit massacres, blood-sacrificing areas spanning a hundred miles to refine powerful spells or magic treasures. While such tragedies were rare, they were clearly recorded in books.

At times, Fang Xi even thought about giving up the path of cultivation and returning to the mortal kingdom to become a wealthy man, surrounded by wives and concubines, and living out the rest of his days.

But soon, he abandoned this thought.

After all, in terms of enjoyment, even an ancient emperor might not compare to an ordinary modern person.

The only thing that could surpass the modern world was the temptation of the supernatural and immortality!

Therefore, although life was bitter, Fang Xi gritted his teeth and endured it.

The sky was as gloomy as ink.

Fang Xi looked up at the sky and began to hurry back to his residence.

Although the Green Bamboo Mountain Market had a Mountain Protection Array, it was usually only used to protect the main street and the surrounding shops to save on spirit stones; wanting it to cover the entire mountain, let alone the spirit fields, was out of the question.

Therefore, this area was not considered very safe at night.

Although the Situ Family Enforcement Team patrolled, incidents of robbing cultivators committing crimes still occurred from time to time, so Fang Xi naturally would not risk his own life.

The residential area for spirit farmers was close to the market at the top of the mountain, which was also a place where patrol teams passed by frequently, so it was still considered relatively safe.

Fang Xi maliciously speculated that it was probably because these spirit farmers were penniless and not worth looking down upon by robbing cultivators.

Walking up the mountain for a while, a low-lying shantytown appeared in his eyes, with each household marking its territory with fences, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard.

Seeing this, a trace of a smile could not help but appear on Fang Xi's face.

After walking a few steps, a cultivator who looked like an old farmer passed by and greeted him with a smile: "Little Brother Fang, do you want to go find a good place to have some fun?"

His face was full of wrinkles, and when he smiled, he revealed two large yellow teeth. His aura was actually even lower than Fang Xi's, at around the Qi Refining Second Layer.

This was Fang Xi's neighbor, Old Mai Tou.

Fang Xi did not know the other party's background, but since they saw each other every day, they had developed some friendship.

Seeing the expression on the other party's face, he immediately knew where the other party was going.

In the shantytown, which seemed to be built casually with wooden boards, there were also female cultivators. They did not really farm, their lives were relatively well-off, and they had their own means of making a living.

Old Mai Tou had been farming longer than Fang Xi, but his life was very miserable, and he had even borrowed spirit crystals; one could imagine where his savings had gone.

Fang Xi shook his head and refused: "Old Mai Tou, I still have to cultivate at night..."

In fact, shortly after he had just become familiar with this body, he had gone to the 'Drunken Immortal Tower' in the market, spent slightly less than half of his savings, enjoyed himself for a night, and left while leaning against the wall...

It had to be said that those little vixens who specialized in charm techniques were indeed very exhausting.

And ever since then, Fang Xi here had put all his energy into farming; there was no help for it, his pockets were empty...

If I don't save money, how can I find young ladies to drink tea with? I don't drink the stale stuff...

Fang Xi returned to his house and opened the door.

His room was large, partitioned into a living room, bedroom, cultivation room, and other small rooms... Some female cultivators would even grow some spirit vegetables or raise some spirit poultry within their fences, which could be said to have utilized the land to the extreme.

Fang Xi went to the kitchen, took out some spirit rice mixed with coarse grains, and boiled a pot of porridge for himself.

The spirit rice was naturally 'Jade Bamboo Rice', each grain like green jade, emitting a faint fragrance. Even mixed with the fine rice and coarse grains of mortals, it was still delicious, and the taste was very sweet and palatable.

Especially after eating it, besides the warmth in his stomach, a faint trace of spiritual energy rose up.

Taking advantage of this good opportunity, Fang Xi immediately went to the cultivation room and closed his door to practice his technique hard.

Half an hour later, Fang Xi opened his eyes and gave a bitter smile: "This 'Evergreen Art' is truly difficult. After a year of hard cultivation, I have only just managed to control the original owner's cultivation; I haven't even seen the peak of the Qi Refining Third Layer, let alone charging at the bottleneck of the Qi Refining Middle Stage... It's so hard..."

While sighing, he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement around him, then took out a talisman and stuck it on the wood wall of the cultivation room.

This was a First-grade Low-rank 'Protective Talisman', which possessed a certain degree of defensive power. Most importantly, it could isolate sound and fluctuations of spiritual energy!

As for the divine sense of the Foundation Establishment Realm, although it could not protect against it, if it were scanned by divine sense, it would immediately explode, giving the cultivator a warning.

After finishing all this, the expression on Fang Xi's face returned to calm, and he snapped his fingers.

Pop!

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at another place.

Indoors, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was warm as spring. A high-quality Mind-Calming Incense was burning in a Purple Gold Incense Burner.

The soft chair made of rosewood was comfortable and pleasant, and Fang Xi lay down on it in a 'Ge You' sprawl.

And accompanied by the movement of his fingers, an air conditioner made by a cultivator was turned on, keeping the room at a suitable temperature and humidity at all times.

After lying down enough, Fang Xi casually threw away his tattered cotton-padded jacket and changed into a set of brocade clothes, which made the young man look even more dashing and unrestrained.

He opened the door, and a dazzling ray of sunlight spilled down. Where he was located was actually a very large and wealthy mansion.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if he had changed into another world.

In fact, that was exactly the case!

A smile curled at the corner of Fang Xi's mouth.

When a person is pushed to the limit, they can do anything, including transmigrating!!!

New book, seeking collections, seeking recommendations!

Mm, according to the votes of book friends at the end of the last book, the new book is cultivation plus infinite flow...