Star Chart Heavenly Pillar

Abyss Realm.

Tian Yuan Star Observation Manor.

Servant Area.

In the depths of winter, the night air was piercingly cold. In a remote courtyard in the southeast corner, the sound of chopping wood echoed.

The young boy had delicate features and was about fourteen or fifteen years old. His blue robe was not very thick, and his hands were red with cold. The axe he held felt like a block of ice, and each chop sent a tearing pain through him.

"Three hundred and eighty-one, three hundred and eighty-two..."

Chen Fusheng silently counted, noticing it was almost the second half of the night, and the weather was getting colder. He anxiously moved the firewood onto a flatbed cart, braving the cold wind as he pulled it towards the east courtyard.

"Brother Lie, Brother Lie..."

Hundreds of blue brick houses were connected together. Chen Fusheng softly called out towards courtyard number eight, warming his icy cheeks with his hands, waiting for a response from inside.

Soon, the courtyard door opened, and a rush of heat poured out.

Chen Fusheng shivered, his body warming up a little. The courtyard was the residence of outer sect disciples, filled with braziers, making it nice and warm.

Looking at the sturdy figure standing shirtless at the door, Chen Fusheng was filled with awe and envy, "Brother Lie, the firewood is chopped."

Wang Lie was extremely annoyed, "This little thing is disturbing my sleep, come again tomorrow."

"Brother Lie, my grandfather's health is getting worse and worse, please have mercy, I'll definitely chop more firewood tomorrow." Chen Fusheng pleaded softly.

Wang Lie was about to push him away when a shout came from inside the courtyard, "What's all the noise? Old Lie, are you trying to keep me from sleeping? Hurry up and send him away!"

"Take it, take it!" Wang Lie, even more annoyed, took out a packet of herbs from his pocket.

"Thank you, Brother Lie." Chen Fusheng gratefully accepted it and ran off.

"That stubborn kid, doesn't he know to come inside and warm up! How many days does Old Huang have left? The sooner he dies, the sooner he's reincarnated, saving him from suffering and not dragging down the child."

Wang Lie cursed angrily. Old Huang used to be the head chef in the dining hall, but he fell ill last year and has been bedridden ever since. Out of consideration for their past relationship, they provided some help, but as time went on, no one could afford it anymore.

Chen Fusheng also didn't have any special skills. Every day, besides helping out in the dining hall, he spent the rest of his time completing odd jobs for the outer sect disciples, earning some medicinal herbs to treat the old man's illness, and gradually became familiar with Wang Lie and the others.

On the way home, Chen Fusheng thought of Wang Lie's mighty and sturdy body, and a look of longing flashed in his eyes.

"If only I could become an outer sect disciple, then I would have the strength to earn money to treat my grandfather's illness, but I don't have the mental power to cultivate."

Chen Fusheng's mood dropped. In the Abyss Realm, Star Masters were revered, and the path of cultivation began with Star Guiding.

Star Guiding Realm, using mental power to guide the energy of the stars and store it in the sea of Qi, thereby stimulating extraordinary abilities.

Chen Fusheng's talent was tested last year, and he was told that his mental power value was zero, meaning he could only be a mortal in this life.

"Creak."

Returning to the courtyard, Chen Fusheng quietly opened the door and entered the house. Just as he was about to brew the medicine, he heard the old man's occasional painful moans from the inner room.

Chen Fusheng's eyes turned red, and he held back his tears. Memories of his childhood couldn't help but surface in his mind.

It was a boundless snow-covered world. As a child, he didn't know where he was, only that after crawling out of a snowdrift, he stumbled around looking for food, and soon passed out from the cold.

He woke up again in this warm and comfortable room. Old Huang had carried him back, given him food, and adopted him. Ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.

He had no memory of his past, only knowing that his name was Chen Fusheng.

"Grandpa has raised me for ten years, but I can't repay him. Am I destined to be a mortal in this life? In a few days, I'll have my spiritual power retested. They say that spiritual power grows stronger with each passing year. If I could have three points of spiritual power, no, even one point would be enough!"

Chen Fusheng didn't dare to hope for too much. While waiting for the medicine to brew, he took out a light yellow scroll from his bosom. It was engraved with densely packed human figures, a total of one hundred and eight postures.

This was the cultivation chapter, Furnace Contemplation Method, that Old Huang had given him, telling him to practice the postures on it every day, saying that he might be able to become a Star Master.

"I'm only missing one posture from this Furnace Contemplation Method, and I'll have mastered them all."

Chen Fusheng closed his eyes and mimicked the movements of the posture diagram, using both his hands and feet. The movements were sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes rigid and sometimes soft, the postures strange and complex.

The shadow behind him resembled various beasts: snakes, cranes, tigers, horses, oxen... and so on.

After completing one hundred and seven movements, Chen Fusheng's body ached as if it were about to fall apart.

"I've failed at the last movement for half a month in a row. I must succeed today!"

Chen Fusheng gritted his teeth and endured the soreness in his body, sitting down on the ground with difficulty, his five centers facing the sky, his feet, hands, and crown of his head facing upwards.

Time passed bit by bit... Chen Fusheng closed his eyes and breathed, gradually entering a wonderful state.

The world he perceived changed, like a huge furnace, vast and filled with boundless material energy.

"This, this is energy! Only those with spiritual power can sense energy."

Chen Fusheng, like the fire in the furnace, absorbed energy with great shock and merged it into his Qi Sea.

The Qi Sea of a person is like an ocean of life, vast and unpredictable. When the energy was injected into it, a strange blue star chart emerged from the bottom of the Qi Sea, absorbing the energy.

"Huh? Why is there a chart in my Qi Sea?"

It was the first time Chen Fusheng had visualized his Qi Sea. The blue star chart was about the size of a palm. He subconsciously communicated with the star chart, and his brain briefly felt dizzy. His vision then appeared within the star chart's world.

This star chart was infinitely large. There were no patterns or engravings on the surface of the chart. The space above was like a deep and dark starry sky.

In the central area of the star chart, there stood a huge pillar, towering and tall, as if cast from molten gold and iron.

Chen Fusheng discovered that this pillar seemed like a person?

"The aura of this Star Chart Heavenly Pillar, how is it so similar to the aura of the Furnace Contemplation Method posture diagram, as if they were carved from the same mold?"

Even the energy he had gathered was swallowed by the Star Chart Heavenly Pillar.

"The energy has been swallowed by the Star Chart Heavenly Pillar, so what am I absorbing?"

As soon as he thought of this, the Star Chart Heavenly Pillar condensed the absorbed energy into a drop of golden energy, like a small mouse flying out, quickly crawling along his limbs and bones, causing layers of his skin to bulge.

After traveling through his entire body, the golden energy returned to his Qi Sea, attaching itself to the edge of the star chart, transforming into a spinning ball of light golden energy!

Chen Fusheng instinctively pulled on this energy. When it spurted out along his pores, the surrounding window paper was actually shattered, and a biting cold wind poured in.

However, this energy was like a fetal membrane covering his body, isolating the external cold air. This made his eyes flash with ecstasy and shock. He was about to step into the Star Guiding Realm!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound of something breaking came from the inner room, accompanied by an old and hurried voice: "Fusheng, cough cough, you, you come over quickly..."

Chen Fusheng hurried to the inner room, "Grandpa, why did you sit up? Lie down quickly!"

A brazier was burning in the inner room, and the old man on the bed had a pale face, with a deadly chill in his body.

Looking at the young man anxiously covering him with the quilt, Old Huang's face radiated a kind smile. After lying down, his eyes dimmed. He also had a caring granddaughter, but she hadn't come to see him for more than half a year. Perhaps she was busy.

"Fusheng, did energy just emerge from your Qi Sea?"

Only then did endless joy surge in Chen Fusheng's heart. He stimulated the energy of his Qi Sea, excitedly roaring in a low voice, "Grandpa, I can cultivate now, I can make a lot of money!"

Old Huang was also shocked, then he silently stared at the young man, with hidden worries in his eyes, and even more unspeakable horror.