My Phone Crossed Over

On Ziyang Mountain, the residents were mainly cultivators and their families.

There were no servants or attendants, because there was no need for them.

Every year, the clan distributed Cleansing Talismans, Dust Repelling Talismans, and Fire Talismans. If your clothes were dirty, you only had to wave a talisman over yourself, and your whole body would immediately become spotless—cleaner than taking ten baths. The clan's grand dining hall served lavish meals made from premium spirit herbs, better even than an imperial banquet.

Mortals lacked spiritual energy within their bodies and could not cultivate Spirit Fields. Only cultivators possessed dantians and could cultivate Spirit Fields.

Cultivators were productivity itself. Though Lu Xuanji was only at Qi Refining First Layer, he could finish tending a hundred mu of Spirit Fields in ten days.

He carefully cared for them and prevented pests and diseases.

He farmed while cultivating.

The Spirit Fields could continue expanding in scale, but there was no need. It would only delay his cultivation.

He cultivated for two hours every day. Beyond that point, his meridians would ache, forcing him to stop. If he continued cultivating, he would damage his meridians.

When he rested, he practiced a few spells.

The first spell was the Minor Spirit Rain Technique, mainly for farming.

The second spell was the Fireball Technique, mainly for attack.

The third spell was the Fire Shield Technique, mainly for defense.

The fourth spell was the Wind Escape Technique, mainly for running away.

There was no need to learn other spells for now. His cultivation was too weak to support powerful spell attacks.

Three months later, the grains in the Spirit Fields were plump and full. The White Yang Rice had ripened.

Lu Xuanji took out a sickle, harvested the rice, and stored it in the granary.

Only cultivators could cultivate Spirit Fields; mortals could not.

In the blink of an eye, Five Years passed.

Inside the Cave Mansion, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, a glint of brilliance flashing through them.

He had already reached Qi Refining Second Layer.

At that moment, his mother sensed something and asked curiously, "Son, you've reached Qi Refining Layer 2?"

"Yes." Lu Xuanji said, "Five Years to advance one layer is especially slow."

"Slow? It isn't slow at all."

His mother, Ye Xinlan, smiled. "At this rate, you can reach Qi Refining Ninth Layer by the time you are fifty. That is without supplementary spirit pills. If you have supporting spirit medicines, your cultivation will be even faster. Just past Forty-two Years Old, and you will already be at Qi Refining Ninth Layer... your cultivation speed already rivals that of some weaker Dual Spirit Roots."

Ye Xinlan was quite pleased with her son's cultivation speed, yet she also felt a faint sense of loss.

If he had entered the Danyang Sect, his progress would have been faster. He might have reached Qi Refining Ninth Layer just past the age of twenty.

The Danyang Sect possessed a Rank 4 Spirit Vein. Cultivating atop such a high-grade Spirit Vein, even as a Menial Disciple merely soaking up spiritual energy, would allow one to advance quickly. The Lu Clan only had a Level 3 Spirit Vein. It seemed to be just one grade lower, but the difference of one grade was a gulf between heaven and earth.

"But it is still too slow."

Lu Xuanji frowned.

"My son, do not aim too high." His mother comforted him.

A moment later, Lu Xuanji went down to farm again.

He had already farmed for Five Years, and he would need to keep farming for another twenty-odd years. Only after reaching Late Qi Refining could he end his farming life and take up other duties for the clan.

Not only was he like this—even his father, his mother, many Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and even the clan's Purple Mansion Ancestor had gone through decades of farming.

No one was exempt.

For low-level cultivators, growing Spirit Rice was the most worthwhile endeavor.

As for escorting goods, guarding a region, or handling other duties, their strength was too weak. It was not reliable.

Another day passed. Lying on his bed, Lu Xuanji felt somewhat bored.

"Cultivation really is boring..."

"If only I had a phone."

Thinking of phones made his heart itch.

The phone battery had already fully charged and could be powered on.

At that moment, Lu Xuanji sensed something.

The next moment, a Xiaomi phone appeared in his hand.

This Xiaomi phone had cost him fifteen hundred in his previous life, and he had used it for three years.

"My novels, my beloved authors, I'm coming."

He pressed the power button. Soon, light flickered, and it powered on successfully.

As he scrolled through the phone, many functions had vanished. The novels he had downloaded were gone. QQ was gone. His beloved authors were gone. The weather forecast was gone. Mobile Banking was gone. The calendar was gone.

The phone malfunctioned and began rebooting.

At that moment, a line of text appeared on the screen.

Then the phone screen went black.

Lu Xuanji waited.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The phone underwent subtle changes, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as it experienced an astonishing transformation.

As it absorbed spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in the Spirit Aperture was drained dry.

It seemed not to be enough, so Lu Xuanji took out another ten Spirit Stones and placed them beside it.

Crack.

Crack.

Accompanied by sharp sounds, the Spirit Stones shattered into powder.

Lu Xuanji watched with aching heart.

His yearly income was only ten Spirit Stones. His income for Five Years was only fifty Spirit Stones.

After consuming ten, the Xiaomi stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

Bzzz.

The phone vibrated, and a voice sounded.

Light flickered across the phone screen as it continued rebooting.

After more than five minutes, just as Lu Xuanji was growing impatient, the phone finally restarted and entered its main page.

But when he looked again, something felt wrong.

A blooming lotus filled the screen. There was a battery icon in the upper-right corner, but nothing else. No QQ, no WeChat, no novels, and none of the basic tools remained.

Is this really my phone?

Lu Xuanji was speechless.

The battery level was increasing, while Lu Xuanji felt the spiritual power in his body being consumed. In other words, the phone no longer used electricity—it consumed spiritual energy instead.

The phone had only reached five percent. To fully charge it would take at least three hours.

The speed was a little slow.

Bored, Lu Xuanji could only keep waiting.

About three hours later, the phone was fully charged.

Lu Xuanji examined the Xiaomi phone. Under the influence of the Cultivation World's laws, it had undergone a bizarre transformation and become a magical artifact.

Its grade was somewhat low, however—only a Rank 1 Spirit Artifact.

Global Network?

Yes or no.

"Connect to a network... In the Cultivation World, what network could there possibly be to connect to?"

Lu Xuanji did not understand.

Still, he pressed yes.

At that moment, Lu Xuanji felt a strange change come over the phone, as though it had connected in the unseen dark to some great existence.

Bzzz.

At that moment, the Lu Family Ancestor opened his eyes.

"Who is it? Which Nascent Soul True Lord has descended?"

The Lu Family Ancestor looked toward the sky, as though he feared something.

Just now, he had sensed Heaven and Earth Laws stirring.

It seemed that a Supreme Being had Leveraged Heaven and Earth Laws. The only ones capable of doing that were Nascent Soul True Lords.

Yet moments later, the laws settled, as though everything had returned to calm.

"Could it have merely been a Nascent Soul True Lord passing by?"

The Lu Family Ancestor fell silent and continued cultivating, as though nothing had happened.

Connection successful. Congratulations on enjoying a wonderful life.

At that moment, a line of text appeared On the Phone.

Soon afterward, the screen changed, and two icons appeared.

One icon was File Management.

The other icon was Fate Deduction.

"Only two functions? What trash?"

Lu Xuanji opened the phone and fiddled with it.

File Management could download images, download software, and collect vast amounts of information.

Fate Deduction could use collected information to Perform Deduction.

Lu Xuanji asked, "How old can I live to be?"

Host, at the Qi Refining Stage, you can live to One Hundred and Ten Years and Nine Months.

Lu Xuanji frowned.

This answer was not Perfect, but it was not bad either.

Qi Refining cultivators being able to live to one hundred and twenty was only an ideal state. In truth, many Qi Refining cultivators would Pass Away in their hundredth year and never live to their limit.

If they were injured in battle, their lifespan would be even shorter.

"How many years until I reach Qi Refining Ninth Layer?"

Lu Xuanji asked again.

Host will reach Qi Refining Ninth Layer at Fifty-three Years Old.

Taking into account that the host will consume some pills to assist cultivation, the host will reach Qi Refining Ninth Layer at Forty-two Years Old.

"What are my chances of reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

The authority required exceeds Fate Deduction. Unable to answer.

"Can you perfect cultivation techniques?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

Yes. Only Qi Refining Stage techniques can be perfected. A large number of Qi Refining techniques are required as a knowledge reserve, and it will also take a certain amount of time.

Lu Xuanji continued asking questions.

He confirmed the phone's two functions.

File Management could store books and hold one hundred thousand books.

Fate Deduction could calculate certain matters and deduce cultivation techniques, but it required enormous amounts of information as support. Furthermore, the content it could deduce was limited to the Qi Refining Stage, and it would take some time.

"Interesting."

Lu Xuanji stroked his chin as he analyzed it.

A phone was originally a miniature computer with immense computing power.

After crossing over, the phone had mutated and evolved into a magical artifact, but its core—its immense computing power—still remained.

Every function relied on that immense computing power.