This Is a Cultivation World

Great Wu Dynasty, Huai'an Water Region, Golden Sand Island.

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather is gradually getting cold.

The first snow of this year arrived later than usual.

Just a few days ago, it was sunny, but as soon as the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month arrived, a heavy snowfall came unexpectedly.

In a luxurious courtyard, snow fluttered outside while lights flickered within.

At his desk, Zhao Huaian held a magazine with trembling hands, concentrating intently.

"In the twenty-eighth year of Wu State Tianyuan, Qingyang County suffered continuous natural disasters, and rats ran rampant. A sword came from beyond the heavens and annihilated the rats, bringing about favorable weather."

"In the sixty-ninth year of Wu State Tianyuan, children in Wuzhong City often cried at night, suspected to be caused by evil ghosts. In just three days, over a thousand people died mysteriously, and the city's residents lived in fear."

"A Taoist priest heard of this, brought his young disciple, set up an altar in the city, drew Taoist talismans, and banished the evil ghosts, bringing peace to Wuzhong City."

"In the ninety-third year of Wu State Tianyuan, the Black Water River."

"The river water flowed backward, causing a drought for a thousand miles around, suspected to be caused by a water Yao."

"An immortal named Xiaoyaozi arrived from beyond the heavens riding a flying sword. The flying sword plunged into the river, and then it rained heavily."

"In the one hundred and twenty-eighth year of Wu State Tianyuan..."

These bizarre events in the book flashed through Zhao Huaian's mind one after another.

"Yao, ghosts, immortals..."

"According to the book's description, this world is plagued by constant natural disasters, with Yao and Mo wreaking havoc, and all beings are like ants."

"The world I transmigrated to is a world of cultivation!"

"Only immortals can exist eternally, ward off evil, banish demons, and live forever."

Looking at the contents of the book, Zhao Huaian's expression became increasingly vivid, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

Yes, transmigration!

He was not from this world.

A year ago, he opened his eyes and found himself in this world where cultivators existed. He had taken over the body of a young man also named Zhao Huaian.

Fortunately, the previous Zhao Huaian was alone, without parents. Coupled with his memories, he had seamlessly integrated into this world.

"Fortunately, tomorrow I can go to the Greenwood Sect to participate in the triennial disciple recruitment assessment."

"According to the book, the Greenwood Sect is one of the four major cultivation sects in the Huai'an Water Region."

"Since there is a path to becoming an immortal, how can I, reborn, be content to remain a mortal? This trip, I must enter the Greenwood Sect and find the opportunity to step into the immortal gate."

Looking at the heavy snow falling outside the window, Zhao Huaian clenched his fists, vowing silently in his heart.

However, as one of the four major cultivation sects in the Huai'an Water Region, the Greenwood Sect's assessment would naturally be extremely strict, and the competition extremely fierce.

Over the past hundred years, the total number of people who participated in the Greenwood Sect's assessment on Golden Sand Island exceeded several thousand, but only a handful successfully joined the sect.

The most recent one was thirty years ago.

"For ordinary people, entering the immortal gate is as difficult as ascending to heaven. After all, besides talent, their state of mind is also extremely important."

"However..."

"This is only for ordinary people."

Zhao Huaian's lips curved into a slight smile.

"Heavenly book."

He murmured in his heart.

The next moment, Zhao Huaian closed his eyes slightly, concentrating his entire being.

Soon, a heavenly book radiating brilliant golden light slowly opened in Zhao Huaian's mind.

Name: Zhao Huaian

Lifespan: 15/98

Cultivation: None

Cultivation Technique: None

Skills: Medical Skill (Grandmaster 2369/3200), Flying Needles (Great Accomplishment 1569/1600), Gentle Breeze Footwork (Great Accomplishment 1358/1600)

The content displayed on the heavenly book was like an attribute panel from his previous life's online games.

Looking at the content displayed by the heavenly book, the smile on Zhao Huaian's lips grew stronger.

When he transmigrated, this heavenly book, similar to an attribute panel, had appeared in his mind.

As for its specific origin, Zhao Huaian was not entirely sure.

However, Zhao Huaian discovered that as long as he continuously practiced diligently and studied hard, any skill or cultivation technique he cultivated or learned could be converted into proficiency, thereby improving the realm of his cultivation techniques and skills.

In just one short year, Zhao Huaian's Grandmaster-level Medical Skill and Great Accomplishment-level Flying Needles were all thanks to the heavenly book in his mind.

However, this didn't make Zhao Huaian arrogant, because beyond the mortal world lay the cultivation world.

Furthermore, according to the book's descriptions, there was an extremely noble profession in the cultivation world called Alchemist.

In their hands, any illness or severe injury could be healed with just one pill.

Compared to an Alchemist, his Grandmaster-level Medical Skill was nothing.

"Alchemist..."

I couldn't find the book by its title. Maybe try searching for the author? Perhaps the title was just changed!

"If I can join the Greenwood Sect in the future, I wonder if I'll have a chance to become an Alchemist."

Thinking of the miraculous Alchemists described in the book, a hint of longing sparked in Zhao Huaian's eyes.

"Creak... creak..."

Just as Zhao Huaian was lost in thought, the sound of footsteps crunching on snow suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Doctor Zhao, it's me, Guoshanhu!"

A moment later, the courtyard gate was knocked.

A deep voice boomed from outside.

"Coming!"

Hearing the voice, Zhao Huaian's eyebrows twitched, and he pushed the door open with a knowing look.

Opening the courtyard gate, he saw a burly man with a face full of scars standing at the entrance. A strong smell of blood lingered in the air.

"Did you bring what I asked for?"

Zhao Huaian looked at Guoshanhu, his face devoid of emotion.

Guoshanhu quickly pulled out a brocade box from his embrace and respectfully handed it over. "After losing more than thirty brothers, I have, thankfully, not failed my mission."

Zhao Huaian nodded and opened the brocade box.

Inside, a herb lay quietly, its entire body a deep blue and emanating a bone-chilling cold.

Ice Grass!

And it was a three-hundred-year-old Ice Grass!

Looking at the three-hundred-year-old Ice Grass, Zhao Huaian's pupils instantly brightened.

He never expected that Guoshanhu would actually bring him a three-hundred-year-old Ice Grass when he had only asked for something extremely cold.

With this, his trip to the Greenwood Sect would be even more promising.

"Doctor Zhao, then the poison on my body..."

Seeing Zhao Huaian's satisfied expression, Guoshanhu's face lit up with joy, and he cautiously inquired.

"Of course. It's a trade. You brought me what I wanted, and I will naturally help remove the poison you have."

Zhao Huaian smiled and nodded.

The next moment, his fingers flicked, and silver needles shot out, blooming with cold light in the air. In the next instant, they pierced several acupoints on Guoshanhu.

As the silver needles entered his acupoints, streams of energy surged within his body.

With the surge of energy, Guoshanhu's face turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Done. The toxins in your body have been expelled. Go get the medicine according to this prescription, and you'll be fully recovered within a month at most."

Looking at the black smoke rising from the blood on the snow, Zhao Huaian nodded with satisfaction. It seemed his Medical Skill had improved significantly.

Saying that, Zhao Huaian took out a prepared prescription from his embrace.

"Yes, thank you, Doctor Zhao!"

Feeling the unobstructed flow within his body, Guoshanhu's expression was overjoyed, and he quickly took the prescription.

After confirming the prescription was correct, Guoshanhu's gaze involuntarily drifted to the brocade box in Zhao Huaian's hand.

A three-hundred-year-old Ice Grass. It was obtained at the cost of more than thirty of his brothers.

Thinking of the Ice Grass's value and the price paid, a wicked thought arose in Guoshanhu's heart.

"The poison in your body has been resolved. Why are you still lingering here?"

Seeing Guoshanhu frozen in place, Zhao Huaian frowned slightly.

"Are you sure the poison in my body is gone, Doctor Zhao?" Guoshanhu retorted.

"Naturally."

Zhao Huaian nodded. He was extremely confident in his Medical Skill; a mere mortal poison could be resolved with a wave of his hand.

Hearing Zhao Huaian's assurance, Guoshanhu suddenly burst into laughter. "Since that's the case, please return the Ice Grass to me, Doctor Zhao. I am willing to offer one thousand taels of silver."

"Oh? Once an item is exchanged, it cannot be returned. Are you trying to break my rules?"

Zhao Huaian's expression remained unfazed by Guoshanhu's sudden betrayal. His face only turned slightly cold, and his fingers quietly curled.

"Hahaha, rules? My rules are the only rules, Guoshanhu! I called you a divine doctor out of respect, but without it, you're nothing. This Ice Grass cost me over thirty brothers. Now that my poison is gone, you still want such a treasure?"

Guoshanhu laughed disdainfully, clearly not taking Zhao Huaian seriously.

In his eyes, although Zhao Huaian's Medical Skill was impressive, he was still young. What could he possibly do?

Furthermore, now that the poison in his body had been neutralized, this person was no longer useful. He was just a fish on a chopping block, ripe for the slaughter.

"Alas... what a shame..."

Zhao Huaian shook his head and sighed.

"Then hand it over!"

Guoshanhu's expression was smug, believing Zhao Huaian had finally recognized the reality of the situation.

But just as he reached out to snatch it, a splash of crimson blood bloomed on his brow.

BOOM!!!

The next moment, Guoshanhu's sturdy body slammed to the ground. The snow on the ground scattered with the blood, brilliant like fireworks.

"What I meant was, it's a shame that a life was just thrown away like that..."