Is This Really a Cultivation Technique?

The selection of a Fate was a copy, it wouldn't affect Jiang Zhaoxia, so Li Qingqiu felt no burden at all.

The moment he made his choice, his consciousness was abruptly dragged into a dream.

He dreamed a vague and lengthy dream. In it, he practiced swordsmanship without pause, the sword in his hand constantly changing.

He had no goal in his practice, knew no fatigue, and kept at it until he was numb.

When he woke, the dream felt brief. He opened his eyes to see that outside the window, it had already grown dark. Moonlight spilled through the window, bringing a sliver of light into the room.

"Eldest Senior Brother, time to eat."

Zhang Yuchun's voice came from outside the door, his tone hesitant. He had already called out three times and was debating whether to barge in.

Li Qingqiu quickly replied, "I'll be right there."

"Alright."

Zhang Yuchun let out a breath of relief, and then the sound of his footsteps faded away.

Li Qingqiu began to recall the dream he'd just had, only to find he couldn't remember the specifics at all. No new memories had appeared in his mind either.

He stood up and examined his body. There was no change whatsoever.

His gaze fell on a fine sword resting on the small table beside him. It was the Heavenly Rainbow Sword, a gift from Lin Xunfeng. Sheathed, the sword weighed a full six catties, and ordinarily he couldn't be bothered to lift it.

He walked to the table, grabbed the scabbard with his right hand, lifted it, and grasped the hilt with his left.

Li Qingqiu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a look of surprise flickering in his eyes.

Holding the Heavenly Rainbow Sword, he could actually sense some kind of power within the blade, and it felt intimately close.

This sensation was utterly marvelous, something he had never experienced before. If he had to describe it, it was spirituality—he could feel the sword's spirit.

"So this is what it means to be an Innate Sword Maniac?"

Suppressing the urge to draw the sword, Li Qingqiu set the Heavenly Rainbow Sword back down, turned, and walked toward the door.

He could study the Legacy System later. He couldn't let his junior brothers and sisters worry.

With their master having just left, if their Eldest Senior Brother immediately locked himself in his room, the younger ones would surely overthink things.

Li Qingqiu pushed the door open and looked out into the courtyard. His junior brothers and sisters were already seated around the dining table. Beside it stood an old tree, from which an oil lamp hung, illuminating the tabletop.

On ordinary days, they always ate in the courtyard. Usually, everyone would scramble for food like starving ghosts reincarnated, but tonight, these little rascals were well-behaved, all waiting for Li Qingqiu.

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother, come eat!"

The junior brothers and sisters all stood up and waved at Li Qingqiu. Even Jiang Zhaoxia, who cared so much about face, secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at them, Li Qingqiu felt a warmth in his heart. He was even more confident that he could bring glory to the Qingxiao Sect.

As for the idea of wandering the jianghu, he had already cast it aside. With the Legacy System, he was certain he could live a new and vibrant life through the Qingxiao Sect.

He strode forward quickly, came up beside his youngest junior sister, Li Sijin, reached out and ruffled her hair, then sat down beside her.

"Everyone sit. Let's eat and talk." Li Qingqiu said with a smile. Seeing that his smile was just as usual, everyone finally relaxed completely and began to serve themselves rice and dishes.

His second junior brother, Zhang Yuchun, filled everyone's bowls, acting far more mature than his age.

This long table was just big enough for the seven of them to sit around, but there were only three dishes and one soup on the table. Only the soup had a few shreds of meat in it. Such was life on the mountain. Lin Xunfeng was rarely on the mountain, so most of the time, they could only eat vegetables they grew themselves, occasionally frying an egg.

Li Qingqiu picked up his chopsticks and said casually, "Master has left and passed the position of Sect Master to me. I've thought about it for a long time, and I've decided to make the Qingxiao Sect bigger and stronger. After all, this is our home."

The moment these words were spoken, his sixth junior brother, Li Sifeng, immediately jumped up and howled, "Bigger and stronger! Bigger and stronger!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his fifth junior brother, Wu Man'er, started shouting along.

Li Qingqiu looked at twelve-year-old Li Sifeng and thought of his Fate.

Wolf Cub Ambition, stop at nothing.

This kid clearly seemed so sunny and lively on the surface. How could his true nature be like this?

"Bigger and stronger, easy to say. Just relying on us?" Jiang Zhaoxia couldn't help but sneer.

Li Qingqiu's impression of him was now excellent. After all, he was the person present with the highest loyalty to Li Qingqiu, and also had the strongest talent. He was destined to be the sect's number one fighter in the future.

Faced with Jiang Zhaoxia's mockery, Li Qingqiu smiled. "We're still young. We have infinite possibilities. So from now on, we need to train hard together. First, we strengthen ourselves. Once we're all adults, we'll go down the mountain to recruit disciples."

These words got the other disciples excited, and they began to chatter and discuss.

Seeing Li Qingqiu's attitude, Jiang Zhaoxia's temper dissipated. He curled his lip and muttered, "What's the use of training? With Master's lousy kung fu? He didn't even leave us any cultivation methods."

His voice was very faint, only he could hear it.

After Zhang Yuchun had served everyone their food, he asked, "Eldest Senior Brother, Master only left three manuals: a fist technique, a sword technique, and a movement technique. Which one should we practice?"

Li Qingqiu held his rice bowl, shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and while chewing, said, "I'll study this matter carefully and assign them to you later. Just set aside some time each day to practice. The most important thing right now is to secure our food supply. Once we start martial training, our demand for food will skyrocket, especially for meat. So we need to start raising chickens and pigs, and plant more vegetables..."

He laid out his general plan. Hearing this kind of organization made Zhang Yuchun's eyes light up, and he nodded nonstop.

Aside from him and his fourth junior sister, Li Dongyue, the other disciples weren't interested in this matter. None of them wanted to do more work, but they couldn't argue at the moment. After all, their master had left, and they had to rely on themselves.

Li Qingqiu told Zhang Yuchun the general requirements and let him arrange everything, giving him the authority to deploy the disciples as he saw fit.

He looked at Zhang Yuchun and said, "Second Junior Brother, you have a steady temperament and enjoy reading. The path of Qingxiao Sect's development will rely heavily on you. Go ahead and do what you must. If anyone disobeys, just tell me. I won't break their legs, but I'll make sure they ache for three to five days."

At these words, the other disciples shivered, and even Jiang Zhaoxia's expression turned unnatural.

As the Eldest Senior Brother, Li Qingqiu truly dared to hit them. This was a prestige cultivated since childhood, and everyone had been on the receiving end.

"Senior Brother, rest assured, I will never let you down!" Zhang Yuchun said excitedly.

He had long wanted to take action, but his soft nature meant that aside from the Fourth Junior Sister, everyone else dared to bully him.

Li Qingqiu smiled and nodded, then chatted with his junior brothers and sisters about the affairs of the martial world, stirring their expectations.

Though Qingxiao Sect was small, their Master still had some reputation. Every year, wandering martial heroes would visit the mountain and recount many tales of the jianghu.

The land beneath their feet was controlled by the Great Li Dynasty, spanning the Fourteen Provinces of the Nine Regions. Qingxiao Sect was located in the Tai Kun Mountain Range within Guzhou's territory. For a hundred li in every direction, there were only mountains, dotted with villages and towns. The nearest city was two hundred li away.

In this feudal dynasty reminiscent of ancient Huaxia, cold weapons dominated, and martial arts flourished. In Guzhou alone, countless gangs and sects filled the jianghu, with seven renowned schools shaking the world.

When Li Qingqiu was young, he once saw a wandering swordsman exhale a burst of energy that flew two zhang and left a mark on a tree trunk. He was awestruck, and from then on, he harbored the desire to practice martial arts.

This was the wuxia world he had longed for in his past life—how could he not take up martial arts?

Thinking of his remaining chance at a Legacy inheritance, Li Qingqiu's heart burned with anticipation.

Would it yield a peerless divine skill?

If Qingxiao Sect wanted to grow strong, it needed a signature technique. Without formidable martial arts, how could they make a name in the jianghu?

Relying solely on the mediocre skills Lin Xunfeng left behind would not do.

At this dinner, the disciples of Qingxiao Sect dreamed of the future, with none of the sorrowful atmosphere of being abandoned by their Master. As long as Li Qingqiu was there, they had no fear.

A full hour passed before they dispersed, leaving Zhang Yuchun and Li Dongyue to clear the table.

Li Qingqiu returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and suppressed his excitement. He summoned the Legacy System and selected the option to activate the inheritance.

[Claim Inheritance Reward]

[Activate Legacy Inheritance]

[You have obtained a Qi Absorption Cultivation Method—Taiqing Primordial Scripture]

[Accept Inheritance?]

Taiqing Primordial Scripture?

It sounded like something from immortal cultivation. He wondered if it was powerful.

Li Qingqiu immediately chose to accept the inheritance, and a flood of memories poured into his mind.

That night, Zhang Yuchun, Jiang Zhaoxia, Wu Man'er, and Li Sifeng lay in their rooms, unable to sleep for a long time. Li Sifeng was the most excited, endlessly envisioning the future and chattering to his senior brothers.

Li Dongyue and Li Sijin also whispered in their own room, encouraging each other to help the Eldest Senior Brother share the burden.

The moon set, and the sun rose.

The first rays of dawn pierced the sky, illuminating the rolling mountain ranges.

Jiang Zhaoxia rose early and began practicing his fists in the courtyard, his gaze occasionally drifting to Li Qingqiu's room with a hint of worry.

He remembered that when they were young, Li Qingqiu had said he wanted to roam the world with a sword, living freely and avenging grievances. Now, weighed down by so many junior brothers and sisters, would Li Qingqiu feel stifled?

Soon, the rooster crowed. Zhang Yuchun and Li Dongyue also emerged from their rooms, exchanged greetings, and began their chores.

Jiang Zhaoxia did as he pleased and disliked menial tasks, but Zhang Yuchun and Li Dongyue worked without complaint. It was thanks to the two of them that the others could live so easily.

On the other side.

Inside the room, Li Qingqiu, who had meditated on the bed all night, opened his eyes. His gaze quickly sharpened.

He instinctively stretched, his whole body aching from sitting through the night.

He recalled the details of the Taiqing Primordial Scripture, and soon his expression shifted dramatically.

Wait!

Was this really an immortal cultivation technique?

Li Qingqiu was stunned. The Taiqing Primordial Scripture focused on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, drawing in the essence of the sun and moon, and condensing Spiritual Yuan Qi within the body.

Yuan Nourishing, Spiritual Sense, Sunlight Illumination...

Each stage of the technique extended one's lifespan, even specifying how many years one could live.

Entering the Spiritual Sense Realm granted three hundred years of life, while the Sunlight Illumination Realm allowed one to live up to six hundred years.

Li Qingqiu was truly shocked. He had always believed this was a wuxia world, at most with inner strength or internal energy.

Had their Master lost his mind, wanting to seek immortals?

So immortal cultivation was real after all?

It turned out the Legacy System wasn't a panel for martial arts sects, but one for Daoist immortal cultivation!

Li Qingqiu snapped back to reality, even more excited.

Who would practice martial arts when they could cultivate immortality!