Diary

Immortal Calendar 2562, May 30th, Sunny.

Lifespan remaining: two months.

On the thirtieth day since transmigrating to the cultivation world, I'm in a good mood today. The robe was successfully sold. I'm eternally grateful to the middle-aged loose cultivator who bought my robe. His carefree way of paying is something I'll never forget.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to pay this month's rent and would have been kicked out by the agency, or worse.

Special thanks to Zhang Li. If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Zhang's generosity in lending me money... Fellow Daoist Zhang is equivalent to my savior. I will definitely repay her when I have the chance.

Fellow Daoist Zhang's identity... Hmm, I've never discriminated against her identity. Whether in my past life or this one, I've never discriminated against people in her profession.

I have always been a law-abiding person, no matter which world I'm in.

Here, I solemnly declare that in this life, and even in the next, I, Wu Tao, will be sworn enemies with gambling and drugs.

Hmm... I should find a way to repay Fellow Daoist Zhang... The best way to repay her would be to patronize her business, right?

I'll briefly plan my main tasks for the next month: refining robes and buying Evil-Breaking Talismans. First, I need to expel the Yin Evil Qi within my body. Otherwise, nothing else matters.

With the Artifact Refiner profession, I can already refine First-Grade Level Two Gale Robes. My hopes are high.

I'll just record this simply... I'm using the script from my previous life. No one here will understand it, so I don't need to worry about anyone seeing it.

One more thing, Manager Wang at the Azure Spirit Sect mine still owes me twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Don't forget!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 3rd, Sunny.

Lifespan remaining: one month and twenty-seven days.

I rested for two days, adjusting my condition to its peak... Heh, what peak can a person suffering from evil possession have...

Fellow Daoist Zhang didn't take any clients last night. It was a good day to refine robes.

The robe was successfully refined. Thanks to myself and Fellow Daoist Zhang.

Another fourteen Low-Grade Spirit Stones in the bank. Blissful.

The day to break free from the Yin Evil Qi within my body is drawing nearer...

Manager Wang at the Azure Spirit Sect mine still owes me twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Don't forget!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 4th, Rainy.

Lifespan remaining: One month and twenty-six days.

Damn it, the Magic Robe refining failed. I'm in no mood.

It's not Fellow Daoist Zhang's fault. After all, Fellow Daoist Zhang also needs to eat.

Manager Wang, I'll fuck your grandma!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 5th, rainy.

Lifespan remaining: One month and twenty-five days.

Another rainy day. I get inexplicably irritable when it rains. Is it going to rain all of June?

Hu Ge, please stop singing!

No umbrella, borrowed one from Zhang Li next door.

Going to the Market to set up a stall.

Had an extremely expensive lunch this morning, one Fragmented Spirit Stone.

If I can't sell the Magic Robe by tomorrow, I'll start selling bento boxes too. Mine will be tastier and cheaper, I'll crush you bastards.

Fragmented Spirit Stones remaining: 50.

Manager Wang at the Azure Spirit Sect mine still owes me twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Don't forget!

Manager Wang, I'll fuck your grandma!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 6th, rainy.

Lifespan remaining: One month and twenty-four days.

Set up a stall.

Sold nothing.

Damn it.

The food vendors at the Market are scammers.

Manager Wang, I'll fuck your grandma!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 7th, Rainy.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and twenty-three days.

I only have nineteen Fragmented Spirit Stones left, not enough to pay for the stall fee.

There's no choice. I borrowed another Low-Grade Spirit Stone from Zhang Li. Fellow Daoist Zhang suspects I gambled. I declared a few days ago that I stand against gambling and poison, so how could I gamble? I immediately swore solemnly that if I gambled, I would not achieve eternal life.

Seeing me swear on my Dao path, Zhang Li was startled and quickly gave me a hundred Fragmented Spirit Stones.

Sigh, Zhang Li's favor is hard to repay.

Manager Wang, I'll curse your ancestors!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 8th, Rainy.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and twenty-two days.

I won't say anything more. Manager Wang, I'll curse your ancestors!

Starting tomorrow, I'll be selling bento boxes.

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 9th, Cloudy.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and twenty-one days.

It's finally not raining.

To those selling bento boxes, I said I would crush you all.

I'm here.

Please accept my judgment, Bento Box Monsters!

After selling bento boxes for a day, the ingredient cost was twenty Fragmented Spirit Stones. After selling everything, I earned a total of fifteen Fragmented Spirit Stones, a loss of five.

It seems my conscience hasn't been eaten by dogs, so I'm destined not to make money.

Manager Wang, I'll curse your ancestors!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 10th, Sunny.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and twenty days.

Setting up a stall.

Hahaha, finally sold it.

Although I was told it didn't have the certification of the Five Spring Artifact Refining Hall and only sold it for fourteen Low-Grade Spirit Stones, it's finally sold.

It wasn't easy.

I must get certified in the future.

Spent ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones at the Artifact Material Shop to buy twelve Starfire Stones and four jin of Demon Silkworm Silk.

Gave one to Zhang Li, paid one and forty Fragmented Spirit Stones in taxes, and have one and sixty Fragmented Spirit Stones left.

Passing by Uncle Han's Spirit Rice stall, Uncle Han asked if I wanted to buy Spirit Rice. I hesitated for a moment, but didn't buy it. It's not time to enjoy myself yet.

Oh, right. Uncle Han also said he wanted to introduce his daughter to me as my Dao Companion.

I got a little interested.

He said she looked like him.

I said, "Uncle Han, goodbye."

Manager Wang, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't curse your grandmother. When will you return the twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones you owe me?

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 13th, Sunny.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and seventeen days.

Refining a Magic Robe.

Last night, Fellow Daoist Zhang had a customer and didn't sleep well. Damn it, it's all poverty. Poverty is the root of all evil.

Failed to refine due to poor mental state.

Went out and bought ten Calm Spirit Incense.

Hope to sleep well tonight.

Manager Wang, I curse your grandmother!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 14th, Cloudy.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and sixteen days.

Even with the Calm Spirit Incense, I still didn't sleep well.

Taking the opportunity with Dao Huzi, I chatted with Zhang Li for a while. Zhang Li said it was the guest's request, and shouting loudly made him seem powerful. In reality, the other party was very fast and he didn't feel much...

Sigh, indeed, people emphasize what they lack the most.

Like me, I wouldn't emphasize how big I am.

Refining a Magic Robe...

Triggered the Artifact Refiner's Lucky Skill, success.

However, this was almost a failure. If my spirit had been better, I could have succeeded even without triggering the Artifact Refiner's Lucky Skill.

Thought of a way, Book Zhang Li for the night.

Of course, it wasn't to actually do that kind of thing. The Evil Aura on me hadn't been removed yet, so I couldn't.

It was mainly to get a good night's sleep.

When I asked the price, it was thirty Fragmented Spirit Stones per night.

Good heavens, thirty Fragmented Spirit Stones a day, nine hundred Fragmented Spirit Stones a month, which is nine Low-Grade Spirit Stones. This was equivalent to what the Original Owner worked for three months at the Azure Spirit Sect.

Paid Zhang Li thirty Fragmented Spirit Stones.

Manager Wang owes me twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones, don't forget!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 15th, Sunny.

Remaining Lifespan: One month and fifteen days.

Woke up refreshed and full of energy.

Refining successful.

Happy.

So, I booked Zhang Li for another night.

Manager Wang owes me twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones, don't forget!

Immortal Calendar 2562, June 16th, Sunny.

Lifespan remaining: One month and fourteen days.

Refinement successful.

So happy.

Four sets of refining materials, and three were successful, a success rate of seventy-five percent. It's clear I'm a little refining genius.

Calculating at fourteen Spirit Stones per set, that's forty-two Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Enough Spirit Stones for the Evil-Breaking Talisman.

I'll set up my stall tomorrow. Once I sell out, I'll buy the Evil-Breaking Talisman.

Life is full of hope.

Manager Wang, please allow me to greet your maternal grandmother!

With the lamp burning low, Wu Tao finished writing the last sentence of today's diary. Looking at the "Ugly Ugly" brushstrokes on the page, he closed the notebook and placed it solemnly under his pillow.

"I hope tomorrow's stall goes smoothly!"