In the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
The Qin Clan's Heaven-Robbing Plan could not be concealed, nor had they ever intended to conceal it.
For most of those five years, Qin Wangchuan had been sleeping, yet his cultivation realm had not fallen behind anyone else's in the slightest.
He could cultivate automatically even while sleeping. It was simply blissful beyond words.
Not only the clan, but many people outside it also knew that a Qilin Child had been born.
Though he was the youngest Ninth Son among the Qin Clan's direct descendants, he was also the most doted upon.
"Although the Longevity Immortal Body can increase one's realm without cultivation, its realm advances more slowly than those of other Sacred Bodies."
"Cultivation in this world begins with the Five Extremes Realm. Hands, feet, mouth, nose, and eyes are the foundations of man. After that comes the Dao Embryo Realm, where one draws qi into the body and absorbs spirit as an embryo."
"The Five Extremes temper the body, while the Dao Embryo Realm nurtures qi. Only then does one reach the third realm, the Spirit Platform Realm."
"That is where true cultivation begins."
"Those who reach this realm can absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth and store it within their Spiritual Platform, draw qi into their bodies, greatly strengthen themselves, and wield all manner of Supernatural Laws and spells. Ordinary people in the Upper Thousand Provinces need fifteen years to reach this realm, while Prodigies need ten."
Within Wangchuan Pavilion of the Qin Clan's Small World, sandalwood incense curled through the air.
Holding a Jade Slip, Qin Wenhe was explaining the essentials of cultivation to the five-year-old Qin Wangchuan.
Though this teacher personally appointed by the Qin Clan Ancestor appeared to be an elegant scholar, he had in fact lived for more than thirty thousand years.
"Though you possess the Longevity Immortal Body and have no advantage in cultivation, you do have the enhancement of an Immortal Bone. In my estimation, eight years should be enough."
Before Qin Wenhe had even finished speaking, Qin Wangchuan, seated on the ground, blinked and asked innocently, "Eight years is that long? But when I woke up this morning, I had already broken through."
As his words fell, the aura around him suddenly changed, and a dense Spirit Platform Realm pressure slowly spread outward.
Spiritual qi flowed through his Spiritual Platform like surging rivers. His Five Extremes were connected, and faint Dao Rhyme already emerged with every gesture.
"This..." Qin Wenhe's pupils contracted slightly, and he nearly crushed the Jade Slip in his hand.
He still maintained the dignity of a teacher on the surface, but within his heart, stormy waves had already risen—Spirit Platform Realm!
And his foundation was solid, his spiritual qi condensed as though tangible.
Remembering how he had bitterly cultivated for eleven years before barely stepping into this realm, the comparison left his chest feeling stifled.
But on second thought, he felt relieved—
After all, this was a monstrous genius bearing the Longevity Immortal Body. How could ordinary logic measure him?
Qin Wenhe gave a light cough and said with feigned composure, "Mm... not bad. It seems the Young Master's talent is exceptional. This old man underestimated you."
With that, he looked at the boy before him with a complicated gaze.
He was a five-year-old child, his brows and eyes still carrying youthful innocence.
Yet those eyes were deep as the Star Sea, as though they contained endless mysteries.
An Immortal Body paired with an Immortal Bone truly cannot be fathomed by human wisdom... Qin Wenhe sighed inwardly.
Just as he was about to say something, a rapid set of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall.
"Mr. Qin!" A green-clad maid hurried inside. After respectfully bowing, she said softly, "The Patriarch has sent word requesting that you immediately go to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion to discuss matters."
Qin Wenhe frowned.
He presumed they were asking about the Young Master's recent cultivation progress, and his expression soon relaxed.
"Then I will return shortly."
Qin Wangchuan had long since figured out the Qin Clan's circumstances.
His father, the Qin Clan Patriarch, was fighting abroad, while his grandfather was managing the clan in his stead.
That was why he had been busier lately.
Watching his teacher leave in a hurry, Qin Wangchuan casually plucked a crystal-clear Flat Peach from the table and took a bite.
Faint golden patterns flowed across the peach's surface. It was an Immortal Peach the Old Ancestor had specially ordered someone to deliver.
It was a genuine Immortal Peach.
It bloomed once every thirty thousand years, bore fruit once every thirty thousand years, and produced twelve hundred fruits each time.
If someone from the Lower Realm had the fortune to merely smell its fragrance, they could live for four thousand seven hundred years.
Eating one would extend one's lifespan by thirty-six thousand years.
Though it was merely a thirst-quenching fruit in Qin Wangchuan's hands, in the eyes of those in the Lower Realm, it was an Immortal Medicine that granted eternal life.
The moment he took a bite, suddenly—
[System loading... 99.99%] [ Ding! System loading complete. Detected that the host is currently in dire straits, lacking resources, and suffering neglect. The Humble Origins Counterattack System is at your service.]
Qin Wangchuan's expression became extraordinarily colorful.
Setting aside the fact that this lousy system had taken five years to load.
Dire straits? Not to mention the peach he had just eaten—even a single peach pit would make Holy Lands across the Upper Thousand Provinces fight until their heads were bloodied.
Lacking resources? The storeroom of his Wangchuan Pavilion was already stuffed full of gifts from the Old Ancestor and the others. Calling it a Treasure Pavilion would not be an exaggeration.
Suffering neglect? Just yesterday, the Old Ancestor had personally come by, afraid that something might go wrong with his cultivation.
Seeing that Qin Wangchuan did not respond, the system's voice continued to echo beside his ears:
"You were born into a humble cultivation family, yet because your mother was of lowly brothel status, coupled with your innate useless body that could not cultivate, you suffered the cold stares of your family. Your resources were deducted, and even basic cultivation supplies were difficult to obtain..."
"At first, you had been delighted to leave the muddy alley and move into a great family, only to later discover that this place was an even deeper abyss."
"As the youngest of the family's nine illegitimate sons, not only had you never seen your father's face, your brothers and sisters bullied you, and even the servants dared to deduct your cultivation resources right before your eyes."
"Are you truly willing to accept this? Look around you—do you not want those who once looked down on you to kneel trembling beneath your feet? So long as you complete various counterattack missions, the system guarantees that you will rise from humble origins and overturn your fate in one stroke, becoming a supreme Aristocratic Clan. Cultivation techniques, divine weapons, beauties—all will be within easy reach."
The system's voice was full of temptation. Qin Wangchuan trembled with anger just listening to it, but the problem was—
"System, you are not talking about me at all."
"You have the wrong person."
[System self-checking... No error detected. Host Qin Wangchuan, youngest illegitimate son of a humble cultivation family, has suffered endless bullying due to his innate useless body.]
"The Qin Clan has countless Great Emperors, with a Heavenly Emperor overseeing it. You call that humble origins? In terms of status, we are already standing atop the very ceiling of the entire Cultivation World. How am I supposed to counterattack from here, rule the world?"
Qin Wangchuan almost wanted to laugh at the system's solemn nonsense.
An innate useless body? His Longevity Immortal Body was a peerless physique that even Great Emperors would covet.
[System self-checking... No error detected. Host, please do not aim too high. Only by abandoning illusions can you take the first step toward your counterattack.] [Novice mission issued: As the illegitimate son of humble origins, even maids dare to bully the host! Within five days, punish the maid and make her kneel and beg for mercy!]
"No, there are over two hundred maids here. Which one are you talking about?"
What a trash system. It seemed it had bound itself to the wrong person.
Looking at the mission on the panel, Qin Wangchuan did not know what to say.
Leaving aside the system's utterly mismatched description of his background, he was the Ninth Young Master of the Qin Clan's direct line. More than two hundred maids in his pavilion competed in dazzling displays every day for the few positions of personal maid, all scrambling to show themselves before him.
It would already take courage for any of them to say one extra word.
How could they possibly bully him?
[Self-checking... Mission is correct. By the way, the probability of this system making an error is as low as the probability of the world being destroyed.]
"Your mouth is pretty tough."
[The host's doubts have been detected. A novice gift package is hereby issued: one Yellow Grade low-grade cultivation technique, the Qi Induction Technique; ten Low-grade Spirit Stones; and one bottle of Qi Gathering Pills. Please collect them.]
Qin Wangchuan was completely speechless as he looked at the pile of "shabby" items before him.
So this really was a novice gift package, huh?
A Yellow Grade cultivation technique—he had never even heard of one. All the techniques he cultivated were Emperor-Grade Cultivation Techniques.
And it had specifically labeled it Yellow Grade, low-grade, as though it were something used when entering a beginner's village.
As for Low-grade Spirit Stones, that was even more ridiculous.
He normally used Emperor-Grade Spirit Marrow Liquid for bathing. That was the hard currency of the Ten Directions Immortal Court.
He had heard Teacher Qin Wenhe mention Qi Gathering Pills before. They seemed to be used for body tempering in the Lower Thousand Provinces, the lower realm beneath the Lower Realm.
Even dogs would not eat that stuff in the Upper Thousand Provinces. Who was this supposed to fob off?
[Please complete the mission as soon as possible. Mission rewards: Origin Source +5, Simulation Count +1.] [Current host Origin Source: 250; conversion: 2.5 times.]
"A lousy system like you can give Origin Source?" Qin Wangchuan's expression instantly became extraordinarily colorful.
Origin Source, as the name implied, was the foundation of a person.
It fundamentally determined one's potential and cultivation speed.
The advantages of his Longevity Immortal Body were obvious.
It cultivated automatically, breakthroughs had no bottlenecks whatsoever, and he would certainly become immortal in the future.
But its flaw was equally obvious: its cultivation speed was far too slow, slower than most Sacred Bodies.
The higher one's Origin Source, the faster one cultivated, perfectly making up for the weakness of his physique.
Only Great Emperors could increase their own Origin Source, yet this lousy system could directly grant it?
This Dog System unexpectedly had some real substance!
"Then let's give it a try?"
He acted as soon as he decided. He immediately beckoned to a maid in the distance.
Qin Wangchuan did not even need to speak. The moment she walked over, she immediately knelt down and quietly waited for his orders.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the mission. Rewards have been distributed.] [Origin Source +5. Current Origin Source: 2.55 times.]
Feeling the strange power surging through his body, Qin Wangchuan could not help stretching lazily.
Every inch of his skin seemed to have become much lighter.
It felt as though a missing puzzle piece had finally returned to its place, making his entire being more complete.
It felt wonderful.
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