Incomplete Lightning Spiritual Root

"Ah! Xiao Li, you're really doing this!"

Ning Fa groaned in pain, feeling as though someone had struck the back of his head with a club.

After a long while, the intense pain eased slightly, and Ning Fa struggled to open his eyes.

Before him was an unfamiliar place.

The dozen-square-meter hall was a complete mess. Furniture such as tables and chairs lay scattered across the floor, and a yellow, two-handled bronze furnace at the center of the room had toppled over as well. Its lid hung wide open, with several pale-yellow pills rolling nearby.

Ning Fa was utterly dumbfounded.

Wasn't he just playing some little games with his secretary in his office? How had he suddenly ended up in this godforsaken place?

Just then, a wave of dizziness and mental fog washed over him. The world spun around Ning Fa, and he could not help collapsing to the floor.

Only after quite some time did the strange sensation fade, yet a vast amount of inexplicable information had suddenly appeared in Ning Fa's mind.

Ning Fa sat on the floor, his expression shifting constantly.

"Jiang Kingdom, Yun Prefecture, Thousand Wave Lake, Ning Clan, cultivation family..."

Ning Fa muttered under his breath, disbelief in his eyes.

He had actually transmigrated!

Through the inexplicable information that had just appeared in his mind, he finally understood that this was no longer his luxurious hundred-plus-square-meter office in Magic City, nor was it even the Blue Star he knew so well. He had actually transmigrated into a mysterious Cultivation World!

The original owner was also named Ning Fa, a descendant of the Ning Clan, a cultivation family. He had died from pent-up resentment after repeatedly failing the clan's alchemist examinations, and Ning Fa had happened to transmigrate into his body.

Ning Fa stood there in a daze for a long time before finally accepting reality. He had never imagined that the webnovel trope he had read about would truly happen to him!

Yet he did not feel the slightest bit disappointed. Instead, he was even more excited than when he had been playing games with his little secretary!

This was a mysterious world where cultivators possessed immense power, where high-level cultivators could move mountains and overturn seas, pluck stars and seize the moon!

More importantly, high-level cultivators possessed unimaginably long lifespans. Achieving immortality and everlasting life, enduring as long as heaven and earth, was not impossible either!

And the original owner Ning Fa had transmigrated into was, by sheer coincidence, a cultivator himself. This sent Ning Fa into a thrill of excitement.

His nature had always been: as long as life remained, challenges never ceased.

Now that he had arrived in this mysterious Cultivation World, a place where personal power could shatter every obstacle, he felt his blood begin to boil.

Ning Fa calmed himself and began sorting through the original owner's memories.

After all, he was a transmigrator. He had to familiarize himself with the former owner's memories and behavioral habits as quickly as possible. It would be terrible if he exposed himself and was treated as some evil devil or heretic.

Just then, a rapid knock suddenly sounded at the door.

Ning Fa opened his eyes and forced himself to stand, frowning inwardly. The former owner had been a cultivator, after all—why was this body so frail?

He looked toward the source of the knocking, hesitation flashing in his eyes.

He had only just transmigrated. Although he possessed the original owner's memories, he still needed time to adapt. If he met someone familiar with the original owner now, he might expose himself.

Ning Fa decided not to open the door. He would first thoroughly digest the original owner's memories.

The urgent knocking finally stopped, and Ning Fa let out a breath of relief. But then, a shrill female voice faintly drifted over.

"Is Ning Fa's home really here? You aren't lying to me, are you?"

Ning Fa's heart immediately tightened.

Then another young man's voice followed.

"Sister Xiao Huan, how would I dare lie to you? If you ask me, Ning Fa must not dare see you, which is why he won't open the door."

After a moment of silence, the woman's voice suddenly rose.

"Hmph! Ning Fa, do you think you can escape your wager with Miss just by hiding inside? If you still don't open the door within ten breaths, don't blame me for smashing it down and coming in!"

Ning Fa cursed inwardly. After hesitating for a moment, he still rose and left the hall. Passing through a fairly spacious courtyard, he arrived at the front gate.

Looking at the gate trembling from the relentless pounding, he hesitated briefly before undoing the bolt and opening it.

A man and a woman stood outside. The woman appeared to be about sixteen, dressed in a green skirt, with delicate features.

Her arms were folded across her chest, her chin lifted as she looked askance at Ning Fa with an arrogant air.

The other was a young man in a blue robe. His skin was somewhat dark, and his eyes flickered constantly as he stared at Ning Fa, the gloating in his gaze completely undisguised.

"Hmph! At least you know what's good for you!"

Seeing Ning Fa emerge, the girl in green snorted. "Ning Fa, you haven't forgotten your wager with Miss, have you? According to the agreement, since you failed to become a clan alchemist, you must warm Miss's bed for three months!"

Even Ning Fa, with all his "experience," found the girl's words rather strange.

But the relevant information swiftly surfaced in his mind, and his expression changed slightly.

Meanwhile, the gloating in the blue-robed man's eyes deepened, though it was mixed with envy and jealousy.

Having recalled the crucial detail, Ning Fa asked in surprise, "If I remember correctly, my wager with the Seventh Elder will not take effect for another month."

The girl in green curled her lips. "You still refuse to give up? You dream of becoming a clan alchemist within one month? That's a daydream in broad daylight!"

After a pause, she gave a haughty snort. "And mind how you address her! Miss is no longer the Seventh Elder. Three days ago, Miss was officially promoted to the Fifth Elder. In terms of standing within the clan, she now ranks below only the Foundation Establishment Elders!"

The blue-robed man also chimed in, "Ning Fa, just accept your fate. You simply aren't cut out for alchemy. To help you refine pills, your family is practically about to lose everything. Now that you have won the favor of the Fifth Elder, you should be thinking about how to please her in the future."

The girl in green looked Ning Fa up and down, disgust surfacing in her eyes.

"Look at how slovenly you are. You reek from head to toe—what kind of appearance is that? Remember to take one of these Fragrant Dew Pills every five days and purge the filth from your body! If you are still this slovenly a month from now, you'll have hell to pay!"

With that, the girl in green stuffed a green brocade pouch directly into Ning Fa's arms, then swayed away.

The blue-robed man hurried after her. His eager voice drifted back. "Sister Xiao Huan, what do you think of me? I'm strong and healthy, and I'll soon break through to the Qi Condensation Mid-stage. Might I have the honor of warming the Fifth Elder's bed?"

"You? Forget it. You're too ugly. Miss would never take a liking to you."

"..."

Ning Fa shut the door instinctively, then wandered into the courtyard as though in a dream. He sat down on a stone chair, his face twisted into an expression of utter constipation.

Although he had not fully digested the original owner's memories, he already knew what the wager with the Fifth Elder was about.

After all, that wager had been the fuse that led the former owner to die from pent-up resentment. Naturally, the memory ran deep.

Speaking of which, the original owner's identity was far from ordinary.

Because he was a cultivator with a Lightning Spiritual Root.

But it was an Incomplete Lightning Spiritual Root.