Eternal Life as False Emperor

"The master just knows how to coax me."

Wang Xue said shyly, then went into the room to take care of Wang Qingg.

With this, the family welcomed a new member.

A few days later, according to the process.

The steward from the Skill Transmission Hall came to test the child for a Spirit Root.

As a few dazzling colors appeared on the copper mirror, the steward looked at Zheng Yi with a complex gaze, and said with slight suspicion, "The foundation is not bad, it’s a Lower Grade Spirit Root.

Moreover, it seems that the Water and Wood Spirit Roots have merged quite well, almost indistinguishable from a Mid-grade Spirit Root.

If not for the additional Gold Spirit Root.

That suppresses the Water and Wood Spirit Roots, it could already be considered a Mid-grade Spirit Root."

The steward’s gaze was complex, continuing, "This suggests that, Zheng Yi, there might be something mysterious about your Spirit Root, as it is extremely close to a Mid-grade Spirit Root.

Besides that, your Constitution might also have some uniqueness.

Unfortunately, our Wang Family doesn’t have much documentation regarding Constitutions, so we are powerless."

"No matter, steward.

I am already quite content with life as it is now."

Zheng Yi said blandly.

Had this been said by anyone else,

The steward might have been skeptical, but coming from Zheng Yi, who had worked diligently in the Wang Family for years, causing no trouble, provoking no one.

And harboring no resentment towards the Wang Family, just living his life, practicing and refining elixirs day in and day out, it was hard not to believe him.

"It’s good that you can think this way.

This time, Master Zhang went out to look for an item to repair Spirit Roots.

Your Lower Grade Spirit Root is extremely close to a Mid-grade Spirit Root; if it can become a Mid-grade Spirit Root, although it would be a fake Mid-grade Spirit Root, it could still help you break through the bottleneck of Third-layer Qi Cultivation.

Even relying on your special Spirit Body, it’s possible to reach a higher-tier Qi Cultivation.

By then, combined with your Alchemy Method, your position in Qi Cultivation, the family’s attitude towards you may change greatly, and you might become like an Elder, or even go further."

The steward said.

This time.

He said many things in front of Zheng Yi, showing his optimism towards Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi once again expressed his thanks, naming the child and celebrating with a few ladies in the family.

After a few days of joy.

Life returned to normal.

Zheng Yi left the courtyard gate, preparing to go to the Alchemy Pavilion.

Currently, Wang Miaomiao only spends about one day in ten studying the Alchemy Method.

She has now broken through to the Sixth-layer Qi Cultivation.

If she takes another step, reaching the Seventh-layer Qi Cultivation before she turns twenty-five, she would be comparable to those Major Sect Inner Disciples of the Qingyun Sect at Baiyun Mountain before.

So, the matter of alchemy has been temporarily set aside, and everyone understands.

Zheng Yi walked to the Skill Transmission Hall.

Just as he was about to head to the Alchemy Pavilion, he suddenly saw Wang Xing running towards him.

Zheng Yi smiled slightly, standing in place to wait.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what’s happening?"

Zheng Yi asked.

He and Wang Xing had no enmity.

Moreover, from what he knew of Wang Xing’s apparent strength, it was unlikely Wang Xing would want to provoke him.

Currently, Zheng Yi was likely to break through to the Third-layer Qi Cultivation, while Wang Xing had just broken through to the Second-layer Qi Cultivation, and had learned only a few spells, far from being Zheng Yi’s opponent.

And their statuses within the clan were not comparable.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi."

Wang Xing’s old face flushed, showing an awkward expression.

After taking a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and said, "The clan has announced the return date, and in three months I can return to the mundane world, explain to my family, and visit them annually thereafter.

So, I wanted to purchase a few Spirit Pills from you.

The exchange cost with clan contribution points is too high.

I am willing to trade the Spirit Grass I’ve accumulated with you to save a bit."

Zheng Yi chose the Alchemy Dao, while Wang Xing, from the Wang Family Village, farmed for generations, so he chose the Path of Spirit Plants, in which he was more adept.

Over the years.

He managed Spirit Plants quite well, and he managed to come up with using Spirit Plants to exchange for Spirit Pills as a way to save Spirit Stones, which was quite an amusing notion.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, does this seem feasible to you?"

Wang Xing asked.

Zheng Yi smiled indifferently and said, "It’s naturally no problem."

He took out the Spirit Pills one by one and exchanged them with Wang Xing.

The Spirit Plants Wang Xing took out were quite good in quality, while not top grade, they were top grade, showing that Wang Xing was indeed quite good.

Wang Xing took a few steps after turning around, then turned around again, with a hopeful look as he gazed at Zheng Yi, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, do you have any plans to return to the village together?"

Zheng Yi chuckled and said, "It’s enough for you to return alone, Fellow Daoist Wang."

Still, although he said this, Zheng Yi’s eyes suddenly brightened.

He walked up to Wang Xing, took something out of his bosom, including some gold and silver treasures, and a few Spirit Pills.

"Please trouble yourself to hand these over to the village chief, and this communication jade scroll.

If the village chief encounters any difficulties in the future.

He can smash this item.

The village chief saved my life back then, and now I should repay him this favor.

As for returning to the village, it’s unnecessary, for I’m not originally from the village, and have no deep connection there."

Zheng Yi laughed freely, a hint of freedom in his demeanor.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xing nodded, indicating his understanding, and said, "Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi, I will definitely hand these things over to the village chief grandpa."

Though they had become Cultivators, and their statuses were different.

They didn’t forget their old acquaintances, which was truly commendable.

Zheng Yi arrived at the Alchemy Pavilion, with thoughts of the Wang Family Village still in his mind.

But after a few breaths.

It was just past affairs, the karma that should be resolved, ended here.

Thus.

He ignited the Earth Fire and began refining elixirs once more.

After finishing the alchemy, Zheng Yi looked at the top-quality Spirit Nurturing Pill, with a clear mind, his aura suddenly surged, like a stone falling into a lake causing ripples.

He took a step forward and broke through from the Second-layer Qi Cultivation to the Third-layer Qi Cultivation.

Now at the peak of early-stage Qi Cultivation, neither more nor less, just right.

Zheng Yi chuckled indifferently.

At this time, Master Zhang had not yet returned.

But the time had come for Wang Xing and other Immortal Seeds to return to the village.

During this period.

They had learned several spells, had families and children within the Wang Family, so the Wang Family did not need to strictly supervise them anymore.

If they were willing to come back, they were naturally welcome; if not, they had already propagated for the Wang Family, and it was not a loss for the Wang Family.

Moreover, the Wang Family always valued their reputation.

Wang Xing left Piaomiao Mountain.

Flying with sword control in midair for a while, finding it too exhausting for Spiritual Power, he infused Spiritual Power into his legs, traveling like managing Spirit Plants daily.

This saved quite a lot of Spiritual Power.

The mountain range ahead was steep and dangerous, but to him, it felt like walking on flat ground.

After leaving Piaomiao Mountain and the surrounding large area, Spiritual Qi gradually became sparse.

The world was vast.

Yet, there were very few places with Spiritual Qi, let alone places with Spirit Veins.

Most of these places were concealed by families or sects using arrays, rarely connected to the mundane world.

Even if there was a connection, it was mostly individuals of high status within the sects, utterly unrelated to ordinary people.

In the mundane world.

Common people were aware of the existence of Cultivators, but seeking immortals or Dao required some fate.

Zheng Yi and Wang Xing happened to encounter such fate, and Zheng Yi’s deliberate guidance was also part of it, otherwise, turning from a salted fish would be nearly impossible.

It would remain the norm.

In the Wang Family Village, at that time, it was the autumn harvest tax collection period.

The governmental officers from the county town, with fierce expressions, wielded terrifying sticks, and loudly called on the three elders and the village chief of the village.

"Anyone who can’t pay the taxes must either become a soldier or a laborer to build city walls, rules set for centuries, who dares to defy them?"

The officers shouted loudly, ransacking households.

The villagers who paid the taxes breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, soldiering or building city walls were harsh tasks where death was a real possibility.

Those villagers who couldn’t pay, some had already fled to the deep mountains and forests, their fates uncertain; others planned to endure this winter and return next year.

Continuing to live in the village as shadow households, barely maintaining a livelihood, was better than losing their lives.

"Oh sir, please, I don’t even have grain at home, how can I afford to pay taxes?"