Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

In a secluded small town, the two began Mortal Transformation.

To achieve Divinity Transformation, Mortal Transformation is necessary.

To move forward, one must sometimes retreat.

This is Lu Xuanji’s technique for Divinity Transformation, focusing on cultivating the Mental Realm.

Of course, many cultivators achieve Divinity Transformation without Mortal Transformation.

Many cultivators, on the path of cultivation, continually lose their original intent, ultimately becoming an Evil Dragon, yet still becoming strong, even top-tier strong.

Many top-tier cultivators have poor character yet remain strong.

Many cultivators with poor mental realms still become top-tier strong.

The mental realm is related to a cultivator’s strength, but not necessarily.

...

The two temporarily settled down in the small town.

Jin Xi began trying to make buns and cook delicacies; Lu Xuanji went to the street to set up a stall for fortune-telling.

At first, Jin Xi was very unaccustomed.

In the past, during childhood, she embarked on the immortal path, eating Jade Emperor Rice as food, and cooking was mostly done by maids; she rarely touched household chores. Now her magical power is sealed. She must make food like a mortal woman, which felt quite uncomfortable.

But after the discomfort, Jin Xi attempted to change.

A month later, she was already able to make edible food.

Lu Xuanji took a long banner with "Divining Heaven, Divining Earth, Divining Fate" written on it. Then he went to the street, set up a stall, and began fortune-telling.

Although called fortune-telling, it was more akin to psychological counseling.

Character determines fate; changing character is essentially changing fate.

He set up the stall, placed a pot of tea, and leisurely began waiting.

For three consecutive days, there was no business.

On the fourth day, rather than customers, those collecting protection fees came.

"Everyone doing business here must pay our boss!" A thug approached the stall, stomped on it forcefully, causing it to topple, and the teapot to fall and shatter into pieces.

Dust flew up into the air.

"Friend, you are unwell!"

Lu Xuanji laughed and said, "Press your right hand against your chest, it’ll definitely hurt!"

"You’re trying to trick me..." The thug said disdainfully but pressed his chest, only to feel waves of pain.

"Now, touch your left leg, is it numb?"

Lu Xuanji chuckled again.

The thug touched it and indeed felt slightly numb.

He couldn’t help but panic.

"Now, press your head, does it ache?" Lu Xuanji said again.

The thug pressed his head, and sure enough, it hurt.

Panicked, he approached and said, "Immortal Master, what’s going on?"

In reality, anyone would appear sick under my analysis.

But on the surface, Lu Xuanji tricked him: "It’s wind evil entering your body, nested in the cranial cavity, come over, I’ll check your pulse!"

Feeling nervous, the thug cautiously extended his wrist.

Lu Xuanji’s fingers pressed against it, his expression shifted, and then he began to babble incomprehensible phrases, making the thug increasingly dizzy.

Finally, Lu Xuanji handed him a prescription.

Thus, the protection fee demand transformed into a medical consultation.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for saving my life!"

The thug approached and said.

"I am neither Immortal nor a senior, no need to call me Immortal Master!" Lu Xuanji laughed, speaking coldly, "Be off now!"

The thug nodded and quietly left.

From then on, fewer people disturbed him, instead, cultivators came seeking medical advice.

Lu Xuanji laughed and casually shared some martial arts teachings.

...

After recovering from his illness, the thug frequently visited.

Lu Xuanji did not refuse, laughing and asking about various matters.

The thug was from the Fierce Tiger Gang, essentially a minor lackey.

After half a year, the thug asked, "Senior, I have some confusion about Fierce Tiger Fist, may I ask for your guidance?"

"Very well!"

Lu Xuanji stood and began to guide him on Fierce Tiger Fist.

He pointed out key aspects of this Mortal Martial Arts.

Listening to his guidance, the thug began to change and felt the power increase, feeling joyful.

He eagerly expressed his gratitude.

Every ten days to half a month, he would visit.

Upon visiting, he brought a jug of wine or a basket of eggs. The gifts weren’t expensive, but the sentiment was heartfelt.

Lu Xuanji responded with laughter.

Jin Xi questioned, "As I observe, Situ He has average qualifications and comprehension, no Spirit Root, just a mortal. Why do you value him?"

The thug was indeed Situ He.

Lu Xuanji laughed, "Do I value him? No, just ordinary friends. You must understand, interactions between people aren’t always for benefit, sometimes just for good feelings, that’s all!"

Jin Xi said, "I don’t understand!"

Lu Xuanji laughed, "Xi’Er, Mortal Transformation isn’t simply disguising as mortals and living in the Mortal World, but understanding the mindset of mortals."

Jin Xi was puzzled, "But what is the mindset of mortals?"

"I won’t say much about that, it relies on your own understanding!" Lu Xuanji said, "Don’t act too deliberately!"

Jin Xi was puzzled but persisted.

...

Time passed, in a blink of an eye, ten years had gone by.

During these years, Situ He constantly flattered and asked martial arts questions, and Lu Xuanji generously shared knowledge.

In this process, Situ He benefited greatly, his Martial Arts Cultivation continuously improving.

Starting from the First Layer of Body Refinement, becoming a Postnatal Martial Artist, then transforming into an Innate Martial Artist.

The former thug, once a mere lackey, gradually became the leader of Fierce Tiger Gang, commanding hundreds of members.

One day, the two were drinking and conversing casually.

Situ He suddenly said, "In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, my hair has grown white, and even my face has aged, yet senior remains young, can there be a Cultivating Immortality Technique?"

Lu Xuanji laughed, "It cannot be spoken!"

Situ He spoke, then immediately knelt down, saying, "Senior, please grant me the Immortal Technique!"

Lu Xuanji laughed again, "It cannot be spoken!"

"Senior, just give me the Cultivating Immortality Technique!" Situ He kept pleading.

Lu Xuanji still shook his head without speaking.

Situ He stood up coldly, saying, "Senior, is your stomach aching now?"

Lu Xuanji immediately clutched his stomach, black blood trickling from his mouth, saying, "You poisoned me?"

"Senior, I didn’t want this either. If you give me the Immortal Technique, I’ll hand over the antidote!" Situ He spoke, with a sinister tone, "But if senior doesn’t give it, don’t blame me for being ruthless. I’ll break your legs and lock you in a secret room!"

"Senior’s wife, so beautiful, I’ll just have to have a taste too!"

Lu Xuanji angrily cursed, "Beast!"

Situ He coldly snorted, "Senior is an Immortal Master, according to the Cultivation Immortality Realm’s standards, a Qi Refining Second Layer or Third Layer cultivator; this poison is called Godslaying Poison, even with senior’s strong cultivation, it’s hard to expel! Senior should just speak up!"

"Grace of rice, contempt of rice, just so!"

At this moment, Lu Xuanji wiped the black blood from his mouth, stood up, showing no signs of poisoning.

Jin Xi also stepped out, coldly saying, "Husband intended to give you a gift to aid you in Cultivating Immortality!"

"Senior, spare my life!..."

Situ He pleaded but a dagger appeared in his palm, attempting to assassinate Lu Xuanji.

Clang!

The dagger stabbed Lu Xuanji’s chest but did not pierce the skin, instead, it made a crisp sound.

The dagger broke.

Lu Xuanji stepped forward, striking his palm on Situ He’s forehead, smashing it like a watermelon.

Situ He perished on the spot.

"Let’s go, we should move to another place, another place!" Lu Xuanji said.

"Alright!"

Jin Xi nodded, activating the True Flame to burn.

Situ He turned to ashes on the spot, dissipating into the void.

Opposing a cultivator often does not preserve the corpse, mostly turning to ashes.

With a flicker, the two vanished.