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Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 23

Ch 23: Secret

Ch 23: Secret

Dan Peak, halfway up the mountain, inside the cave abode.

“It seems that there are still accidents happening. According to the old Taoist’s lectures and this Qingyuan Dao Breath book, how can there be such a big deviation?” Wei Xing thought in the cave abode.

“I went to Senior Bai that day, also wanting to avoid alarming the enemy. If the fellow disciples know that I have entered Dao Breath, especially since it is different from theirs, it will inevitably attract the Master’s attention.” An eerie gaze and an old face emerged in Wei Xing’s mind, and he felt a chill all over. And that strange Senior Brother Dan Wu, there is really no trust to speak of.

“Dan Ba shouldn’t say it, he is only in the early stage of Dao Breath, and now he may have caught up with him. Seventh Senior Brother is only in the middle stage of Dao Breath, so he probably doesn’t know much. Dan Liu has a simple and honest appearance and obeys the Master’s words. If I ask him, it is difficult to guarantee that the Master will not find out. My abnormality may attract the attention of higher-ups, and then I will be exposed to the field of vision.” This is what Wei Xing would never want.

“Seventh Senior Brother is the best to me among all the senior brothers, saying that he doesn’t want him to be involved in my danger,” Wei Xing is very clear that he is in danger.

“Only that Bai He, his mind is not yet mature, but his cultivation is profound, and he is also in Central Peak, so he must know a lot. Only he is the most suitable to inquire about news. Who would care about a Bai He?”.

Wei Xing wanted to find out the reason why his cultivation was different from others.

“Time, Spiritual Energy, Cultivation Location, Environmental Factors, Cultivation Method, Physical Reasons,” Wei Xing wanted to find out the main factors based on his scientific research thinking habits on Earth.

“There is no problem with time. Everyone cultivates like this, and there is a deliberate requirement for cultivation time.”

“The Spiritual Energy is also the Spiritual Energy within Qingyuan Temple, which is no different from the other fellow disciples.”

“The cultivation place is in my own cave abode. Everyone is in the cave abode, so there is no difference.”

“The environment in the cave abode is just like that, nothing special.”

“The cultivation method is ‘Qingyuan Dao Breath’. The entire temple uses this, so there shouldn’t be any problems.”

“Body, could it be because of my body? When I first came to this world, this body was so bad, could there be any other differences? If there were any differences, that unlucky guy wouldn’t have been caught to be a breeding stock.”

Wei Xing was constantly judging, thinking, and wanting to find out the differences, repeatedly examining the scenes of his cultivation and the relevant factors.

“Wait, environment, if there is anything different about the environment, there is really one thing that is different!”.

Wei Xing thought of the sword that accompanied him from Qingyun Mountain to Qingyuan Temple when he was cultivating! When he was cultivating, it seemed to be emitting a faint white light.

“Could it be it!” Wei Xing was a little unsure and prepared to experiment.

Late at night, in the cave abode on the mountainside.

Wei Xing waited until late at night on purpose, just to eliminate the influence of daylight, wanting to carefully observe whether the sword body would emit white light.

Wei Xing sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the sword horizontally on his knees, and then began to cultivate according to the ‘Qingyuan Dao Breath’ cultivation method.

At first, nothing abnormal happened. It was only when the Spiritual Energy entered the tiny Qi Cyclone in Wei Xing’s body that the surface of the sword body began to emit a faint light. In the middle of the night, although the light was very weak, it was enough for Wei Xing to see clearly!

When Wei Xing circulated the cultivation method and the Spiritual Energy left the Qi Cyclone in his body, the light on the sword body began to extinguish.

“Damn it, there really is an abnormality!” Wei Xing was shocked.

Wei Xing began to run the cultivation method, causing the Spiritual Energy to repeatedly flow in and out of the Qi Cyclone in his body.

“Inhale!”

“Exhale!”

“Inhale!”

“Exhale!”

…….

Wei Xing saw the surface of the sword body, the white light flashing on and off, on and off, as if it was breathing.

“It’s quite fun,” Wei Xing joked.

It was only when Wei Xing reacted that he felt a great terror.

“This thing is actually related to the inflow and outflow of Spiritual Energy in my Qi Cyclone!”

“What exactly is going on?” Another huge question was placed in front of Wei Xing.

Wei Xing circulated the cultivation method and placed the sword farther away from him, and found that the light on the surface of the sword body became weaker. When it was closer to him, the light became a few points stronger.

“It can also be played like this!” Wei Xing was completely stunned.

Inside the cave abode room, Wei Xing was pondering to himself.

“This sword was brought by myself from Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Temple, and has been with me all the time. I thought about taking it back when I fell into the Li Family because I didn’t have a handy weapon. Now it seems that this sword should be destined for me, but it is hard to say whether this is good or bad,” Wei Xing stared at the sword in his hand, at a loss for a while.

“Could it be said that I was able to enter Dao Breath within two months, and the Qi Cyclone is related to it? It seems that if I want to find the reason, I still have to go back to Qingyun Mountain later and take a good look at the temple.”

Wei Xing thought that he wanted to draw the sword that day, but couldn’t draw it out, and became curious: “I had no Spiritual Power when I pulled it out before, but now that I have Spiritual Power, I don’t know what it will look like if I pull it out now.”

Wei Xing held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out with force.

Only hearing a “clang” sound, the entire sword body directly left the scabbard, and there was still a burst of cold light in the dark night.

“Damn, it’s out, it’s really pulled out.”

Wei Xing quickly waved it, and felt the Spiritual Power in his body swarming towards the sword body. In an instant, the Spiritual Power was close to exhaustion, and even the Qi Cyclone in his body was half the size, on the verge of collapse.

“Pfft” Wei Xing felt a tightness in his chest and directly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

Immediately, he heard a “bang” in the courtyard, and a sound came from the wall of the cave abode. The sound continued to run through the outer courtyard before stopping.

Wei Xing struggled to climb up, looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at the wall. He saw a sword mark left on the wall, directly piercing the wall.

Wei Xing quickly ran to the courtyard again, but saw that a mountain stone originally placed in the courtyard was also left with a deep mark, and some broken gravel was still left around it.

Wei Xing blinked, rubbed his eyes, confirmed that he had not made a mistake, and couldn’t help but sigh: “Damn, awesome.”

After speaking, he quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood next to the wall, and carefully watched the sharp incision left by the sword mark.

“If this were to suddenly hit the opponent like this, it is indeed possible to inflict serious damage,” Wei Xing calculated in his heart with a smile.

This discovery gave Wei Xing confidence and saw the hope of getting out.

“It’s just that the consumption is still too great. With my current physical condition, I can barely swing a sword, and any more will be life-threatening,” Wei Xing felt that the tiny Qi Cyclone in his abdomen was already dying and on the verge of collapse.

Only today did Wei Xing see the original color of the sword body, which was bronze, with no other patterns on the whole body, as simple as the scabbard, and inconspicuous.

“This is also good, so as not to be coveted by others in the future.” Although Wei Xing hoped that this sword could have a majestic shape, but at this moment, he needed to completely hide himself and not be noticed by others.

Wei Xing stared at the treasure in front of him and was so happy. This was the first time he had the power to fight back, instead of being arranged by fate.

At this moment, he was full of lofty ambitions and stared at the bright full moon in the sky and said: “From now on, I, Wei Xing, also have the hope of turning over!”.


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(🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

科研式修仙,从拒绝炉鼎开始
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Wei Xing, having graduated with a Master's degree, accidentally transmigrates to another world. Unknowingly, he has already been marked as a cultivation cauldron, surrounded by danger. On one hand, he uses a modern scientific research mindset to explore cultivation; on the other hand, he uses spiritual power combined with item refining methods, *** The stench of blood and the phantom echo of a butcher's knife were Wei Xing's last clear memories of Earth. Now, only agony remained. Not the dull ache of a hangover, but a searing, full-body violation. He gasped, eyes stinging against the harsh glare of an unfamiliar sun, the world swimming in a dizzying haze. Where were the familiar high-rises, the rumble of traffic? Only weeds reclaiming a dilapidated monastery met his gaze. Then came the flood – memory fragments, alien yet intimate, crashing into his consciousness. Sweat-slicked bodies, endless moans, a gaunt face twisted in simultaneous pleasure and pain, ruthless killers in red robes, and a desperate flight ending in... this. Nausea roiled within him. This broken, emaciated body wasn't his. Ribs protruded like ridges on a starved animal, bruises painted his skin alongside disturbingly intimate marks – hickeys? – mocking his non-existent love life. A tattered robe, stained crimson, barely concealed his nakedness. He was trapped. Not just in a strange place, but in a strange, violated body. Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through the pain. The scientific truths he clung to shattered against the impossible reality. He was an anomaly, a ghost inhabiting ruined flesh in a world that felt ancient and hostile. Hunted, wounded, and utterly alone, Wei Xing's journey began not with heroic resolve, but with a guttural cry of pain and the desperate, primal need to survive whatever nightmare he had stumbled into. The path forward was obscured by blood, conspiracy, and the chilling realization that his old life was irrevocably gone, replaced by a brutal existence where his very nature made him prey.

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