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Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Ch 1: Bidding Farewell to Matters Behind

“Search for me, he can’t run far. The Elder has spoken, we must see him alive or his corpse!”

A woman in a red robe, with a gray black gauze covering her originally pretty face, floated in the air. Her casual long hair drooped over her exposed fragrant shoulders, faintly carrying charm, making people see it hazily and unrealistically.

“Seal off the entire Wei Kingdom, and do not leak the news. Bring the person back within three months. If you delay the Elder’s immortal technique progress, then you will have no need to exist.” The woman coldly instructed nearly a hundred people below.

“Yes, we respectfully obey the decree.” The hundred people quickly formed groups of three to five and scattered in all directions.

At the entrance of a dilapidated monastery, a place rarely visited by people, weeds and wild trees grew freely, growing vigorously, swaying back and forth with the wind, showing a lot of vitality.

“Ah, pain, pain, pain!” Wei Xing called out as if waking from a dream. His head was dizzy, and the strong midday sunlight stung his eyes. He slightly opened his eyes, and a burst of dizziness struck, making the world spin.

A massive amount of memory fragments crashed towards his sea of consciousness!

The sweaty press of bodies, the pervasive, drawn-out moans, the gasps, the gaunt face, the endless, frenzied coupling he couldn’t escape, the killing and the flight, the relentless pursuit – all of it swirled together in Wei Xing’s memory, a chaotic, overwhelming mess.

Nausea and dizziness went from the crown of his head to his heels. He staggered two steps before barely stabilizing himself.

Enduring the discomfort and the faintly aching lower body, Wei Xing rubbed his eyes. The scene that appeared in front of him left him dumbfounded. “Where is this? Wasn’t I on my way to work?”

All he could see were no longer tall buildings and traffic, but weeds, a dilapidated monastery, and a small path in the wilderness mountains.

Wei Xing supported his head with his hand and shook it gently, sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the monastery.

Looking into the distance, in the calm, the memories of the past gradually flooded into his mind, from the countryside, constantly working hard to study.

After being admitted to university, he continued to study for a master’s degree in weapons, thinking that he would be greeted with a bright and beautiful life.

But who knew that fate was tricking people, catching up with the trend of unemployment in the times, and helplessly went to a slaughterhouse to work as a pig slaughterer.

The b*oody, gloomy, and cold butcher knife, like an emotionless killer, was probably Wei Xing’s biggest feeling in the factory area.

He thought his luck was very bad, but now he looked around blankly. Looking at his clothes, he was even more startled and couldn’t help but exclaim, “D*mn it.”

From the gaps in the red blood stains on Wei Xing’s clothes, it was still clear that it was a white robe.

The robe was full of holes and broken threads. When he untied the robe, there were no other clothes.

Taking a look at his body, Wei Xing’s scalp tingled, and a chill rushed to his mind. “Is this, is this still a person? Is this my body? How did I become like this?”

The ribs on his body protruded, and there were whip marks everywhere, neither light nor heavy. He was also stabbed in the chest.

Wei Xing quickly checked the rest of his body. There was not a single good piece of skin on his body, with various bruises and “hickeys.”

“Wait, hickeys? What the h*ll is this? I don’t have a partner! Who doesn’t abide by women’s virtue, randomly kissing people, randomly planting strawberry marks!” Wei Xing cursed loudly. In his opinion, his purity had been defiled, which he could not tolerate.

The most bizarre thing was that he had no pants, just wrapped in a robe.

Wei Xing suddenly remembered something and quickly looked down, feeling relieved in his heart. He patted his chest and said, “Fortunately, fortunately, it wasn’t lost. I haven’t married a wife yet, otherwise, what would I live for!”

After calming down.

“Hey, I thought a plain life could be accepted, but fate is tricking people. What is this again? It seems that I still have to find a way to understand the surrounding information first.” Wei Xing said to himself.

Instinctive thinking made him first want to urgently understand the surrounding information to eliminate the unease in his heart.

He mustered his strength, and Wei Xing barely stood up, touched his dry corners of his mouth, and his shriveled belly. He looked at the monastery behind him and stepped into it to find a water source to support his journey.

“Ouch, it hurts!” Wei Xing took a step and pulled out a burst of pain. He simply dragged one of his legs and slowly dragged himself forward, trying to separate his legs as much as possible.

When he found a well, it was already dry, which was quite boring. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a faint light reflecting back from the bottom of the well, as if something had been submerged in the wind and sand of this world.

Wei Xing was already thirsty, and the burning pain urged him to find a water source. He searched all around and found a cyan-white Daoist robe in a dilapidated room.

Saying it was cyan-white, the white was just because the time was too long, and the cyan color faded to appear whiter.

But it was better than his tattered robe to block the wind. He changed his clothes and walked towards the mountains.

A small stream slowly flowed down from the mountains. Wei Xing scooped up a handful of water and drank it in large gulps. The long-lost sweetness nourished his dry body, making his whole person sweep away the decadence and appear more energetic.

It was just that the reflection of his face in the river attracted Wei Xing’s attention. “Who is this! Why does he look like a dead person? There is no blood on his face, listless, and withered.”

Wei Xing touched his chin, and so did the reflection in the water. Only now did he realize that this person was himself!

“I’m done, this, this, d*mn it, are you kidding me!”

At this moment, he pinched his face hard, and the pain made him howl.

Wei Xing looked up at the sky and cursed, “Dog old heavens, what are you kidding me! Go find someone else! Why are you looking for me!” Until this moment, he completely panicked.

Looking at that unfamiliar face and unfamiliar body, he finally realized that he could not go back. He had stumbled into this strange world in a daze, and he was going to be trapped in this strange place.

At this moment, Wei Xing’s heart was in a mess, and the unknown fear instantly overcame reason! Overcame the scientific truth that he had believed in for many years!

He knelt on the ground and cried, his voice trembling, the veins in his neck bulging, and his face flushed, as if he wanted to suffocate himself in this strange world.

At this moment, the world was quiet, the wind stopped, the clouds were still, and the originally rustling trees also stopped, as if mourning for him, mourning for the dead self, mourning for the parents and relatives far away in another world.

After a long time, the sky, which had been cloudless just now, was now covered with dark clouds, and the distant dark clouds were surging and sweeping in, violently driving away the remaining half of the white clouds.

It started to drizzle, and the rain slapped on Wei Xing’s face, as if declaring the rules of this world, which would not show mercy to you just because you were an outsider.

“Pa, pa, pa, pa pa”

It was not known whether the cold awakened Wei Xing, or the rain disturbed him. He gradually opened his eyes, and rainwater mixed with mud flowed around his mouth.

The cyan-white Daoist robe that he had just put on was still soaked by the rain and turned dark cyan.

Wei Xing’s fingers moved in the puddle, staring silently at the raindrops that kept falling into the small mud pit on the ground, without saying a word.

This world was noisy, but Wei Xing was quiet.

“It’s cold,” Wei Xing spat out after a long time.

Wei Xing wanted to lie down here forever, but his adult reason told him that he had to get up to avoid the rain.

The current body was like a candle swaying in the cold wind, which could be extinguished at any time, and could not withstand a cold or fever.

Wei Xing slowly climbed up, stared at the receding clouds, suddenly knelt down, performed three great salutations, and sobbed, “Mom and Dad, your son is sorry for you two, I can’t fulfill my filial piety! Although you don’t recognize me anymore, not to mention this face does look like a star. If I go back looking like this, I guarantee I’ll immediately get you a daughter-in-law!”

“Crack”

A thunderclap came from beyond the sky, and the huge sound shattered Wei Xing’s fantasy of another world in his mind. He hadn’t stayed long enough.

The thunder struck the trees beside him, the tall canopy fell, and a fire started, pulling Wei Xing back to this world.

Wei Xing looked at the raging flames in front of him and muttered, “Why are you in such a hurry? Can’t you wait for me for a while! I still want to stay with my parents for a while!”

“Burn, burn, it’s better to burn it clean! I had a miserable life on Earth, I don’t believe I’ll live like a cow or horse here! I have to live like a bird!” Wei Xing said resentfully, turned around and walked towards the monastery to avoid the rain.

This fire burned brighter and brighter, as if burning away another self on Earth, and in the embers of the flames, he was reborn in this world.


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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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