Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

4: Sister’s CrisisThe next day, Lin Jingyu didn’t slowly wake up until Chenshi three-quarters.

After sleeping, his spirit and physical strength were replenished, but the Spiritual Qi in his body had not yet recovered.

Without enough Spiritual Qi, it would take at least four hours of meditation and Cultivation to fully recover.

Not to mention Cultivation itself.

The Spiritual Qi in the area where the Lin family resided was too depleted. There was only a small Spiritual Vein, not even qualifying as a first-tier Spiritual Vein.

It wasn’t even enough to support a few Elders in their Cultivation.

There were dozens of Cultivators in the Lin family, most of whom were stuck at Qi Condensation first or second layer. While insufficient talent was one aspect, the greater reason was the lack of resources.

For Cultivators, wealth always comes first.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Jingxia, carrying a hoe and wearing a headscarf, pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

Her face was covered in sweat, and her legs and pants were splattered with mud.

She looked no different from a half-grown girl returning from working in the fields in the countryside.

Seeing Lin Jingyu, she smiled sweetly: ”Brother, you’re up. I’ll change my clothes and then make you food.”

Lin Jingyu’s face showed a hint of guilt.

For so many days, he was either researching his Golden Finger or wholeheartedly Cultivating in the basement.

He was thinking about reaching the Peak of life, becoming a Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core Grand Cultivator, marrying a cold and beautiful Fairy, and reaching the Peak of his life.

He was like a man possessed.

He hadn’t cared for this family at all.

The heavy burden had fallen entirely on Lin Jingxia, managing the Spiritual Fields and cooking meals.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up and started busy in the kitchen.

In fact, Cultivators don’t need to eat three meals a day like ordinary people; one Bigu Dan (Bigu Pill) is enough to keep them from hunger for ten days.

But that’s only when their internal Spiritual Qi is sufficient, allowing them to absorb surrounding Spiritual Qi freely anytime, anywhere.

”Sister, if you go to work in the fields later, still call me along. This kind of physical labor should be done by men.”

Lin Jingyu said at the dinner table.

Lin Jingxia picked up a mouthful of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and chuckled:

”Brother, you can’t even tell the difference between Spiritual Grain seedlings and weeds when they’re together, how can you work in the fields?”

Lin Jingyu’s old face flushed, and he couldn’t help but blame the original owner. If he had worked in the fields more, he wouldn’t have had absolutely no memories of planting Spiritual Fields.

”Brother, our family only has half a mu of Spiritual Field. I can handle it very easily by myself. Neighbor Old Man Wang even praised me for working fast and well. If I were to become a Utility Disciple at the Qinglan Sect’s Spiritual Plant Peak, I might even become a first-tier Spiritual Plant Master.”

Lin Jingxia said somewhat proudly.

The Qinglan Sect is one of the four great Cultivation Sects in Chiyan Prefecture of the Eastern Spirit Nation, with a Legacy spanning over a thousand years and a sphere of influence reaching thousands of miles.

The Southeast Market Town is an industry of the Qinglan Sect. It is a truly colossal power!

The Black Wind Stockade, which acts tyrannically in this area, is not even as big as an ant in their eyes.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was mindful. Lin Jingyu took note of this matter.

At this moment, ripples like water appeared before his eyes, and a panel emerged, displaying lines of information—[Intelligence Refresh.]

(Today’s predicted intelligence: Lin Jingxia will decide to go to the back mountain with her friend Little Miss to gather Spirit Medicine in exchange for Spirit Stones. The two, chased by a Yao Beast Baboon, will flee in panic to the edge of a cliff. They will surprisingly discover that there seems to be Spiritual Plants below.

So the two will carefully descend and harvest it, finding it to be a hundred-year mountain sweet potato.

After great joy, the two will take it to the market to sell, earning over a hundred Spirit Stones.

Lin Jingxia will think of giving her brother a surprise when she returns home, enough to pay off the Black Wind Stockade’s Spirit Stones, so he no longer needs to worry.

Soon after leaving the market, the two will be surrounded by several Bandit Cultivators, not only losing their Spirit Stones but also being first x then x, dying tragically...)

Lin Jingyu’s breathing suddenly grew heavy, and the chopsticks in his hand creaked as he clenched them.

Damn Bandit Cultivators, I want you dead!

Even though it was just intelligence, something that would happen in the future.

But such a thing would soon happen to his vibrant and beautiful sister.

He still couldn’t control his emotions, vowing to intervene and change the tragedy that was about to occur.

Lin Jingyu took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, calmed his emotions, and then asked:

”Sister, what are you going to do later?”

Lin Jingxia pointed to the already prepared shovel, hoe, and the spiked shoes, long pants, and veil for walking and climbing in the mountains:

”Little Miss and I are going to the back mountain to dig for Spirit Medicine. We’ll see if we can find a Spiritual Plant. Even if we can’t, picking some mushrooms and hunting some wild game would be good too.”

For low-level Cultivators, the Spiritual Qi in their bodies is too precious to use freely; they only use it when absolutely necessary.

Most of the time, they are no different from ordinary people, except for having several times stronger physical fitness.

”Oh, then be careful.”

”Don’t worry, we’ll just wander around the back mountain and not go too deep. Nothing will happen for sure.”

After they finished eating and tidied up.

Lin Jingxia, dressed and ready, walked out, and unexpectedly saw Lin Jingyu following beside her. She couldn’t help but ask:

”Brother, what are you doing?”

Lin Jingyu, carrying a half-human-tall large backpack covered with a cloth, said calmly:

”I have nothing to do, so I’ll accompany you up the mountain for a walk.”

Lin Jingxia blinked, revealing a somewhat gossipy expression, and said mischievously:

”Oh, you never accompanied me when I went up the mountain by myself so many times before, but this time, as soon as Little Miss is mentioned, you’re suddenly energetic.

Tsk tsk tsk...

Who told you you’re my brother? Leave it to me, I’ll definitely create an opportunity for you.”

Lin Jingyu’s face darkened. After Transmigration to this place, he didn’t even know what this person named Little Miss looked like. His sister’s misunderstanding was huge.

But that was fine, it just saved him the trouble of finding an excuse to explain.

The two walked out and saw Little Miss behind one of the Lin family’s buildings, a Qi Condensation first layer Cultivator.

True to her name, she was tiny.

Her small, palm-sized face had exquisite features, making her a definite beauty.

No wonder Lin Jingxia had the wrong idea.

”Little Miss!”

Lin Jingxia went to meet her, and the two naturally linked arms and walked forward, whispering secrets into each other’s ears.

Every now and then, they would glance back at Lin Jingyu, covering their mouths and giggling.

Lin Jingyu kept a distance of one or two zhang, not speaking, striving to minimize his influence.

He didn’t want to change their path.

A hundred-year mountain sweet potato was definitely a good thing, a genuine Spirit Medicine!

Just yesterday, in the market, he had encountered a stall owner selling solomons seal rhizome as a mountain sweet potato to another Cultivator, which caused a conflict.

Even if the stall owner used real mountain sweet potato, it would only be an ordinary ten-year-old mountain sweet potato.

With this opportunity to obtain a hundred-year mountain sweet potato, Lin Jingyu certainly wouldn’t give up.

Even if he couldn’t sell it in the market, eating it directly at home could provide a large amount of Spiritual Qi to aid Cultivation.

Soon, the three entered the back mountain.

All around were tall trees and clusters of half-human-tall bushes, bearing red berries and small pink flowers.

Only a trodden path lay beneath their feet.

Lin Jingyu’s eyes were filled with curiosity as he constantly looked around.

Having lived two lives, this was his first time venturing so deeply into the mountains.