Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

69: This is true inheritance.Lin Jingyu couldn’t wait to start ”testing” his newly ”upgraded” brain CPU.

He closed his eyes and tried to recall the information on the first Spiritual Plant he had only glanced at earlier—Stunted Grass.

A growth cycle of three years, with toxic branches, stems, and leaves that make people stupid if consumed... The sprawling description of over a thousand words covering its characteristics, growth environment, medicinal pairings, processing taboos, and common look-alikes... flowed through his mind word for word, perfectly accurate, as if he had pressed a precise playback button!

He could even recite it in a low whisper, fluently and with a hint of showiness, his speaking speed steady without the slightest stutter or lapse in memory!

”Holy crap! Awesome! This memory... it’s practically comparable to a small biological computer!” Lin Jingyu was so excited he almost jumped up on the spot, his heart drumming wildly against his ribs.

This effect was simply Heaven-Defying!

For the first time, he tasted what it felt like to be a Genius.

It turned out that when those people said it was simple, it really was simple.

Although he had been burned half to death by that Ghost Fire just now, wailing in pain and flailing like Sun Wukong thrown into the Supreme Lord’s Pill Furnace.

But the benefits were real and immediate!

This method of purifying Mental Energy and strengthening memory and comprehension directly from the level of the Soul’s Origin was unheard of!

It was definitely a divine technique! A supreme secret method!

Even a colossus like the Qinglan Sect, which dominated its region, might not possess a secret method of this caliber.

If the fire had to burn, then let it burn.

Being able to gain such immense benefits, he wouldn’t back down even if the pain were ten times more unbearable.

Anyway, once he mustered the courage to enter, there was no way out.

He’d just leave the pain for his future self to bear!

The value of this ”Taihao Elixir Canon” was countless times more terrifying than his most optimistic estimate!

Don’t forget, this was just the tip of the iceberg of the Legacy from a single planet on the outermost edge of the vast, boundless starry sky of knowledge recorded in the Jade Slip!

If he waited until his cultivation was higher, after he reached Foundation Establishment or even Core Formation, and then ”descended” onto other more central and mysterious planets... hiss!

What kind of Heaven-Defying Opportunity could he obtain then? It was simply unimaginable! Just thinking about it made his blood boil!

The immense temptation was like a sweet poison, making Lin Jingyu’s heart burn with heat.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him, and a look of ruthlessness and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

”Blood-binding! Isn’t that how it’s written in novels? What if it works?”

Gritting his teeth, he took out a cold, gleaming Rank One Medium Grade Magical Artifact from his Storage Pouch—the ”Water-Sunderer” sword.

The blade flashed with a cold arc of light under the night-luminescent pearl.

”Chiss!”

The sharp tip of the sword sliced lightly across the pad of his left index finger without hesitation.

A slight sting followed, and a bead of crimson blood instantly welled up from the small wound, gathering at his fingertip like a plump ruby.

He quickly and carefully pressed his bloody finger, with a hint of reverence, onto the cold, smooth surface of the ”brick” Jade Slip.

He muttered in his heart, ”Blood-binding! Bind to me! From now on, you’ll be my Lifebound Treasure!”

However... the expected flash of spiritual light and the feeling of a Bloodline connection did not appear.

The round bead of blood simply slid slowly and heartlessly down the smooth, cold surface of the Jade Slip.

”Patter.”

With a soft sound, the blood bead hit the cold stone slab below, leaving a small, dark red dot—a silent mockery.

The Jade Slip itself remained cold, ancient, and unremarkable, without even the faintest ripple of spiritual light.

It was as if what had just been dripped onto it wasn’t blood containing life essence, but a drop of insignificant dew.

”Dammit! I knew it wouldn’t work!” Lin Jingyu grumbled as he withdrew his finger, looking at the small wound on his fingertip that was quickly stopping its bleeding, his face a mix of frustration and helplessness.

”What on earth is this piece of junk made of? Impervious to water and fire, resistant to blades and swords, and even blood-binding doesn’t work? How bizarre!”

He scratched his hair in frustration.

”Keep it in the Storage Pouch? Doesn’t feel safe. What if someone steals it one day? Hide it in this secret underground room? That doesn’t feel safe enough either. What if some passing Foundation Establishment big shot scans it with their Divine Sense?”

A sense of crisis, the ”guilt of possessing a treasure,” welled up within him, making him suck his teeth in worry.

Fortunately, this thing really was like a brick; it didn’t have the slightest ripple of spiritual energy, making it hard for outsiders to see anything unusual.

”Forget it, I won’t think about it for now. Things will work themselves out. If the Qi Refinement Stage isn’t enough, maybe I’ll be able to refine it once I reach the Foundation Establishment Stage.”

He decided to first address the pressing issue of his personal hygiene.

The cold sweat from earlier had left him feeling sticky all over, carrying a sour smell mixed with a faint scent of blood, the combination of which made him frown in disgust.

He left the secret room and walked into the courtyard.

The cool night breeze blew, giving his spirits a slight lift.

By now, the storm had stopped, and stars had appeared in the dark sky.

It was as if that rain had existed solely to drench him.

He walked to the well, turned the windlass, and drew up a bucket of ice-cold well water.

Without hesitation, he lifted the bucket and poured it over himself from head to toe with a ”splash,” chilling him to the bone.

The coldness of the well water instantly dispelled the heat and stickiness of his body, making him shiver involuntarily, and his mind cleared completely.

He poured two more buckets over himself until he felt refreshed and free of any odor before he finally stopped.

Returning to the room, he changed into a set of clean, coarse cloth clothes; though the material was ordinary, it was fresh and dry.

Returning to the secret room, he sat cross-legged on the cold prayer mat.

Lin Jingyu took a deep breath, clearing away all stray thoughts, his eyes becoming firm and focused once more.

He once again picked up the ”brick” that he both loved and hated, yet cherished as a treasure. With a solemn sense of ritual, he pressed it firmly against his forehead.

His mind sank into it.

This time, his goal was clear. He bypassed the ”Trainee Alchemist Chapter” that had previously made his head spin and felt out of reach, heading straight for the main objective—finding a cultivation method for Mental Energy!

”Fifth Mental Energy cultivation method...”

His mind swept over the corresponding area, but his heart suddenly sank.

”Missing.”

Those two cold words were like two buckets of cold water poured over his head.

”Sixth Mental Energy cultivation method...”

”Missing.”

The same two words, carrying a sense of cruelty.

”What’s going on?” Lin Jingyu’s heart tightened. ”How could they be missing for no reason? Could it be... they were intentionally removed? Or is the Legacy itself incomplete?”

He quickly turned his ”gaze” toward the final one.

”Seventh Mental Energy cultivation method...”

It was followed by countless small characters.

Only then did Lin Jingyu’s racing heart calm down slightly, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

”Thank goodness... at least this one is still here...”

With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, he ”clicked open” the detailed contents of the seventh method.

In his heart, he looked forward to what kind of Heaven-Defying benefits it would bring.