After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 69

A strong sense of unease welled up in Bai Lu's heart. Was she dreaming or was she really in a hallucination?
but--

Based on her understanding of modern cultivation techniques, do modern cultivators possess such a level of skill to create such realistic illusions, even simulating body temperature?
Bailu touched her face; it was warm to the touch. She looked at her hands, which were white and flawless. Even the excruciating pain throughout her body had vanished without a trace.

"Sister?"

Seeing that Bai Lu hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhu Lanlan waved her hand in front of her.

"Lanlan..."

Bai Lu snapped out of her daze, looking at the innocent and lively little girl before her. Heaven knows, she died a horrible death when her sect was destroyed...

It was bitten in half by a swift tiger, its upper body falling into the tiger's mouth, while its lower body was thrown to the ground, its blood staining the earth red, and it was trampled into a bloody mess, its remains crushed into the mud.

She was hiding nearby and watched this scene unfold. She had originally wanted to save her, but in the end, she chickened out.

However, she soon suffered retribution—she was pierced through the heart by a magical artifact that appeared out of nowhere, and died instantly, going to the underworld to join her.

Oh, no!

Those who cultivate immortality have this life but no next life; when they die, their cultivation dissipates and they do not enter the Yellow Springs.

Zhu Lanlan tilted her head and looked at her: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you? Your hair, and your outfit, are all so dusty..."

When I saw her this morning, she didn't look like this. How come she looks like this after just one trip out... as if she's been through a lot in the world, even though her appearance hasn't changed.

Bai Lu looked down at herself and saw that she was dressed in a Taoist robe, not the clothes she was wearing before she fainted. Bai Wei must have changed her.

Suddenly, she thought of something, ran to the spring next to her, looked at her face, and immediately realized that this was her modern face.

Although the body she transmigrated into looks nine-tenths like her, she herself can still tell the difference. Moreover, she now has a pure wood spiritual root, not the mixed five spiritual roots that she was so disappointed in!

what happened? !
The egret touched its face, then touched its thigh and secretly pinched it—ouch!

pain!
Seeing Bai Lu's dejected appearance, Zhu Lanlan said again, "Uncle Gu Xing is giving a lecture today. Didn't you sign up, Senior Sister? Why aren't you going yet? If you're late, there won't be any seats left!"

"Oh? I have something to do, so I won't go. You go ahead and don't be late!"

Bai Lu snapped out of her daze and waved to Zhu Lanlan.

Uncle-Master Gu Xing is the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the Bu Liu Xing Sect besides the sect leader. Every time he gives a public lecture, it's impossible to even get a standing ticket in the square. Bai Lu pulled several strings to get a seat, hoping that listening to the lecture might give her a sudden enlightenment and help her break through that damned peak of Qi Refining that had been stuck for several years.

However, it was all in vain. From then on, she knew that even experts couldn't save her from her damn talent!

Although she now has a single wood spiritual root, she has already attended all the classes, so there is no need for her to go again. Moreover, she has no interest in going now; she really wants to know what's going on with her!

"Wait!" Bailu called out to her again, "My seat is in row three, seat fifteen. You can sit in my seat!"

Don't waste it, it was so hard to get it!
"Thank you, senior sister!" Zhu Lanlan beamed.

She didn't have a seat and originally wanted to stand on the side and audit the get out of class!
"You're welcome, don't be thankful, let's go!"

After Zhu Lanlan left, she quickly looked around, trying to find traces of the formation. After all, no matter how advanced the formation was, it could not be perfect.

However, she didn't find it; instead, she was confronted by the chubby manager, who stood angrily at the entrance of Bailu's dormitory, his plump body radiating fury: "Bailu!!!"

That name was roared out of his mouth! Many people in the dormitory opened their doors to see what was going on. When they saw it was the fat manager, those who knew Bailu gave her a helpless look, glanced at her hair, and then closed the door in tacit agreement.

Egret: "..." Friendship over!
"Tell me what exactly happened! You've picked all the spiritual plants from the entire back mountain! How dare you!"

The fat steward lowered his voice: "This is theft! A serious crime! Hand it over right now, or I won't be able to protect you if we find out!"

Then he paused, looked at her short, dog-chewed hair and her drab gray Daoist robe, and clicked his tongue: "Is our No-Leave Sect going bankrupt? You're dressed so shabbily! Where's your disciple's robe? Change it! If you go out dressed like this, don't think I'm a disciple of the No-Leave Sect! And your hair! Did a dog chew it? Go to the Pill Pavilion and buy some hair growth pills! It's an eyesore!"

Egret: "..." That's really sharp-tongued!

But she didn't have time to pay attention to him right now, because she was completely bewildered. There was no trace of any formation here. Could it be that she was really dreaming?
—It can't be that after her soul transmigrated to the cultivation world, she transmigrated back into the cultivation world!

This sudden idea made the egret's eyes widen in surprise.

The fat manager glared at her too: "Stop staring at me like that, give me the thing!"

"Not for now."

Bailu must have gotten herself into a lot of trouble. For the first time, she actually dared to speak to the fat manager like that. She even made an outrageous request: "How about you slap me, knock me out, and then you can take me away!"

The chubby steward: "???"

He looked at Bailu as if she were a silly child. He had never realized that this child was so reckless. Stealing sect property, if the sect leader were ruthless, he could have executed her directly, or at the very least abolished her cultivation and expelled her from the sect!

He would absolutely not help her keep it a secret!
How will she survive then?
In the cultivation world where Qi Refining is as common as dogs, Bai Lu's cultivation level is so low that few people would even hire her as a handyman, let alone a servant who has been expelled from the sect. She would have a hard time finding a place to survive because there are always people who bully the weak and fear the strong. Even if Bai Lu tries her best to find resources, without the ability to protect them, she will be robbed of everything.

His already limited patience ran out, and the fat steward immediately tried to snatch Bai Lu's storage bag.

Of course, Bailu wouldn't give it to her. She thought that if it was a dream, she might wake up after fainting, but if it wasn't a dream, then things would get interesting.

Before long, Bailu successfully started fighting with the fat steward. However, her cultivation was too weak, and before she could even exchange two moves, she felt a surge of pressure in her eyeballs, as if she was about to tear up. Just as she was about to pause, the fat steward swept her away with a palm strike, sending her flying. She crashed into a pillar, vomited blood, and fainted. Her body disappeared from the spot for a moment, but quickly reappeared in the same place, falling heavily to the ground.

The fat manager was completely numb and didn't notice the subtle change at all. He hurriedly ran towards Bailu, his bulky frame straining, and squatted down to pat Bailu's face: "What's wrong! Wake up! Bailu—"

He didn't mean to hurt her!

He grabbed Bai Lu's wrist, probing it repeatedly, his face filled with disbelief: "Where did your cultivation go?! How come you're only at the first level of Qi Refining!"

With her Qi Refining Perfection cultivation, she could easily withstand one of his attacks!

If he knew she was only at the first level of Qi Refining, he wouldn't dare use even half his strength!
"Could it be that in order to successfully establish his foundation, he used some unorthodox methods and suffered a backlash? Was he forced to steal spiritual plants to heal his injuries? But... what kind of evil technique could cause such a backlash?"

The fat steward was completely baffled and even began to find reasons for the egret's theft.

"Wait a minute! Where's your mixed spiritual root?! How did it become a celestial spiritual root?!"

The fat steward was dumbfounded. What kind of backlash could turn a person into a celestial spiritual root? What kind of evil magic? Teach me, teach me everything!
The fat steward shook the egret desperately, but she couldn't wake her up at all.

But it wasn't a good idea for Bailu to just lie there vomiting blood, so he quickly grabbed her by the waistband and took her back to her dormitory, patting her face repeatedly along the way!

Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, and having even given her a vital energy-replenishing pill, he immediately reached for her storage bag, just as he was about to succeed, when Bailu suddenly rolled over, pinning the storage bag down. The chubby steward: "..."

"Stop pretending to be dead now that you're awake! Tell me honestly, what kind of cultivation technique did you practice that caused this backlash? I've told you so many times not to be so hasty, but you never listened. Now look what happened! You've suffered a backlash! After more than ten years of cultivation, you're back to where you were before you even reached the Qi Refining stage!"

The egret secretly curled its lip—you weren't this calm when your lifespan was almost over and you couldn't build a foundation anymore!
"Let me tell you, you need to hand over this cultivation technique to me for safekeeping immediately. It's an evil technique, you can't practice it! And you must give me the spiritual plants, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the sect. At most, I'll give you three Qi-replenishing pills—"

Seeing that Bai Lu didn't move, the fat steward gritted his teeth and said, "Here's another Rejuvenation Pill for you!"

"Thank you so much, Fatty...Manager Liu!"

Bai Lu knew she had been seen through, so she stopped pretending and looked at the fat steward expectantly: "However, I would like to keep three of each type of low-grade spiritual plant, two of each type of medium-grade spiritual plant, and only one high-grade spiritual plant is enough!"

"I think you've had enough!"

The fat steward's face began to tremble: "Is it yours? If you want it, then keep it!"

Bai Lu choked back: "Is it your stuff? You're so greedy, so secretive! I've seen it so many times, every time you deliver something you secretly keep some! And I know where you hide it!"

The fat manager was rarely as speechless as he was today.

He looked at Bai Lu, then suddenly lifted her up and scanned her sea of ​​consciousness with his divine sense.

Bai Lu felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his mind before the fat steward released him. He chuckled, "Your personality has changed so much after being attacked by the backlash; I thought you had been possessed!"

The egret covered its head, realizing it had been careless!

In this world of cultivation, she's utterly ordinary, with no background or talent. What can she do besides lie low? Of course, she has to restrain her temper as much as possible!

Talking back to your boss?

Going against your boss's wishes?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Otherwise, she would have rebelled when she only received a quarter of the Replenishing Yuan Pill!
—This damn crappy company, no, this crappy sect, let whoever wants to stay stay!

However, she dared not.

Because the life of a rogue cultivator is even worse than that of a broken sect.

So, the fat steward is now skimping on the pills he gives her!

But after returning to the modern world and becoming "powerful" for a while, she almost forgot all about being cautious.

The contrast between being a "Master Bai" and going back to being a "minor servant" is too great!
The egret silently hugged its pitiful self, but suddenly heard the fat steward's voice: "What are you crying for! High-grade spiritual plants are impossible, but low-grade and medium-grade spiritual plants are fine with you!"

"Really?!" Bai Lu suddenly raised her head, revealing a face without a single tear, her eyes bursting with immense joy: "Thank you, Manager Liu!"

The fat steward closed his eyes briefly: "Can I have it now?"

"Here you go!"

The chubby steward took the storage bag, rummaged through it, and picked out forty spiritual plants. Then he looked at Bai Lu and asked, "Where's your cultivation technique?"

The egret looked bewildered: "What kind of technique?"

"Your cultivation technique that transforms you into a Heavenly Spiritual Root!"

"Manager Liu, are you getting senile? What kind of technique is this?"

"Do you want to see what kind of spiritual root you have?"

"Holy crap! What happened? Where are my five spiritual roots? How come there's only one left?!"

"Don't give me that!" the fat steward glared.

"I really don't know!"

"Really?"

"Really!" Bai Lu said sincerely.

The fat steward stared at her for a while, then finally let her go for the time being and handed her the spiritual plant.

The egret hurriedly accepted it.

She's not picky, really.

Actually, if the fat steward wanted to snatch it by force, she wouldn't have been able to do anything about it. Now that she also has spiritual plant points, she's made a profit!

The egret saw the fat steward off with great satisfaction, and returned with four round pills in its hands.

The fat steward was ruthless in exploiting people, but from a moral standpoint, he was a good person because he hid her when the sect was destroyed. It's just that she was unlucky and didn't survive to the end.

The egret ran back to its dormitory, closed the door, and didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of its mouth.

Although the Bu Liu Xing Sect is a small sect, it was once glorious, so even an outer disciple has his own private dormitory room.

Bai Lu rummaged through her dorm room and found a hidden storage bag at the bottom of the drawer, which contained her savings from the past ten years!

Spirit stones, elixirs, and a few rare and precious materials!

These are all the possessions she painstakingly collected in the world of cultivation!
But there aren't many.

Just now, when she was knocked unconscious by the fat steward, she was 100% certain that she had returned to the modern world and even vomited blood!

She choked to death and came back to life, but she could still hear Bai Chen and the others talking.

She wanted to wake up, but she could hear the fat steward talking. In that instant, the two worlds seemed to connect. Almost simultaneously, Master Qingxu and the fat steward fed her a pill. Obviously, the fat steward's pill was better. As soon as this thought popped into her head, her consciousness was pulled back to the world of cultivation. Just then, he tried to snatch her storage bag, and she suppressed him without thinking.

However, she was certain of one thing!

She was probably not dreaming, nor was she in an illusion array; she had truly returned to the world of cultivation!
Moreover, she returned to a year before her sect was destroyed. She didn't know how she got back, but that was the truth.

If that's the case, she must have a way to return to the modern world!

Wouldn't that mean the two worlds could communicate with each other?!
The egret's eyes widened!
In that case, there are some things we need to plan carefully!

(End of this chapter)