Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 3 Past and Present

"Uh……"

Chen Qian felt as if his head had been struck by a giant hammer weighing millions of pounds, and his whole body seemed to be surging with waves of electricity, a tingling sensation mixed with a slight pain, and he couldn't help but groan.

After a while, his consciousness gradually returned to normal.

"Uh……"

This time, the sound that came out was no longer a painful groan, but rather the bewilderment of the mind under the onslaught of countless pieces of information.

"So I've traveled through time, and I've been in time for eighteen years."

"Perhaps it shouldn't be called time travel, but rather reincarnation."

From the moment he was born into this world until now, at the age of eighteen, Chen Qian has never awakened his memories of his past life.

Until it was struck by this mysterious purple lightning.

Chen Qian is currently inside a simple tent. Outside the tent, sparse raindrops are hitting the leather exterior, making a tinkling, pattering sound.

It was clear that his wounds were not large. He had been given simple bandaging and even a basic wash.

There was still a slightly bitter taste of medicine in his mouth, which meant he had been given a healing pill.

There was an unknown animal hide under him, and a thin blanket covering him. Although it was raining outside, the rain had subsided considerably.

Judging from the faint light shining through the gaps in the tent, it was almost dawn.

I feel dry and comfortable all over, which is perfect for sleeping.

"Xiao Qian, are you awake?"

As the voice spoke, the tent flap was lifted, and a burly man walked in.

The visitor was none other than Chen Hongyuan, whom Chen Qian had known since childhood.

"Seventh Uncle, I just woke up a little while ago."

Not long after waking up, the pain in Chen Qian's body was rapidly subsiding, and instead, a tingling and numb sensation was becoming increasingly comfortable.

I just feel unusually tired.

"It's good that you're awake. Seeing that you were struck by lightning, normally you should have been completely dead, but miraculously, even the external injuries don't look like much. If it weren't for your chest rising and falling slightly and your breathing not stopping, I'd probably have found a grave for you by now."

"I was worried that the damage was to your soul, and that you might never wake up."

Although Chen Qian, this junior, lacked spiritual roots and could not cultivate, Chen Hongyuan had watched him grow up since childhood. He was intelligent, sensible, capable, and reliable, and Chen Hongyuan had always been quite protective of him.

"You've grown up now, it's a pity that Brother Hongtian can't see it. Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore. You should get some rest. We'll arrive in Fenglin City tomorrow."

Chen Hongyuan is a rather taciturn person, so it's rare for him to say so much in one go.

You can tell he's really worried.

Without waiting for Chen Qian's response, he turned and walked out.

Chen Qian didn't say anything more, closed his eyes again, and continued to organize the information in his mind.

Within Chen Qian's brow, in the Niwan Palace, lies the mysterious and unpredictable Sea of ​​Consciousness.

A small, unremarkable gray bead was slowly rotating, and some dreamlike, faint mist drifted out, constantly merging into this seemingly small space of consciousness.

Before ordinary people can cultivate immortality by drawing qi into their bodies, their souls are not manifest, and it is impossible for them to open up their sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if one officially becomes a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage, one must reach the late stage of Qi Refining before one can open up a sea of ​​consciousness the size of a soybean.

However, considering the size of the small gray bead quail egg as a reference, Chen Qian's sea of ​​consciousness can definitely be described as vast and boundless.

Unfortunately, it is currently also devoid of any spiritual energy, and there is not a trace of water in the sea.

It was as desolate and empty as the Dead Sea.

In his previous life, Chen Qian was just an ordinary office worker on Earth. His only distinguishing feature was his wide range of interests and hobbies, and his optimistic and cheerful personality.

Unfortunately, he knew a lot, but he wasn't proficient in any of them and didn't achieve much.

When Chen Qian was a child, he was a very naughty kid. He was the kind of mischievous boy who would go fishing in the river and climbing trees to steal bird nests. His ancestral home in his hometown village used to be his secret base.

Old houses always have some old objects and trinkets left by ancestors. Once, during a winter vacation when he returned to the village for the Spring Festival, Chen Qian found a small gray bead that looked like jade or stone in some corner of the ancestral house.

This little gray bead looked rather unremarkable, the kind that no one would bother picking up if it were dropped on the ground. But Chen Qian felt a strange attraction to it; beneath its gray exterior, there seemed to be a dreamlike, ethereal mist swirling around it.

Upon closer inspection, all that could be seen was the rough outer shell.

Others had seen it, but none of them felt the same way he did. Chen Qian didn't care, since he wasn't planning on exchanging it for money anyway.

This fondness has remained unchanged for decades.

From childhood to middle age, for decades, Chen Qian has always liked to hold this small gray bead in his hand and carefully polish it whenever he has free time.

Even in the final moments when someone is suddenly critically ill and on the verge of death, this is still the case.

did not expect……

Its origins are truly extraordinary.

He was reincarnated and brought to this world.

This is a vast world of cultivation.

Before being struck by lightning, Chen Qian had always thought of himself as a native of this place and didn't have much of a sense of the vastness of this world.

After all, he was still young and inexperienced, and his familiarity was limited to the area of ​​several hundred miles around that was actually controlled by the Chen family of Fenglin Valley.

Born into a collateral branch of a cultivation family, although his parents have passed away and he has no one to rely on, he is fortunate to be taken in by the family's charity hall and occasionally receives various kinds of information from the cultivation world.

They do have some basic common sense concepts.

The basic ruling class in this cultivation world consists of immortal sects and families.

The various immortal sects stand high above, their power dominating all directions. Countless large and small immortal cultivation families are scattered like stars across the sky, controlling their respective territories.

The Immortal Sect maintains the survival and development of the human race. Each family submits offerings and operates and survives under the rule of the Immortal Sect.

Of course, there are also some commercial organizations, intelligence agencies, and independent forces established by powerful rogue cultivators.

These can actually be seen as special immortal sects.

The Chen family of Fenglin Valley is a Foundation Establishment family under the rule of the Beast Taming Sect, which is one of the five major immortal sects in the Li Kingdom.

The territory of the Li Kingdom is very vast, stretching over 200,000 li in both length and width, or more than 100,000 li in radius.

Chen Qian, the original native, had little concept of the size of this area; he only knew it was extremely large.

With his innate martial arts strength, if he ran straight forward at top speed for twelve hours a day, he could travel nearly two thousand miles.

Therefore, it would take nearly four months to travel through the entire Lebanese country.

Of course, this is impossible. In reality, the terrain is complex, there are many monsters, and dangerous places are everywhere. An ordinary innate master can travel two hundred miles a day, which is already considered a good speed.

It would be quite good if they could leave Lebanon in three or four years.

Anyway, he has no chance of going that far, and his strength doesn't allow it.

This world is far from peaceful; the wilderness is mostly unsuitable for human habitation, and apart from the areas around major cities, there are virtually no roads to travel on.

Upon first entering the Innate Realm, one's strength is only equivalent to that of a cultivator at the first or second level of Qi Refining.

When traveling alone, if you encounter even a slightly powerful, low-grade, first-level demonic beast, your life will be over instantly.

Monsters of this caliber are as numerous as carp crossing a river in the wild.

Not to mention the even larger number of non-ranked beasts, many of which are also extremely ferocious and powerful.

Those with innate mastery are nothing to be afraid of.

Now that Chen Qian had regained his memories of his past life, he couldn't help but gasp.

Having received a modern education, he is no longer the ignorant little native he once was.

"Over 100,000 li in circumference? Even if we take 100,000 as an example, that area would be nearly 8 billion square kilometers, more than 15 times the surface area of ​​Earth."

"Such a large area, yet the five major immortal sects are able to control it and hold the fate of hundreds of millions of living beings in their hands."

Thinking of this, Chen Qian couldn't help but feel an infinite longing for seeking immortality and enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)