Immortal Clan: I have a Tree of Creation

Ginkgo nuts, ginkgo nuts again...

Zhou Chengnan gazed at the lone white spiritual fruit on the Tree of Creation.

I sighed silently; just as I expected.

Unfortunately, of the four children and four spirit fruits, only the third son, Zhou Yuanqing, produced a green fruit; the rest were all white fruits.

He has now basically figured out the pattern of how the Tree of Creation produces its fruit.

If nothing unexpected happens, the quality of spiritual fruits is likely closely related to the aptitude and spiritual roots of one's offspring.

Qing'er, who possesses a wood spirit root, brought a green fruit containing fragments of the spirit root.

Therefore, it seems that Zhou Yuanyi, who is only 100 days old, is also destined to be without spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots are extremely rare, one in a hundred miles.

Having spiritual roots doesn't guarantee becoming an immortal or an ancestor, but the qualification itself is something countless people dream of.

Zhou Chengnan knew that it was already incredibly lucky for one of his four children to have a spiritual root.

"So what if I don't have spiritual roots?" He shook his head, regaining his fighting spirit.

"As long as the Zhou family prospers, the children will naturally live better lives than others."

Ginkgo nuts are just ginkgo nuts, there's nothing to regret.

Old Zhou Yuanyi has just turned 100 days old, and it will be more than half a year before this ginkgo fruit matures.

"I need to hurry..." Zhou Chengnan left the chaotic space.

His martial arts talent may not be as outstanding as his eldest son Zhou Yuanshan's, but it is definitely not bad, much better than that of an ordinary farmer.

After reaching the Bone Refining Realm with the help of spiritual fruits, he has made great progress in recent years through diligent study and practice.

In addition, the encounter with a tiger on the mountain a year ago suddenly broke through the obscurity of the "Tiger Subduing Skill".

Zhou Chengnan has now reached the peak of Bone Refinement and is just one more push away from breaking through.

His plan was clear: to break through to the fifth level of martial arts, Blood Refinement, within a year through his own cultivation.

Once you have firmly established yourself in the Blood Refining Realm, then consume the newly condensed ginkgo fruit from the Creation Tree.

At that time, perhaps I can break through the shackles in one fell swoop and reach the sixth realm of martial arts, the Marrow Refinement Realm.

There are seven realms for acquired martial artists, and the next realm is the innate realm.

Even in a county town, a martial artist with innate martial arts skills would be a well-known figure.

If one can become a Xiantian martial artist, earning a thousand taels of silver will be no difficult task, and seeking immortality will be much easier.

The Zhou family's 100-day celebration was grand and successful, with both hosts and guests enjoying themselves.

Most of the villagers gave monetary gifts, ranging from tens to hundreds of coins.

This is the custom in Jinyang Village: monetary gifts are a must, but there is no limit to the amount; the emphasis is on etiquette.

The amount of money given as gifts by their own relatives and friends was quite substantial.

"Husband, it's a total of thirty-two taels of silver and five hundred copper coins." Wang Shuzhen handed over the account book.

Zhou Chengnan was in charge of most important matters in the Zhou family, but his wife, Wang Shuzhen, always managed the finances.

The 100-day celebration was quite expensive, and the monetary gifts received were also substantial, mainly from the father-in-law.

"Our father gave you fifteen taels, Shuzhen, he really loves you..." Zhou Chengnan looked through the account book, smiling from ear to ear.

Wang Shuzhen lightly punched him: "Isn't it all for the good of our family?"

"Wang Dong also contributed two taels of silver. He hasn't found a wife yet, so we'll find an opportunity to return the silver to him."

"OK."

The banquet consisted of food and wine that the family bought themselves, and the total cost was less than ten taels of silver.

In total, the gift money for the fourth son's 100-day celebration will still have a surplus of about 20 taels.

"Chengnan," Wang Shuzhen suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Yunlan, she..."

As he spoke, he took out a brocade bag from behind his back and carefully poured the contents into his palm.

The four longevity locks are exquisitely crafted and identical in style.

It wasn't a silver lock, but four gold locks.

—A golden lock, made of gold!

"Huh..." Zhou Chengnan was suddenly startled.

He was busy greeting guests, and his aunt Zhou Yunlan left in a hurry, so they didn't have time to chat much.

"Did Auntie give you all of this?"

This is gold; an ordinary farmer might not even touch a few pieces of gold in his entire life.

Although the longevity locks are not heavy, each one weighs at least four or five qian (approximately 10 grams).

The four gold locks together amount to two taels of gold.

Gold, this is gold!

According to the market price in Liang Kingdom, one tael of gold is worth ten taels of silver, and the exchange rate would be even higher if you really wanted to exchange them.

Therefore, these four seemingly insignificant little gold locks are actually quite valuable.

"Aunt Yunlan left in a hurry, and we haven't properly thanked her yet." Wang Shuzhen was a little undecided.

"My husband, what about this golden lock...?"

Zhou Chengnan understood his wife's meaning.

There's no such thing as a free lunch, and goodwill doesn't come easily.

It's truly puzzling that my aunt, whom I haven't contacted for many years, suddenly reappeared and was so generous.

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I'll accept it for now."

"I'm going to the city to pick up some goods in a few days, and I'll stop by my aunt's house to visit her and find out what's going on."

"Okay, whatever you say."

"The children are still young, and it's inevitable that they'll attract envy if they go out wearing gold locks. Madam, please keep them for them for now."

Zhou Chengnan handed the gold lock back to his wife.

"By the way, I'll be going on a long trip in a few days, so I'll leave the household chores to my wife."

"Yes, where are we going?" Wang Shuzhen nodded.

"Huangxing County".

......

a few days later.

Outside Huangxing County, on the official road.

Zhou Chengnan took out a map of Pingjiang County and carefully compared it with the map.

"Yes, this is the place. I haven't gone to the wrong place."

A few hundred steps further on, a small town came into view, slightly smaller than Anshan County, but more exquisite and elegant.

This is Huangxing County, which is adjacent to Anshan County, but the two counties are nearly 200 miles apart.

Once the road was opened and the city was brought in, the streets were bustling with vendors hawking their wares.

The customs of Huangxing County are basically the same as those of Anshan County. The only difference is that Huangxing County is famous for its apricots, and the air is filled with the fragrance of fruit.

"Greetings, sir. May I ask if this road leads to the Xu family residence?"

The old man stood leaning on his hoe. "You want to go to the Xu family?"

"Follow this road forward, turn east when you see the vermilion archway, cross the Shuangxi Stone Bridge, and you will arrive."

"Thank you so much, sir!"

Zhou Chengnan had his reasons for going to great lengths to travel over a hundred miles to the neighboring Huangxing County.

The third brother, Zhou Yuanqing, possesses spiritual roots and must be sent to a celestial sect within ten years.

Over the years, he has tried various methods to find ways to cultivate immortality and become an apprentice.

After years of patient waiting and arduous searching, things have finally started to look promising.

A few days ago, the servants at Wangyue Restaurant were often talking about it. They said that a powerful immortal cultivation clan in a neighboring county was holding a marriage contest, and anyone with spiritual roots could be chosen to become the son-in-law of the immortal cultivation clan.

For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly a road to heaven.

Although spiritual roots are rare, a considerable number of spiritual roots will still be born in the surrounding counties with a population of several million.

Spiritual essence is useless; true immortality lies in obtaining the opportunity to become a cultivator.

Zhou Chengnan quickened his pace and finally arrived at the Xu family's house before sunset.

A high platform was erected outside the Xu family mansion.

A red banner hangs above the gate to welcome talented young men, while a red silk ribbon flutters, reflecting the image of a bridal sedan chair.

Crowds thronged to catch a glimpse of the elegant young lady in her phoenix coronet and wedding gown as she parted her lips to compose a couplet with bold, elegant strokes, eliciting a clamor that filled the garden.

"Phew...there are quite a lot of people."

The opportunity for the Zhou family's first cultivator to emerge might just fall into place here.