Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

"Junior Brother Han, this is a total of fifty spirit stones, fifty points of sect contribution, and one [Minor Righteous Qi]. Please count it carefully."

"Hmm~, it's actually this spiritual energy! This [Minor Pure Qi] is indeed difficult to gather. It is said that to gather this [Minor Pure Qi], one must rely on the secret method of neutralization, shaking it from above and urging it from below, keeping it at shoulder level, taking its pure and clear essence, and also revealing its subtle phenomena. One thread can be obtained in a month, and it takes thirty months to complete."

"Although your path to cultivation is now severed and you can hardly advance... this item is quite valuable, so selling it is a good idea."

Xiaoweishan, within Zhuwu Peak.

A middle-aged cultivator with slightly graying hair and beard sat in front of the hall, handed a storage bag to Han Jieliu, shook his head and said a few words, then sighed with some regret.

Han Jieliu took the bag, scanned it lightly with his divine sense, and nodded.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu."

Liu Zhouxing nodded after hearing this, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Looking at the face in front of him that he was somewhat familiar with, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, Brother Han, you don't need to thank me. You should thank someone else."

"We've known each other for many years, and I know you have a heart that yearns for the path of immortality. But the path of cultivation is unpredictable, and who knew this would happen, severing your path? Alas..."

Han Jieliu was handsome and fair-skinned, with a polite expression, and his light blue robe was slightly damp.

Hearing Senior Brother Liu's words, he silently put away the storage bag, his gentle face showing no emotion, and said softly.

"Senior Brother Liu, cultivation begins with cultivating one's character. Since I was willing to leave my family and come to the sect, I naturally know that the path of immortal cultivation is by no means easy. It requires contending with the heavens. I have also anticipated these situations. It is common for one's path to be cut off. At least I haven't lost my life..."

Liu Zhouxing didn't say anything more, but as an elder of the sect's Zhuwu Peak, he knew how these disciples who had no chance of improving their cultivation would be treated, and he sighed again.

"Well, your decision is good. Since the path to enlightenment is now cut off, you might as well leave the sect and return to your family. You can be an elder in peace and tranquility..."

He didn't say the rest, but instead looked at the notice board not far away that read "Sect Mission".

Since the sect has nurtured you and invested resources in you, it is only natural that they should take them back through other means.

That means treating you like a puppet to carry out tasks.

This has already been proven true in the cases of his disciples who entered the sect at the same time but have now lost their way.

"It's because the person you saved was a disciple of that senior uncle on Zhengqing Peak that you were compensated with a [Minor Zhengqi]. On other peaks, you probably wouldn't even get a spirit stone."

Liu Zhouxing glanced around, whispered a warning, and then handed a Li Zong token with a mountain-shaped pattern to Han Jieliu.

"It is extremely difficult for other disciples who have lost hope of making a breakthrough to leave the sect. Most of them are hindered by various obstacles and are forced to stay in the sect to carry out missions. The fact that you were able to apply must be the result of Zheng Qingfeng's efforts behind the scenes."

"Just be careful to leave early, otherwise something might happen if you're too late."

Han Jieliu kept Liu Zhouxing's words in mind, accepted the token, and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu. If you ever leave your sect in the future, please come and visit my clan."

Liu Zhouxing shook his head and chuckled.

"Of course, there's no need for such formalities between us. I'll visit you when I have time, and I won't stand on ceremony then."

Although it was called an invitation, the Han family, where Han Jieliu lived, was thousands of miles away from Xiaowei Mountain, and both of them knew in their hearts that the chance of meeting again was slim.

Han Jieliu didn't say anything more. He cupped his hands in greeting, went out, set up his magical artifact, and flew away from Zhuwu Peak.

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A gentle breeze caresses the face from a height of 100 feet.

Han Jieliu's black hair fluttered in the wind. He didn't encounter any fellow disciples along the way, and his pace of carrying the goods was neither fast nor slow.

Until he flew over a spiritual lake, through the misty fog, and returned to Caiwu Peak, where his disciples resided.

Once inside the cave, Han Jieliu's expression finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

His once gentle eyes had changed color, becoming incredibly calm as he silently observed everything within the cave, like a stranger inhabiting the place.

He suddenly sighed with a hint of helplessness.

"It's really hard for the original owner to maintain this personality. She's always been helpful and kind to everyone. No wonder she ruined her own cultivation path by saving people..."

Yes, as is customary, Han Jieliu is not a person of this world, but rather possessed this body with the same name due to an accident in his previous life.

A month ago, the original owner was seriously injured while saving a fellow disciple during a sect mission and soon died, allowing Han Jieliu to take over this identity.

Although he has been saved, the price is that his spiritual aperture is shattered, and his cultivation can no longer make any progress. He even has some difficulty maintaining his daily spiritual energy circulation.

Han Jieliu, having transmigrated here, has gradually become familiar with the body of a cultivator after a month of adaptation.

So he slowly used his divine sense to examine his body's condition.

Within his body, a tiny spiritual aperture, no bigger than a light bulb, had withered and was emitting a faint, pale blue spiritual aura.

Like a leaky airbag, every time a portion of magical power is transferred, half of the same amount of spiritual energy is lost.

"It seems that after another month of recuperation, there has been no improvement at all."

Although Han Jieliu had expected this, he still looked somewhat unwilling and withdrew his divine sense in disappointment.

"I never expected that after finally transmigrating to the cultivation world, it would start with a disastrous beginning, leaving me with a body that can't cultivate... Why did the original owner have to act like a hero?"

"However, if the original owner hadn't done that and died, perhaps I wouldn't have had the chance to transmigrate."

In his previous life, Han Jieliu was also a successful person who knew how to regulate his emotions. He quickly calmed down, stopped complaining, and began to analyze his current situation.

After transmigrating, he inherited many fragments of the original owner's memories and has gained a basic understanding of this world.

It can be said that, apart from the shattered spiritual aperture, his current situation is better than that of countless ordinary rogue cultivators in this world.

The cultivation realms in this world are divided into embryonic breathing, qi refining, foundation building, purple mansion, and so on. As for the original body above that, I don't know.

Cultivators must gather qi, build a foundation, and open their purple palace in order to gradually advance on the path of cultivation.

The original owner's starting point was not low. She was born into the Han family, a Qi-refining immortal clan in Linjiang County. From a young age, she showed that her spiritual talent was outstanding among her peers. She was sent to Xiaowei Mountain, the only Foundation Establishment immortal sect in Linjiang County, which was supported by the family.

He has been cultivating in his clan since childhood, and three years ago he had already surpassed the embryonic breathing stage by consuming a stream of [Reed Breath] and breaking through to the Qi Refining realm.

He has now reached the second level of Qi Refining, which is considered quite fast among his fellow disciples who joined the sect in the same year.

After all, Qi Refining is a major hurdle on the path of cultivation, and many cultivators spend their lives stuck at the late stage of the Fetal Breathing realm.

When it comes to gathering and refining Qi, that's a whole lot of knowledge.

For ordinary cultivators, it would take at least several years to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth themselves.

The original owner of this body was tasked with expanding the family's network within the sect and finding a powerful backer. With the small amount of spirit stones and salary accumulated from the family's annual missions, she chose to buy the relatively inexpensive [Reed Breath], which cost fifty spirit stones.

Although this [Clear Breath Among Reeds] is just one of the most common spiritual energies in the cultivation world, like [Minor Pure Spiritual Energy], its advantage lies in its relative cheapness and its compatibility with the Water Virtue lineage cultivated by Han Jieliu.

He quickly advanced to the Qi Refining Realm, became an inner disciple, and became a disciple of Daoist Huayun of Donghe Peak.

However, his cultivation has stagnated because of that incident, and he is suffering from hidden injuries. In fact, not a single letter has come from Donghe Peak in the past month, and it seems that he has been abandoned by that Huayun Daoist.

"It's the cruel, self-serving world of cultivation after all; it's understandable that the old Taoist priest would give up on himself..."

My relationship with that Daoist Huayun was merely one of exchanging gifts and serving as his disciple. I had only met him a few times in the past three years. I could not be considered a direct descendant of the peak, let alone a personal disciple.

This was all so that the Han family could have a nominal backer in the county and not be manipulated by others.

"Hmm... Even though it's difficult to advance my cultivation now, I've at least reached the early stage of Qi Refining. In this cultivation world, I'm not at the bottom, but I'm a senior that those small clans and rogue cultivators need to respect."

"As for the road ahead, let's go back to the family first, and then take it one step at a time. The cultivation world is vast, and there may be a way to restore the spiritual aperture... Even if it doesn't work, there may be other paths of cultivation."

Han Jieliu had only been in this world for a month and was still relatively optimistic about everything.

Having made up his mind, he planned to spend all his sect contribution points at the Scripture Pavilion the next day before leaving Xiaowei Mountain.

"Just like Liu Zhouxing said, I can't stay in this sect anymore. Staying here will only lead to being driven around until I'm old. It's better to leave as soon as possible."

With everything planned out, Han Jieliu sent messages to several friends in the sect informing them of his impending departure, and then paid them no further attention.

He sat cross-legged on the stone bed and began to quietly regulate the spiritual energy consumed by the objects he had just placed.