Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

Chapter 166 Treating Body Cultivators Like Animals

Ning Zhizhi seemed to be deep in thought, and after hearing these words, she kept looking Chen Han up and down.

Then, with some surprise and astonishment, she asked, "Are you a fellow Daoist from the secular world?"

"Fellow Daoist has seen through me. That's right, I am indeed of mortal origin, and this is my first time entering the world of cultivation."

Chen Han spoke frankly.

"Are you a cultivator?"

A hint of disdain flashed in Ning Zhizhi's eyes, and she showed far less respect for Chen Han.

"Exactly."

"Well, fellow Daoist, you just helped me escape from this predicament. I, a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, am naturally not one to be ungrateful. I, Ning Zhizhi, have already agreed to help you. Rest assured, I will definitely make you satisfied."

Chen Han's face lit up with joy, and he quickly smiled and clasped his hands in thanks.

He didn't know how Shen Wan'er and the others would react after learning about this, but spiritual roots were extremely rare, and if they did have them, they would naturally have more options.

But if not, it would also relieve Chen Han of a knot in his heart.

"However, fellow Daoist, don't be too happy yet."

Ning Zhizhi changed the subject.

Hearing Chen Han openly admit his identity as a body cultivator, she couldn't help but feel a bit contemptuous, and she could also see this in the battle just now.

It wasn't that she was arrogant or aloof, but rather that in the cultivation world, body cultivators didn't fare very well. Most of them were rogue cultivators, and even poorer than ordinary rogue cultivators.

They often serve as servants to magic practitioners; the better ones might even act as meat shields, standing at the front when hunting monsters.

Such people often die or retire before the age of forty for various reasons. Only a very few, one in ten thousand, can stand out from the crowd and sit and rise with their fellow practitioners.

If one cultivates to the supreme realm and refines their body into a magical treasure, capable of supporting the heavens and treading the earth, they will be far superior to any other cultivator.

But such people are so few and far between; she has never even heard of many. Therefore, it's no wonder that body cultivators are looked down upon.

Ning Zhizhi thought for a moment and continued.

"There was a reason why my Green Mountain Sect sent me to Zhu Kingdom to recruit disciples. It is related to the Yun Clan, a cultivation family under my Green Mountain Sect."

Every year, they transport the offspring of cultivators who lack spiritual roots to the Zhu Kingdom. Although these people are also mortals, the probability of their offspring possessing spiritual roots is several times higher than that of ordinary mortals.

"Even so, the annual enrollment rate is less than six or seven out of a thousand, and mortals with spiritual roots are quite rare in the secular world."

"Therefore, Fellow Daoist Chen, you should not have too high hopes. Even if you have more than a thousand friends and clansmen, after deducting those over eighteen years old, you may only have a handful of them in the end, or even none at all."

"Of course, there is another situation, which is that those who are older but have excellent spiritual roots can have their age requirement relaxed at the discretion of the authorities."

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Chen Han's expression did not change much.

"I am aware of what Fellow Daoist Ning has said. I hope that you will do so, as it will also resolve a knot in my heart. Even if no one ultimately meets the requirements, I will not say another word."

Chen Han spoke frankly and sincerely, which improved Ning Zhizhi's impression of him even more.

"Yes, it's good that you know."

Then, Ning Zhizhi's fox-like eyes darted around, and she stroked her delicate chin with her hand before asking curiously, "Fellow Daoist, is this your first time in the cultivation world? Do you have any suitable places to stay?"

"Well... I really don't know where to go. I'm just wandering around like a headless fly. I plan to find out about the current situation before making any plans."

Ning Zhizhi's eyes lit up when she heard the answer she wanted, and her gaze towards Chen Han became more subtle.

"How about I recommend a place to you, the Yun Clan, a cultivation family under my Green Mountain Sect? I think... they would be very welcoming to Fellow Daoist Chen."

"Well... that's not a bad option, thanks to Fellow Daoist Ning's recommendation, but I still want to try it out on my own first."

Join a cultivation family?

Impossible, absolutely impossible...

The main reason why those cultivation families are just cultivation families and have not established sects is that they are not strong enough, have few cultivators, and cannot reach a certain scale.

As for Chen Han, a physical cultivator with a spiritual essence, entering this place was no less than a lamb entering a wolf's den.

Those high-ranking family members are very shrewd; they treat their own family members like treasures, while treating outsiders like livestock.

It's not impossible for Chen Han to have not only three or four wives and concubines, but even twenty.

I reckon there are still quotas; the more children you have, the more cultivation rewards you'll receive.

Although body cultivators are physically strong and can withstand repeated abuse from women, it seems like a good place to cultivate immortality while lying down. However... in the long run, such behavior is extremely harmful.

Of all the negative effects, physical harm is the least, while the greatest is the erosion of willpower.

The so-called three evils of humanity are pornography, gambling, and drugs, and one must not be tainted by them even slightly. Among them, pornography is ranked first for no other reason than that, over time, it destroys one's character, wears down one's will, and makes one lose interest and determination in doing anything, eventually leading to a life of debauchery.

A small part of this understanding comes from Chen Han's own interpretation, while the vast majority comes from what he learned from the Eagle Falcon Mountain lineage.

The most important part above concerns the matter of joining a family: unless you have a knife to your throat, if you really have nowhere else to go, go in quietly to collect some spirit stones, and then seize the opportunity to escape as quickly as possible.

This made Chen Han sigh with admiration at how experienced this senior was.

"Oh, I see. Well, that's good. The cultivation world has beautiful landscapes and countless beauties. But if you change your mind later, you can come to the Green Mountain Sect to find me, and I will introduce you."

Chen Han forced a stiff smile. "Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning... If there's nothing else, let's all take our leave."

"Yes, the wilderness of the cultivation world is fraught with danger. Fellow Daoist Chen, you should be careful and enter the market as soon as possible without lingering."

"I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Ning."

After Ning Zhizhi left, Chen Han let out a long sigh of relief, then pouted somewhat angrily, "This Miss Ning, so eager to recruit me into that so-called Yun family, could she be getting a commission from it?"

"I never expected that the very first person I met in the cultivation world would try to sell me out. It seems the cultivation world really isn't as easy as it seems..."

With this in mind, Chen Han also flew away from this place on his sword, speeding towards the nearest market in the cultivation world.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed quietly as Chen Han traveled.

On the horizon, the setting sun, like blood, slowly sank below the horizon. A cool autumn breeze whistled past, and the mountain streams, water birds, and farmland created a tranquil and peaceful scene.

"Finally, there are people here."

Seeing the traces of human life, the weary Chen Han couldn't help but smile.

With a flick of his two fingers, which glowed with a faint green light, he landed on his sword, then put it back into his storage bag. Afterward, he wandered aimlessly, hoping to find someone to ask him where he was.

Although asking wouldn't do much good, it seemed to be the only option he could take now.

According to the map in the inheritance, Chen Han had arrived near the market, but there was no sign of him. So he stopped when he saw people.