Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

"Liu Qingfeng has met with the Star Palace Special Envoy Elder."

A mid-stage Core Formation cultivator dressed in black and white with white hair and beard appeared before Zhang Feng.

"Zhang Feng greets fellow Daoist."

Zhang Feng returned the gift as usual.

"What brings the special envoy here for inspection?"

"Our base on Suihan Island has been established for less than fifty years, so we really have nothing of value to offer!"

Liu Qingfeng suddenly transmitted his voice, which was slightly angry.

Zhang Feng was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this; this person was treating him like a special envoy from the Star Palace who was demanding bribes and favors.

However, speaking so directly to the Star Palace envoy, it's no wonder this person was assigned to the desolate place of Suihan Island.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please don't be anxious. I am originally a cultivator from Suihan Island. This trip is just to visit my family."

Zhang Feng transmitted his voice to Liu Qingfeng.

"Oh, I see. I was being presumptuous. Please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly apologized.

"It's alright, it's alright. I don't want to attract attention. Fellow Daoist Liu, you should just focus on your own business."

Zhang Feng issued an order to leave.

Liu Qingfeng, who had made a blunder, said nothing and left with a bow.

"Senior, senior, do you need some guidance?"

"We both grew up on Suihan Island and are familiar with all the streets and shops."

"It's very cheap, only one spirit stone."

A boy in his early teens, accompanied by a girl of about six or seven, stood timidly in front of Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng smiled slightly; the scene seemed somewhat familiar.

Back then, Mei Qing'er met him again in the same way.

As Zhang Feng scanned the area with his divine sense, he was suddenly struck by a sense of familiarity with the aura emanating from these two individuals.

Could it be that he really has some kind of relationship with Mei Qing'er?

Where are your parents?

"How could I let you two kids come out like this?"

Zhang Feng bent down and asked.

"Oh no, my parents are injured."

"We want to earn some spirit stones to buy some medicine to treat our parents' injuries."

The boy answered in a childish voice, and when the girl saw Zhang Feng approaching, she immediately retreated and hid behind the boy.

"Oh, what are your names?"

"My name is Mei Feng, and this is my younger sister, Mei Ning."

Zhang Feng was somewhat surprised to hear this, not expecting to see these two people here.

Zhang Feng carefully observed the girl's eyebrows and eyes. Although they were somewhat immature, her face was fair and delicate, and she had the appearance of a girl from a modest family. She was a little beauty in the making.

"Is your mother's name Mei Qing'er?"

Zhang Feng asked again.

"Ah, how do you know Mother's name?"

The boy was somewhat surprised.

Mei Ning tugged at his sleeve from behind and said in a weak voice:

"Brother, he looks a lot like the elders we have in our family."

"real?"

Zhang Feng, with his keen senses, had already overheard the two children's conversation and immediately began to speak:

"My name is Zhang Feng. I should be considered your elder. Please take me to meet your mother."

"Okay~, sure!"

Mei Feng hesitated for a moment, as if confirming Zhang Feng's identity, before finally responding.

"Show me the way."

Zhang Feng used his spiritual power to lift the two of them up and fly into the sky.

"There!"

Mei Feng was excited as he flew into the air for the first time, pointing to a snow-capped mountain.

In an instant, Zhang Feng carried the two of them to the front of the snow-capped mountain.

Zhang Feng scanned the area with his divine sense and found two peak Qi Refining cultivators in a cave at the foot of the mountain. One was lying motionless in bed with a weak aura, while the other was suffering from a depletion of spiritual energy. Both were seriously injured.

"Father, Mother, the memorial tablets for our ancestors that were displayed in the mourning hall have arrived!"

Mei Feng made a surprising statement.

"Feng'er, don't talk nonsense about your elders!"

A weak female voice came out.

Zhang Feng no longer concealed himself and entered the cave.

"Uncle, is that really you?"

Mei Qing'er was overjoyed and struggled to get up and bow.

"No need for formalities."

Zhang Feng casually waved his hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy gently lifted Mei Qing'er up.

Zhang Feng gently placed his fingers on Mei Qing'er's wrist and probed into her body with his divine sense.

A moment later, Zhang Feng stopped. He wasn't seriously injured; it was just a minor injury that would have turned into a serious one if it had dragged on for too long.

As for the other male cultivator, Zhang Feng discovered that his spiritual energy was disordered, his blood and qi were depleted, and there was a wound in his left abdomen that went deep into his internal organs.

Fortunately, none of them were incurable diseases. For a Core Formation cultivator like Zhang Feng, these injuries were easy to heal.

Zhang Feng took out two bottles of pills and handed them to Mei Qing'er, just about to speak.

The bedridden male cultivator endured his injuries and forced himself to speak:

"Uncle Zhang, I am seriously injured and know that my days are numbered."

"I would like to ask Uncle Zhang to help take care of my wife and children."

"This junior, Mei Lin, has nothing to repay you with but a map of a cultivator's cave passed down through generations. Please accept it, senior."

After recognizing Zhang Feng, Mei Lin took out a blood-stained map and handed it over tremblingly.

"There's no need for that. As your elder, I'm just offering some insignificant help."

"Besides, your injuries are nothing to me. Just take the pills."

Zhang Feng refused to accept it; injuries sustained during the Qi Refining stage could be healed easily.

Upon hearing this, Mei Qing'er's face lit up with joy. She poured out a pill, and a pure fragrance wafted out.

Mei Qing'er stuffed the pill into Mei Lin's mouth, then poured out another one and swallowed it herself.

After a short while, their complexions gradually returned to normal, and their wounds began to heal.

The two men exchanged a glance, then pulled the two children over and were about to kowtow to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng casually released a wisp of spiritual energy to stop the two from moving.

"Alright, now that you're all safe, I'm leaving."

"Uncle, wait a minute. Please accept this map. It was Grandpa who entrusted it to you."

"Grandpa once said that it was the cave dwelling left by the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the Mei family's ancestors."

"Lin and I are not strong enough, and we suffered greatly from using this map."

Mei Qing'er took the map and presented it with both hands.

Zhang Feng became somewhat interested upon hearing this.

The image of the white-haired old man from the Mei family flashed through Zhang Feng's mind. It was he who spoke up to re-establish the connection when Zhang Feng first wanted to understand the cause and effect with the Mei family.

Does he still keep this map, hoping to rebuild the relationship with his descendants?

That shows how much thought you've put into it.

"In that case, I'll accept it without hesitation. However, I won't take it for nothing; let's exchange it for these items!"

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, then reached out and took the map. He scanned it with his divine sense and found that the map was indeed ancient and from a very old time.

If you have the chance, you can go and explore it.

Then Zhang Feng took out his unused magical artifacts, pills, cultivation techniques, as well as several sets of formations, talismans, and weapon-refining techniques.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people.

Only by possessing skills can one earn spirit stones and gain a foothold in the Chaotic Star Sea.

"Uncle, this..."

Mei Qing'er swallowed hard. The dazzling array of pills, cultivation techniques, and even high-level magical artifacts was breathtaking.

These should be enough for the two of them to establish their foundation.

"I don't need these, so consider them a gift for the two little ones."

"These two have good spiritual roots. They must cultivate diligently so that they may have the opportunity to break through to the Core Formation stage in the future."

Zhang Feng looked at Mei Feng and Mei Ning, who were hiding behind Mei Qing'er.

Then a burst of spiritual energy struck Mei Feng on the forehead.

"what!"

The boy screamed in pain and clutched his head.

"Remember, don't go to watch the excitement in the future, and always stay away from crowded places."

"And you."

Zhang Feng placed one hand on the back of Xiao Mei's head.

"You must be brave, independent, and self-reliant, and don't let yourself be easily led astray."

"Also, master the martial arts of ordinary people."