I run a casino in the immortal realm.

From the second round onwards, Zheng Yifei deliberately controlled the game, sometimes winning and sometimes losing.

After playing for half an hour, he secretly won 300 spirit coins and then left the game, saying, "I lost 100, I'm not playing anymore."

Then he went into the dice game and played for an hour and a half, winning 600 spirit coins before leaving.

"Brother, I've lost everything. Could you lend me some money?"

To cover up his winnings, Zheng Yifei went to the counter of a loan shark.

The manager, a middle-aged man, sized him up and said, "This is your first time at the gambling den. We won't lend you money unless you have collateral."

"Alright then, I'll come again tomorrow."

After Zheng Yifei finished speaking, he walked towards the door. Several idle men who spent their days loafing around the gambling den glanced at him but didn't pay him much attention.

Once outside, Zheng Yifei made a point of observing the surroundings. No one was following him, which meant that his decision to borrow money from loan sharks was the right one.

I won a total of 1,400 spirit coins today, which is equivalent to 14 low-grade spirit stones.

He went to the market management office immediately and happened to run into Manager Zhao, who was in charge of collecting rent, in the lobby.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here?"

Manager Zhao was a little surprised. He had planned to send Zheng Yifei to the mine to work, because he didn't believe that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy could get three spirit stones in three days.

"Manager Zhao, I had good luck today and won five hundred spirit coins at Zhao's Gambling House. I'm here to pay the rent right away."

Zheng Yifei handed over three hundred spirit coins with a forced smile.

"Really? Well, you're really lucky. Don't fall behind next month, or I'll send you straight to the mines."

Manager Zhao had his men count the money and then gave him a receipt.

The Zheng family are experienced spiritual farmers who have farmed for the Zhao family for generations. As long as they pay their rent honestly, the Zhao family will not make things difficult for them.

"No, no, I will definitely pay the rent on time next month. Thank you for your leniency, steward."

Zheng Yifei bowed and then left the service hall.

"Damn it, we have to work like slaves for others and be subservient to them."

As Zheng Yifei stepped out of the gambling den, he couldn't help but mutter a complaint. Then, he felt a bit scared. This was the cultivation world, and cultivators had very sharp eyes and ears. If the people in the gambling den heard him, he would at least get a beating, or worse, lose his life.

After paying the rent, he still had 1,100 spirit coins in his hand. For a low-level cultivator, this was a huge sum of money. His family worked hard all year round farming and gathering herbs, but they didn't have that much left over.

I have to spend it, otherwise my parents will become suspicious if I bring so much money back home.

After observing his surroundings again and finding no one paying attention to him, Zheng Yifei went directly to the Wang family's Spirit Pill Pavilion, where they sold elixirs.

The Lingdan Pavilion is quite large, covering an area of ​​approximately 500 square meters, with two floors.

It is said that the first floor is a sales area and the second floor is a cultivation room. Cultivators who come here to buy pills can rent a room on the second floor to refine the pills. The cultivation room is protected by an array and will not be disturbed, so it is very safe.

"Young man, what kind of medicine would you like?"

As soon as I approached a counter, a pretty young woman greeted me with a smile.

This service attitude is even better than that of the staff at Blue Star Mall. It seems that whether they are mortals or immortals, businessmen all know the business philosophy of smiling service.

Zheng Yifei scratched his head: "Senior Sister, I've been stuck at the first level of Qi Refining for a long time. What kind of pill can I take to quickly improve my cultivation level?"

He has been cultivating for six years and has never taken any pills in his life, nor have his parents, so he knows nothing about pills.

"For Qi Refining Level 1, a low-grade Spirit Gathering Pill will suffice."

"How much is a low-grade Spirit Gathering Pill?"

"A bottle costs ten low-grade spirit stones and contains ten low-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, enough for a month of cultivation."

"Then let's have one bottle."

No wonder his parents couldn't afford pills; they were so expensive. Zheng Yifei finally understood that his father, who was already in his thirties, was only at the third level of Qi Refining. This was the common situation for lower-level cultivators.

The salesperson took out a jade bottle, uncorked it, and had Zheng Yifei count the pills to confirm that there were ten.

Zheng Yifei also paid one thousand spirit coins.

"Young man, it takes three days to refine one Spirit Gathering Pill. Don't take too many at once, or it will cause your meridians to burst."

After the transaction was completed, the saleswoman gave a special reminder, noting that she could tell it was Zheng Yifei's first time using pills.

"Thank you."

Zheng Yifei put the jade bottle into his pocket and turned to leave.

After walking down the street and making sure no one was following him, he went straight home.

"Yifei, is your father feeling better?"

Just as I stepped out of the market, a pretty girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old came from the opposite direction and blocked my way.

"My dad is feeling better."

Zheng Yifei was a little confused; he couldn't remember who this person was.

"That's good. I'll go check on him in a bit. Xiao Fei, do you have any spirit coins left? I want to buy some rouge."

"Buying rouge?"

Zheng Yifei suddenly remembered that this girl was Han Mei, the original owner's childhood sweetheart, and her parents were also tenants in the shantytown, less than 100 meters from his home.

In my memory, the original owner was a sycophant. During the busy farming season, he would always help her family finish their work before coming back to help his parents. Any spirit coins he had would be taken away by her under various pretexts.

During this time, Zheng Dashan was injured and bedridden, and she neither visited him nor looked for Zheng Yifei.

Now that they've encountered him, they're asking for money right off the bat; they've clearly got their hands on him.

"Yes, I've run out of rouge. Give me a few spirit coins."

Han Mei acted as if it were perfectly natural.

Zheng Yifei laughed: "Okay, but I don't have any right now. Let's go to the river after dinner. I still have ten spirit coins."

"Really? Then you should go early, I'm scared if it gets too late."

Han Mei left happily after speaking, without suspecting anything at all.

Watching her retreating figure, Zheng Yifei snorted coldly and turned to walk home.

When I got home, I first gave my father a Rejuvenation Pill. Seeing that he was in good spirits, I decided to talk to him about cultivation, because he planned to increase his investment in cultivation resources in the future.

"Father, what's the highest level we can reach with the Everlasting Spring Technique?"

"Yifei, we independent cultivators might never break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining without resources. Why are you asking this?"

"Father, I now have a stable income, which allows me to buy some pills for cultivation. I'm sure I can break through to the late stage of Qi Refining."

Zheng Shan sighed: "The Everlasting Spring Technique is a common, low-level technique. It has no attributes and can be cultivated by anyone with any spiritual root. The highest level one can cultivate it to is the Qi Refining Perfection, but it requires a massive amount of resources."

"What are attributes?"

"Attributes refer to each person's spiritual root attributes. For example, I have four spiritual roots: metal, wood, water, and earth. Among them, the water spiritual root is more prominent. If I cultivate water attribute techniques, my cultivation speed will be very fast."

However, these cultivation techniques with specific attributes are monopolized by sects or large families, and we low-level independent cultivators have no access to them at all.

"What is a spiritual root?"

Zheng Yifei didn't find much knowledge about cultivation in the original owner's memories. He only knew that he had five spiritual roots, which was determined by the teacher when he was in school.

Now that I need to focus on cultivation, I naturally need to understand the cultivation system of this world in all aspects.