I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Not wanting to dampen his son's enthusiasm, Zheng Dashan began to explain in detail.

"Yifei, our Tianlan Continent is a cultivation world. Everyone has spiritual roots, which are the medium through which the body connects to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They are divided into five types: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."

With the same resources, the cultivation speed is fastest with a single spiritual root, and slowest with five spiritual roots.

If one has a cultivation technique of the same attribute, the cultivation speed will be much faster. The outstanding scions of powerful families and sects can reach the Foundation Establishment stage in their early twenties, while low-level rogue cultivators struggle to even break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining in their entire lives.

"Father, what kind of cultivation technique should I practice with my five spiritual roots?"

This is the key question Zheng Yifei wanted to ask.

"The most suitable cultivation method for those with five spiritual roots is the Five Elements Technique."

Where can I find the "Five Elements Manual"?

"The simplified version of the Five Elements Manual is available in the market and can be cultivated up to the ninth level of Qi Refining. If you want the advanced version of the Five Elements Manual, you need to become an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect and be able to cultivate up to the Foundation Establishment level."

Zheng Dashan has a wide range of knowledge, probably because his son has five spiritual roots, so he made a special trip to inquire about it.

How can I join the Qingyun Sect?

"Only those who reach the seventh level of Qi Refining before the age of eighteen are qualified to enter the Qingyun Sect. We low-level rogue cultivators shouldn't even think about it. Those who can enter the sect are all scions of large families."

"At eighteen, he had reached the seventh level of Qi cultivation."

Zheng Yifei was immediately discouraged. He was already sixteen years old, and had been cultivating since he was ten. After six years, he had only reached the first level of Qi Refining.

To break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining in two years is simply a pipe dream.

Zheng Dashan sighed again: "Xiao Fei, accept your fate. The social hierarchy in this world is solidified. It's harder than climbing to heaven for a rogue cultivator at the bottom to rise up. You have five spiritual roots. Even if you buy the 'Five Elements Manual,' the resources you need to break through each level are several times, or even dozens of times, more than others."

"Your wages at the gambling den aren't nearly enough to make ends meet; you'll probably never even break through to the second level of Qi Refining in your lifetime."

"Dad, I want to try."

Although he was only two years away from turning eighteen, Zheng Yifei had no intention of giving up. Since he had been reborn into this world of cultivation, he had to try his best to become an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

It's like gambling; if you win, you can break free from your shackles and rise to a higher social class.

Even if we lose, the worst that can happen is that we'll just stay the same and continue being a spiritual farmer.

He has never lost a bet.

"Xiaofei, once your father recovers and we finish harvesting this season's spirit rice, we'll hold your wedding. You and Hanmei will live a good life together from now on."

Zheng Dashan changed the subject, feeling that his son had changed and was now thinking about cultivation. With his five spiritual roots, he would never be able to break through to the second level of Qi Refining in this lifetime, so he might as well get married and have children early.

"Let's talk about it when you're better."

Zheng Yifei didn't want to continue the discussion with his father. He would make his own decisions and go to the market tomorrow to see how much the "Five Elements Technique" cost. His "Eternal Spring Technique" was indeed unsuitable. Every time he practiced, he could feel that his cultivation of qi and blood was growing slower than a snail.

It seems that the right training method combined with abundant resources is the key to my breakthrough.

As for marrying Han Mei, there's no need to even think about it; she's a green tea bitch.

However, in the past two years, the original owner has been a sycophant and hasn't even held Han Mei's hand. Tonight, he's going to collect the interest from before.

After dinner, Zheng Yifei said goodbye to his mother and went to the river near the shantytown. Han Mei was already there.

"Yifei, did you bring the spirit coins?"

The moment they met, Han Mei asked for money without even pretending. It had always been like this; the original owner of this body would never refuse her whenever she asked.

"Meimei, you've grown even more beautiful. Let me give you a hug."

Zheng Yifei went up to her and hugged her, groping her all over.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! I'm angry!"

Han Mei struggled desperately. She had no intention of marrying Zheng Yifei at all; she just wanted to find a free laborer to help out during her family's busy farming season.

Because he has five spiritual roots, he's too useless. There's no hope of marrying him; you'll live a miserable life for the rest of your life.

"Meimei, haven't you always said you wanted to marry me? Isn't it normal for us to be intimate? Why are you angry?"

Zheng Yifei didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter.

"roll."

Han Mei unleashed the power of a second-level Qi Refining cultivator, directly blasting Zheng Yifei away.

Zheng Yifei almost fell to the ground. The difference in their cultivation levels was evident; he couldn't even defeat a woman.

"Zheng Yifei, you filthy scoundrel, how dare you lay a hand on me! Don't you even look in the mirror? You're a piece of trash who'll never even break through to the second level of Qi Refining, and you think you can marry me?"

Enraged, Han Mei put her hands on her hips and started cursing.

"You were the one who said you wanted to marry me, but you were lying to me all along?"

"I just tricked you into doing chores for my family. To tell you the truth, I've already started a relationship with Manager Zhao's son, and we're getting engaged next month. Don't even think about it. Soon I'll be in a completely different social class from you. It's so unlucky that you, this slut, got the better of me."

Perhaps because she was pinched too hard, Han Mei rubbed her chest, spat out some phlegm, and turned to run away.

Watching her retreating figure, Zheng Yifei sneered. He had finally exposed the true colors of this green tea bitch. Well, that was fine, so his parents wouldn't force him to get married.

When I got home, my parents and younger siblings were all asleep.

Zheng Yifei sat in the courtyard and swallowed a Spirit Gathering Pill.

Then, he circulated the "Eternal Spring Technique," and the elixir was rapidly refined in his abdomen, causing a massive surge of spiritual energy to spread throughout his body's meridians.

As expected, cultivating immortality requires resources, and the effects of elixirs are clearly visible.

His previously stagnant cultivation level actually started to loosen slightly.

This pill is equivalent to a month of his arduous cultivation. However, his five spiritual roots require too much spiritual energy, and the "Eternal Spring Technique" is indeed not very effective at absorbing spiritual energy. He must change his cultivation method and become an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

Zheng Yifei made up his mind.

The next morning, he filled the water tank at home, ate breakfast, sent his younger siblings to school, and then went to the market.

Let's take a stroll around the Wang family's Wanbaolou first.

Sure enough, I found the "Five Elements Technique" manual at the counter, but it cost fifty low-grade spirit stones.

This price would have been an astronomical figure for the original owner; his family could never save up fifty low-grade spirit stones in their entire lives.

But Zheng Yifei is now a reborn gambling king. If he wants, he can win fifty low-grade spirit stones in an hour.

However, that would be too conspicuous and attract attention, and you might not even know how you died.

Therefore, we still need to be more cautious.

After leaving Wanbaolou, he first went to Zhao Family Gambling House, played for half an hour, lost all one hundred spirit coins in his hand, and then found Haozi.

"Brother Mouse, I've lost everything and I'd like to borrow some money. Could you tell Master Zhao?"

"No problem, come with me."

The rat loved doing this: introducing someone to a loan shark would earn him a reward from Master Zhao.

In addition, if the person who borrowed the money wins, they will also give him a tip. For example, Zheng Yifei has already given him two tips.