Cultivation: Starting with Sterilizing My Own Father

After trying it out, Wei Zhiying finally realized that she really couldn't keep living creatures. There were too many uncertainties with living creatures. If she had a baby, the weight would increase and make it hard for her to breathe. If her family saw this, they would definitely say that she was possessed by some unclean spirit.

Fortunately, the things in the space never spoiled, and eggs and the like wouldn't hatch into chicks. So Wei Zhiying traded the rabbits she had hunted for some eggs and put them in the space.

The next morning, the siblings put on the best clothes their mother had picked out for them, and after leaving the house, Wei Zhiying quickly took out the clothes she had brought with her from her spatial storage.

Although it doesn't look bright, at least it's clean.

Wei Lanyin tilted her head, her big, watery eyes full of confusion: "Why do we need to change clothes?"

Wei Zhiying explained, "The clothes Mother dressed us in are so bright. We're going to work, so they're bound to get dirty. Then Mother will definitely say... Mother will definitely have to work hard washing the clothes again."

Wei Lanyin didn't want her mother to be too tired, so upon hearing Wei Zhiying's words, she immediately and obediently put on her clothes.

Time flew by and it was now the seventh year of Jian'an. Wei Zhiying and her older sister had both turned five.

During this time, Cui Lanyin's attitude towards her daughter gradually changed. Every time Wei Lanyin received money, Cui Lanyin would take it away immediately: "Hurry up and wash those clothes, they've been piled up there for so long."

When it was time to eat that day, a bowl of porridge would be brought to Wei Youcai: "Husband, please try this meal. I specially bought some pickles for you and our son."

After being beaten and scolded by her father and grandmother, Wei Lanyin would ask her mother if they didn't like her. Cui Lanyin would impatiently reply, "You know that, yet you still go to get scolded. Are you stupid?"

A five-year-old child, upon learning from his mother that no one in the family liked him, immediately burst into tears. Cui Lanyin, in a state of collapse, kept slapping herself: "Why are you crying! Why are you crying! What did I say that made you cry! You know perfectly well that your father doesn't like your wailing, you just want to see us mother and son get beaten, aren't you itching for a beating? If you're itching for a beating, don't drag me into it!"

Wei Lanyin was terrified and screamed as she tried to grab her mother's hand, but how could a five-year-old child compare to an adult's strength?

Cui Lanyin frantically pulled at her hair: "Why are you still crying! Why are you crying? You just take advantage of your brother's support to do whatever you want. Your brother always makes excuses for you, saying you're not intelligent enough. I think you're both stupid and wicked!"

Wei Lanyin was so frightened that she couldn't even cry, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Wei Zhiying heard the notification sound she was paying special attention to, opened the panel and saw that her sister's fear level had skyrocketed. She immediately grabbed the firewood she had just gathered and ran home.

When she ran into the house, she saw the aunties from the left and right neighbors running over to comfort Cui Lanyin. They pointed at the five-year-old girl in the yard and told her to be filial, but the child was already terrified. When the adults saw that she was not getting a response, they all said that she had given birth to a fool.

Aunt Li frowned and said, "Anyway, your Xiaoying is all grown up now, she should be fine, right? Your girl is so dull, don't let her be a burden to you."

Wei Zhiying immediately raised her voice, speaking before any of the adults could say anything, "Mother! What's wrong? Did Father hit you again? This is firewood I specially gathered for you, to help you wash your hair and feet!"

Firewood is essential for everyone; it's what you rely on for starting a fire and cooking. Wealthy families might bathe two or three times a month, but it's different for villagers. Sometimes there's no charcoal, so they rely on firewood for warmth. Sometimes they might only wash their hair or bathe once a year, let alone collect firewood specifically for that.

The aunties around kept praising Xiaoying for being filial, and Cui Lanyin's swollen face also shone brightly: "You little rascal, how can you talk about your father like that? Your father was just in a bad mood, and your mother also made a mistake. Otherwise, why didn't your father hit other people?"

No matter what Cui Lanyin said, Wei Zhiying always said that her mother was right, that she was just being immature, and that she didn't need to grow up. She could already do her best to be filial to her parents and grandmother!

The adults burst into laughter, and no one paid any attention to the little girl next to them.

As night fell, Wei Zhiying took out maltose and mugwort from her spatial storage and gently patted her sister, who was sleeping in a nightmare beside her: "Sister, let's go for a walk outside. I brought some mugwort, so you don't have to worry about getting stung."

It's not hard to find a place with little weeds in the summer, since people cut wild vegetables and grass to feed cattle and sheep every day, and the grass is green at this time, so it's not easy to start a fire.

Wei Zhiying played with pebbles to make a small circle, then lit some mugwort and put it inside the circle to burn. Afterwards, she sat down next to her sister and gave her malt candy: "Want to cry? There's hardly anyone here, and no one will know what you're doing."

Wei Lanyin remembered what happened during the day and burst into tears, sobbing and her voice was indistinct. But Wei Zhiying knew what her sister was saying. Perhaps it was a telepathic connection between twins.

"It doesn't matter if Mom, Dad, and Grandma don't like you, I love you!" Wei Zhiying used candy to wipe her sister's tears. "Normally, if anything happens, just go along with what they say. You don't need to worry about Mom. As long as she's not disabled, I generally don't interfere with her. Besides, I can feel that we're almost at the limit for a spot. Once we get a spot to test our spiritual roots, that's the fastest way for people our age to get ahead. Even if neither of us has spiritual roots, it doesn't matter. With the two of us together, will we still have trouble making ends meet?"

Wei Lanyin cried for a long time before she calmed down. While eating candy, she asked her younger brother, "Am I... am I stupid?"

Wei Zhiying shook her head: "Didn't I say before? You're just not smart enough yet. In a year or two, I'll definitely be smarter than me."

"Then how come you became intelligent so early?"

Wei Zhiying deliberately joked, "Oh dear, I guess I'm just that naturally gifted."

Seeing her younger brother's shameless behavior, Wei Lanyin burst into laughter through her tears, reached out to pinch his cheek, and said with a smile that she wanted to see just how thick-skinned he was.

Wei Zhiying was, after all, a mature woman at heart. This peasant woman could speak fluently about poetry and literature, teach her children etiquette and manners, and was especially elegant in her needlework. She also knew about some intricate delicacies. In particular, she spoke knowledgeably about Xiliang and was familiar with royal etiquette and the rules governing legitimate and illegitimate children.

Her father was not only poor, but also an alcoholic, abusive, lecherous, gluttonous, foul-mouthed, unhygienic, and ugly man. Anyone would know that something was wrong with him. But as they grew up and time passed, she had long since become like the other women in the village. Now, her grandmother didn't keep a close eye on her anymore and even let her go home alone at noon without worry.

Despite your lingering doubts—wouldn't a noblewoman who knows royal rules and etiquette be accompanied by a multitude of maids and servants when she goes out? Or perhaps… palace maids? At the very least, they would be palace maids of high status serving a high-ranking concubine. Sigh, it's true that without a distinguished family background, one couldn't even find their way back after leaving the country.

Even in my previous life, especially in the southeast, you shouldn't go there! The people there will treat you with all their heart and with overwhelming force.

……

After two years of building up his favorability, the village chief's favorability towards him has reached over 70.

As one gets older, it seems that the abilities of their "golden finger" (or "cheat code") also increase.

For example, Wei Zhiying can now see the attributes of her parents and sister, as well as the desire level of her village chief's eldest son, who is in his thirties, for her sister.

Upon seeing the desire level of 70, Wei Zhiying stopped her sister from working with her and instead made her learn needlework from their mother while she went out to clean.

Although it's better to leave my sister alone with our mother than to let her be preyed upon by a strange man.

Seeing her sister's confidence plummeting every day, Wei Zhiying simply shut down the app and stopped looking at it altogether.

Unfortunately, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

……

Wei Zhiying already has a rough idea of ​​the favorability rating, which is 60 or higher.

Unless the request is excessive, it is unlikely to be rejected.

They'll agree to anything over 80%. If there are any difficulties, persuade them, make a guarantee, and show some of your own strength, and they'll agree to everything.

From 90 to 100, if you want it, I can find a way to get it for you as soon as you ask.

The man who had previously mocked him for giving the village chief a wine cup was the village butcher, surnamed Liu. That day, Butcher Liu was carrying five catties of meat and a jar of wine, with his ten-year-old and eight-year-old sons following behind him.

After a few rounds of drinks, the village chief said, "I know what you're trying to do by bringing me things all the time, but the oxcart is only a limited size, so you'll have to take the children with you."

"Hey!" Butcher Liu exclaimed with delight, "You're practically a benefactor to our whole family! Thank you, village chief, thank you, village chief!"

Liu the butcher's two sons, Liu Dazhuang and Liu Dayong, quickly knelt down with their father to express their gratitude.

While eating meat, the village chief said, "What are you doing? Get up and go home to prepare."

"I'd like to raise a glass to you. Rest assured, if my two children amount to anything, I'll definitely send them back to take good care of you!"

Wei Zhiying secretly checked the village chief's favorability towards Liu the butcher in the courtyard and found that it was only 50.

After Butcher Liu and his two sons left happily, Wei Zhiying took a rag and went to clean up, looking at the village chief with curious eyes: "Uncle, what are you talking about? Where are you going? Can my sister and I go with you?"

The village chief laughed heartily: "We were talking about the spots for the spiritual root test in the city. Xiao Ying, would you like to go too?"

"Yes!" Wei Zhiying appeared innocent and childlike, but her heart was pounding: "I want to go with my sister! And then take good care of Uncle Village Chief."

"Hahaha! Okay, I'll tell your family that you and your brother can come to my house on the fifth day of next month and get in the car together to go to the county town."

"Thank you, Uncle Village Chief!!"

Actually, the number of places for testing one's spiritual roots is not decided by the village chief. Logically speaking, all children of the appropriate age should go and be tested.

I heard that more than ten years ago, the spiritual energy on the mainland suddenly decreased sharply. At first, we only focused on cultivating children with good aptitude, but we gradually discovered that the decrease in spiritual energy caused the children born to have poor aptitude.

That is, those with exceptional talent can transfer their spiritual power to their child during pregnancy, which may change the outcome.

Now, even those with the worst aptitude in the five spiritual roots will be accepted by the sect on the spot.

It was after that that it was announced that all children of the appropriate age would have to be tested.

However, this practice is only followed in the capital or nearby areas. In more distant areas, children whose families have high hopes for them are sent to have their spiritual roots tested. In even more distant areas, the decision to test one's spiritual roots is entirely in the hands of village chiefs and other minor leaders.

It's called a quota, but it's really just about who gets their spiritual root tested. They have to know who gets tested, so they either have to ride in their family's car or go by themselves. They absolutely can't just take their child to get tested without saying a word.

If the test shows they have spiritual roots, that's fine. But if the test shows they don't, and the village chief finds out, then the whole family can forget about staying in this village. They won't be accepted even if they go to a neighboring village. That's what happened to Uncle Li, who used to drink with his father all the time.

He had no money to bribe the village chief, but he wanted to change his fate by having his children. So he secretly took his whole family to have their spiritual roots tested, only to find that none of them had any. When the village chief found out, he could no longer stay in Shanliang Village and had to take his family to live elsewhere.

Mother often told Wei Zhiying and her brother to speak well of the village chief so that they could be taken along when the spiritual roots were tested. Now that the news has been brought back, the family will definitely support them.