Clan Cultivation: Starting with Plundering Demonic Beast Talents

Chapter 1 Lin Qingyang

Beiming Prefecture, Chu State, Qingchi Mountain.

Lin Taiyan, the patriarch of the Lin family, killed the poisonous toad on this mountain three hundred years ago, seized the second-tier spiritual vein, and established the family.

After three hundred years of development, there are now tens of thousands of mortals and over a hundred cultivators.

This Qingchi Mountain is protected by a second-order formation, and is surrounded by rivers that feed spirit fish, crabs, and shrimp, which is clearly a source of income for the Lin family.

In the southeast corner, there is a winding river, the Wangyue River.

Under the sunlight, a green figure occasionally flashes by in the clear Linghe River.

The riverside hut was simply furnished with a table, a bed, a futon, and a stack of talismans that had lost their spiritual power in the corner.

Lin Qingyang sat cross-legged on the futon, gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly circulating his magic to calm the turbulent magical power within his body.

"Unfortunately, due to limitations in his spiritual root aptitude, his third breakthrough also failed."

He circulated his magic for about half an hour before getting up, walking outside, and starting his day's work.

We arrived at the riverbank.

"Splash!"

One by one, bluefish emerged, spraying water jets onto the shore with abandon.

"Okay, I understand. You won't go hungry."

Lin Qingyang brought over a wooden bucket containing a brown liquid that emitted a faint smell of blood.

He made a hand seal, and the liquid turned into a swirling stream, gradually condensing into pill-like bait, which was then sprinkled into the river. Instantly, many bluefish rushed to catch it, and the scene was quite beautiful under the sunlight.

But Lin Qingyang had no interest in appreciating it at the moment.

He transmigrated to this world of immortals and heroes twenty-nine years ago. His parents died when he was young, and he was found to have spiritual roots. He was a "celestial being" who was one in ten thousand among mortals, so his family took him to Qingchi Mountain to cultivate immortality.

But on the day of the spirit test, he learned that his spiritual root aptitude was only inferior. Among the five elements of spiritual roots, the highest water spiritual root was only 10 points, which was not even up to the threshold of 11 points for a low-grade spiritual root.

Without external stimulation, he had no hope of breaking through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining in his lifetime. He attempted to break through three times, but all of them ended in failure.

Such talent could have led to his being abandoned by his family. Fortunately, his uncle took care of him and gave him the easy task of tending to the grass carp in the fishpond, which allowed him to embark on his path to immortality.

Although the amount of spirit stones earned each year is only a few, it is safe and has abundant spiritual energy, making it much easier than tasks such as finding herbs or hunting monsters.

"Qingyang, why is your aura so chaotic? Are you trying to break through to a higher realm again?"

Lin Qingyang snapped out of his daze, followed the familiar voice in his ear, and looked up at the man next to the hut. He was carrying a square stove, dressed in brocade, and had a round figure. He wore no less than five jade ornaments on his body. He didn't look like a cultivator, but rather like a wealthy man from the secular world.

"Brother Qinggui, you know I've been cultivating for nearly twenty years, and I'm truly unwilling to accept this."

Lin Qingyang looked at the person who had arrived and said firmly.

This is my uncle's son, the same age as me. He also has inferior spiritual roots and is completely ignorant of the various arts of cultivation, such as talisman making and alchemy. He can only come here to feed the bluefish.

Of course, the difference is that the other party is enjoying it.

"Hey, stop talking now, come help me lift the stove."

Lin Qinggui waved, his face dripping with sweat.

"Brother Qinggui, you've already spent nearly thirty spirit stones on the spiritual food. This time, replacing the furnace will probably cost a lot of spirit stones as well."

Lin Qingyang smelled the fragrance wafting in the air and looked at the square furnace engraved with runes, feeling a sense of admiration.

His cousin wasn't interested in cultivation, but he loved good food. He was even trying to develop a spiritual dish, which could be a considerable source of income if he succeeded.

"Don't mention me, it's more practical than you buying me a meridian-protecting pill."

Lin Qinggui said irritably.

"What's our situation? We both have inferior spiritual roots. In the past few hundred years, none of the four major families in this area have been able to establish their foundation. You shouldn't bother with us."

"Why don't you come with me to study spiritual cuisine? Give me your monthly share of bluefish, consider it an investment. Once the bluefish shreds are ready, buy a Spirit Explosion Pill, and you'll break through to the next level."

"My ambition is to become an immortal. If I take the Spirit Explosion Pill to break through, I will be stuck at the mid-stage of Qi Refining for the rest of my life."

"Isn't it the same now?"

Lin Qingyang fell silent. The two of them had already put down the furnace. There were two blue fish on the furnace, bound by the spirit-binding rope, struggling desperately. This was their share for the month.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Qinggui assumed he had taken his advice to heart. "Have you thought it through?"

"If you ask me, when it comes to cultivation, the family has my father and the clan leader in charge."

"If we can't just live a peaceful and comfortable life, then researching spiritual cuisine is also a way to open up new sources of income for the family."

These were truly his heartfelt words. He genuinely didn't want his cousin to get caught up in this, as frequent breakthroughs would deplete his vital energy and shorten his lifespan.

"call!"

Lin Qingyang let out a long breath, but did not answer. He raised his hand to take away his bluefish, as he still needed to exchange this portion for pills to cultivate.

Lin Qinggui's choice is not without reason, but the Lin family is not at ease at present. Thirty years ago, the family lost a second-order spiritual vein, a second-order mountain-protecting water ape comparable to the Foundation Establishment cultivator perished, and even this Qingchi Mountain was attacked by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Fortunately, the current clan leader, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, fought desperately to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage without the protection of a Foundation Establishment Pill, and managed to preside over the grand formation, thus barely repelling the enemy.

However, having just established his foundation, he relentlessly pushed his Dao foundation to its limits, resulting in serious injuries and a shortened lifespan. He has been in seclusion for many years.

As a result, the family lost nearly half of its shops in the market, and the family's income became lower and lower. They had to rely on their eldest uncle, Lin Zongyue, to lead the clansmen to hunt monsters to supplement the family's income.

The clan leader only has a lifespan of a few decades. Once the Foundation Establishment cultivator is no longer there to oversee them, their occupation of this second-tier spiritual vein will be like a child carrying gold through a bustling market. The rogue cultivators will devour them, leaving not even bones behind.

"Unfortunately, with my spiritual root aptitude, let alone seeking immortality and asking questions, let alone even glimpsing the realm of moving mountains and filling seas, I probably won't even be able to protect my family."

His expression turned somber as he thought about it. He had already lifted the bluefish with his left hand when suddenly his vision blurred, and his body trembled slightly as his breathing became heavy.

Seeing his unusual behavior, Lin Qinggui quickly asked, "How are you feeling? Did you lose some vital energy during your breakthrough?"

"I'll go home and find you a elixir to replenish your vital energy!"

He was about to set off when he said that.

"No, I'm fine."

Lin Qingyang grabbed him, shook his head, and smiled, hiding a hint of excitement: "I just suddenly realized that I've never tasted grass carp in my life."

"I'll take this one home and eat it myself!"

"That's how it should be."

Lin Qinggui expressed his agreement.

"Sigh, I told you so. The spirit fish is so much better, but you insisted on exchanging it for pills."

As he spoke, Lin Qingyang couldn't listen anymore. His mind sank into his sea of consciousness, where a blue jade talisman emitted a faint light.

[Talisman Owner: Lin Qingyang]

Lifespan: 29/108

[Technique: Water-Drawing Technique]

[Realm Level: Qi Refining Level 3: 97/100]

[Spiritual Root: Water 10/100]

[Spiritual Root: Wood 5/100]

[Spiritual Root: Fire 2/100]