Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 120 - 119: I’m willing to admit defeat in the wager

Winter night, the early hours before dawn.

The bedroom was full of Soul Suppressing Fragrance smoke when Jiang Ning opened his eyes, feeling that his Divine Sense had grown a bit more, far exceeding his current Qi Cultivation Realm.

'I still need to improve my Qi Cultivation Realm.'

Jiang Ning opened the door and quietly left the rented house without disturbing anyone.

His figure concealed, he headed toward Hu Qi Mountain.

The night was deep and the wind was cold, with hardly any pedestrians on the road. In this weather, people had mostly gone home to burrow into their warm quilts.

However, by a school gate, a few boys stood huddled together, shivering in their thin clothes, spewing tough talk about whom they would thrash as if beating up the other was a favor they were bestowing.

Occasionally, a small business owner pushed his snack cart, braving the cold night as he hurried home.

Large trucks would roar by on the road from time to time.

Eventually, Jiang Ning stopped at the Huqishan Villa, where he stimulated his Spiritual Power. Without opening the gate, he directly leaped into the villa.

Then Jiang Ning turned on the lights and illuminated the ground within the villa walls, basking in the Spiritual Energy of this place.

The Spirit Gathering Array had been activated for a few days. Although the Spiritual Energy of Hu Qi Mountain was still sparse, this villa had gathered the Spiritual Energy from dozens of miles around, just barely reaching a usable level.

He would not directly absorb the Spiritual Energy to cultivate unless it was pure and rich to a certain extent; otherwise, the speed of cultivation was far less than that of consuming Elixir Pills.

The day before yesterday, Jiang Ning had directed the Spiritual Energy into the land, along with some Spiritual Objects, using them to transform the soil.

Now, a field within the villa could be reluctantly called a spirit field.

Jiang Ning held the herbal seeds in his hand, guided them into the ground with Spiritual Power, and then pinched out a Magic Formation.

He gathered the Spiritual Energy and the moisture in the air, creating a simplified version of spirit rain that descended into the soil, nourishing the seeds.

He cast several more spells to catalyze the growth of the herbs.

Jiang Ning observed the seeds with his Divine Sense. It would probably be next year before the herbs were ready for use as medicine.

Jiang Ning was not regretful; this matter can't be rushed.

Spirit Grass cultivated from the spirit field, used to make Qi Gathering Pill, would have an effect not much different from those in the Cultivation World. His speed of cultivation could easily double.

He set up a Spirit Array around it to prevent outsiders from coming in or birds and beasts from damaging his herbs.

Jiang Ning entered the hall, casually picked up a package of materials, and went down to the villa's basement. He found the "spirit wood board" and began the ritual of refining the Spirit Wood Boat, a Flying Magical Treasure.

The Spirit Wood Boat was now only missing three ingredients before it could be completely refined.

With Jiang Ning's experience, he estimated that if the Spirit Wood Boat were successfully crafted, its speed would be at least one hundred twenty meters per second, surpassing high-speed train speeds.

If his Cultivation was higher, the speed could be even faster. By then, wherever he wished to go, he could just fly there directly on the Spirit Wood Boat.

Jiang Ning had asked Shao Shuangshuang to speed up the collection of materials; meanwhile, he was also searching online, but the efficiency was not very high, not nearly as good as Shao Shuangshuang's.

After integrating the materials into the wood boat, Jiang Ning once again steered it, floating leisurely up into the sky, to the same spot where he had discovered the place with the stolen Qi mechanism.

This spot was fixed. Jiang Ning had planted a mark here before, so even without the Qi Observation Skill, he could still find this place.

From thousands of meters high, Jiang Ning stood on the spirit wood board, looking down at the area.

If Qi could be stripped away, so could Law.

Since that civilization could do it, could he, therefore, obtain fragments of Heaven and Earth Laws?

Law Fragments had many wonderful uses, equivalent to shortcuts in cultivation, better than ninety-nine percent of Elixir Pills.

If he had enough Law Fragments, with his experience from his past life in cultivation, he could reach the Foundation Establishment Stage in a very short period.

Unfortunately, they were beyond his reach.

His Cultivation was only at the Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer; he even hesitated to extend his Divine Sense to explore, fearing it might cause anomalies.

Jiang Ning let out a sigh and controlled the spirit wood board to fly back down.

'I'll wait until I reach the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation.'

In the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation, both Mana and Divine Sense would surge once again. With the experience of the Nascent Soul Stage, he could condense the 'Divine Origin Shuttle.'

This was an extremely profound skill for sneaky Divine Sense searches, deceiving both heaven and earth.

By then, he could use the 'Divine Origin Shuttle' to cross this barrier, secretly monitoring what wonders lay within.

Before leaving, Jiang Ning took the 'Space Crystal Silk' he had found using the Observing Qi Skill. It was a material for crafting storage rings.

Later, items like Elixir Pills, wallets, keys, or some important materials could be put into the storage ring.

Of course, not phones. The storage ring formed its own little space; once a phone was in, there'd be no signal, resulting in immediate disconnection.

Not even Xue Yuantong could pinpoint his location if the phone got squashed to bits.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning smiled knowingly.

His current peaceful life was almost entirely built by his own hands, piece by piece, completely different from before.

In this respect, he had "integrated into the world."

Yet sometimes, he still felt detached, as if he was an outside observer, even though he was amidst the mundane world.

He wondered if this really counted as "integration into the world."

Immediately after, Jiang Ning had his answer. Since he contemplated the question of "integration into the world," it meant he had become a member of the mundane world.

If he was truly detached, he would never consider these questions, much like the "Not Foolish True Monarch."

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In the morning, Xue Yuantong was clinging to her bed again, and after Jiang Ning lifted her a couple of times, she and the blanket seemed to fuse together, inseparable.

Jiang Ning had no choice but to let go and had to cook himself breakfast.

Before leaving Xue Yuantong's cottage, he casually set up a warming array with his spiritual power.

Winter was cold, and getting out of bed even colder, so warming up the room would make getting up much more comfortable and lessen the desire to cling to the bed.

He was very familiar with Xue Yuantong's home, knowing exactly where all the rice, flour, oil, salt, seasonings, utensils, and vegetables were stored.

Jiang Ning cooked some pumpkin rice porridge. The pumpkin Aunt Gu bought was really good; cut into chunks and cooked with rice, the pumpkin slightly fell apart, releasing a sweet fragrance.

He pan-fried three buns, stir-fried some potato with shredded meat, and used mana to roast two eggs.

By this time, the scent of the cooking had completely permeated the air. Jiang Ning hadn't even called Xue Yuantong, and she crawled out of bed by herself, wearing fluffy clothes and dragging her cotton shoes over.

"Jiang Ning, have you finished cooking?" Xue Yuantong was astonished at the sight of the dishes on the table.

"What else?"

"Not bad, it's so nice to have breakfast ready when I wake up!"

Xue Yuantong was very satisfied, reaching for the chopsticks to start eating, but Jiang Ning knocked on her forehead:

"Go brush your teeth."

"I just want to taste a bit," she protested.

"No."

Xue Yuantong plopped down on the stool, playing tricks:

"I'm going to starve to death."

"Brush your teeth, then eat."

"I have no strength left; I'm too hungry to move," Xue Yuantong closed her eyes, pretending to be dead, but her hands kept moving, and with the chopsticks, she precisely picked up a piece of shredded meat.

Midway, Jiang Ning snatched the meat from her chopsticks and ate it himself.

Xue Yuantong was left feeling lonely.

She opened her eyes, blinked twice, and ran off to brush her teeth feeling aggrieved.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she returned with a smile, praising Jiang Ning's cooking skills at the dining table.

After some serious consideration, Xue Yuantong declared that she was willing to entrust the responsibility of cooking breakfast henceforth to Jiang Ning.

She emphasized that it was absolutely not because she was lazy or wanted to cling to the bed, but rather to cultivate Jiang Ning's independence.

However, the plan didn't go smoothly, as Jiang Ning, claiming he was not up for the task, declined.

Xue Yuantong was disappointed and sternly criticized Jiang Ning for a while.

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Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong arrived at the school gate and got off their mountain bikes.

Inside the campus, riding bikes was usually forbidden, or otherwise the teachers would give a lecture.

Last time, a classmate rode a bike on the main campus road and happened to be caught by Principal Yu, resulting in an eight-hundred-word reflection.

Stepping into the campus, Jiang Ning saw Ma Shicheng blocking his way about twenty meters ahead.

At the moment, Ma Shicheng was holding a large bamboo broom, too big to be used in the classroom and meant for cleaning the campus.

Class Eight had paid for the broom, as the first-year students had more free time and often took care of the cleaning throughout the campus. The spacious main campus road was part of Class Eight's duty zone.

Jiang Ning looked at Ma Shicheng and asked:

"Aren't you off-duty today?"

"Hey, I just like helping classmates with their duties, I'm a good person." Ma Shicheng praised himself.

Beside him, acting as the supervisor, Yang Sheng urged:

"Are you going to do your duties, Ma Shicheng, or just dawdle around?"

Ma Shicheng, irritated, retorted, "Aren't I doing my work?"

"You dare to talk back. I've still got yesterday's trash for you. If you don't want to work, go and deal with it now!" Yang Sheng said disdainfully.

Yesterday, she and Ma Shicheng made a bet and he, reluctant to pick up the garbage after losing, was met with her proposition that he take over her duties for a month. Ma Shicheng had no choice but to agree.

The echoes of Yang Sheng's mockery rang in Ma Shicheng's ears, and under normal circumstances, he would have bickered back. But not today.

He had sworn in front of the whole class the night before.

If he couldn't stick to it, what face would he, Brother Ma, have left? He resigned himself to his fate.

Ma Shicheng, with a grimace, didn't answer and continued to clean.

"We're leaving," Jiang Ning said.

"Let's go," Xue Yuantong followed him.

Only Ma Shicheng was left sweeping the streets under Yang Sheng's supervision. He watched Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong with an eager gaze – that was freedom!

Ma Shicheng swept harder, as if trying to release all the frustration in his heart onto the broom.

Yang Sheng watched him pouring effort into his work with great satisfaction:

'Kid, daring to provoke me, you see your consequences now, don't you?'