Chapter 9: Reborn Mother, Here I Come!
“Holy crap? Spiritual Root?”
“I’m really going to start cultivating, aren’t I!”
“I’ve waited for this day for too long. I’ll die in this game if I have to!!”
The Players were completely excited.
Cultivating.
The dream in every Huaxia person’s bones.
To soar through the heavens and traverse the earth, to survey every mountain and river in this world.
Who wouldn’t want that?
Upon hearing that they would cultivate, they felt their hoes swing with more vigor.
As for the statement that stronger will leads to stronger Spiritual Roots, it gave the Players an ominous premonition.
It wouldn’t be based on looks, would it?
Shouldn’t everyone be at the same starting line?
This was also Song Jiulai’s question: “Spiritual Root talent, do Players also have differences?”
The System said: “Of course, why do you think most people in this world are mortals? Giving Players Spiritual Roots is already going against the natural order—”
The System didn’t finish, suddenly changing its tone: “This is destiny, I can’t help it. Some have high talent, some are destined to have low talent, there’s nothing that can be done about it.”
Song Jiulai stroked his chin: “Then why did you say my Spiritual Root being white wasn’t important?”
On the Yunzhou Continent, Spiritual Roots are not divided into the traditional five elements, because as long as one enters cultivation, almost any Cultivation Method can be practiced, as long as you have the talent to absorb it.
It only looks at Spiritual Root talent, and Spiritual Root talent determines the upper limit of your cultivation speed.
This talent is detected by a Spirit Testing Stone.
The Spirit Testing Stone has no other use; it only reacts to Spiritual Roots. Touching it is enough to know. The Longevity Sect has one.
The lighter the color, the lower the talent.
White represents the most ordinary Cultivator, blue is average, purple is excellent and worthy of the favor of Major Sects, and orange means one can become a personal disciple of a Major Sect.
As for gold.
That is the talent of a true European Emperor, a legendary top-tier Spiritual Root.
They are Heaven’s Chosen wherever they go, discovered from birth and secretly nurtured.
They would never be left to wander outside.
Spiritual Roots, if not present at birth, will never be obtained in a lifetime.
System: “You are different, because you are bound to me. My energy is currently 0, so your talent is naturally the worst. I’ll do my best.”
Song Jiulai: “…”
She didn’t feel bad about it: “That’s good enough.”
To be able to come to another World and start anew, and also cultivate, what more could one ask for?
The System said: “Sometimes, choices are very important. Think about it, if the people you recruit have no talent and like to cause trouble, your life would be over, wouldn’t it?”
“…”
Indeed.
After all, one can truly perish here.
Apart from the System, her Golden Finger, she had no other guarantees.
Playing it safe in the early stages is the way to go.
Song Jiulai wished for more Players with top-tier talent, so they could carry her.
Her talent is not affected by the Players. As long as she completes the System’s tasks, and the System becomes powerful, it can protect her. Even if the Players eventually become powerful enough to open the space between the two Worlds, and some have ulterior motives, she would still have a trump card.
She was doing all this because this mysterious System needed it.
Being reborn was a gift, and Song Jiulai treated it as an Encounter.
However, being too bad wouldn’t do; as a Sect Master, she had to establish herself.
So, she had to cultivate, cultivate diligently!
Song Jiulai murmured: “I hope they have high talent, but I hope they aren’t too competitive…”
Otherwise, if someone reached Foundation Establishment Stage while the Sect Master was still in Qi Condensation, wouldn’t that be incredibly awkward?
System: “Don’t worry, they won’t discover your true level. At least you can always pretend to be a master in front of them.”
“…”
Strange cries came from afar. The Players, unable to resist the temptation of cultivation, returned with bundles of chopped wood.
Forget building houses; it seemed they could only squeeze into the courtyard for tonight.
They could also choose to log off and rest.
A Wu, along with five Junior Sisters and Junior Brothers, had finished identifying several common Spirit Herbs on the Yunzhou Continent.
To earn more money, they would need to buy more Spirit Herb Seedlings from the Flying Sparrow Sect tomorrow for cultivation.
Spirit Herb Cultivation requires Spiritual Energy. Previously, A Wu could only manage two plots of land alone; now that there were more people, why not cultivate dozens more!
Dinner was in A Wu’s courtyard. The kitchen was next to his single room. Song Jiulai bought the steamed buns and put them here to warm.
The steamed buns here were large and plump. The grain nurtured by the Spiritual Energy-rich land yielded harvests even more impressive than in Huaxia’s Modern society.
Each person received two large steamed buns, each as big as their face.
A Wu and Song Jiulai ate meat-filled steamed buns separately. She was the Sect Master and had the right to special treatment!
The Players squeezed next to A Wu’s wooden house, squatting on the ground and gnawing on steamed buns while discussing amongst themselves.
“Holy crap, this game’s sense of taste is so amazing. These steamed buns smell so good.”
“They’re just a bit dry—not fermented well.”
“Dip them in condensed milk, and they’ll be heavenly.”
“Condensed milk? Steamed buns should be eaten with bean paste!”
“What are you talking about? Chocolate sauce would be even tastier.”
“Heretics, get out of the Yunzhou Continent!”
Even the few solo Players were asked by other enthusiastic Players and learned their names.
Zhou Xiao peeked out: “When can I see my mom?”
Han Tian: “We’ll go after we finish our steamed buns.”
They had already conducted experiments. Apart from some unfamiliar flowers and plants, the land resources here were exceptionally fertile, and the material reactions were identical to reality.
In other words, they could completely use Modern Technology to build things.
For example, building houses and cultivating farmland.
Senior Disciple Brother A Wu, as a Cultivator, also needed to eat, and his appetite was not small. He ate three meat-filled steamed buns, each as big as his face, in one go and still wasn’t full.
He even made himself a bowl of noodles.
At least the food in the early stages cannot be lacking. Currently, there are only fifty people; what if more quotas are opened in the future?
Han Tian speculated that the Longevity Sect, being so poor, definitely wouldn’t be able to support them for long.
In a way, his guess was very accurate.
Han Tian didn’t know what kind of incredible Technology and massive Server capacity were needed to sustain such a Game. He only knew that this Game would definitely cause a sensation across the country and even the world, and he had to seize the initiative.
“After activating our Spiritual Roots, they should let us choose tasks. Above us is the Flying Sparrow Sect. A Wu said it’s an Artifact Refining Sect, and there’s a high probability of a Medicine Sect existing, proving that there are quite a few types of Sects on the Yunzhou Continent. We don’t belong to any specific category, so we should be a general Sect, able to dabble in anything.”
“The main quest will definitely have a development direction, which should be a personal choice. The Sect’s current goal is singular: to make money and develop the Sect to cover our daily expenses and keep the Sect running normally. Senior Disciple Brother said there’s a Mortal Town below the mountain. I want to ask Senior Disciple Brother to take me down the mountain tomorrow for a field observation.”
Han Tian analyzed while eating his steamed bun, leaving Zhou Xiao and Wu Dahu stunned.
Zhou Xiao immediately raised his hand: “Take me with you.”
After all, A Wu was a local NPC. Since he said there was a Mortal Town below, it must be safe.
Wu Dahu followed without thinking: “Take me too.”
A voice suddenly came from the side: “Take me too.”
The three looked over. It was one of the solo Players.
Han Tian had an impression of him. From the moment he entered the Game, he wasn’t as excited and looking around everywhere as others. Although he was shocked, he quickly calmed down.
While chopping wood earlier, he had gone off by himself to another place for a long time.
His game ID was Jiang Ya.
Han Tian nodded directly: “Okay.”
He also stated his speculation: “If the Mortal Town below the mountain is also a complete model, then this Game… will drive the world crazy.”
Wu Dahu laughed heartily: “Those grandsons in the group looked down on this Game for not filling in their information, saying they’d wait for our feedback. Now they must be regretting it so much—”
At this moment, another System notification arrived.
【 Players, please gather at the spawn point. The Sect Master is waiting for you. 】
As soon as the notification dropped, the Players’ spirits lifted.
Their reborn mother was about to appear!
