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I Live Forever In The World of Cultivation World
🕑 Added 2025-01-29 18:10:01 +0000 UTCChapter 93: Deeply Disturbing
Although this massive pit posed no direct harm,
jumping into it seemed to lead to a promising road ahead.
However, the thought that everything he had done so far was all within the calculations of the cultivators in this world made He Song feel a profound sense of malice.
Too terrifying!
This is indeed the cultivation world.
As long as there’s profit to be gained, these cultivators’ minds truly work flexibly—they’ll set up every kind of trap imaginable for you.
Faced with this situation, He Song suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Doesn't this feel a lot like the prearranged lives of wage slaves in his past life?
The first twenty years of your life are spent preparing to spend a lifetime's worth of money.
The next thirty years are spent paying it all back.
The final twenty years? That’s for sending all your savings to the hospital.
Everything is just perfectly pre-arranged, isn’t it?
The massive pit He Song was currently facing had also been meticulously prepared in advance.
Once someone enters the realm of formations, even if they have a natural talent for it, they’d unknowingly be guided toward the Vast Earth Sect and eventually become an inner disciple there.
Just like He Song, who knew nothing about this until now.
It wasn’t until Ping’er suddenly remembered him and informed him about all of this that he realized the truth.
Even so, it didn’t matter. As soon as he opened his spirit farmland and started selling spirit rice, the Vast Earth Sect would quickly track him down.
Within the territory governed by the Vast Earth Sect, the amount of spirit rice and plants produced annually by Immortal Cities and Markets is strictly monitored.
Any surplus or deficit would immediately draw attention.
Once investigated, it’s highly likely they’d find the person responsible.
In this way, even someone like He Song, who had no prior knowledge of this matter, would inevitably be drawn into the ranks of the Vast Earth Sect.
It’s safe to say that the Vast Earth Sect accounted for everything.
Once you step into the realm of formations, it’s impossible to escape their notice.
Any unusual behavior you exhibit would naturally draw their investigation.
And as long as you show value, the Vast Earth Sect will undoubtedly bring you into their fold.
Thinking of establishing your own sect?
Based on He Song’s understanding, that’s highly unlikely.
Living under the governance of the Vast Earth Sect, how could they possibly give you the chance to go independent?
Meanwhile, after reading in Ping’er's letter that it typically takes people with formation talent about five years to master the basics, He Song couldn’t help but feel a sudden realization.
It turned out that not only did he possess formation talent, but he also learned much faster than most others with the same talent.
Perhaps it was due to his more powerful soul.
He Song pondered.
But soon, He Song sank into deeper thought.
Ping’er’s letter had already made things clear.
Within the territory of the Vast Earth Sect, if He Song wanted to sell spirit rice and earn spirit stones, he would inevitably be discovered by the sect.
At that point, once they tracked him down, He Song would most likely be made an inner disciple of the Vast Earth Sect, unable to continue staying at the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market as he was now.
Although becoming an inner disciple of the Vast Earth Sect wasn’t necessarily a bad thing—on the contrary, it came with plenty of benefits—He Song still needed to consider it carefully.
Should he become an inner disciple of the Vast Earth Sect, or should he continue staying at the Immortal Market?
For a moment, He Song began weighing the pros and cons.
The benefits:
By joining the Vast Earth Sect, he would become an inner disciple, gaining the sect’s backing.
No longer would he need to live like a wandering cultivator, constantly on edge.
Additionally, thanks to his formation talent, he could focus solely on setting up formations, avoiding direct combat most of the time.
This would allow him to cultivate in peace and hopefully reach the Foundation Establishment Realm soon, becoming a highly respected Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.
The downsides:
Once he joined the Vast Earth Sect, he’d be obligated to contribute to the sect during times of crisis.
Furthermore, after joining the Vast Earth Sect upon mastering the basics of formation techniques, He Song wasn’t sure if he could continue earning as many spirit stones as he did now.
As someone who was immortal, if he stayed in the Vast Earth Sect for too long, living past his natural lifespan without dying might attract unnecessary trouble.
Life within a sect would also mean giving up the freedom he currently enjoyed.
Thoughts churned in his mind.
He Song pondered for a long time but couldn’t make up his mind.
However, while weighing the pros and cons, He Song still sent out a message using a paper crane to thank Ping’er, who was far away in Azure Cliff Immortal City.
If it weren’t for Ping’er’s message today, He Song might not have realized he was about to step into a massive pitfall.
The three major formations in the introductory phase of formation techniques were precisely what He Song referred to as the pit.
Although it wasn’t a fatal trap, the idea of his fate being beyond his own control made He Song think it was best to avoid it if possible.
At the same time, upon realizing that the introductory phase of formation techniques was a trap, He Song began to hesitate about whether or not to sell his spirit rice.
If he decided not to join the Vast Earth Sect, although he could manage the medicinal herb garden and secretly sell spirit rice under this guise, he couldn’t guarantee that selling large quantities wouldn’t attract the attention of the Vast Earth Sect.
Even if he were exposed, He Song wouldn’t necessarily lose anything.
However, the uncertainty of it all left him frowning.
So, should he join the Vast Earth Sect or not?
He Song’s internal struggle would probably shock other cultivators if they knew.
In the Immortal Cities and Markets governed by the Vast Earth Sect, almost all cultivators dreamed of joining the sect.
Even becoming an outer disciple was considered a great leap forward.
If they knew He Song was hesitating over whether or not to join as an inner disciple,
they would likely swarm him and tear him apart in envy.
An opportunity others couldn’t even dare to dream of had fallen into He Song’s lap, and yet, here he was, hesitating.
After a long period of deep thought, He Song sighed, feeling his mind in complete turmoil.
At that moment, he decided to stop thinking about it and instead began meditating to cultivate.
Days passed by.
It had been several days since He Song learned that mastering the basics of formation techniques would allow him to join the Vast Earth Sect as an inner disciple.
During these days, He Song did not follow his usual routine of cultivating, studying talismans, selling them in the Market, or tending to the medicinal herb garden.
Instead, he became idle and aimless, wandering the streets of the Immortal Market.
This wasn’t because he had made a decision.
On the contrary, it was precisely because he hadn’t made up his mind that he acted this way.
Walking along the streets of the Immortal Market, gazing at the ancient and elegant houses and courtyards around him, He Song sighed inwardly.
This kind of dilemma had truly drained him.
If he joined the Vast Earth Sect, he feared potential future troubles.
His immortality and endless lifespan would surely attract attention if he stayed in the sect for too long.
Unless he could naturally break through to the Golden Core Realm at the right age and stand as an equal to the sect' Sect Master, otherwise...
But if he didn’t join the Vast Earth Sect, what would he do with his spirit rice? Where would he get the resources for his future cultivation?
After all, over 22,000 catties of spirit rice were lying in his small cargo storage bag.
If he wanted to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, he needed to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills.
And without resources, where would he get those pills?
