Chapter 2, Commencing the Cultivation

Dad, don't worry, there are techniques, but I haven't organized them yet. I will sort them out properly tonight. Wang Hai still doesn't know what exactly is in here.

Yes, yes. The Wang grandfather nodded repeatedly, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

Mom and Dad, it is like this. Wang Hai quietly recounted what happened today

Just now, I only explained it to my parents and did not have time to see what was inside

Take it out, take it out and have a look again. The Queen Mother widened her eyes

"Son, what is wrong with you?" the father asked with concern

"Young man, did you see a shadow flash before your eyes when you started to lose blood?" An elderly man, who appeared to be in his 80s, slowly asked from the adjacent hospital bed.

That night, Wang Hai discovered with a sense of panic that he had forgotten most of the dreams from the previous night, and many details eluded his memory

"Mom and Dad, I will explain everything in detail when I get home; this is not the right place to talk." Wang Hai did not want to worry his parents, but this was truly not the appropriate setting for a conversation, as it was important to note that there was not just one hospital bed in this room.

Dad, I don't know either. I just made a small cut on my left index finger, and suddenly all the blood in my body started to flow out. Wang Hai also felt a bit scared; he almost didn't make it.

Oh... the old man fell into reminiscence, "I have only heard about it, but I'm not sure. However, it is best to find a Taoist priest. The older generation says well, it's not the ten thousand that is frightening, but the one in ten thousand. Spending a little money is nothing; safety comes first"

The door creaked open once more, and it was not only Dr. Yang who entered; a nurse beside him seemed vaguely familiar to Wang Hai, likely someone he had encountered before losing consciousness

Shua!

"Son, what exactly is going on?" The Wang father and mother beside him began to worry; if this were to lead to serious injuries in the future, it could be life-threatening

After two hours of continuous efforts, the hospital ultimately gave up, merely recording in the documents: On August 9, 2012, a peculiar case was discovered, with the following status: ... ...

"Doctor Yang, could you please check on my son and see how he is doing now?" Wang Mu immediately asked with anxious concern.

Wang Hai possesses a strong sense of self-awareness and begins to search gradually. If all the memories of a cultivator spanning nearly two thousand years were to be poured into his brain at once, even if his brain did not collapse, he would still lose himself. In comparison to those nearly two thousand years of memories and experiences, his own memories and experiences of over twenty years would be completely scattered and diluted

Subsequently, Wang Hai took out the jade tablet and began to "read". There are two methods for reading the jade tablet: one is akin to entering a library, where one searches slowly and methodically; the other is similar to transferring data on a computer, where it is completely copied into a person's mind.

Did the old man encounter such a situation before? Wang Hai was somewhat surprised; could it be that there are indeed unclean things in this world? However, thinking about the storage ring he had obtained, Wang Hai faintly believed it.

"Really! Xiao Hai, is there a cultivation method, a method for becoming an immortal?" Wang Fu began to feel anxious. Every Chinese person harbors a dream of immortality; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many absurdities.

Is it far away

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, it will only be this once," Wang Hai declared earnestly. Of course, reflecting on it now, he felt a sense of dread; he had nearly lost his life.

He hoped that the jade slip would not disappoint him. Wang Hai silently prayed as he began to examine the storage ring

Thank you, Grandpa. Wang Hai sincerely expressed his gratitude, truly, it is genuine, as it finally provided an explanation for his situation

"Dr. Yang, you said that if I were to commit suicide, I would only make a small cut on my left index finger." Wang Hai raised his left hand slightly trembling, still feeling a bit weak.

"How can that be? That bed cost over 300 when I bought it back then, and now to buy the same one would cost over a thousand." The Queen Mother was not having it.

"That's right, Dr. Yang, you can ask the medical staff at my home if there are any bloodstains at the scene?" At this moment, Wang Hai's voice began to regain a bit of normalcy

Wang Hai suddenly noticed a cup appearing in the space. At this moment, Wang Hai also understood that in order to store an item, it was necessary to "lock" it; similarly, to take it out, it also required locking. As for how to lock it, Wang Hai only knew that it involved "staring intently" at a particular object.

The door creaked open, and a doctor in his thirties entered.

I do not know either; it was merely a small cut, yet all the blood in my body began to vanish. I do not know where it went, it just disappeared into thin air. Wang Hai struggled to put on a fearful expression, merely amplifying the look of his own lingering dread.

"Please wait a moment." Dr. Yang will be out shortly

The cup appeared in Wang Hai's left hand

Young man, I too have heard of some strange occurrences in my youth. It is very likely that you encountered something unclean; after returning, find a Taoist priest to perform a ritual, and everything will be fine

Subsequently, the hospital conducted various examinations on Wang Hai, and the condition was to waive all expenses for Wang Hai except for blood transfusions

However, now these Wang Hai can only look on with sighs of admiration. The minimum requirement is to be at the Foundation Establishment stage, and only after acquiring True Fire can one proceed. For slightly higher levels, one must reach the Core Formation stage and possess Dan Fire.

Father, there are many legends in ancient China, and it is very possible that there are immortals in reality as well. I am worried that any traces or residual energy left on my bed might be discovered by others, so let's burn it. Wang Hai thought for a moment and decided that caution should be the priority; who knows whether there are cultivators or immortals in this world.

In the evening, Wang Hai finally returned home after a whole day since morning

"Xiao Hai, tell me, what exactly happened? It really wasn't suicide!" Wang's father now had a fierce expression, the aura of the head of the family suddenly emanating.

This suddenly left Wang Hai scratching his head. Indeed, how should he explain it? Carefully feeling the space on his left index finger, Wang Hai thought for a moment and decided to give it a try

Pointing the index finger at the cup on the table from a distance of half a meter, he uttered a low command: "Retrieve!" There was no response

He pressed his index finger against the cup and shouted once more, yet there was still no response. Noticing the skeptical looks from his parents, Wang Hai began to feel anxious, staring intently at the cup in front of him, "Why don't you just come in already"

Dad, Mom, I'm fine now. Wang Hai's voice was hoarse and low.

It is true! The king's father suddenly stood up, his right hand vigorously groping on the table

On the ground, there are three items: a jade tablet the size of a brick, a small jade shuttle measuring thirty centimeters, and a small pile of spirit stones

"How do you know?" Wang Hai was taken aback, as he was at a loss for how to explain his current situation. Could it be that this person has some insight?

When Wang Hai and the book opened their eyes once again, what they saw were their parents' swollen red eyes

This jade slip contains quite a lot: various cultivation techniques, multiple alchemical formulas, numerous methods for refining magical artifacts, formations, and so on. Among them, there are even methods for constructing teleportation arrays and refining storage spaces.

"However, my son, you must be careful in the future and not act like you did today. If anything were to happen to you, what would your father and I do?" Finally, Wang Mu spoke up from the side.

Upon seeing these, a glimpse of the dreamlike objects appeared: the jade tablet goes without saying. The jade shuttle is a magical tool used by cultivators to traverse interstellar space, known as the Star Shuttle. It can be powered by one's cultivation level or by spirit stones. A low-grade spirit stone can propel the Star Shuttle nearly 100,000 miles. Wang Hai carefully counted a small pile of spirit stones: 320 low-grade stones, 54 mid-grade stones, and 12 high-grade stones. Each spirit stone is a one-inch square. The low-grade spirit stones are semi-transparent, the mid-grade ones are milky white, and the high-grade ones are opaque light blue, while the top-grade spirit stones from the dream did not appear. This small pile of spirit stones was obtained by Wang Yan at the last moment by seizing them from a cultivator; the rest had already been exchanged for magical treasures used for tribulation. (The exchange ratio between spirit stones is 1:100). This small pile of spirit stones was obtained by Wang Yan at the last moment by seizing them from a cultivator; the rest had already been exchanged for magical treasures used for tribulation. (The exchange ratio between spirit stones is 1:100)

After finishing the first part of the Five Elements Transformation Technique, which focuses on the Qi Refinement stage, Wang Hai began his cultivation that very night. By integrating his insights with the experiences from his dreams, Wang Hai quickly entered a state of focus

Oh? Dr. Yang has finally noticed something is amiss. "What is going on with you?"

This storage ring is a hemispherical space with a diameter of over 330 meters. The ground of the space is made of an unknown black metal, smooth and flat, while the edges of the space are hazy, obscuring visibility. When he put his water cup into the space and threw it towards the edge, it bounced back. After several attempts, Wang Hai finally felt reassured that nothing would fall out.

"Let me take a look." After Dr. Yang finished speaking, he stepped forward to examine, lifting the eyelids and asking Wang Hai to open his mouth, then calling out a few times. After a simple examination, Dr. Yang shrugged lightly: "It's nothing serious, just a bit weak from blood loss."

"It's burned," Wang's father said decisively. "Isn't it just 1,000 yuan? It's not like we can't take it out. Safety is paramount. We'll chop it up tomorrow morning and use it as firewood. Son, let's sleep on it tonight, and tomorrow morning we'll invite a Taoist priest to perform a ritual to gloss over this matter. In the afternoon, we'll go buy a new bed." With this, Wang's father made the final decision, and no one in the family dared to object.

In the dream, the best cultivation method is the Five Elements Transformation Technique, which is the most orthodox cultivation practice. Although progress may be somewhat slow, it lays a solid foundation and poses no risk of falling into demonic paths. Naturally, Wang Hai chose this method, especially since the Wang Yan in the dream practiced it. Although the details of the dream are now forgotten, as long as there is a suitable trigger, some parts will be recalled. With Wang Yan's memories, Wang Hai finds that his cultivation is twice as effective with half the effort. More importantly, the Five Elements Transformation Technique contains the remarkable divine ability of the Five Elements Circulation Technique. Although the details of the dream are now forgotten, as long as there is a suitable trigger, some parts will be recalled. With Wang Yan's memories, Wang Hai finds that his cultivation is twice as effective with half the effort. More importantly, the Five Elements Transformation Technique contains the remarkable divine ability of the Five Elements Circulation Technique

Thank you, old man. The Wang father and mother beside him also spoke up

Wang Hai sighed: Cultivation is indeed the true path.

I said, "Young man, what could possibly be so troubling that you would resort to suicide? Have you not considered your parents?" Dr. Yang clearly disapproved of Wang Hai, who frequently mentioned suicide; what kind of behavior was that

"Really? But how can you expect us to believe such things?" It was evident that Wang's father and mother did not believe it.

Is it really like this? Dr. Yang began to look serious. Could it be a peculiar disease that has not yet been discovered?