Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Having given away cultivation techniques and treasures, as well as his granddaughter and his own life…

Wang Chen shuddered as he thought of the old grandfathers that often appeared beside the protagonist.

It cannot be, it cannot be.

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If Meng Fei turned out to be ungrateful, that would be the end of it; Wang Chen would leave and cut off this karmic tie.

But he could see that the other party was truly grateful.

"Although he has taken the wrong path, it's not too late,"

Wang Chen earnestly said to Meng Fei, "I can pass on to you a set of Foundation Establishment Qi Cultivation techniques. You don't need to repay me by serving me like an ox or horse—just meet my expectations with your performance."

People change, and Wang Chen couldn't be certain that Meng Fei wouldn't change his nature after soaring to the skies with his help.

But he was willing to place a small bet on this Eight-Stripe Root Bone youth.

Little investment, potentially great returns!

Meng Fei nodded vigorously, "This humble one, your disciple, will surely work hard!"

He switched titles very quickly.

Wang Chen smiled and didn't correct the other's form of address.

It wasn't important.

Wang Chen thought for a moment and then said, "Your Root Bone is very good, but you have not cultivated properly. Therefore, before you formally start your studies, you need to replenish your Qi-Blood Root, so as not to damage your foundation further."

The poor cannot become immortals.

Cultivation requires not only techniques but also the nourishment of spiritual substances and spiritual energy.

Meng Fei's biggest problem was his innate deficiency and having taken the wrong path, but fortunately, he hadn't fallen into the abyss and there was still a chance for redemption.

He was very clever: "Immortal Master, your disciple will keep this in mind!"

Seeing the other was obedient, Wang Chen was quite satisfied.

First of all, Meng Fei didn't try to take advantage of the situation. If he had shamelessly called Wang Chen Master, Wang Chen wouldn't have been pleased.

Secondly, the youth knew proper manners, evidently having received formal education in his childhood.

Even after struggling in the dust for many years, he still retained good habits deep down, not tainted by filth.

This was very important!

Wang Chen smiled and said, "Remembering it is good enough."

Meng Fei clenched his teeth and suddenly asked, "Immortal Master, did you just test my Root Bone?"

Wang Chen didn't see a need to hide it, "Yes, I did."

Meng Fei lowered his head and asked softly, "Could I trouble the Immortal Master to test my younger brother and sister as well?"

Wang Chen looked at him, "You want your siblings to cultivate together with you?"

Meng Fei's face flushed, but he nodded his head.

"You should know,"

Wang Chen said meaningfully, "Cultivation requires resources, and the resources I can provide you are limited. If your siblings also have root bones suitable for immortal cultivation, where will the resources come from?"

"If given to them, you will receive very little!"

Meng Fei looked up abruptly, resolutely replying, "I am willing to give it to them; I will earn it myself!"

"You have ambition,"

Wang Chen laughed, "I hope you're not just talking big."

He gestured with his hand, "Call them all over."

Meng Fei was overjoyed and immediately gathered his younger siblings.

He had a total of thirteen younger siblings, but only one sister was his real relative; the rest were orphans abandoned in the caverns or left unattended.

It was remarkable that such a young boy could help so many people.

In fact, it was because of this that Wang Chen was willing to give Meng Fei a chance—kind people deserve good fortune!

These thirteen children, the oldest being twelve and the youngest just five.

Wang Chen tested all of them, and the results left him speechless.

Out of the thirteen, incredibly, ten possessed Immortal Cultivation Root Bones, ranging from a high of six patterns to a low of two!

Among them, two with six-patterns, three with five-patterns!!

It should be known that a Five Pattern Root Bone is the foundation of the Purple Mansion, while a Six-Pattern predicts a Golden Core, although it's not to say one is guaranteed to achieve the corresponding cultivation successes, as personal practice is tied to myriad factors and cannot be generalized.

But the Root Bone is the most basic of foundations, extremely critical and important for a cultivator.

The problem is, such a ratio is too high!

In the mortal realm, devoid of Spiritual Energy, it is very difficult for mortals to be born with Root Bones suited for cultivation.

The Immortal Cultivation world is quite different, as Spiritual Energy nourishes everything naturally, so the ratio of those born with Root Bones for Immortal Cultivation is much higher.

But it's never as high as this!

This discovery further confirmed Wang Chen's conjecture that Meng Fei was a "Child of Fate".

It was perfectly reasonable for the "Child of Fate" to gather around him a group of kids with exceptional talents!

And even the three without Root Bones had good bone structure and physique suited for martial training.

After these troubles, Wang Chen gained a deeper and more intuitive understanding of Meng Fei's group of orphans huddling together for warmth.

So, how should he train them?

Wang Chen couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation.

"Dinner's ready!"

A crisp voice brought him back to his senses.

The children who had just been clustered around Meng Fei immediately abandoned their respected big brother, laughing and hopping over to greet Ermei who was emerging from the room with a pot of rice.

Ermei cooked a large pot of rice using the Spirit Rice Wang Chen provided. She sliced a strip of Beast Meat and cooked it with the rice, then drizzled some homemade sauce over it, creating something akin to clay pot rice.

Steamy and fragrant.

The group of children drooled with craving, but none fought or made a fuss.

Ermei placed the pot on a stone table, scooped a full bowl first, and then offered it to Wang Chen with both hands, bending her knees slightly and saying softly, "Immortal Master, please eat first."

Wang Chen waved his hand, "You all eat, I'm not hungry."

This pot of rice made him think back to when he had just transmigrated to this world, becoming a small Qi Cultivation Spiritual Plant Farmer in the Cloud Sun Sect.

Looking back, it seemed like a very long time ago, his memories of it almost fading into indifference.

Yet now, it felt so vivid!

With these thoughts, Wang Chen's eyes softened as he looked at Ermei.

Ermei was not Meng Fei's biological sister, and she too had been tested for Root Bone, possessing a talent of six patterns!

Such a Root Bone talent, placed in a medium or small Immortal Cultivation sect, would undoubtedly ensure a position as a True Disciple.

But the girl before him was not even Shedding Mortality, looking pale and thin, delicate in stature, dressed in rags.

After Wang Chen refused, Ermei then distributed the meaty rice to the other children.

One bowl per person, neither more nor less, absolutely fair.

The kids gulped down the fragrant Spirit Rice, and even if they choked until their eyes rolled back, they were unwilling to spit it out, each resembling a starving ghost reincarnated.

But Meng Fei, Ermei, and another girl had far more refined table manners.

The girl was Meng Fei's biological sister, Meng Jiaojiao.

Six-Pattern Root Bone!

But with Meng Fei as an example, Wang Chen felt that their true Root Bones were probably even higher.

Such a group of children, if provided with sufficient resources and opportunities, in twenty or thirty years, would surely give rise to a powerful Immortal Cultivation family!

Wang Chen made his decision.

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