Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

In the southeast of Qingyun Realm, marked by many mountain ranges and hills, stood Qingtian Peak, the highest mountain of the realm and the residence of Yuxuan Palace.

Qingtian Peak soared twenty-seven thousand five hundred and forty-odd feet into the sky, resembling a celestial sword thrusting heavenwards, its summit perennially capped with snow, frigid to the extreme.

The vast majority of Qi Cultivators chose high places for their cave dwellings and Sect Gates, and Yuxuan Palace was no exception, located at the pinnacle of the peak. This place, closest to the sun and moon, brought many benefits for cultivation.

Although in comparison to the span of the universe, the heights of these peaks were minuscule, the essence of the sun and moon up high was relatively unspoiled by Turbid Qi and ultimately purer.

When Chu Zheng arrived at this location, it was noon, the great sun hanging high in the sky. The entire Qingtian Peak was bathed in a faint clear light, exuding an air of refreshing purity that lifted one's spirits.

Amidst the mountains, Spiritual Springs encircled, brimming with Spiritual Mist condensed from the essence of heaven and earth—a landscape fit for an Immortal Clan's Holy Land.

With a casual glance, Chu Zheng spotted many precious birds and Auspicious Beasts among the ancient forests atop the peak, presumably attracted by the Qi of Qi Cultivators.

Not to mention the Auspicious Beasts in the forest, even Chu Zheng himself felt his mind became much clearer, setting aside his worries for a moment and feeling delightful and at ease.

After surveying the area for a while, Chu Zheng did not directly ascend to the summit but landed at the mountain's base, advancing slowly towards the top.

One ought always to observe some etiquette before visiting abruptly.

Chu Zheng was not in a hurry. As he walked slowly up the mountain, approaching the summit, fine snow began to fall from the sky.

Bracing against wind and snow, he made his way to the peak, where a number of green-tiled and brick houses appeared in front of Chu Zheng. There were no grand pavilions or palaces, only rooftops covered with ice and snow, shrouded in frost.

There was no sign of any Arrays set up around the area; everything maintained the most original appearance given by nature, simple and pure.

Indeed, most Qi Cultivators led simple lives, and with not many disciples or descendants, they seldom spent extra effort gathering and storing resources for cultivation. Usually, just the sun and moon's essence was enough for their cultivation needs.

Although such a practice would not accelerate the growth of one's Cultivation, likewise, the accumulation of Tribulation Qi wouldn't be as severe and would be easier to manage.

All along, the reason why Chu Zheng's Tribulation Qi was so troublesome was because his cultivation had increased far too rapidly. In twenty years, he had traversed a path that would take others hundreds or even thousands of years. How could he expect smooth sailing in every endeavor?

His gaze swept over the green-tiled houses, Chu Zheng bowed with folded hands, and spoke in a measured voice,

"Qi Cultivator Chu Zheng has come to pay a visit to fellow practitioners, hoping not to be turned away."

Creak—

A noise came from the most central house, and an ancient wooden door creaked open slowly, revealing a middle-aged Taoist.

He appeared to be around forty years old, clad in a teal Taoist Robe with his hair in a Daoist bun, his face stern and a vertical line between his eyebrows resembling a Heavenly Eye, his feet shod in thick-soled black cloth shoes.

Kuang Yuanshan (Seventh Order): A Unity Realm Stage Qi Cultivator, Daoist name Xu Jingzi, who also practiced Alchemy and talismanic magic. He had weathered seventy-four tribulations, having recently overcome one, his vitality was not yet restored, sustaining injuries, repairable (0/3).

Kuang Yuanshan was not the strongest in Yuxuan Palace; there was a Heavenly Immortal hidden here, which Chu Zheng could sense.

However, with Chu Zheng's current level of cultivation, he was not yet qualified to have such a personage greet him at the door.

Apart from Kuang Yuanshan, there was no movement or sound coming from the other green-tiled houses—dead silence prevailed.

It was clear that Yuxuan Palace did not seem very welcoming to Chu Zheng's arrival.

Chu Zheng was not surprised by this, as most Qi Cultivators generally disliked disturbances unless necessary.

That Kuang Yuanshan had come forward was probably because he had recently faced a tribulation and wouldn't invite further complications due to Tribulation Qi.

Kuang Yuanshan took a look at Chu Zheng, his eyes calm as still water, and after returning the gesture with a fist-and-palm salute, he got straight to the point,

"Fellow Daoist is most courteous. What brings you here today?"

"I hope you'll forgive my uninvited intrusion," Chu Zheng didn't beat around the bush and said directly,

"Chu hails from a non-orthodox Taoist Sect and has not had the guidance of a prestigious master. By chance, I obtained scraps left by predecessors and have struggled alone to this point. I have many doubts and would like to seek advice from fellow Daoists."

Before coming to Yuxuan Palace, he had already sealed his Immortal Tao Power and suppressed his Qi, revealing only the cultivation of the early-stage Returning to Void, so as to be less alienating to the Qi Cultivators.

"A visitor is a guest, please come in and we can talk," Kuang Yuanshan said without further ado, gesturing with his hand.

Chu Zheng thanked him and followed Kuang Yuanshan inside the tiled house.

The room was warm as spring and not very spacious, stretching out a few zhang with several small rooms partitioned off. The air was permeated with the fragrance of medicine, mingled with the Qi of various Spiritual Medicines.

The wooden door inside was ajar, revealing the corner of a Pill Furnace with Spiritual Fire burning beneath it.

Kuang Yuanshan was in the midst of Alchemy, and judging by the pervasive scent, he was likely crafting a Spirit Pill for nourishing one's foundation and healing injuries.

"I apologize for interrupting Daoist," Chu Zheng spoke apologetically.

Kuang Yuanshan was unfazed and waved his hand dismissively: "There's no interruption. Not many people visit on normal days, and your presence gives me someone with whom to pass the time."

As he spoke, he led Chu Zheng into a side room which, from the decor, seemed to be a tea room.

A black and white Immortal Crane was curled up on the ground, apparently dozing off.

Kuang Yuanshan stepped forward to open the window, letting the wind and snow usher in a slight breeze. Then, he turned to make tea. After that, he kicked the Immortal Crane awake with the back of his foot:

"Go fetch a couple of Spiritual Source Treasure Leaves. I have a guest to entertain."

The Immortal Crane staggered to its feet, took to the air out the window, and returned after a short while, its mouth holding several verdant branches and leaves.

Kuang Yuanshan took the branches and leaves, plucked the green leaves, and dropped them into the boiling tea water. Moments later, he poured two cups of Spiritual Tea and casually remarked,

"This tea is best when freshly picked. I apologize for making you wait, Daoist friend."

With that, he pushed one cup of Spiritual Tea across to Chu Zheng, the steam rising and forming misty clouds.

Chu Zheng took the cup, sipped lightly, and although the tea did not brim with abundant Spiritual Energy as it went down his throat, his mind immediately relaxed involuntarily, becoming significantly more at ease.

For a moment, Chu Zheng's eyes brightened, and he couldn't help but praise,

"Excellent tea."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Chu Zheng began to inquire about some matters concerning Qi Cultivators from Kuang Yuanshan.

Entering the world and experiencing tribulations can have many effects and easily bring disaster upon one's Sect. As a result, many Qi Cultivators opt not to undergo such trials in their homeland but use various methods to travel to other Great Realms instead.

Although these methods are cumbersome, the risks are relatively lower. A slight misstep may lead to death in the external realms due to tribulations, yet the impact on one's Sect and old friends is negligible.

This measure is taken out of necessity, as the influence of tribulations is too complex and variable, easily slipping out of control.

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PS: Some content needs to be edited.