I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 036 Chen Xin'an's Visit

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early morning, in a small courtyard in the southern district of Luchuan Prefecture.

The courtyard was about 200 square meters in size. There were several houses with blue tiles, a well, and two large trees that Zhou Yunshen couldn't name.

This big tree has lush foliage; it would be nice to cool off under its branches.

"I'll be living here from now on." Zhou Yunshen stood in the courtyard, looking around the small house with a rather satisfied expression on his face.

This small courtyard belongs to the Chen family; Chen Xin'an arranged for him to live here.

According to Chen Xin'an, the Chen family is very wealthy and owns many properties like this, many of which are vacant and therefore worth living in.

This made Zhou Yunshen feel a surge of envy in his heart once again.

Look at others, then look at yourself...

Why didn't I choose a Golden Core family back then and become a rich young master?

If I had chosen a Golden Core family, I wouldn't have experienced that calamity before, and I wouldn't still be struggling to cultivate a true cultivation technique.

Unfortunately, you can only choose the newbie gift pack once, and there's no going back after you've made your choice.

Zhou Yunshen can now only pin his hopes on his "extraordinary" cultivation aptitude, which he believes will help him defy fate.

By the way, he still doesn't know what grade of spiritual root he has.

He had seen popular science articles about spiritual roots on Tieba.

Cultivating immortality requires spiritual roots, with the ninth grade being the lowest and the first grade the best. The better the spiritual root, the faster the cultivation speed will be, and the lower the possibility of encountering bottlenecks during cultivation.

At the start of the game, Zhou Yunshen added a total of five points to his cultivation aptitude. If one point of cultivation aptitude could raise the grade of his spiritual root by one level, Zhou Yunshen felt that his spiritual root would be at least grade four.

The fourth rank is the minimum requirement.

But if he can only get the minimum guarantee, then Zhou Yun Shen will really be devastated.

In other games, it's fine to open treasure chests and get the guaranteed reward, but in this game, you absolutely cannot get the guaranteed reward!

After all, relying on a guaranteed minimum is a dead end.

In the courtyard, Zhou Xiaoya, Dashan, and others were busy cleaning up some miscellaneous items in the courtyard and the blue-tiled house.

Zhou Yunshen was quite satisfied with the small courtyard, and Zhou Xiaoya and the others were even more satisfied.

This little courtyard is much better than their house in the village.

In their original plan, once they arrived in the city, they would be lucky to rent a small, old house with shelter from the wind and rain; they never dared to dream of living in a large house with a yard like this.

This wasn't even a county town; it was a much larger and more prosperous prefectural city.

Uncle Liu was working, but his eyes kept glancing at Zhou Yunshen, who was standing in the yard.

His experiences along the way made him even more determined to sell his family's livelihood and lives to Zhou Erzhu.

Erzhuzi is no ordinary person.

Could an ordinary person become a fully-fledged martial artist in the acquired realm so quickly?

Could an ordinary person become friends with the young master of a prominent family in the prefectural city? Could they receive so much help from him?

Staying in the village is a dead end; you might just die someday for no reason.

With his abilities, it would be difficult for him to find a foothold in the city.

In this situation, clinging to a powerful patron is undoubtedly the best option.

As Uncle Liu was thinking about these things, Zhou Yunshen walked over.

"Young Master, what are your orders?" Uncle Liu quickly stopped what he was doing, wiped his hands on his clothes, and bowed with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhou Yunshen felt somewhat helpless. Two days had passed, and Uncle Liu had become even more respectful to him.

Zhou Yunshen handed a bag of loose silver to Uncle Liu and said, "Uncle Liu, go outside and buy some food and daily necessities."

He had already called for help, had people escort him all the way to the prefectural city, and even stayed in someone's courtyard. He already owed them enough favors; he couldn't possibly expect them to bring him food as well.

"Okay, okay," Uncle Liu replied, taking the silver.

"Let Dashan go with you too," Zhou Yunshen said. "By the way, I still owe Dashan two taels of silver. Take two taels from that and give it to him."

"No need, no need, young master. It's Liu Shan's good fortune that he owed you money before," Uncle Liu quickly waved his hand and said.

Zhou Yunshen put on a stern face and said, "One thing at a time, give him the silver."

Uncle Liu then expressed his gratitude.

After Uncle Liu led Dashan out of the courtyard, Zhou Yunshen sat down under a large tree, closed his eyes, and silently recited in his heart: "Return to Earth."

A familiar sense of disorientation arose, and when Zhou Yunshen regained consciousness, he was already in his rented room.

It was pitch black outside the rented room because it was the early hours of the morning in the real world.

Zhou Yunshen got up, picked up his new phone, and saw several unread messages.

All the messages were sent by Chen Xin'an.

Zhou Yunshen clicked on the message and found that it was Chen Xin'an asking him if he was satisfied with his current residence.

Zhou Yunshen typed back: "Very satisfied, thanks brother."

Chen Xin'an quickly replied: "We're all friends, no need to be so polite. By the way, I heard your courtyard hasn't been inhabited for a long time. Should I send a few servants over to bring you some daily necessities?"

Zhou Yunshen: "No need, these are minor issues, I can handle them."

Chen Xin'an: "Alright, I'll come to your courtyard later and bring you that Heaven-Rank cultivation technique. Be careful not to let anyone know you possess a Heaven-Rank technique. If people find out, it could lead to your death."

Zhou Yunshen: "I understand."

In the past, quite a few people were killed for revealing their natal spiritual treasures and heaven-rank cultivation techniques. This was a bloody lesson, so he naturally wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Once he gets his hands on the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique, he won't even tell his own sister, let alone brag about it.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yunshen typed again: "By the way, does your Chen family have any magical artifacts that can test spiritual roots?"

Chen Xin'an: "Of course! I almost forgot, you haven't had your spiritual root tested yet. Okay, I'll bring a spiritual root testing platform with me when I come. Brother, you're a ruthless guy who added five points to your cultivation aptitude. I'm very curious to know what grade your spiritual root can reach."

Chen Xin'an: "To be honest, I'm curious too."

He was not only curious, but also a little apprehensive and nervous.

After all, the grade of one's spiritual root can largely determine how far one can go on his cultivation path.

Whether he remains unknown among the many players or rises to prominence depends on this test.

Anyone would feel nervous and anxious about a test that could determine their fate.

……

An hour later, a large and luxurious carriage stopped outside Zhou Yunshen's courtyard.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a quick-witted servant in a blue robe stepped forward and opened the carriage curtain.

A child who looked to be only about eight years old, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes, stepped out of the carriage.

A servant in a blue robe knelt down, supporting himself on his hands and using his back as a footrest.

The child did not step on it, but instead leaped lightly off the carriage and landed steadily on the ground.

Another servant in a blue robe stepped forward to knock on the door, but was stopped by the child's voice.

The child went over and knocked on the door himself.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft.