Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming-Chapter 1975 - 1127: (Part 2)

As long as he absorbs more luck, his body will get better.

"I’ll take it, absorb all the luck from this person."

The person carrying the box had already brought it outside the Taoist Temple.

To avoid alarming other guests and other people, the act was done stealthily, jumping out from the rooftop.

He only felt as if something was draining his strength from his body, always feeling an uncomfortable sensation.

This feeling was from losing luck on his body, the sensation of having his cultivation absorbed by someone.

The Taoist practiced an evil magic, and had a direct instinct about things like luck.

Being absorbed by someone, much of the cultivation was taken away.

Feeling tight on the body, discomfort, the cultivation was absorbed by someone.

It was precisely when this person was descending the mountain, carrying the box without much strength.

Yet he gritted his teeth, constantly feeling that the sudden discomfort in his body was perhaps related to the child in this box.

The Taoist taking the child away knew some information; this child had a misfortune constitution.

Earlier, when placed in the room, he glanced at the child whose face was bluish-purple.

Just not knowing why this child, who was about to die, would bring him misfortune?

To leave such a young child here to be fed to wolves.

Yet they couldn’t take the child away; the place was too close to their Taoist Temple residence.

No one else should know that there was a child left here by them.

That Taoist followed the master’s words, returning another family’s child they took.

Even if the child died, it wasn’t their responsibility.

Initially, they cooperated only to covet the luck of another child.

Now their main task was to find the child with luck.

Returning this child at the moment was naturally to let others continue taking care, from whom they might find information about the other child.

Also, they could deduce where the other child was hidden.

In the dark night, the Taoist thought a lot, and there were transportation means at the foot of the mountain, so he planned to ride a horse.

In the dark, he opened the box to see if the child absorbing luck was dead.

Yet in the dark, he could feel the child was not dead; under the faint moonlight, the child’s complexion had improved a lot.

"Mission successful, gained one luck point, currently at 0.02% luck value."

"System, if I can absorb luck to 100%, will my body become healthy? Will I have a wealthy fate?"

"Of course, host, keep it up."

The system continued to tempt, previously sending 0.01% luck points to the child and a bit of food, just to keep the child from dying.

This child was bound by the system because of the very unlucky constitution, extreme human greed, as this person had heavy desires, conveniently providing luck and energy.

This child absorbs one person’s luck, and it absorbs more than half.

Previously, using this child to absorb the Taoist’s luck wasn’t just that; the Taoist cultivated an art of absorbing others’ luck.

They especially needed to absorb others’ luck; those learning Imperial Body Technique practiced cultivation using others’ luck, drawing a lot from them.

Could provide more energy.

Unlike absorbing one person’s luck, those specializing in cultivation techniques had combined luck values from many people on their body.

Absorbing one person’s luck equaled absorbing many people’s luck.

The system felt a bit regretful, why hadn’t they bound this unlucky one sooner?

If bound earlier, before today, they would have encountered many Taoists, doing more tasks.

Clearly, this unlucky one was abandoned by the Taoist Temple.

They could only wait for the host to grow older to absorb more luck.

Young Master Huang did not know the system’s thoughts; now there was no choice, being a weak infant body, still needed the system’s help.

Now he was an infant, unable to move around freely.

Can only rely on others to move.

Didn’t know where this person would take him.

Would he be taken back to his parents?

Taking him back to his parents would be alright, after all, he grew up a bit, parents could bring him to meet some noble people.

To absorb the Qi of those noble people.

Young Master Huang envisioned beautiful things, but did not dare sleep, fearing the person might take him to wilderness and leave him.

He dared not sleep, fearing being in the hands of thieves, then ending up in wolf nests.

Constantly jolting on horseback, though absorbed some luck, body was slightly better.

Still a child, a physically weak child.

Being tossed around, body uncontrollably vomited.

Young Master Huang only felt discomfort in his throat.

Just vomited like that, on himself, the smell made him feel worse.

In the box, the breath from vomiting did not dissipate, trapped in the box, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Dizziness.

Wanting to speak.

Sound came out in sobs.

Hoarse infant voice whimpered softly in the box.

At night, amidst horse movements, infant’s voice was so small, hindered by the box.

The Taoist paid no mind to the child in the box, just wanted to quickly take the child to that estate.

He now resembled an ordinary person, relying on regular Martial Arts Training to support riding.

This action was solo, compelling thoughts to abandon midway.

Fear of master’s punishment.

When Taoist brought the child to the estate, he had no strength to leap onto the roof and replace the child to its original spot.

Could only place the box at the estate door.

Whether the child lived or died depended on whether people in the estate would save him tomorrow?

Young Master Huang fell into a hazy sleep, felt no cold at night, in the box, in wraps felt no chill.

Just the smell, and discomfort from the jolts, passed out sleeping.

The next day, heard noises.

The estate that went with Madam Huang’s dowry was just in harvest season, employing people for harvest.

It was some villagers nearby, working temporary jobs, renting landlord’s field for farming.

Villagers walked, reaching the estate gate, awaiting to enter.

Discover a box at the estate gate, curiosity arose, but hesitant to open the box.

Thus they debated, and during this debate, woke up Young Master Huang.

The estate gate opened amidst their discussions.

The estate gate opened, people inside came out to let them in for work.

"What’s the noise about? Hurry up and get to work."

The estate overseer belonged to Madam Huang’s parental household.

Also part of the dowry team.

Villagers dared not speak, fearing to offend the overseer, went inside accordingly.

"Oh, what’s this box doing here?"

The overseer finally noticed the box.

Then opened it.

"Ugh, so smelly, how’s there a stinky child?"

Opening it, only to be repelled by the stench, stepping back.

Spoke with disdain.

People following behind took a peek, also rushing away from the smell.

"Let’s ignore it, such a smelly child, might have been abandoned by someone, we can’t afford to raise such a weakly child."

No sympathy from the overseer, after all, a servant with family to feed.

Young Master Huang, although gained two luck points, was still physically weak, with no immediate treatment.

A month-old infant, appearing about four or five pounds.

As vomited, wearing baby clothes not sophisticated, smelling so bad, naturally deemed abandoned from weakness.

Overseer lacked recognition that it was his own heir.

Then shut the door again.

"Host, host accept task."

The system alerted numerous times when farmers arrived at the estate gate.

For the host too small in size, with weakened body post vomiting.

From last night to now without food intake.

Could a tiny person endure?

Also confined in the box.

The system called for long, Young Master Huang remained asleep.