Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming-Chapter 2017 - 1148_2

Thousands of scholars cross the single-plank bridge, and only a few manage to succeed.

The triennial exams are what the ten years of hard study have been waiting for.

Scholar Huang looked at the crowd, clenching his fists tightly, eyes fixed intensely.

But their carriage was too far away to see the words clearly.

There were simply too many people on this street, some spectating, some accompanying family members for the exams, and some simply here to see the excitement, hoping for rewards upon hearing joyous news from the Imperial Edict.

Not everyone is able to take the exams in the Capital City; some only have a temporary residence, and many travel vast distances, perhaps only bringing an Attendant Student, or coming alone.

After the exams, many were utterly exhausted.

At first, the brought-in food was still warm, but later they could only eat dry provisions.

Some were so cold that, after the exams, they were freezing.

"Son-in-law, son-in-law, congratulations."

The driver sent by Scholar Huang returned with the good news.

"Which rank did I get?"

"Son-in-law, son-in-law, you passed as a Juren, ranking 299th in the exams."

Scholar Huang and Madam Huang’s first thought was, how could it be like this?

The maids, wet nurse, and driver thought, what a close call, the son-in-law passed as the second to last; it truly was a close call.

With tens of thousands of examinees, being in the top 300 requires a combination of talent and luck. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Reward," Scholar Huang said.

Pass the exams was indeed fortunate, only that the expectations were not that high.

With this ranking, they could return home with drums and gongs celebrating.

Madam Huang came to her senses when her husband spoke of rewards, feeling a bit disappointed but recognizing it was already very good.

The fear was that it would be like the nightmare where her husband couldn’t pass no matter what.

Now, thanks to the blessing of some Deity, he passed, and they were very close to that step.

Plans for the future could be made gradually.

Luo Baojun ignored his parents and kept calling the system in his heart.

The system did not respond.

When the system stalled, he had already sensed that feeling of being trapped.

The system hid, and he couldn’t complete tasks.

He could only be anxious.

But now it seems that since his father passed as Juren, it’s possible they could establish roots here?

It’s unknown if his mother has the capability to take some actions, but returning home wouldn’t be impossible either.

He had already felt the benefits of a healthy body and the advantages of having Luck Value.

But now the system was hiding something, so he could only hide as a child; without the system, there was nothing he could do.

Better to think about it when he grew up.

If not doing tasks would make him just an ordinary mediocre person?

But right now, he didn’t have the energy to overthink, because after completing some tasks before, he felt sleepy on the bustling street and went to sleep.

Luo Baojun had the ability to cut off a certain evil system; this system was very cunning, hiding itself well.

He couldn’t immediately pull this system off someone.

If he did that, the person would die.

Although this family had been a plague to them, taking the benefits meant for him.

He truly felt pain, but he wasn’t that much of a Holy Mother and wouldn’t spare these people.

But to directly kill the opponent was not possible.

Luo Baojun felt like the plot was moving; if he killed, and being just a counterpart as a child, this world would collapse again.

Even though he defied the odds, he didn’t succeed by killing the opponent.

His task now was to eliminate that system, preventing it from doing evil tasks, so that eventually it would self-consume and also wear out the duty performers.

No need to beat them to death, play with them slowly.

As long as the system appeared, without causing a disaster, he wouldn’t just pull the system out.

Both were just children; he was a Cultivator, his Cultivation Ability growing stronger.

The other depended on the system, which was especially wicked, absorbing so much Destiny, misleading the host so easily.

And still relied on it.

He and his family needed to rely on him, being chased and running everywhere.

Actually, this hide-and-seek feeling was quite good too.

Luo Baojun used mana to suppress a certain system, letting his parents do whatever they should.

As long as he wasn’t too far from this family, he could continually suppress a certain evil force.

Scholar Huang passed the exams, although not with the most comprehensive rank, it was better than failing.

Their family celebrated joyfully.

Madam Huang thought of taking action, hoping her husband could serve as an official in the Capital City, though the position might not be high, discussing whether to prepare returning home or not?

Working in a minor position in the Capital was better than what they had in the county.

She didn’t have much capability in the Capital, secretly contacting the system, hoping for its help.

With the system’s help, they could achieve their dreams quickly.

Yet, they didn’t know the system was being monitored and didn’t dare to appear.

The system was baffled and afraid, somewhat regretting large moves made earlier, thus being discovered by the God of Death.

Now it was being suppressed, unable to move, luckily having seized so much luck that no energy was needed for a while.

It didn’t want to become scrap iron, knowing the main system had already abandoned it.

Even the main system feared the God of Death, of course, it was afraid too.

But life was adventure; previous risks were only possible because the opponent was too young, insufficiently cultivated and couldn’t discover it from afar, thus giving it the chance to bind a host and assign tasks.

Now it didn’t dare to risk anymore, regardless of Madam Huang’s summons, remaining silent.

Luo Baojun, along with his parents, in the sky, regardless of the bustling ground, needed to continually improve their abilities.

Young Master Luo recently delegated some businesses to his subordinates.

This method was a bit risky.

Cultivation gave him ambition, the ambition to protect his wife and son, realizing that once his abilities were strong enough, the mortal world’s splendor was insufficient for his ambition.

Wealth sufficient for several lifetimes.

Previously endlessly creating wealth was to increase the family’s wealth.

But now, it was different; maybe life’s purpose had changed.

Feeling ability determined everything, now wealth couldn’t fulfill his desires.

With ability, he could protect his son and wife.

If he had been strong earlier, he wouldn’t have been repeatedly robbed of his son, replaced.

If not for his son being protected by a Deity, being kidnapped and replaced, the outcome would have been their family’s ruin.

Only by being strong himself wouldn’t he be harmed.

Young Master Luo knew there were multiple enemies targeting their family.

Just as he thought, during the last hundred-day feast, their loss was due to having a Formation in their residence.

Those Taoists knew Mysticism but couldn’t deal with Formations, absorbing others’ Destiny but overwhelmed by Buddhist Law.

Luo Baojun’s Buddhist Law was precisely the bane of those evil Taoists.

Those Taoists weren’t reconciled and mistakenly swapped people, tried again, failed, and got hurt.

They were still recuperating in the Taoist Temple during this time.

Some, after receiving the information that the Luo Family was relocating, began taking actions towards the Capital City.

The emperor was aging and recently desired the Elixir of Immortality.

Then many Taoists tried to compete in Magic Combat to become the emperor’s Alchemy State Preceptor.

Taoists in that Taoist Temple also received this message since some fellow apprentices passed it along.

Some wanted to become close to the emperor.

The emperor, being old, desired Longevity.

The emperor’s sons wanted to seize the throne.

This imperial exam was an opportunity for many princes to select members for their teams and strengthen their forces.

However, the emperor didn’t care about these matters, having ambitious sons, wholeheartedly seeking longevity, let him handle the imperial exams, letting them supervise each other.

Also having people around them to supervise.

The emperor’s desire for Pills was conducted secretly, but even in secrecy, only those who succeeded in competition would succeed.

Taoist Temples across the country, those receiving this message, headed to the Capital.

Thus in a certain venue for Alchemy competitions, Taoists were more bustling than Imperial exam scholars, competing in Alchemy.

They wanted to become prominent figures, needed basic Alchemy Skills, but whether they could become true makers of Pills of Immortality?

That was to be decided in this competition.