Upon seeing the scene before him, Li Qinghai's first thought was that his home had been ransacked.

But this thief was truly excessive, even taking out his innocent tables and chairs.

Hmm?

Why did the lighting in the house improve?

Li Qinghai looked up.

The ceiling of his small wooden house had a big hole blasted through it.

Outrageous!

Absolutely outrageous!!

This sight reminded Li Qinghai of a poem: "The children of the southern village mock my old age and frailty, how can I bear to face them as thieves!"

He, the owner, was still at home, yet the thief dared to wreck his house right in front of him.

Wasn't this just bullying him for being weak?

Weakness?!

Li Qinghai suddenly thought of the key point.

He had been meditating and cultivating just now, but he wasn't sure if he had successfully condensed his Qi.

Taking a deep breath, Li Qinghai slightly circulated his breathing technique.

Immediately, he felt spiritual energy from all around entering his body, and the spiritual energy within him began to flow through his meridians.

Success?!

A look of joy appeared on Li Qinghai's face.

He was now a small cultivator at the first level of Qi Refinement, a genuine cultivator.

Before long, Li Qinghai felt a warm sensation throughout his body, an indescribable sense of comfort and ease.

Is this what cultivation feels like?

It's truly delightful.

However, cultivation is not something to be greedy about.

His situation was different from other cultivators.

While others needed to constantly retreat and cultivate, he absolutely could not cultivate.

He had to maintain a weak state, so he could be beaten to death sooner, which was the right path.

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So Li Qinghai immediately stopped circulating his technique, fearing that even a second more would increase his strength.

But Li Qinghai quickly discovered that even if he didn't actively circulate his technique, it was still running automatically.

Although much slower than when he actively circulated it, it was still absorbing spiritual energy.

Other cultivators must be in the same situation, right?

Perhaps this is just how cultivation works.

Anyway, as long as he didn't actively cultivate, his realm would definitely improve very slowly.

Li Qinghai couldn't be bothered to delve deeper, assuming everyone was in the same situation.

However, what Li Qinghai didn't know was...

He was the only one like this.

The techniques those small cultivators practiced were nowhere near as heaven-defying as his.

Even if they exerted all their effort on Morning Cultivation Mountain, they couldn't absorb spiritual energy as fast as Li Qinghai did automatically.

Li Qinghai looked up again at the roof with a big hole and muttered to himself.

"I need to fix the house first."

With that, Li Qinghai walked out of the house, only to be dumbfounded again.

The spiritual herbs he had painstakingly planted all afternoon had withered!

Damn it!

This thief was truly heartless!

Wait a minute.

Wasn't there a protective formation?

Li Qinghai looked up.

The protective barrier was dim and tattered in many places, having lost its defensive effect.

Li Qinghai remembered Wang Dafu mentioning that even Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't easily break this protective formation.

Which meant a Core Formation cultivator had visited his Green Bamboo Residence?

If he had offended anyone recently, it would definitely be that Ye Fan from the First Peak.

Damn you, Ye Fan.

You're deliberately messing with me, aren't you?

Just wait until I reincarnate and become a genius, I'll make you cry for your parents.

Li Qinghai was now confident about reincarnation.

After all, he had just risked increasing his strength by cultivating that suicidal technique, making death seem even easier for him.

Despite his house being wrecked, Li Qinghai was in a good mood.

He grabbed an axe and went out to chop wood.

Coming to a big tree, he swung his axe down.

Clang!

What the...?

Even the trees in the cultivation world are this hard.

With one swing, he only managed to chop off a layer of bark.

Goodness.

But now that Li Qinghai was a dignified Qi Refinement cultivator, and had a Common Artifact in hand.

If he couldn't even handle a tree, wouldn't that make an eighty-nine-year-old granny laugh her teeth off?

Clang, clang!

With great perseverance, Li Qinghai continued to chop the tree bit by bit.

The noise from chopping wasn't small, and many passing disciples couldn't help but steal a glance.

When they saw Li Qinghai chopping wood, they all looked bewildered.

They couldn't understand why Li Qinghai was chopping wood, let alone the act of chopping itself.

After all, as cultivators, everyone was always focused on cultivation, never wasting time on such meaningless tasks.

Moments later.

A big tree fell with a grudge.

Li Qinghai then chopped the tree into planks of varying lengths.

He laid them on the roof.

Finally, he tidied up the house, sweeping out all the wood chips.

The house was no longer messy and looked much more pleasing.

Unknowingly, night had fallen.

Li Qinghai stretched lazily.

"Sleep now, and continue reincarnating tomorrow."

Li Qinghai went to bed and fell into a deep sleep, with no intention of cultivating.

Though he was a lazy fish with no ambition, the Five Element Longevity Scroll was much more diligent than he was.

Even while Li Qinghai slept, it tirelessly ran, completing one big cycle after another.

Spiritual energy was absorbed bit by bit, while impurities were expelled.

Li Qinghai felt very comfortable, sleeping better than ever before, and more soundly.

The next day.

Li Qinghai slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he did was check the state of his home.

Everything was fine, no thieves had visited Green Bamboo Residence today.

Hmm?

Why was the sunlight outside so intense?

How long did I sleep?

Li Qinghai got out of bed, went to the window, and saw it was almost noon...

Damn.

Since when did I sleep so much?

I was planning to go to Morning Cultivation Mountain to court death today.

By now, the spiritual energy on Morning Cultivation Mountain was probably depleted, and everyone had likely left.

Just as Li Qinghai was feeling frustrated, a voice came from outside.

"Junior Brother Li."

It was Wang Dafu's voice.

Although Wang Dafu had once tricked him, preventing him from reincarnating smoothly, he was still the most familiar friend Li Qinghai had in the Azure Cloud Sect.

Li Qinghai went out and opened the courtyard gate.

Wang Dafu's plump figure came into view.

Wang Dafu was about to speak when his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Li Qinghai.

"Li... Junior Brother Li, you... you've reached the second level of Qi Refinement?!"

Li Qinghai was stunned, quickly sensing himself, and his expression changed dramatically.

Damn it.

Didn't I just sleep?

How did I break through?

At this rate, my strength will keep skyrocketing, how am I supposed to die?

Wang Dafu came back to his senses and congratulated him with a smile, "Congratulations, Junior Brother Li, on successfully condensing Qi, and congratulations on breaking through to the second level of Qi Refinement. I also wish you a promising future on the path of cultivation."

"…"

Li Qinghai's mouth twitched; each congratulation was like salt on his wound.

This wasn't congratulations; it was rubbing salt into his wounds.