"Not convinced? How dare you look down on Senior Sister Liu?"

Lin Hao sprang to his feet, glaring at Yan Heng fiercely and speaking loudly.

This immediately attracted the attention of several other new handymen around, and they all looked over.

Even several outer disciples in the dining hall were startled and cast their gazes in this direction as well.

"How could I？“

Being stared at by so many people, cold sweat broke out on Yan Heng's forehead.

If word got out that he had been disrespectful to Liu Qinghan, the headmaster's final disciple, he couldn't bear the consequences.

Although Yan Heng was reluctant to part with the spiritual porridge in the bowl of the chubby Wang Fu in his heart, he had no choice but to admit defeat and say, "Since Brother Lin Hao has spoken, I naturally have to show some respect. From now on, I won't interfere with Wang Fu's spiritual porridge."

After saying that, suppressing his anger, Yan Heng took his empty bowl and left in disgrace.

"Let's eat!"

Seeing that Yan Heng had been scared away by the prestige of Senior Sister Liu, Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Hungry as he was, he and the chubby Wang Fu wolfed down the spiritual porridge.

Lin Hao wasn't afraid at all in his heart. He wasn't lying about being recruited into the sect personally by Senior Sister Liu, the headmaster's final disciple, so he wasn't worried that what he said today would spread.

"This porridge is really delicious!"

The spiritual porridge was made from spiritual rice and was no ordinary thing. It tasted wonderful.

After swallowing it, a lot of spiritual energy appeared in Lin Hao's body.

It was roughly equivalent to one-fifth of the total spiritual energy Lin Hao could obtain from a whole night of cultivation.

Before long, Lin Hao finished his bowl of porridge.

Feeling still hungry, Lin Hao looked longingly at the porridge bowl beside the chubby Wang Fu.

He found that the chubby guy's porridge bowl was even cleaner than his face, and this fellow was still vigorously licking the bottom of the bowl with his tongue.

It seemed that if he licked it a few more times, spiritual porridge would grow out of the bottom of the bowl.

Lin Hao looked at his own bowl, which still had a little bit of the porridge liquid left in it. Not minding it at all, he started licking it just like the chubby guy.

After quite a while.

He and the chubby guy left the dining hall leisurely and returned to their small wooden house.

"Since I came to the sect, I've always been bullied and never had a full bowl of spiritual porridge before," Wang Fu said with a grateful look on his face. "Lin Hao, thanks to you today, Yan Heng didn't snatch my porridge. I, Wang Fu, am willing to recognize you as my boss and follow your lead."

"Oh! You're welcome. If it weren't for your help today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have dug up five catties of spiritual iron and wouldn't even have been able to have a meal," Lin Hao waved his hand and said, "Forget about being your boss."

"Helping Boss Lin Hao dig mines is what I should do."

Wang Fu, who was born into a merchant family and had a thick skin, pretended not to hear Lin Hao's refusal.

Seeing that the chubby guy insisted on calling him boss, Lin Hao had no choice but to accept this title.

It didn't matter if he was called boss. Anyway, he wouldn't lose anything.

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Well, that was charisma. Wherever he went, there would always be followers willing to submit to him.

...

Since Lin Hao had brought up Senior Sister Liu as his backer in front of everyone in the dining hall in the ore area of the Xuanyue Sect.

No one came to trouble him and the chubby Wang Fu anymore.

Apart from mining, the two of them just focused on cultivation.

Soon, half a month passed.

Lin Hao had been in the Xuanyue Sect for over ten days and had a general understanding of immortal cultivation.

To cultivate immortality, one needed to have spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots were divided into grades one to nine.

The higher the grade, the stronger the cultivation talent.

Moreover, spiritual roots also had differences in the quality of their attributes. Single-attribute spiritual roots allowed for much faster cultivation than multi-attribute spiritual roots.

The chubby guy who had become Lin Hao's follower was a second-grade metal single-attribute spiritual root.

Although the grade wasn't high, it was still a single-attribute spiritual root, so his aptitude could be considered medium.

In the future, he had a bit of a chance to achieve the Foundation Establishment stage.

And he could live up to two hundred years.

The path of immortality was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Among the thousands of Qi Refining disciples in the Xuanyue Sect, basically only a few disciples could reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

Once one succeeded in Foundation Establishment, they could be considered top experts throughout the State of Zhao.

Above the Foundation Establishment stage was the Golden Core stage. Such powerful cultivators could be called sect-protecting level experts.

Among the four immortal cultivation sects in the State of Zhao, it was rumored that only a few Supreme Elders possessed such strength.

"I wonder what kind of spiritual root I have," Lin Hao thought to himself, feeling a bit curious.

He had been recruited by Liu Qinghan but hadn't had his spiritual roots tested yet.

However, his cultivation speed was quite fast.

"Tonight, I should be able to break through to the first level of Qi Refining mentioned in the Xuanyue Qi Refining Manual," Lin Hao murmured.

The chubby Wang Fu next door had arrived half a month earlier than him but still showed no sign of reaching the first level of Qi Refining.

This showed just how extraordinary Lin Hao's cultivation aptitude was.

On the small wooden bed, Lin Hao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and entered into cultivation.

The spiritual energy light dots in the world were absorbed into his body by him.

...

On the other side, in the inner sect area of the Xuanyue Sect...

Liu Qinghan finished her cultivation and was about to go out for a stroll. Not long after she left her cave abode, she saw an elderly man with an otherworldly air flying towards her.

"Qinghan, I've heard that in the handyman disciple area, it's being rumored that you personally recruited a disciple named Lin Hao with astonishing talent?" the old man asked.

This old man was none other than Liu Qinghan's master, Chi Yunzi, the current headmaster of the Xuanyue Sect and a ninth-level Foundation Establishment expert.

"Yes, Master. There is such a thing," Liu Qinghan pondered for a moment and said in a clear and cold voice, "Half a month ago, when I went out to handle some affairs, I happened to run into him. Seeing that he had a sixth-grade single-attribute fire spiritual root, I brought him back."

"A sixth-grade single-attribute fire spiritual root? With such good cultivation talent, why didn't you bring him directly into the inner sect but placed him among the handyman disciples instead?" Chi Yunzi's usually calm face showed a hint of surprise as he asked in confusion.

"Lin Hao's secular identity was that of a mountain bandit. When he saw me back then, he even tried to rob me," Liu Qinghan said.

"So you put him in the handyman disciple area to temper his temperament first," Chi Yunzi said.

"A sixth-grade single-attribute fire spiritual root like this is a rare immortal seedling. It's better to keep him by your side and teach him personally. When day breaks tomorrow, I'll go find him and take him as my disciple."

...

The night sky was clear and everything was quiet.

Inside the small wooden house, Lin Hao greedily absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

During this half month, apart from mining, he had been working hard on his cultivation.

"The spiritual energy is enough. I can try to guide the spiritual energy to circulate through the meridians for a full cycle and break through to the first level of Qi Refining," Lin Hao thought to himself.

With a thought, he followed the method in the Xuanyue Qi Refining Manual.

He guided the spiritual energy and carefully circulated it through the main meridians of his whole body.

After about half an hour, Lin Hao suddenly felt a rumbling inside his body, and then he felt extremely comfortable all over.

"Finally reached the first level of Qi Refining!" Lin Hao was overjoyed in his heart.

Reaching the first level of Qi Refining made him a master among the new handyman disciples.

Even if he faced a villain like Yan Heng again, even without using Senior Sister Liu's name, he would have some ability to fight back.

"Boom!"

Just as Lin Hao's cultivation reached the first level of Qi Refining and he was about to continue operating the Xuanyue Qi Refining Manual to consolidate his cultivation, his mind suddenly roared like thunder.

In great pain, Lin Hao passed out.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a mysterious space.

In front of him, there was a small tower about three feet high, floating in the air.

"It's it!" Lin Hao had some impression of this tower in his memory. Months ago, when he fell off a cliff, he had vaguely seen a phantom of a small tower appear in the sky above that cliff and rush towards him. Originally, he thought this tower was just an illusion he saw when facing death.

Unexpectedly, this tower had followed him to this world and appeared at this moment.