[Mortal Cultivation] [Cautious Growth] [No System] [Humble Beginnings]
Zhou Qing returns to his lodgings, rubbing his chest where he was injured by falling rocks, only to discover a grievously wounded goddess lying in his bed.
The goddess uses his little house to recuperate, refining the spiritual treasures she obtained from an ancient ruin one by one. Then she mistakes their charred remains for trash and casually tosses them into the stove.
After she leaves, a mysterious shard of bone remains in the ashes. It cannot be burned, and looks like jade, yet isn't jade.
That night, the shard silently merges with Zhou Qing's injured breastbone.
From then on, Zhou Qing discovers that if he calms his mind, he can enter a wondrous state of enlightenment. Profound cultivation techniques hold no more secrets from him, and he can gradually fix the flaws in their incantations. The jade bone can also quietly extract pill toxins from elixirs and medicinal toxins from spiritual plants.
He can safely refine the inferior pills everyone else fears like the plague.
He can restore life to spiritual seeds everyone else has declared dead.
But in the immortal sects, a menial disciple's life is worth less than grass. A single accident could cost him his life, and even the smallest stroke of good fortune could invite covetous eyes.
Zhou Qing can only keep the jade bone hidden and start as the lowliest menial disciple, taking one step at a time along his own path to immortality.
