Chapter 125
by fanqienovelChapter 125: One Year of Cultivation
Four months later, at the core area of the Lin Family’s spiritual vein.
Zhou Luo awoke from his meditation. Of the five Gathering Spirit Potions originally refined, only two now remained.
He had already half-stepped into the Great Perfection Stage of the fourth layer of Qi Refinement; cultivating for a while longer would allow for a complete breakthrough.
But at present, Bai Zhi Yan was close to giving birth, and he needed to see her.
This was his first union with a cultivator possessing Sixth Grade spiritual roots; he felt immensely expectant about the child soon to be born.
Leaving the core area, he returned to Zhou Garden.
During this period, Zhou Garden remained completely calm.
Three days later.
Accompanied by the crying sound of an infant, Zhou Luo welcomed his eighth child.
[Congratulations to the host on the birth of your eighth descendant, rewarded with a fifty-year lifespan bonus!]
[Due to this descendant possessing Sixth Grade spiritual roots, you have been rewarded with fifteen talent points!]
[Current talent: Ninth Grade spiritual roots (20/100)]
The notification sound rang in Zhou Luo’s ears the instant it appeared.
His body stiffened, and an excited, thrilled smile spread across his face.
It truly was Sixth Grade spiritual roots!
He had actually fathered a descendant with mid-grade spiritual roots.
Zhou Luo’s heart churned, feeling incredibly surprised.
And what delighted him even more was the fifty-year lifespan bonus.
One mid-grade spiritual root was fifty years of lifespan—the bonus was terrifying indeed.
Presently, he already had an added ninety years of lifespan. Adding another fifty years to that meant one hundred and forty years total.
Zhou Luo instantly felt like his lifespan was inexhaustible.
At this rate, not even wanting Changsheng wouldn’t prevent him from needing to live long.
Apart from the joy brought by the fifty-year lifespan bonus, Zhou Luo’s attention simultaneously focused on the talent points.
Originally, he assumed Ninth Grade granted only one point, Eighth Grade gave two points, and so on according to a pattern.
But now, it seemed he had been utterly mistaken.
The bonus talent points given by a mid-grade spiritual root actually reached fifteen points.
What about high-grade spiritual roots then?
Would it directly cause his spiritual roots to undergo a transformation?
Thinking this, Zhou Luo grew unbearably excited.
It seemed he needed to father more descendants with high-grade spiritual roots so his own spiritual roots could improve faster.
The birth of a Sixth Grade spiritual roots descendant instantly filled Zhou Luo with boundless motivation.
He couldn’t help but think of Lin Jin Xuan, who was also pregnant and possessed Sixth Grade spiritual roots.
Would another descendant with Sixth Grade spiritual roots be born?
Just then, Lin Xi interrupted his imaginings: "Husband, aren’t you going to go see sister Zhi Yan?"
Seeing Lin Xi’s beaming face, Zhou Luo snapped back to reality and hurried into the room.
"Congratulations, master. It’s a boy," the midwife said with a happy smile.
Zhou Luo held no particular preference regarding the baby’s gender. He swiftly approached Bai Zhi Yan’s bedside.
Having just given birth, her face was somewhat pale, yet it couldn’t mask her radiant smile.
"Husband, we have a child," she said, offering a weak but joyful smile.
Among the women, Bai Zhi Yan loved children the most.
Therefore, she had always longed for a child of her own.
Now that her wish was finally fulfilled, words couldn’t express how happy she felt inside.
Zhou Luo gently caressed her cheek and said warmly, "Yes. This little fellow will be named Chang Huan, hoping he remains always happy and carefree."
"Alright. That sounds good."
Bai Zhi Yan turned her head, gazing with deep tenderness and affection at the small infant resting by the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with gentle adoration.
On the third day after she gave birth, Lin Fei Ying also delivered a baby girl.
[Congratulations to the host! Your ninth child is born. You have gained a ten-year lifespan bonus!]
[Since this offspring possesses no spiritual roots, the host receives no talent points!]
Unfortunately, this child was devoid of spiritual roots.
Zhou Luo named her Shi Qin.
With two new lives welcomed into Zhou Garden, everyone was delighted.
Zhou Luo wasn’t in a rush to resume his cultivation. Instead, spurred by the prospect of a Sixth Grade spiritual roots descendant, he enthusiastically returned to the "battlefield" (his intimate endeavors).
Regrettably, perhaps because Lin Xi’s cultivation level was comparatively higher, despite his energetic efforts, there was no sign of conception for her.
Conversely, an encounter with the sister pair, Lin Yi Yi and Lin Zi Er, yielded two more lottery chances.
[Congratulations to the host! Through your tireless efforts, you have successfully impregnated your partner, earning one lottery draw.]
[Congratulations to the host! Through your tireless efforts, you have successfully impregnated your partner, earning one lottery draw.]
Lying in bed, Zhou Luo heard the two notification sounds sound one after the other, still reveling long after in the memory of his prowess, unable to shake himself free.
He hadn’t expected such a double hit!
Two lottery chances at once stirred immense anticipation within Zhou Luo.
Ever since he drew the Spiritual Planting Technique last time, his view of the lottery function had notably improved.
This seemingly unreliable lottery had actually proven consistently helpful to him, albeit to varying degrees.
It was far better than drawing a worthless "Thank You For Your Patronage."
With his mindset now composed, he no longer fretted about drawing something impractical or useless.
"System, start the lottery draw."
He silently declared and chose to activate the spinning wheel immediately.
The golden sphere of light began rotating rapidly. Moments later, its speed gradually decreased until it came to a stop within the "other area" under Zhou Luo’s watchful gaze.
His heart sank at seeing this zone.
Though he’d adopted a calm mindset, witnessing this outcome still stirred unease.
Unlike the six defined categories, this area held no predictable boundaries.
Who knew what bizarre reward might emerge from it?
With trepidation, Zhou Luo heard the system’s notification sound chime.
【Congratulations, Host! You have obtained one year of cultivation!】
【Reward has been automatically delivered to your inventory. Please check promptly!】
"I’ll be damned!"
The mechanical prompt drew a curse from Zhou Luo.
He stared in utter disbelief at the white spinning wheel, his mind engulfed by towering waves of astonishment.
Cultivation… could actually be won?
Zhou Luo nearly leaped from the bed in excitement.
This outcome lay completely beyond his expectations.
Who could have imagined this chaotic "other area" held such prizes?
Gaining an entire year of cultivation out of thin air—
the sensation was utterly exhilarating.
His greedy mind even wandered, fantasizing about drawing a century’s worth of cultivation.
Heart pounding, Zhou Luo checked his inventory and instantly utilized this half-year cultivation reward.
In that very instant, an inexplicable force surged through his body. His Qi sea trembled as dense spiritual energy materialized within it.
The bottleneck restraining his realm shattered completely. Torrents of spiritual energy flooded his meridians, saturating every corner of his being as Zhou Luo felt boundless power awaken inside him.
He instantaneously ascended from the late fourth layer of Qi Refinement to the Great Perfection Stage, his cultivation still intensifying.
Though he hadn’t breached the fifth layer of Qi Refinement, his current state far surpassed cultivators who’d just entered the Great Perfection.
So this is one year of cultivation…
Lying on the bed, Zhou Luo savored the surreal delight of effortlessly leveling up.
The sting remained that this cultivation was randomly awarded—otherwise, he’d gladly spend every day lounging in bed.
Moreover, this "year of cultivation" reflected what his Ninth Grade spirit root could achieve unaided, discounting external aids.
Were it otherwise, his current training speed should have guaranteed reaching the fifth layer.
Still, this free influx of power thrilled him beyond measure.
His gaze returned to the white spinning wheel.
With one draw remaining, what else might fortune grant him?