Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16006

Chapter 16004: Rewards

Yang Qingyu had initially thought he would be preoccupied with Yang Dingtian’s matter, preventing him from continuing his cultivation, just as before. However, to his surprise, this didn’t happen. He entered a meditative state immediately upon beginning his cultivation, and the next moment he felt countless streams of spiritual energy flowing into his body. His cultivation speed was many times faster than before.

He was astonished, but then overjoyed. He dared not stop, fearing that his cultivation speed would vanish if he stopped. So he immediately began cultivating with all his might, not daring to pause for a moment.

Time passed slowly. An hour later, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath. He realized that this cultivation session was equivalent to a month’s worth of his previous cultivation. If his cultivation speed hadn’t slowed down, he wouldn’t have wanted to stop. But now that his cultivation speed was the same as before, he had no choice but to stop.

Although Yang Qingyu’s cultivation speed was exceptionally fast this time, there was no joy on his face. If all his cultivation could be like this, how wonderful that would be! His cultivation speed would be second to none. But just now, his cultivation speed had slowed down, and he didn’t know why.

No, it wasn’t that he didn’t know the reason! Yang Qingyu was stunned. He realized that he wasn’t unaware of the reason for his rapid cultivation; it was because of that dream, it must be because of that dream.

He wasn’t actually sure if his sudden increase in cultivation speed was due to that dream, but now he had to believe that his rapid cultivation was indeed because of that dream. Because besides that dream, he couldn’t think of any other reason, and he placed all his hopes on that dream.

What did the dream say? It said that he felt jealous, so he wanted to reward him. Could this be related to his jealousy of Yang Ding? Thinking of this, Yang Qingyu grasped at it like a last straw. He immediately pictured Yang Dingtian on the high platform, so smug and disdainful of everyone. The thought filled him with bitterness; he was so envious of Yang Dingtian. After

a while, his emotions gradually calmed down, and Yang Qingyu immediately began cultivating. The moment he started, he found himself back in that space. He saw the statue again, and upon seeing it, Yang Qingyu was overjoyed. He could finally be certain that he hadn’t been dreaming; he had truly had a miraculous encounter, and he had finally found a way to speed up his cultivation.

Just then, he heard a voice from the statue say, “You have developed jealousy; I will reward you!”

Yang Qingyu felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and then he found himself back in his meditation room. He sat there again and immediately began to cultivate. The previous feeling returned, and he began to cultivate again. He cultivated for another hour before opening his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement. He was overjoyed; he had finally found a way to increase his cultivation speed—all he needed to do was be jealous of Yang Dingtian.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but think of Yang Dingtian again, of Yang Dingtian on the high platform. He murmured, “Just wait, one day I will be like you. I definitely can.”

His jealousy rose again, and Yang Qingyu showed no sign of stopping. He kept thinking about Yang Dingtian, and the jealousy in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

However, he didn’t continue cultivating this time. Right after his second training session, he felt a slight ache in his meridians, a sign that he had reached his limit. Continuing to cultivate might leave hidden injuries. If it were any

other day, he might have already started practicing martial arts, but he didn’t do that today. He sat there, his mind constantly focused on Yang Dingtian.

Yang Qingyu rested until nightfall, but in his dream, he still saw Yang Dingtian on the high platform. At dawn, Yang Qingyu immediately sat up and rushed into the meditation room to begin cultivating. He had barely started when he found himself back in that space. Then he heard the voice from the statue again: “You have become jealous. What reward do you want?” Yang Qingyu, who was

ready to leave the space, was stunned. He noticed that the statue’s words were different this time. Before, it would directly reward him, but this time it was asking what reward he wanted. This change made Yang Qingyu’s heart pound. If he could ask for any reward he wanted, that would be wonderful. He immediately tried to speak, “I want to improve my cultivation talent.”

There was no sound from the statue, and Yang Qingyu’s heart sank. He looked at the statue, which was enormous, resembling a deity. Although the statue’s expression remained unchanged, Yang Qingyu seemed to detect a hint of displeasure within it.

The statue seemed angry. Why was it angry? Suddenly, a thought struck Yang Qingyu, and he immediately spoke again, “Respected God, I wish to improve my cultivation talent!”

“Granted!” The statue seemed to respond once more. The next moment, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and he found himself in the meditation room. Yang Qingyu was overjoyed and immediately began cultivating. The moment he started, he felt a golden light appear directly within his body. This golden light flowed continuously through his body, and under its influence, his meridians became stronger, meaning his talent had improved.

Why do some people have good talent for cultivation while others don’t? Talent can be seen from three aspects: First, how sensitive are you to spiritual energy? If you are very sensitive to spiritual energy, it means you have good talent; otherwise, it means you have poor talent. Second, how strong are your meridians? Strong meridians allow you to practice for longer periods each day. If your meridians are weak, you will practice for shorter periods each day, and this difference can be significant. Third, comprehension. If your comprehension is poor, no matter what cultivation method you practice, you will spend more time than others. No matter what martial arts you practice, you won’t be as good as others, and no matter what spells you practice, they won’t be as powerful. These three factors combined constitute your talent. If you possess one of these three qualities, your talent is already quite good; two indicate very good talent; and if you possess all three, you are an absolute genius.

Unfortunately, Yang Qingyu previously lacked all three of these qualities, even falling short of ordinary cultivators; he was practically a cultivation failure.

Now, however, the golden light seemed to be enhancing his talent, making Yang Qingyu even happier. After an unknown amount of time, the golden light disappeared, and Yang Qingyu’s cultivation officially began. He immediately noticed something different: he became more sensitive to spiritual energy, his meridians were stronger, and most importantly, his understanding of the Jade Yang True Explanation seemed to deepen. He even began adjusting his cultivation speed, making subtle adjustments when spiritual energy entered certain meridians. After these adjustments, his cultivation speed actually increased significantly.

More than an hour later, he opened his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement. He was overjoyed. This one session of cultivation was equivalent to ten days of his previous cultivation. Although it seemed to be slightly slower than yesterday’s cultivation speed, they were completely different concepts. Yesterday’s cultivation felt like someone had forcibly injected spiritual energy into his body. While there were no problems, that spiritual energy was a one-time thing, only allowing him to cultivate for about an hour before disappearing.

Today’s cultivation, however, was entirely different. Today, he cultivated for more than an hour, and his cultivation speed increased more than tenfold. Moreover, this wasn’t a one-time increase; it was a permanent improvement. How could Yang Qingyu not be happy?

Yang Qingyu’s meridians were already throbbing slightly. He knew he couldn’t cultivate anymore today, so he immediately stood up. With a flick of his wrist, a flying sword appeared in his hand. The sword looked old, but it was very well-preserved. It was a family heirloom, passed down from his grandfather to his father, and finally to him.

It was a very good flying sword, at least better than most of the magical weapons used by outer sect disciples. It was the only valuable item in his family.

After taking out the flying sword, Yang Qingyu began to slowly swing it. He couldn’t yet control it to fly and injure people; he could only use it as an ordinary longsword. The sword technique he practiced was a signature swordplay of the Shangyang Sect, called the Yangchun Sanyue Sword.

The name was beautiful, but the power of this swordplay wasn’t very great. It was mainly a foundational swordplay, designed to help disciples practice sword control—a basic swordplay.

Yang Qingyu practiced diligently, and while practicing his swordsmanship, he discovered something different. Previously, whether practicing the Jade Yang True Scripture or the Yangchun Three Months Sword, his progress was slow, and he lacked comprehension, only able to practice step by step. But this time was different. This time, whether practicing the Jade Yang True Scripture or the Yangchun Three Months Sword, he made subtle adjustments to both techniques. These adjustments seemed almost instinctive; he felt that these adjustments would make his cultivation speed faster. And after making these adjustments, he indeed found that his cultivation speed was indeed faster, and he used the Yangchun Three Months Sword much more smoothly.

The Yangchun Three Months Sword didn’t require a large space, so he could practice in a quiet room. He practiced the Yangchun Three Months Sword ten times, then let out a long breath, stopped, and sheathed his sword. His face was filled with excitement; he had personally experienced the changes of the past two days, how could he not be happy?