Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 4: My Phone Traveled Through Time
Previously on Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone...
Purple Sun Mountain is home mainly to cultivators and their kin.
Servants or attendants aren't necessary at all.
Every year, the clan hands out Clothes Cleaning Talismans, Dust Avoidance Talismans, and Fire Talismans. Dirt on your robes? Simply activate a talisman, and you'll emerge spotless, surpassing the cleanliness of ten baths. The grand clan dining hall offers feasts infused with top-tier spirit medicines, far superior to imperial palace spreads.
Mortals, devoid of spiritual qi, can't tend spirit fields; that task falls solely to cultivators who possess spirit roots.
Cultivators drive the clan's productivity; even at merely the first layer of Qi Refining, Lu Xuanji manages to tend a thousand acres of spirit fields within just ten days.
He tends them with utmost care, guarding against pests and illnesses.
While farming, he advances his own cultivation.
Though spirit fields could grow further, expansion isn't pursued, lest it hinder his cultivation progress.
Daily, he devotes two hours to cultivation, but exceeding that brings pain to his meridians, compelling him to halt before damage occurs.
Once paused, he drills a few spell techniques.
First comes the Small Spirit Rain Skill, ideal for agricultural use.
Second is the Fireball Technique, focused on offense.
Third, the Fire Shield Skill provides defensive protection.
Fourth, the Wind Escape Technique aids in swift retreats.
Other spells can wait; his low cultivation can't sustain mighty magical strikes yet.
After three months, the spirit fields brim with mature grains as White Sun Rice reaches harvest time.
Lu Xuanji wields a sickle to reap the rice, then stows it away in the granary.
Only cultivators may work spirit fields; mortals are barred.
...
Five years slip by in the wink of an eye.
Within his cave mansion, Lu Xuanji's eyes snap open, a sharp glint bursting forth.
He has broken through to the second layer of Qi Refining.
Sensing the shift, his mother inquires curiously, "Son, have you advanced to the second layer of Qi Refining?"
"Yes." Lu Xuanji answers, "Five years for just one layer—it's painfully slow."
"Slow? That's not slow in the least."
Ye Xinlan chuckles warmly, saying, "This pace means you'll hit the ninth layer of Qi Refining by fifty, without relying on spirit pills. Add some medicinal aids, and you'll speed up, reaching the ninth layer in your early forties... That's on par with certain weaker dual spirit root talents."
Ye Xinlan beams with pride over her son's progress, though a subtle trace of regret lingers.
Joining the Dan Yang Sect would accelerate it further—perhaps ninth layer by his twenties.
The Dan Yang Sect boasts a Fourth Grade Spirit Vein; training there, even as a lowly servant disciple, yields rapid gains. The Lu Family's Third Grade Spirit Vein seems close in rank, yet the gap is vast.
"Still, it's far too sluggish."
Lu Xuanji furrows his brow.
"My son, don't set your sights impossibly high." His mother soothes him.
Soon after, Lu Xuanji returns to his farming duties.
Five years of toil behind him, he must persist for another two decades-plus until late Qi Refining stage, then shift to other clan roles.
His parents, fellow Foundation Establishment experts, and even Purple Mansion ancestors of the clan all endured decades farming.
No exceptions exist.
For novice cultivators, growing spirit rice proves the most efficient path.
Tasks like escorting caravans or standing guard carry risks too great for their meager power.
Another day fades; reclining on his bed, Lu Xuanji feels a wave of tedium.
"Cultivation feels so dull..."
"Imagine having a smartphone—that would be amazing."
The thought of his smartphone stirs a restless longing in Lu Xuanji.
[The phone’s battery is fully charged and ready for use.]
Suddenly, Lu Xuanji detects a presence.
Instantly, a Xiaomi phone materializes in his grasp.
The very Xiaomi he'd purchased for fifteen hundred in his past life, cherished for three years.
"My novels and beloved apps, I'm back!"
He presses the power button; the screen flares to life, booting up smoothly.
Scrolling through, he finds many apps erased: novels vanished, QQ gone, apps missing, weather app absent, banking app deleted, calendar nowhere.
[A phone malfunction has occurred, rebooting the phone.]
Such a message flashes across the screen.
Then darkness claims the display.
Lu Xuanji waits patiently.
Woo woo woo.
The smartphone experiences subtle shifts, drawing in spiritual qi from the surroundings and experiencing a shocking metamorphosis.
While it pulls in the spiritual qi, the reserves in the spiritual cavity get completely depleted.
Yet it remains insufficient, so Lu Xuanji pulls out ten spirit stones and sets them nearby.
Crack.
Crack.
Amidst resounding cracks, the spirit stones shatter into fine powder.
Lu Xuanji watches with a pained expression.
His yearly earnings amount to roughly ten spirit stones; five years' worth totals merely fifty.
After devouring ten, the phone halts its absorption of spiritual qi.
Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrates intensely, accompanied by a notification sound.
The display glows brightly as the system reboots.
Five minutes pass, and as Lu Xuanji's impatience builds from the wait, the phone at last finishes restarting and displays the home screen.
However, a closer look reveals something amiss.
A fully bloomed lotus adorns the screen, alongside a battery indicator in the top right, with no trace of QQ, WeChat, novels, or any standard apps.
Is this really my phone?
Lu Xuanji stands dumbfounded.
The battery begins charging rapidly, yet Lu Xuanji senses his own spiritual power draining away, confirming the phone now relies on spiritual qi rather than electricity.
The battery level sits at a mere five percent; full charge will demand at least three hours.
Charging speed feels rather sluggish.
Boredom sets in for Lu Xuanji, who keeps waiting patiently.
Three hours later, the phone reaches full charge.
Lu Xuanji inspects his Xiaomi smartphone, now altered by the cultivation world's heavenly laws into a bizarre magical treasure.
Still, its quality remains quite low, just a first-grade spiritual artifact.
[Global connection, yes or no?]
"Connect? What kind of network could even exist in the cultivation world?"
Lu Xuanji feels baffled,
yet he taps [yes] regardless.
In that instant, Lu Xuanji perceives the phone shifting strangely, as if linking to some immense entity within the void.
Buzz buzz.
Right then, the Lu Family’s ancestor snaps open his eyes.
"Who dares? Which Nascent Soul True Monarch has arrived?"
The Lu Family’s ancestor gazes skyward, a hint of fear in his demeanor.
Moments ago, he detected the heavenly laws surging violently.
An unfathomably powerful force seemed to manipulate the laws of heaven and earth—a feat only possible for a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
But soon after, the laws calmed down, everything reverting to tranquility.
"Was that just a Nascent Soul True Monarch passing through?"
The Lu Family’s ancestor quiets down, returning to his cultivation as though nothing happened.
…
[Connection successful. Congratulations on unlocking a wonderful life]
Suddenly, text materializes on the phone's screen.
Shortly, the interface updates, showing two icons.
One is [File Management]
The other is [Destiny Calculation].
"Just two functions? Total garbage?"
Lu Xuanji mocks while tapping to explore the phone.
[File Management allows downloading images, software, and gathering massive information collections.]
[Destiny Calculation uses gathered data for precise computations.]
Lu Xuanji queries, "Calculate how many years I can live?"
[Host, in the Qi Refining Stage, your lifespan reaches one hundred ten years and nine months.]
Lu Xuanji furrows his brow.
This response isn't flawless, yet it's decent enough.
Reaching one hundred twenty years in Qi Refining is only theoretical perfection. Most Qi Refining cultivators die around a hundred, falling short of their potential.
Battle wounds shorten lifespan even further.
"In how many years will I hit the ninth layer of Qi Refining?"
Lu Xuanji questions once more.
[Host achieves ninth layer Qi Refining at age fifty-three.]
[With elixirs aiding cultivation, it drops to forty-two.]
"What's the chance of me achieving Foundation Establishment?"
Lu Xuanji inquires.
[Query exceeds Destiny Calculation authority; cannot respond.]
"Can it perfect my cultivation technique?"
Lu Xuanji probes.
[Limited to Qi Refining perfection, requires extensive Qi Refining technique data and significant time investment.]
Lu Xuanji keeps questioning.
He tests out the phone's two features thoroughly.
File Management holds books, supporting up to a hundred thousand tomes.
Destiny Calculation handles computations on events and techniques, but demands vast data reserves, applies solely to Qi Refining, and takes time.
"Intriguing."
Lu Xuanji rubs his chin thoughtfully, pondering deeply.
A smartphone essentially functions as a compact computer with immense processing capability.
Upon transmigration, it evolved into a magical treasure, yet its fundamental processing power endures.
Every feature stems from this tremendous computational might.