Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck Chapter 5

Chapter 5: My Own Perspective Was Too Narrow!

Name: Liang Sheng

Age: 25

Talent: Innocent Foolishness (Top Grade)

Techniques: Golden Dragon Technique (Fourth Layer), Longevity Skill (Tenth Layer)

Realm: Martial Artist Postnatal Fifth Layer (40%)

The previously highest level for the Longevity Skill was the ninth layer. However, Liang Sheng had now forcefully cultivated it to the tenth layer, thereby extending his lifespan by an additional twenty years!

So, this was the true meaning of “All Laws in the World Have No Bottleneck”!

It wasn't merely the absence of hindrances during cultivation, but also the capacity to transcend the limitations of techniques and continue cultivating!

Over these seven years of solitary cultivation, progressing from the Postnatal Third Layer to the Postnatal Fifth Layer, his lifespan had increased by a total of thirty years—a significant gain by any measure.

Even if he continued to cultivate slowly with these modest health cultivation methods, his lifespan would persistently increase, remaining a profitable endeavor.

Not to mention the advantage of employing a higher martial arts realm to cultivate the Golden Dragon Technique, yielding doubled results with half the effort.

The more Liang Sheng contemplated this, the more his excitement grew, his heart pounding. At that very moment, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, causing him to freeze entirely.

Then, to his own surprise, he raised his hand and slapped himself, the sound echoing loudly through the silent night.

Ultimately, his foresight had been too limited!

With so many health cultivation methods available, why should he confine himself to just the Longevity Skill? He was no ordinary individual!

Given that his cultivation speed was hampered by his Innocent Foolishness Talent, yet all laws in the world possessed no bottlenecks, why shouldn't he cultivate multiple health cultivation methods concurrently?

Furthermore, with his Tenth Layer Longevity Skill already elevating him to the Martial Artist's Postnatal Fifth Layer, wouldn't it be a simple matter to start cultivating other health cultivation methods from their beginnings?

The more he considered it, the more he felt this was the most logical approach to cultivation. If his lifespan could continuously grow, wouldn't immortality finally be within reach?

Certainly, this represented the most optimistic scenario. Numerous challenges would undoubtedly arise, but the path forward was clear; all that was required was to proceed one step at a time!

It was just unfortunate that the cultivation of the Golden Dragon Technique and Longevity Skill already consumed nearly an hour each night. Incorporating more health cultivation methods would likely leave him with less leisure time for visits to the brothels and enjoying music.

However, if his grand plan were to materialize, time itself would distill into mere figures before him, allowing him to indulge in singing and dancing every night without consequence!

Upon waking the following morning, Liang Sheng dispatched individuals to procure all available health cultivation methods within Jinzhou City, including techniques such as the Evergreen Art and Turtle Breath Technique. In total, he amassed nine widely circulated Health Cultivation Methods.

While this action drew considerable attention, it was largely dismissed by others, as these were, after all, merely trivial health cultivation techniques. Plainly put, could they be used to harm anyone?

In the eyes of martial arts cultivators, these were merely inferior methods employed by elderly individuals nearing the end of their lifespans to eke out a few more years.

Some even maliciously speculated that Liang Sheng had been indulging too frequently in visits to Yichun Building in recent years, leading to a substantial depletion of his vitality and compelling him to seek replenishment.

Liang Sheng remained indifferent to the spreading gossip, finding the current situation to be precisely as he desired.

In the ensuing days, Liang Sheng maintained his established routine, occasionally visiting Yichun Building, gradually leading others to cease paying attention to his earlier pursuits.

During daylight hours, he allocated time to oversee operations at Shengde Building, extending greetings to familiar patrons and even joining them for a drink.

Could any of the regular clientele of Shengde Building be considered ordinary?

Moreover, patronizing the tavern by day and the pleasure quarters by night, even if merely as drinking companions, would forge bonds of camaraderie that were anything but trivial over time.

After all, they were men…

Having concluded his interactions with the regular patrons at the tavern, Liang Sheng instructed that any surplus food be distributed to the beggars situated outside, departing amidst their profuse kowtows.

Liang Sheng gave little thought to this gesture; it was a minor effort on his part, and he occasionally offered leftovers from patrons' meals to the beggars.

After continuing this pattern for several more days, he finally achieved mastery over the initial layer of the nine newly acquired Health Cultivation Methods.

Furthermore, the accumulation of these cultivation techniques seemed to grant Liang Sheng a premonition of extended lifespan, fueling his determination and ambition even further.

However, during this period, his Second Uncle, Liang Qiang, would frequently summon Liang Sheng for drinks at the pleasure quarters, compelling him to curtail his cultivation practice to accompany his uncle.

In the context of martial arts families, the marital prospects or progeny of individuals like Liang Qiang or Liang Sheng, who were deemed "wasted reeds" in martial arts, held little significance.

Ultimately, only those who achieved martial arts mastery became the vital pillars of the family's lineage. The rest were merely expendable pawns, and Liang Qiang's failure to marry and sire children was, in fact, a welcome development for the other family branches.

After all, upon their demise, the resources under their control would be more readily divided, and even Liang Ping, his own father, never concerned himself with Liang Sheng's marital status.

Despite being Liang Sheng’s biological father, Liang Ping's primary identity was that of the patriarch of the Liang Family, a martial arts clan, and he had long since ceased to be solely a father to one individual.

This was the reality of being born into a martial arts family!

Yet, it could not be entirely said that father-son affection was absent; otherwise, Liang Ping would not have allocated such substantial resources to him in his formative years. It was simply that from his vantage point, martial prowess likely served as the ultimate metric for evaluating emotional bonds.

Liang Sheng harbored no resentment regarding this; on the contrary, he felt a sense of liberation—for without the burden of indebtedness, this might just be the most advantageous outcome.

Time flowed on in this manner, until one day, while conducting his customary inspection of the tavern, Liang Sheng noticed a familiar patron who offered a greeting. After a fleeting moment of recognition, he joined the guest.

This was Zhang Rongjun, the eldest son of the prosperous Zhang merchant family in Jinzhou City. A frequent visitor to Shengde Building, he was also someone Liang Sheng often encountered at Yichun Building.

At present, Zhang Rongjun appeared somewhat inebriated, his demeanor consequently more candid than usual. “Brother Liang, I fear my visits to Shengde Building will be infrequent for some time. I count myself fortunate to have forged a friendship with you over these past few years.”

Although Liang Sheng was regarded as a martial arts failure within the Liang Family, his status as a son of the Liang family outside their walls was undeniable, a standing that transcended that of merchant families.

Throughout the years, Liang Sheng had consistently maintained an approachable and humble demeanor, which was precisely why Zhang Rongjun felt compelled to confide in him. Upon hearing this, Liang Sheng immediately understood that some significant event must have transpired.

As anticipated, Zhang Rongjun continued, “My father has fallen gravely ill, and I fear his remaining days are few.

As the eldest son of the Zhang family, the responsibility of managing our family enterprises now falls upon my shoulders. Our family's primary dealings are in trade, and this impending venture is likely to span three to four years. I cannot say when I might have the opportunity to visit again.

Brother Liang, I shall raise this cup to you today in testament to our camaraderie. Upon my return, I shall certainly extend an invitation to you at Yichun Building for a night of celebration.”

Zhang Rongjun drained his cup in a single motion, and Liang Sheng, without any pretense, followed suit, “In that case, I shall dispense with formalities. I wish Brother Zhang a prosperous journey and abundant fortune!”

Before long, Zhang Rongjun succumbed to his intoxication and was assisted into a horse carriage by his retainers. Liang Sheng accompanied him to the entrance, observing the carriage's departure into the distance.

Zhang Rongjun’s father, a figure of considerable renown in Jinzhou City, had amassed a formidable fortune from humble beginnings. Yet, in the face of mortality, what true value did it hold?

Could he possibly evade the inexorable fate of returning to dust, dissolving into the ephemeral clouds? Even if Zhang Rongjun dedicated the remainder of his life to relentless toil, his ultimate destiny would remain unchanged.

At this juncture, Liang Sheng's resolve solidified more than ever; he was determined not to squander the opportunities presented to him and would dedicate himself to unraveling the mysteries of longevity.