Chapter 492 - 366
Chapter 492 of "Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming" opens revealing: These women didnât think they were wrong.They werenât Ding Ling; that woman had men helping... Keep going!
These women didnât think they were wrong.
They werenât Ding Ling; that woman had men helping her, allowing her to live comfortably without being someoneâs follower like them.
To have pride, one must also have the conditions for pride!
Being unremarkable within the Immortal Sect, they could only lower their dignity for lack of resources.
Ding Ling had always been the envy of other women in the sect for her pride, and it wasnât because she was more beautiful than all the other women.
Perhaps it was her strength and pride that attracted other men, especially Lai Jianlin, who took care of her.
Having been saved once again, Ding Lingâs entire heart now belonged to Lai Jianlin.
Among the three families, there were many outstanding men, and then there was Jiang Tang, an even more exceptional man.
Yet Ding Lingâs heart remained unchanged, aware of her own worth.
Having a man like him cherish and love her was already her greatest fortune.
What was his own status?
Dare he compete with women from the Top Ten Clans?
Compete with what?
For Lai Jianlin, an heir of a second-rate family, to take a fancy to her was already lucky, and moreover, she loved Lai Jianlin.
Lai Jianlin, Ding Ling, Mo Wen, and the other three women became a group; here, with fewer men and more women, they still had to make the same contributions.
No one spoke of resistance; they had received an immense surprise, and were too overwhelmed with gratitude to even speak!
Mo Wen always played the third wheel, a role he enjoyed immensely because each time he did so, he would receive blessings.
Having initially thought that finding a place to eat and live was already a blessing, saving some money would be even better.
He couldnât always let girls pay for everything!
In front of this junior sister, he had always seemed incompetent with no master to support him.
He thought by seeking refuge with Lai Jianlin, he would be taken care of in his residence, becoming a small underling, and thus without money, he could still have food and resources.
His luck was truly extraordinary; now, not only was he following Lai Jianlin, but he had also come here to contribute to the construction of the Saint Sect.
Wow, although he hadnât received any money, coming here meant he didnât have to worry about food or drink, with people specifically assigned to cook for him.
Most importantly, being here meant access to better cultivation resources.
The key point was that, unbelievably, even without a single copper on him, he received two Supreme Elixirs before making any contribution here.
This joy was indescribable, his inner passion so intense; just by consuming these two elixirs, his constitution would improve, and if as miraculous as the rumors suggested, he could possibly reach the Golden Core in one leap, gaining 100 years of life!
Mo Wen originally came from an ordinary family; it had been many years since he left home, and he had not led his family back.
Whether it was a cultivation problem or a poor Spiritual Root, he looked much older than his peers and did not share their level of cultivation.
It had not been easy for him to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, and at an age where others were marrying and starting families, with empty pockets, what woman would marry a man with nothing to his name?
Donât say that women in the Cultivation World are too practical; no woman would follow a man without benefits or cultivation resources.
He wasnât willing to return to a mortal family, to marry a mortal wife; he would rather stay single.
Perhaps there would be a chance to marry a woman with a Spiritual Root in the future, thereby enhancing the gene pool!
He was fairly lucky to encounter Lai Jianlin.
After competing together, only then did he realize it was his own intellect that wasnât up to par, his understanding of Cultivation Techniques and Spells wasnât sharp, and he was inept in using Spells, which resulted in his slow cultivation.
Mo Wen knew his lack of resources was also a problem; no matter how he undertook missions in the Immortal Sect, it couldnât compare to the resources in the pockets of those from the Top Ten Clansâ heirs.
Pills that could be bought with money, inexhaustible wealthâthey were all things he didnât possess.
Spending his earnings on these items meant struggling to afford food.
His pockets were continually empty for this reason, never mind providing for a partner; he couldnât even sustain himself, let alone think about getting married!
Mo Wen was also a man with physical needs.
Now at twenty-seven or twenty-eight, he was still single, having invested nothing in this regard, and not one to carelessly cast away his virginity; he remained as such.
This is also something that canât be helped, many people in the cultivation world are afraid of sending their children away, eliminating any possibility of progress.
Thatâs why there are so many unmarried men out there, they definitely havenât sent their children away.
Lai Jianlin, as someone always accompanied by women, might be a scion of one of the Top Ten Clans and there are many who are more handsome and wealthier than him, but it looks like heâs in the same boat, still preserving his virginity.
Mo Wen would love to swallow two Supreme Elixirs right away and instantly increase his cultivation level, but he canât bear to do it, such rare Supreme Elixirs excite him just by secretly watching them every day.
Seeing everyone else busy at work, with only two men and so many women here working on the task together, the physically demanding and skillful jobs naturally fell to them.
However, the women of the cultivation world are not that bad either; they are quite capable when they use spells and cultivation techniques for the work, their strength is no less than that of men.
Actually, thereâs not much technical work that Mo Wen is capable of; although he has completed significant tasks in the past, he still knows how to repair things.
As for construction, well, building stairways up mountains, constructing houses, and suchâthough heâs never seen a pig walk, heâs eaten pork before; after all, theyâre disciples from major sects and he has seen some of the buildings constructed by the Immortal Sect.
On this trip, someone is responsible for drawing blueprints, having drafted a plan for the construction on each peak; they just need to follow the blueprint.
Whenever Mo Wen encounters something he doesnât understand, he asks Lai Jianlin, who might not look like he understands much despite being an heir.
Once the blueprint is in his hands, thereâs no issue with the construction at all, and he even offers guidance on how to do the work.
Mo Wen then becomes like a wooden figure who is poked to move and walk; he leaves the brainwork to others, feeling light and at ease!
In their group consist of four women and two men working on the construction of the entire mountain peak.
Mo Wen hadnât noticed that the other three female disciples were sizing him up from time to time, as he was too absorbed in his hard work, not paying attention to the gazes of women.
He would certainly be vigilant when necessary, but not when it came to women, keeping a tight grip on the two Supreme Elixirs in his pocket.
Pay attention to these three women, who initially thought that Lai Jianlin, such an outstanding man, would be the type favored by everyone.
This time they had come out and seen many excellent men, including several outstanding ones among those Lai Jianlin had brought.
And there were those excellent men from other clans, but they werenât so easy to communicate with as they were all very focused on their work, people with a strong sense of career.
There was another man in their team aside from Lai Jianlin who was worth a look.
Even though this man appeared to be a good-for-nothing with limited abilities and a bit silly, such a person was easy to control.
The most important point was that they were all part of the same team and were here in the Saint Sect, meaning they had access to the same resources as everyone else.
They slowly discovered the manâs strengths: he wasnât talkative, quietly did his work, and was a reliable man.
They heard that this man came from an ordinary family, just like them, and wondered if it wouldnât be less pressurizing to marry a man of their own ordinary status instead of aiming for a scion from one of the Top Ten Clans.
The most important thing was that everyone who came here would grow stronger, which meant there was hope for the future.
The gazes of the three women turned towards Mo Wen, thinking he could be someone worth trying to get to know and develop a relationship with.
Mo Wen could never have imagined that any woman would take an interest in him, but here he was, encountering romance as soon as he arrived.
Would he be happy if he knew about it?
If someone didnât care that he was penniless and lacked capabilities, but was interested in him as a person, would he be pleased to accept their affection?
Perhaps Mo Wen would say, âIâm finally going to escape being single soon!â
Or maybe he would say, âThree women like me, whom should I marry?â
Then heâd wonder, surely these three women wouldnât expect me to support them!
They probably wouldnât expect me to support them; itâs about time I became a kept man, and surely the three of them could afford to keep me, huh, heh!
Constructing day by day, they quickly built a stone staircase up the mountain that initially had no stairway to the sky.