Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 9: State of Enlightenment

Yang Wei entering the state of enlightenment was beyond lucky. Some powerful cultivators could never enter one of them in their life at all.

Most enlightenment states are only for the fated and would definitely accomplish big things in the future.

Time is only the problem for Yang Wei to grow now and it wouldn’t be long before his name became well known.

Meng Yan tried to talk with him but seeing his extreme focus expression while sitting in a lotus position, she decided to leave him alone.

‘Yang Wei has probably entered some kind of state for him to be immobile. I’ll just hand over the sect rule book in his room instead.’

Meng Yan was trying to hand over the sect rule book to him now but seeing his state, she decided to leave it in his room.

She may be a bit spoiled but she still has some knowledge of the cultivation rules where one should never bother a cultivator while they’re in training.

To violate this rule could spell a life and death situation, depending on the circumstances and your relationship to the person.

Time slowly passed by while Yang Wei’s aura continued to increase. From his early 1st stage of Qi Condensation, his cultivation started to go past the middle, high, peak and broke through directly to the middle 2nd stage of Qi Condensation.

If any sect elder were to witness this phenomenon then Yang Wei would definitely be heavily supported by the sect.

After all, to successfully break through multiple small stages is not something anyone could do.

Even if his realm is small, who was to say he couldn’t do it when he reached Foundation Core, Core Formation, or possibly the Nascent Soul.

Anything is possible in the cultivation world otherwise, where would the saying of cultivator splitting mountain and pulverizing ocean come from?

Another one-hour passes and Yang Wei slowly opens his eyes. Looking at the empty Lecture Hall and he was the only one here confused him for a bit.

‘I was listening to Instructor Su Ling in cultivation and somehow I became so focused that I lost consciousness around my surroundings.’

Not overthinking further, Yang Wei gets up without realizing his cultivation stage has increased by 1.

Walking out of the Lecture Hall, Yang Wei stretches his arm until he notices a difference. His eyesight was able to see clearly in tree leaves where a tiny bug is there.

Rubbing his eye to make sure he’s not daydreaming, Yang Wei looked at the same position again, and sure enough. There was a bug laying down on a tiny leaf and for him to notice in such far distance was extraordinary.

‘My vision has suddenly improved so much.’ Pondering on the reason without any clue, he slowly walked back to his room and saw a sect rule book on the floor.

Picking it up, Yang Wei smelled a perfume that belongs to Meng Yan and knew it was from her. Flipping the book to look for information, he came to a stop with a contribution point labeled.

‘Contribution points are earned through completing missions posted in the Mission Hall or by helping the sect elder and instructor in their assignment. They could be used to exchange for resources or some treasures in the Treasure Hall.’

The contribution point could also be obtained through duels where two cultivators agree with a sect elder spectating the match.

A smile expression appears on Yang Wei’s face as he would definitely try out the sect arena soon to increase his combat experience.

Always training alone will not do much if you aren’t comfortable with your movement and combat force. Without knowing how to fight than having high cultivation is nothing since those used to fighting will have an edge.

Looking up at the sky where the sun starts setting down, Yang Wei sat in the bed in a lotus position as he reached out for his spirit stone.

‘Sigh, my wealth is lacking and I would probably need many more spirit stones for cultivation.’ Shaking his head for his poor self, Yang Wei drops the spirit stone next to him before absorbing the true qi.

Absorbing the true qi, Yang Wei felt his body heating up as the true qi embedded was a higher cultivator than him so absorbing a little more would explode himself.

Although the spirit stone still glows, the light went dimmer by a little bit which indicated the true qi is slowly leaving it.

Stopping his cultivation for the day, Yang Wei starts to take a nice bath before sleeping and thinks about his next move.

‘To earn a contribution point, dueling would be the fastest way but I don’t have the asset to risk my 1 spirit stone. It’s probably best that I head to the Mission hall tomorrow and pick something up.’

Having something in plan, Yang Wei starts changing to his nightwear before falling asleep. Nobody would dare to sneak into another disciple’s room because they are strictly forbidden.

If someone was cultivating in their room and was interrupted, they could go mad and have a possibility to turn into a depraved being.

This kind of situation would always result in the person who caused this being crippled for life and possibly death.

However, this only applies to nobodies without any good background because if the person who interrupts was from an influential family.

The sect would not be able to punish them without facing their retaliation unless the victim was someone with even more background than the culprit.

A ruthless yet realistic world and Yang Wei could only improve his strength slowly to the point where no one would dare cross him.

Yang Wei slowly went to bed as someone slowly inspected his room from afar without alerting anyone.

‘Hoh, interesting. Truly interesting to have this kind of youth in our sect. To think my casual walk resulted in finding this hidden gem. Hahaha, even heaven is on our side.’

A mysterious old man slowly stroke his beard before closing his spiritual sense on Yang Wei.

This old man was wearing some token on his waist which has the word Feather Wind Sect in it.

However, his presence and aura were completely hidden since no one in the sect was able to detect him.

Then he flew away with ease and it’s something only for a person in the Houtian realm to be capable of.

For a cultivator in the Houtian realm to be in a third-rate sect, there is indeed some mysterious stuff going on.

Yang Wei was about to fall asleep before he sensed some abnormal things happening.

‘Why did I feel like someone was spying on me?’ Yang Wei ponders before getting up to open the window.

*Creak*

Seeing the bright moon in the night surrounded by multiple stars, Yang Wei tried to increase his spiritual sight to see the surrounding.

“Strange, there’s no one nearby but I keep feeling that I was being spied on.” Mumbling in confusion, Yang Wei decided to ignore this unusual scene.

Too many strange things have happened today. First, it was the increase of his eyesight after entering some unconscious state.

Now, there is even someone possibly spying on him for no reason. Yang Wei tried to think hard about what’s special about him but came up with nothing.

Closing the window shut, Yang Wei decided to head back to bed since he couldn’t detect someone outside.

Yang Wei slowly closed his eyes and within 10 minutes, he was fast asleep.

A peaceful night slowly embarked on the sect while somewhere else, there were multiple storms brewing.

A storm that could possibly hit Yang Wei into a dangerous situation or a storm that could be avoided by him.

Some things are fated to happen even if one wanted to avoid them or the time was not right yet.

Yang Wei could only discover many secrets in this world when he finally had some power.

For now, Yang Wei can only sleep while dreaming about spending multiple contribution points for alchemy pills to increase his cultivation.

A silly smile with drool starts coming out of Yang Wei’s mouth as the night starts to pass by.