Ch7 Spirit Stone

“Wait 10 days…? Will I get another one then?” I murmur, sitting up in bed, now with a brand new bronze upgrade card floating in my storage space.

I pull it out into my hand, then get out of bed to sift through the chest on the other side of the room.

I pull out a spirit fragment and press the card against it, mentally allowing the system to activate.

This is what I’ve been thinking about doing all week, but I was too hesitant to waste an upgrade card without proof that I could get more.

Now, after the curiosity has been eating away at me for this long, I have to try.

A bright white flash of light fills the room.

It is far less intense compared to the mysterious lottery draw I claimed before, but it is still bright enough to close my eyes for a second.

When they open again, a bright white semi-translucent stone half the size of my thumb rests in my palm. It’s heavy and hot. The light wisps of energy flowing off it make me feel the same way that healing elixir did the first time I smelled it.

Without waiting any longer, I sit on the ground and try to cultivate with this enormous spirit fragment.

I feel warm white energy seeping into my hands as I hold it, but even after half an hour, I can’t get the energy to flow through my wrists and down my meridians.

“It’s blocked up… this is the curse of 9th grade roots…” I murmur, pulling the large crystal into my system space.

My head hurts, and my limbs all tingle with sharp pain, but I still walk out the door with a smile on my face.

I may not be able to cultivate yet, but my experiment was a success. Using an upgrade card on a spirit fragment has created something of greater value, and it can be used to set a new plan in motion.

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I chop wood with extra vigor today, filling the bin to its brim well before the sun sets.

Overworking can be just as bad as underworking. If I were to show off now and overfill this bin, it would set a higher standard for my future. Giving just enough to satisfy and not burn myself out is the perfect balance.

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When the sun comes down and the familiar outline of Zhou Kang comes into view, I bow and go through the usual motions with him.

Yet, after taking the wood pile away and giving me my daily fragment, I stop him from leaving while still in a polite bow.

“Senior Zhou, this humble servant has a request.”

He is already wearing a sick grin, as he’s mentally preparing to beat Tang Min. However, a sharp glint shows in his eyes when he turns back to me, looking for a reason to vent his anger on another servant if he can.

“I thought you were smart, but I guess I was wrong about you.”

A hard slap hits the side of my head, bringing me to the ground in a dazed state.