Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

Meanwhile.

Ning Xunqiu was summoning the people of Cyan Mountain.

He glanced around.

Currently, Cyan Mountain was truly brimming with talent.

There was the gatekeeping General Zhao Ping, the ever-elusive Zhang Han who only appeared at mealtimes, Ah Qing specializing in Cyan Mountain’s breeding, and the Ginseng Doll Yiya from Shennong Valley, juggling multiple roles in planting, breeding, and watering...

There was also the junior sister Gao Fei Xue, who was wholeheartedly practicing swordsmanship.

And himself, the Sect Leader, obsessed with "alchemy" and indifferent to worldly affairs, completing the lineup.

In recent years, he had even achieved a white achievement in alchemy.

[White Achievement "Alchemy Master": Failing consecutively in alchemy a hundred times, this achievement surpasses 0.01% of those in the Qingxu Realm, resulting in a Wasted Pill *1 (claimed)]

"0.01%, not bad. There are many spendthrifts like me in the Qingxu Realm,"

Ning Xunqiu sighed. He truly had no talent in alchemy. A "Strength Pill" took him a year, while a "Dust-removing Pill" took two years, and all the wasted pills ended up being fed to Ah Qing’s animals.

But this alchemy was like "fishing" from his previous life, although monotonous, once immersed, it provided a peculiar sense of joy.

The sense of achievement in making incremental progress and finally crafting a "Strength Pill" was indeed overwhelming.

If he had the "Lifebound Character: Martial Saint" panel for martial arts, which guarantees "Hundred Refinements Must Succeed," it would be even better.

Definitely, he’d be grinding like crazy!

"Ahem." Ning Xunqiu snapped back to reality and coughed, addressing the group, "Everyone..."

"As long as Cyan Mountain endures, we’re not afraid of running out of firewood!"

"Yiya Yiya~"

Before he could finish, everyone responded in unison.

"Uh..." Ning Xunqiu glanced around and nodded with satisfaction, "Exactly right!"

Over these three years, his advocacy of "As long as Cyan Mountain endures, we’re not afraid of running out of firewood" had not been in vain.

Now, he could finally be at ease.

That night.

At the small courtyard of Purple Mist Peak.

Ning Xunqiu and junior sister Gao Fei Xue lay on the bed...

Soon after, a soft moan accompanied the gentle blooming of a red plum blossom.

At this moment, Ning Xunqiu heard a notification sound by his ear.

[Congratulations, you have completed the white achievement "First Blood": Your first time in life, this achievement surpasses 62% of those in the Qingxu Realm, rewarding you with the One Hundred and Eight Styles of Inverted Phoenix (available to claim)]

Ning Xunqiu claimed it, and vividly detailed "fighting diagrams" of men and women surfaced in his mind.

After half an hour, he tired out his junior sister until she fell asleep.

The next day.

Ning Xunqiu quietly got out of the warm bed, and outside the house, he opened the Celestial Derivation Volume, the text remained unchanged, still stuck at three years ago.

...

[My name is Ning Xunqiu. I have a world-shattering secret: I’m a transmigrator. During the transmigration, my Divine Spirit accidentally duplicated, sharing memories and talents.]

[One of me transmigrated to the Qingxu Realm, while the other ended up in an unknown world.]

...

[Would you like to permanently use five points of Fortune to rewrite this part of your life?]

"Brush achievements, brush Fortune, brush achievements, brush Fortune..."

Ning Xunqiu kept reminding himself.

As long as he didn’t encounter a ceiling right at the start and get trapped somewhere, his situation wouldn’t be so awkward.

He didn’t have another five points of Fortune to start a third life.

He hoped to seek immortality with his junior sister and achieve both perfection together.

Two urgent matters need solving.

Firstly, his "Cultivation Method" as someone without Immortal destiny.

Secondly, leaving the Land of Absolute Spirit of the Seven Kingdoms to continue grinding life achievements in the Qi Cultivation World, he would eventually find the Cultivation Method for mortals. Then, the sky would be the limit, and the ocean vast for fish to leap through.

"Junior sister cultivated for a hundred years above the Dragon Vein to achieve Qi Cultivation, and I’m about to grow old."

"The priority is to leave here as soon as possible..."

"The exit of this world lies outside the Demon Realm, where the Profound Flood Dragon’s Remnant Spirit resides, its power not to be underestimated. In reality, I need to be fully prepared."

[Fortune: Six ~ Eight.]

Ning Xunqiu glanced at Fortune.

"Rewrite."

The thought had just passed.

[Fortune: One~Three.]

The original text in the Celestial Derivation Volume remained unchanged, and at the end, a line of ellipsis began to appear.

It seemed like a bug had appeared and halted it.

Ning Xunqiu patiently waited, and after half an hour, the text slowly began to emerge.

[Another version of me traversed to an unknown world...]

[Its name is Returning Void Heaven.]

[I awoke in a piece of chaos, opened my eyes, my sight blurry, feeling as if I were floating in water, surrounded by a narrow space encased in a blood-red color. I realized this and choked on a few mouthfuls of water but did not feel the discomfort of suffocation. To my surprise, I found that I did not need to breathe.]

[Had I become some kind of monster?]

["Brother Dash, the child is kicking me, so lively, must be a boy." A gentle voice came from outside.]

["Hahaha, the bloodline of White Bear Territory has successors!" Another hearty and rough voice replied.]

[I heard voices from the outside world, tried to move my limbs, feeling sound, my navel connected... It was the placenta. Was this amniotic fluid? I had awakened wisdom during the fetal stage.]

[This sensation was truly wondrous.]

[I began practicing the Purple Sky Innate Skill. Concentrated Purple Qi circulated within me, and since I was in the "Innate" state, my body was pure and immaculate, devoid of any waste Qi, all Purple Qi used to nurture this new body.]

[Soon, I felt an itch between my brows as if something was growing. Weeks later, a slight bulge appeared on my brow; when I closed my eyes, I could see the outside world through what seemed like a Sword Demon Heart Eye.]

[Thus, I remained as a fetus for another three months.]

[Mother’s appetite increased due to "Purple Qi’s nourishment," her previously frail body gradually recovered. For a twelve-month unborn fetus, Father Zhou Dashu found it strange and asked the territory’s sole physician, Elder Mo, to examine everything, which proved normal without any anomalies.]

[Not long after, I was born, not crying or fussing, emanating Purple Qi all over. I opened my pale golden pupils to scan the surroundings—a small courtyard, ten or more men in leather armor joyfully crowded forward.]

[Only Elder Mo, responsible for delivery, noticed the trace of golden hue in my pupils.]

[Father Zhou Dashu lifted me, personally named me "Zhou Da Shan." A farmer son, illiterate, he only knew of a majestic mountain in Zhao Country, towering and greater than any stone.]

[I initially judged this as a normal ancient world. To brush Fortune, one could only unify the lands and try being an emperor.]

[I could walk when I landed, speak within a month, read three scrolls of family documents by one year, and learned about the world from uncles.]

[Rash judgment, this was indeed an exceedingly bizarre world.]

[Separate from the mountains and Spirit Veins, the world was eternally shrouded in a vast fog.]

[Three steps away, humans and animals were indistinguishable, yet the fog had no effect on the fierce beasts in the forests.]

[This fog resembled a sea, with Spirit Veins as islands; within the deep sea lurked unknown terrors.]

[In this expanse, only during an hour of sunrise and an hour at noon did the dense fog thin into a "light fog state," visibility reaching one hundred meters. During this time, people dared leave the Spirit Vein areas for brief activities.]

[Father Zhou Dashu joined the army, learned Martial Arts Skill, achieved merit and was bestowed a "Spirit Seed" becoming an Entry-level Martial Artist. He joined the Black Cloud City Lord’s personal guard, fought against the alien race for ten years, eventually retiring due to injury, and was appointed as the White Bear Territory Lord governing five miles of land, with approximately five hundred people, although the land was barren, mostly mountainous, with low agricultural yield.]

[The territory mainly relied on livestock like chickens and goats, along with Zhou Dashu’s hunts in the "Fog Sea" for survival.]

[Several uncles honed their bodies, while I observed. The Martial Dao here seemed weaker than the Seven Kingdoms, with strength only slightly above common men, yet the tactical formations were adept, considered elite soldiers among the Seven Kingdoms.]

[At two years old, mother bore another son, named "Zhou Xiao Shan."]

[Zhou Dashu celebrated joyfully, slaughtering sheep and hosting a banquet. After the feast, father said, "This mountain shall protect this home, that is a true man standing tall," and not long after, began urging me to start Foundation Establishment.]

[My eyes were naturally extraordinary, able to penetrate the dense fog; the world in my eyes was always in the "light fog state." Born into the Inner Qi Realm, my body continued to be nurtured by "Purple Qi," I wished to see the limits of this body.]

[At eight years old, my brother Zhou Xiao Shan accidentally fell into a creek while playing, suffering a high fever throughout the night.]

[Mother was deeply worried, crying her eyes out. A cold in White Bear Territory was a life-threatening hurdle, not a mere illness.]

[Thanks to the intervention of Elder Mo, the territory physician, Zhou Xiao Shan’s fever subsided, surviving the most perilous night. However, due to scarce medicine in the territory, he was left with a lingering ailment, persistently coughing, bedridden, becoming frail and sickly.]

[Father saw Zhou Xiao Shan’s condition, fearing he might pass away, believing "Xiao Shan does not possess the grandeur of Da Shan, easily collapsible," and hoped Elder Mo would help change his name and destiny.]

[After the incident, I spent half an hour daily, secretly preserving brother Zhou Xiao Shan’s life with "Purple Sky Qi," difficult to deal with the lingering ailment; when he grows slightly older, I must teach him the Purple Sky Innate Skill to save himself.]

[Hearing this, I couldn’t help but suggest.]

[As the winds from all directions blow, the Cyan Mountain remains unmoved, so why not call him——Zhou Qingshan!]

[One day.]

[Brother Zhou Qingshan finished drinking bitter medicine, looking at his elder brother and Elder Mo’s daughter caring for him. Perhaps feeling the room’s solemn atmosphere, he had a sudden idea.]

["Brother, Yanzi, feeling bored? Let me tell you a story about a monkey."]

["East Pole Continent, within the border of the Eastern Sea’s Proud Nation, lies a Huaguo Mountain, with a mystical stone atop. From this stone, an egg bore and hatched into a stone monkey, bowing to the four corners, eyes emitting golden light..."]

[Zhou Qingshan leaned against the bed, animatedly narrating, shaking his head, vividly performing the monkey’s spirit, amusing even the silent daughter of Elder Mo with smiles.]

[My pupils quaked; was this not Journey to the West???!]

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