Cultivating Immortality: What kind of cheat can you use if you don't have money?

Chapter 110 A Crazy Thought

Li Qingyi hadn't expected that he would die without even leaving ashes.

In fact, he never understood what use his own ashes could have. Could they be used for alchemy or weapon forging?

"Could it be some kind of twisted sense of humor from the system?" Li Qingyi muttered to herself. "Never mind, I'll stop thinking about that for now."

His gaze began to shift between Reward One and Reward Four.

The first and third points represent a simple and unpretentious improvement in strength.

Looking inward, the magical power of the eighth level of Qi Refining flows like a babbling brook. If one could take another step into the ninth level, one's foundation would be even stronger.

But right now... Li Qingyi shook her head slightly.

Unless one can ascend to the Purple Mansion on the spot, the cultivation level of the Qi Refining stage is of very limited use in the deep waters of the Zhao family.

As long as he doesn't face a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he can claim to be invincible with his various methods.

"Foundation Building..." Li Qingyi frowned slightly.

He suddenly remembered what Zhou Chuan had once told him:

"Qingyi, Foundation Building is different from Qi Refining. It requires drawing in special 'Qi of Heaven and Earth' to build the foundation for the Great Dao."

Without that "qi," no matter how profound and perfect your qi cultivation becomes, it will be like an insurmountable chasm, making it difficult to even glimpse the path.

Thinking about this, Li Qingyi couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Could a simulator directly ignore the rules of heaven and earth and forcibly force me to reach the Foundation Establishment stage?" he pondered to himself, then immediately dismissed the idea.

All rewards given by the simulator are traceable.

If the "Qi of Heaven and Earth" is not obtained in the simulation, it can only be infused up to the "half-step Foundation Establishment" stage and then nothing more.

With this in mind, the priority of reward one and reward three dropped significantly.

"Without reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, one is destined to remain an ant."

Li Qingyi thought for a moment:

"Now that I'm at the eighth level of Qi Refining, combined with the strange power of the Resentment Crystal, I should be able to put up a fight against an ordinary half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"What's more..." He touched the smooth skin on his face, "and there's also the hidden treasure, the fake human skin."

After weighing the options, he focused his attention on "the aura of a king" and "the true transmission of the Dao".

"The aura of a king..." Li Qingyi imagined the scene of his own body trembling and his opponent bowing down in submission, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"If I encounter someone with a lower cultivation level than me, killing them with a single palm strike or subduing them doesn't seem to make much difference. As for parading around with this aura?"

He shook his head; the scene was too beautiful, and it was completely out of step with his cautious style of doing things.

Li Qingyi, the "True Transmission of the Dao," stared intently at the line of description:

"It can perfectly portray different characters you are familiar with, so lifelike that it is difficult to tell the difference between the real and the fake."

An extremely bold, even somewhat crazy, idea flashed through my mind in an instant.

"Playing...Ling'er?" He was startled by his own thought, and his heart skipped a beat.

But once thoughts begin, they are hard to take back.

If I could substitute myself for Ling'er and enter the center of the Zhao family's vortex, would I be able to directly uncover all the secrets?

Li Qingyi was startled by this crazy idea.

But then I thought, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let the simulated version of myself gather intelligence.

However, the risk is extremely high.

"How can the Purple Mansion True Man ensure that his divine sense is not seen through, given his keen insight?"

Perhaps... we could try seeking help from Ling'er's master, Master Minghao?

This idea dramatically increased the value of "the true transmission of the Way".

It could very well be the key to unlocking a dead end, and it works perfectly with the fake human skin.

As for the warning in the prompt, "Do not get lost," Li Qingyi lightly touched her brow.

With the Heart Sword guarding the Spirit Platform, there should be no danger.

Once this thought came to mind, the answer became clear.

"Reward Four"

Li Qingyi had just made her choice and hadn't yet had time to think about in what form the knowledge would arrive.

Suddenly, a sharp, throbbing pain shot through the depths of his consciousness.

Countless obscure and difficult-to-understand pieces of information flooded his mind, attempting to shatter his consciousness.

Li Qingyi grunted, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot, with her palms facing upwards.

He focused his mind and absorbed the surging in of knowledge.

It wasn't just simple words or images, but a wonderful realization.

It is a mysterious knowledge about how to imitate and transform expressions, tone of voice, posture, habits, and even ways of thinking, interspersed with countless blurry human figures.

He seemed to have lived a thousand different lives, sometimes as a street vendor hawking his wares, sometimes as a ruthless and cold-blooded killer, and sometimes as a beautiful woman in her secluded chamber, filled with sorrow...

The darkness outside the window gradually faded, and the east began to lighten with the first light of dawn.

Then, as the sun rose higher and the light and shadow shifted, it gradually slanted westward, dusk descended, and stars quietly adorned the sky.

For three whole days, he remained motionless, like a clay or wooden sculpture.

When Li Qingyi opened her eyes again, the light in her eyes was restrained, as if it had contained all the colors of life, and returned to a state of calm.

Li Qingyi gained a completely new understanding of playing other people.

It's no longer a clumsy imitation, but becoming him from the inside out.

As thoughts took hold, in the blink of an eye, the face reflected in the mirror was no longer Li Qingyi's handsome features, but Yue Chi's somewhat round face.

"Hehe... If the landlord knew I was secretly in his room, wouldn't he be shocked?" Li Qingyi spoke in Yue Chi's tone, then suddenly took a deep breath and exclaimed:

"The original poster is perfect!"

He began to survey the room like a real Yue Chi, his brow furrowed, his mind racing:

"Where did I see the accounts last time? No, I need to find a more efficient way to manage the miscellaneous affairs of Huanzhulou. The master is extremely busy; these trivial matters must not be allowed to bother him..."

As he pondered, a resolute expression appeared on Yue Chi's face, and he muttered to himself:

"I need to go and give my subordinates another talking-to; the rules can't be relaxed!"

Suddenly, as if only then realizing that something was wrong, his expression changed, and he whispered:

"Wait a minute! How did I end up in the host's room? That's incredibly disrespectful!"

After saying that, he turned around hurriedly.

Just before he stepped out the door, his movements suddenly froze.

Li Qingyi's consciousness suddenly awoke:

"Am I not Huanzhu Louzhu?!"

The clear, melodious sound of a sword echoed in her mind, instantly dispelling all her confused perceptions. Li Qingyi immediately dropped her disguise.

When Li Qingyi came to his senses, his heart was still pounding. He gripped the edge of the table and covered his forehead.

"Thank goodness... This practically turned me into Yue Chi temporarily."

He felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled the state he had just been in, thinking entirely in Yue Chi's way of thinking and even experiencing the corresponding emotions.

If the Heart Sword hadn't protected the true self of the Spirit Platform at the critical moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"I was too careless. If I had kept my mind focused, perhaps I wouldn't have fallen so quickly and so deeply."

He reflected on it, and at the same time, the other party's lewd yet fanatical appearance when he was playing Yue Chi just now, especially the line "The host is perfect!", came to mind clearly.

Li Qingyi's lips twitched violently a few times, and an indescribable chill ran through her.

"How could you be so lewd towards me!"

He decided he couldn't bear it any longer.

He pushed open the door and walked towards the room where Yuechi was handling business.

The night was deep, and the corridor was silent, with only the echo of his own footsteps.

Pushing open the door, one sees Yue Chi, by candlelight, hunched over his desk, writing furiously, his brow furrowed, intently checking a stack of account books, occasionally picking up his pen to make annotations.

Diligent and conscientious.

Seeing his appearance, Li Qingyi couldn't help but twitch her eye again.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. How could this guy be so sleazy in private?"

Upon seeing Li Qingyi arrive, Yue Chi quickly stood up and respectfully said:

"OP."

"It's recovered?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. After three days of recuperation, I am now fully recovered."

Li Qingyi nodded, about to give instructions, when suddenly she was startled.

Three days?

Three days have passed without me even realizing it!

"Then... based on the trajectory of the last simulation, the enemy intending to attack the courtyard in the south of the city is likely already in position."

Li Qingyi glanced at the night outside the window and estimated the time.

The hour of Yin (3-5 AM) has passed, and the hour of Mao (5-7 AM) is approaching.

This is precisely the timeframe during the last simulation when we were about to be attacked.

Time is running out.

Without further delay, he strode outside.

As he reached the door, he paused slightly, turned to Yue Chi, and instructed him:

"Take a look at the Luo family when you have time. If they have any difficulties, help them as needed, but you don't need to report back every time."

"Understood, Your Highness, please rest assured," Yue Chi bowed and replied.

Li Qingyi said no more, and with a flash, she disappeared into the darkness outside the building.

He did not ride the wind, but instead concealed his aura to the extreme, and swiftly moved through the dark and unclear streets and alleys of Xuan Ce City.

Fragments of time spent with Ling'er flashed through Li Qingyi's mind.

There are scenes of her being blackmailed by herself and arguing with her.

There's also the scene where she uses her trump card to summon True Man Minghao to save her in the evil cultivator's cave.

And because of her serious injury some time ago, she sought out many medicinal herbs to heal herself...

Li Qingyi didn't have many friends after she transmigrated, but now that she thinks about it, Ling'er is one of them.

Having owed so many favors, Li Qingyi had to repay them.

With many things on his mind, a fleeting look of bewilderment crossed his face before he returned to calm.

The night breeze carried a chill, and Li Qingyi's mind was connected with the green puppet in the small courtyard in the south of the city.

He used his divine sense to investigate his surroundings and found Ling'er sitting cross-legged on the couch, cultivating in peace. There was nothing unusual about the courtyard.

Li Qingyi breathed a slight sigh of relief, but dared not relax her mind in the slightest.

He knew this road leading to the south of the city well, bypassing the closed taverns and avoiding the occasional patrolling watchmen, his figure rising and falling between the walls and rooftops.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the familiar little courtyard came into view.

Instead of using the main gate, he deftly and silently scaled the low wall over the backyard and landed inside.

He entered the room silently, retrieved the Green Puppet into his sea of ​​consciousness, and sat down in the Green Puppet's original spot.

Sitting down in this room, Li Qingyi suddenly felt as if she had been transported to another world.

"It's only been a little over a month, but why does it feel like a much longer time? Is it because the simulation is taking too long?"

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Li Qingyi's divine sense spread out completely from the small courtyard, covering an area of ​​thirty feet around it.

Insects wriggled in the soil, birds occasionally chirped softly under the eaves of neighboring houses, and in the distance, the faint sounds of stray cats chasing each other echoed in the alleyways…

Everything that moves or seems to happen is within its perception.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar figure entered the edge of Li Qingyi's consciousness.

The newcomer was quite powerful, having reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Although he tried his best to conceal his movements, the spiritual pressure belonging to a high-level Qi Refining cultivator was like a flickering flame in the dark under Li Qingyi's divine sense.

"Ninth level of Qi Refining? Looks like it's you."

Li Qingyi suddenly opened her closed eyes, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, her heart surging with killing intent.

Outside the courtyard, Tian Sha, who had just arrived in Xuan Ce City, was holding his breath and quietly approaching Li Qingyi's residence, as indicated in the intelligence report.

His plan was simple.

With a swift and decisive strike, he tested Li Qingyi's strength and weakness. Regardless of the outcome, he immediately fled and then lay in wait in the shadows, ready to strike again at a later opportunity.

If Li Qingyi cannot withstand this attack, the mission will be accomplished, and everyone will be happy.

If we succeed, then we'll start with Huanzhu Louzhu.

But what Tian Sha didn't know was that his every move was already under Li Qingyi's control.

Just as Tian Sha crept up to the vicinity of the courtyard, his fingers twitched slightly, preparing to cast a spell.

Clang—!

He only heard the sound of a sword.

The sword light shot into the sky, illuminating the night as bright as day.

"How is that possible!"