TGDS Chapter 75.1

The Good Dad System (Arc 10) Chapter 75.1: The Villain’s Dad in the Cultivation Novels (13)

The moon set and the sun rose, and the night passed quietly. In the morning, birds chirped and insects whirred, bringing life to the surroundings. The outer gate bell rang.

Last night, Li Dahai had slept exceptionally soundly. If it weren’t for the long chime, he might have slept a little longer. He groggily opened his eyes and was startled to find that Xiang Wentian, in the bed next to him, had disappeared. His slight drowsiness was instantly shaken away. It wasn’t that Junior Brother Xiang necessarily woke later than him, but the quilt was unmade, loosely spread across it. Leaning over, he felt it was already cold. Something seemed off.

“Junior Brother Xiang, Junior Brother Xiang!” Li Dahai shouted at the top of his lungs. Senior brothers like him were rewarded with contribution points for taking good care of their junior brothers. Although the Lanyue Sect’s back mountain had long been organized and tidied by the Sect Master, no one could be sure if there were any areas that could pose a danger to the outer disciples. What if something happened to Junior Brother Xiang? Besides, he and Junior Brother Xiang had developed a certain brotherly bond after spending so much time together. He only regretted being too sleepy last night.

“Senior Brother Li, I’m here.”

As he called out, a voice echoed from outside the door. Li Dahai felt a huge sense of relief. He didn’t even bother to fold his bedding, rushing straight out. He froze in his tracks. “Junior Brother Xiang, what are you doing…”

Across from him, Xiang Wentian looked utterly disheveled. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ripped, and his exposed skin was covered in bloodstains. He was covered in dust and a lot of sand and dirt.

Xiang Wentian jumped off the cliff yesterday, thinking that he had escaped death by chance. As he fell all the way, he encountered many protruding rocks and various strange plants growing out of the rocks. When he was bumped to the bottom, he actually fainted. When he woke up, quite a while had passed out. He didn’t bring any tools with him and was searching with his bare hands. He thought he had been tricked by a parrot, but unexpectedly, the sunrise shone in, revealing only a ray of light through the shadows of the plants and trees, shining on the picture. He felt something in his heart, and worked hard to dig up the ground below. Sure enough, he dug out a box with a slight fragrance of strange wood. The box was not locked. When he opened it, there was an ancient booklet inside with four powerful and vigorous characters “Five Elements Dafa” written on it.

He couldn’t describe the excitement and excitement in his heart at that moment. He flipped through the pages, and came upon a sweeping line of words on the title page: “When I was young, I tested positive for the Five Spiritual Roots. My parents and friends all sighed, but I refused to accept. Cultivation is inherently a way to defy fate. Even if there’s opportunity, what’s the difference between high and low?… So I developed the Five Elements Great Law, passing it down to future generations. Purify your spiritual roots and achieve the gate to heaven!”

The owner of this Five Elements Great Law briefly recounted his life story. Born within a sect, his Five Spiritual Roots test had initially led him to believe his future was lost. Undeterred, and with his parents’ help, he offered his own body as a test subject, undergoing repeated testing until he finally mastered the Five Elements Great Law. However, a major battle erupted against a foreign enemy, and he was severely injured, unable to continue. Returning to the sect, he buried the secret law here, awaiting a destined match.

Wasn’t this his unique opportunity? A young man, once the center of much attention and expectation, now devastated by his Five Spiritual Roots, didn’t his state of mind mirror that of this young man? Who else could be this destined person besides him?

Sure enough, the way of heaven is fair! Even if he lacks some qualifications, he can still find a way to break through.

Now, this Dafa is being carefully wrapped by him and placed on his chest. It is all his hope. However, after finishing all this and returning as quickly as possible, he still missed the wake-up bell and was caught by Li Dahai.

But now, what excuse can he find to fool Senior Brother Li temporarily? Although Senior Brother Li treats him sincerely and is a good person, after all, he is also a member of the sect. How can he tell everything before he has thoroughly explored his true intentions?

Xiang Wentian’s thoughts raced, and he immediately found a plausible explanation. “Brother Li, I heard from the brothers in the Spirit Beast Garden that if you go out before dawn, you can encounter many of the sect’s wild spirit beasts. If you collect some feces and fallen fur, you can exchange it for some spirit stones and other things at the foot of the mountain. So I decided to give it a try myself. I encountered a spirit chicken with very long tail feathers. In my pursuit, I accidentally fell off a cliff.”

Li Dahai was convinced. “Brother Xiang, come in quickly. I have some healing medicine from the brothers. Apply it first, and I’ll help you get food from the cafeteria.” Sect disciples were well-off, and helping each other was common. He didn’t mind, gave the medicine, and hurried out. However, the further he walked, the more puzzled he became. Brother Xiang had just entered the sect, could he really beat a spirit chicken? And he even dared to take its tail feathers? The last outer sect brother who tried to steal a spirit goose was pecked into the medical hall! I guess I’ll have to talk to my junior brother later. Don’t be impulsive. Weak people are worse than chickens!

…

Every two weeks, the outer sect holds a morning class. Classes are divided according to the number of years since entering the sect, and different inner disciples go out to teach according to the difficulty of the course. This batch of new recruits fell to Pei Mingzhen, and not only that, he also brought a junior sister and a junior brother with him.

“Junior Sister Lin, Junior Brother Wu, today’s class is very simple. You can just stand in the back and listen. We’ll take turns teaching from now on.” Pei Mingzhen explained patiently, but he knew he was feeling uneasy.

Fortunately… Pei Mingzhen kept glancing ahead. Not far away, at the end of the stone bench, a celestial being loomed. He knew it well. It was the Sect Leader, Pei Naochun. Early that morning, upon hearing that it was his first time teaching, his father had specifically requested his presence. However, to avoid disturbing the class, he had used a concealing talisman, so no one else could see him. With his father around, he felt both nervous and proud, like a young peacock eager to spread its feathers, not to court a mate, but simply to receive his father’s praise—though, of course, the praise must be kept within bounds.

“Yes, Senior Brother Pei,” Lin Lianxing said immediately. Her bright, charming eyes, adoring as she gazed at Pei Mingzhen, were perhaps a touch of the fledgling complexion. She had always felt that Pei Mingzhen was the most reliable person. Even at his young age, he could answer any question. Furthermore, the other senior brothers and sisters often praised Senior Brother Pei. Since she first joined the Lanyue Sect, she had always considered him the best.

There was only one downside. The other senior brothers and sisters had clearly advised her to balance work and rest, but her senior brother always ignored their advice. Every day was spent either practicing with his sword or cultivating. Even if she went every day, she would often find him empty-handed and unable to find him.

Xiang Wentian, following the other outer disciples, was greeted by this scene upon entering. He instinctively lowered his head, suppressing his anger.

He still vividly remembered being halfway up the ladder, sweating profusely. The sweat dripped down, wetting his eyelashes, making it impossible to open his eyes. Looking up, he could only see the lofty hall looming, unattainable. And there stood Lin Lianxing, graceful and elegant, not even looking down. It was truly like one in heaven, the other on earth.

At that moment, Lin Lianxing and Pei Mingzhen stood on the stage, both wearing similar robes, their gestures evoking a similar aura. It would be no exaggeration to say they were a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven. But what about him? Standing far apart on the stage, each dressed in shorts and plain cloth, they usually practiced leisurely in the inner sect, while he, on the other hand,
spent his days in the outer sect, among a group of spirit beasts. But now, he didn’t care. Xiang Wentian put his hand over his chest, feeling the presence of the thin book beneath it. These past few days, he had gone to bed early, waiting until Li Dahai fell asleep before rising to practice. He had already mastered the secret techniques taught in the book. Although he had memorized the contents, he couldn’t bear to destroy it, so he kept it with him. After verifying it on himself, he firmly believed that this was a method that could change his life. With this Five Elements Great Law, what would Pei Mingzhen be in the future, let alone Lin Lianxing?

He was the Chosen One!

Pei Mingzhen had already asked Lin Lianxing and the others to take seats in the back. Looking at the room full of outer disciples, he nodded. Although he was a little nervous, the sight of his father’s expectant eyes gave him boundless strength. He cleared his throat and began to teach.

This class was meant to “hold” the hands of the outer disciples, ushering them into the first threshold of cultivation. It began with a foundational lecture on spiritual roots. Most outer disciples had little background, and their parents and elders’ understanding of cultivation was mere hearsay. They listened attentively, absorbed in the lecture. Only Xiang Wentian curled his lips in impatience.

“Oh, what’s so great about that? Isn’t this just the fundamentals of cultivation? He already knew it all. Why would someone specifically teach it? Most outer disciples had mixed spiritual roots. If he had the ability, he could explain how to purify them. Otherwise, even if he lectured for a hundred years, they wouldn’t be able to enter the realm of cultivation!

“…Many disciples here, due to their limited spiritual roots, have always believed they can’t make further progress,” Pei Mingzhen explained slowly, causing an uproar. Compared to the ethereal perception of spiritual power, spiritual roots were something far more important to consider. Even if spiritual power perception was poor, as long as you could sense it, it was easy. But if your spiritual roots were extremely poor, even entering the realm would be difficult.

Xiang Wentian couldn’t help but prick up his ears.

“In the Lanyue Sect, there once was a genius with five spiritual roots, later known as the Five Spirits Elder. He single-handedly created a cultivation technique.” Pei Mingzhen’s explanation wasn’t particularly impressive; it was his first time, after all, so he could only recite from the script. He described what Pei Naochun had researched based on the Five Elements Great Law. In reality, this was a cultivation technique developed by the son of an ancient Lanyue Sect elder, who was buried in the mountains, unable to pass it down. “He created a Five Elements Great Law, which has been of great benefit to all disciples. Through practice, one can purify one’s spiritual roots…”

“Five Elements Great Law!” Xiang Wentian immediately stood up, his face grim, his fists clenched. His chest, which had just felt warm and comfortable, suddenly felt cold. He tried to calm himself, but inexplicably, he couldn’t.

Pei Mingzhen was startled, but he didn’t show any panic. He just smiled. He was young and didn’t quite understand the importance of spiritual roots to an individual. However, his father and senior brother had both said that the Five Elements Great Law was a profound art of lasting benefit, so the outer disciples’ surprise was understandable.

“Yes, you can exchange them at the Library Pavilion. The exchange price is 10 contribution points.” Pei Mingzhen paused. This was also set by his father. First, there was a threshold to enter, to prevent people from starting cultivation without any knowledge and easily going astray. Second, “You should have earned enough contribution points in the Outer Sect by now. The points exchanged will be used by the Library Pavilion to worship the Five Elements Elder.”

Pei Naochun built a cenotaph for him and placed the plaque in the ancestral hall. Incense continued to be worshipped year after year. Although such strict rules were not common in the cultivation world, it was a good thing that someone remembered it.

“Junior Brother Xiang, do you have any other questions? If not, I will continue,” Pei Mingzhen asked politely.

“No more.” Xiang Wentian was pulled back to his seat by the sleeve by his junior brother beside him, and he almost fell. He was dazed. For a moment, his mind was filled with only ten contribution points. He had earned fifteen contribution points in just one day’s work in the Spirit Beast Garden!