A Cultivation Amateur With 4.6 Billion Years Of Cultivation - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: I Have 4.6 Billion Years of Cultivation

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Shu Mountain referred not to a single mountain but an entire mountain range.

All the famous mountains and rivers in Shu were collectively called Shu Mountain.

The Way of Shu was as difficult as ascending the heavens.

Zeng Jing was going to conquer that! He was scaling the steep mountain walls and heading deeper into Shu Mountain.

Zeng Jing, 18 years old, from Shuangqing City.

He, unfortunately, fell into a valley when he was on a school trip. When he woke up, he found himself in the world of Xianxia for no reason. A God of Transmigration even stood in front of him.

The unreliable immortal held up a paper box for him to draw lots for his transmigration reward.

Zeng Jing casually drew 4.6 billion years of cultivation.

Unfortunately, he did not manage to draw any cultivation techniques, physical techniques, Dharma treasures, movement techniques… That meant that he had a deep cultivation base but he still had to find a sect to learn from. Otherwise, he would not know anything.

The Xianxia world was vast, containing righteous and evil sects, numerous like the night stars. However, Zeng Jing only loved the “Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect” because he had once played “Chinese Paladin: The Legend of the Sword and Fairy”. He liked the Drunken Sword Master, Li Xiaoyao, and other characters very much. He, therefore, climbed Shu Mountain excitedly to join the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect when he heard about it.

He would eat wild fruits when he was hungry; burrow into the grass when he was cold in the wilderness on Shu Mountain. During his search over the past few months, he had also encountered lions, tigers, and demon beasts. However, he casually slapped them with 4.6 billion years of cultivation. How could these things withstand it? Therefore, he did not encounter any danger.

There were really many sects in Shu Mountain. Over the past few months, he found Balan Clan, Emei Sect, Xiling Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Wolong Manor…

However, he did not want to enter any sect other than the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect.

Therefore, he was still painstakingly searching in the Shu Mountain and scaling the steep cliffs.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted disciple of Qingcheng Sect told him that the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect was on the mountaintop in front of him a few days ago. He was not far from his goal.

Just a little further…

As he thought this, he noticed an old man sitting on the hill ahead, resting his eyes.

The old man was dressed in a very fine chivalrous’ garb, the kind that was of good quality. He wore many jade ornaments and carried no weapons.

The old man didn’t look young. Of course, it was hard to say how old people were in the cultivation world. Perhaps the person who looked old was a mortal of only 80 years old. An old demon who had cultivated for thousands of years could have been reborn as a young chap with youthful appearance.

Age was not an accurate gauge, but Zeng Jing still respected the elders according to the customs of his world!

He cupped his fists at the old man and gave a standard ancient salute. “Old man, I want to ask you something. Do you know which direction I should continue to reach the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect?”

The old man’s closed eyes opened and swept over Zeng Jing. The scrutiny and contempt in his gaze made Zeng Jing feel a little uncomfortable. Then, a cold chill swept down from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Zeng Jing guessed that he had been scanned with “divine sense” from head to even the tips of his toes, even though he was certain.

It was very rude to scan someone with your divine sense the first time you met them. That was arrogant and stupid.

Zeng Jing had read many Xianxia novels. In them, those who used their divine sense to scan people were basically killed. However, the old man in front of him was still alive, that must mean that he was very powerful.

The old man snorted and said, “You haven’t even started building your foundation. Why are you looking for the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect?”

Zeng Jing said, “I’m seeking a master to learn cultivation from.”

“Ha, haha, ha!” The old man let out a strange, rhythmic laugh. “At the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect? What’s the point of that? I just destroyed that weak, trashy sect.”

“What? What did you say?” Zeng Jing was stunned. “Destroyed?”

“You heard right.” A smug smile appeared on the old man’s face. “The Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect has been destroyed by me with such ease, yet you still want to join it? Ha, haha!”

Zeng Jing squinted. “There has to be a limit to bragging.”

“Do you think I’m bragging?” The old man laughed. “Then I’m just bragging! Why do you think someone of my status is interested in talking nonsense with a country boy like you? It’s all because I just destroyed a sect and did something that made me very proud. However, I can’t find anyone to show off in the wilderness, so I need to find someone to talk to.”

Zeng Jing was speechless.

“Now that the bragging is over, you can die. Everyone who is related to the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect has to die.” After the old man finished speaking, he glared at Zeng Jing. After glaring, he closed his eyes and continued to rest, not bothering to look at him again.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that something was wrong. He quickly opened his eyes again and realized that Zeng Jing was still standing there, slighting him.

The old man was surprised. ‘Are you kidding me? I just glared at him with my “Killing Gaze” divine power. I can kill a trash person who hasn’t even started building his foundation with one look. Why is this guy still standing here and looking at me strangely?’

Why didn’t my Killing Gaze work?

He quickly used his divine sense to scan Zeng Jing’s body from head to toe, from his hair to the shell of his nails. There was no mistake. This young man did not have Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Spirit Foundation, nor Purple Mansion1. Only his dantian had some cultivation, but only low-level martial artists would place their cultivation in their dantian. He was at most an ordinary martial artist at the Body Refinement Realm.

“What the f*ck are you?”

The old man raised his voice a little. This time, he didn’t kill with his eyes. Instead, he used “Vibrato Kill”. This move could kill someone with weaker cultivation, let alone a mortal.

Zeng Jing did not die suddenly. His eardrums were not even ruptured. He replied calmly, “Let me ask you, did you really destroy the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect?”

The old man felt that something was wrong. Even his “Vibrato Kill” was ineffective. What was wrong with this young man? Was he immune to these attacks?

He stood up and slowly walked towards Zeng Jing. “Kid, you have some skills. It seems that you used some special cultivation technique to hide your cultivation, right? Come, come, come. I want to see how deep your true cultivation is.”

“I don’t have time to argue with you. Answer my question first.” Zeng Jing asked in a low voice, “Did you really destroy the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect?”

“I do, so what?” the old man sneered. “I’ll have to kill you too.”

Zeng Jing said, “Looks like you’re a bad guy.”

The old man stretched his palm out lightly towards Zeng Jing. He was clearly standing far away from Zeng Jing but suddenly appeared right in front of Zeng Jing with his palm. He hit Zeng Jing’s forehead with his Essence Soul realm cultivation through his palm.

Not many people in the cultivation world could withstand his palm attack. Even the Sect Master of the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect had died under it just now.

However, this attack did not elicit any response…

The power of this attack was like sinking a stone into the ocean!

The old man was shocked. “How much cultivation are you hiding?”

Zeng Jing threw a punch.

The old man immediately felt the fury of a fist strike him. This power was at the Body Tempering Realm!

He activated the “Baiyue Divine Technique” that he had cultivated for 2,000 years, wanting to reflect the power of Zeng Jing’s punch.

Logically speaking, this would definitely succeed. How easy would it be for a 2,000-year-old Essence Soul cultivator like him to bounce back the fist of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator?

However, the power of Zeng Jing’s punch instantly destroyed his 2,000 years of cultivation, shattering his Purple Mansion, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul. He was sent flying backward by the force of the punch, flying over mountains, plains, and the surging Yellow River and Yangtze River…

The old man became a new star in the skies with a clang.

Zeng Jing retracted his fist and said in the direction where he disappeared. “That’s 4.6 billion years of cultivation for you!”