Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 117 - 95: The Beginning of Autumn! Primordial Spirit Showdown (5k-Word - )

Chapter 117: Chapter 95: The Beginning of Autumn! Primordial Spirit Showdown (5k-Word Chapter)

At the entrance of Wuyi Lane, in front of an elegantly ancient courtyard.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a spoon hanging high at the door, with a red silk ribbon tied to it, the handle pointing towards the southwest.

"It’s the first time I’ve seen a household hang a spoon at their door. Is there some meaning to it?" Zhang Fan stopped and couldn’t help but ask.

"The Wang family belongs to the Worshiping Star Sect, which venerates the Beidou Seven Stars," Xiong Qianqiu explained.

The Beidou Seven Stars look like a spoon.

"The spoon is their family mascot, huh." Zhang Fan couldn’t help but curl his lips.

Suddenly, a strange thought arose in his mind—do Wang family members eat with a spoon?

"Today is the autumn equinox," Xiong Ba said.

The autumn equinox is the first solar term of autumn. The handle of the Beidou Seven Stars points southwest, and the sun just reaches 135 degrees of longitude.

"If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would’ve forgotten. How about I treat you to the first milk tea of autumn?" Zhang Fan joked as he glanced at Xiong Qianqiu.

"We cultivators don’t go for such things," Xiong Qianqiu shook his head.

"Also, today being the Day of Origin, one must watch their words. Don’t speak carelessly," Xiong Qianqiu reminded, looking at Zhang Fan and then at Xiong Ba.

The autumn equinox, one of the "Four Beginnings," marks the start of the "Five Energies." Therefore, it is regarded as an important Day of Origin. On this day, the words spoken, actions taken, and thoughts conceived become seeds for the future, eventually bearing fruit.

For this reason, cultivators need to be cautious in their speech today, lest any misstep brings disaster and tribulation.

Ordinary people can say relatively auspicious words, like "Origin brings origin; happiness, prosperity, longevity, and joy; good fortunes start today"...

Those who see this are blessed, and endless blessings will arise!!!

Furthermore, this year’s autumn equinox is a "Mother Autumn." The saying goes, "Father Autumn is pleasant, Mother Autumn is fierce." The curtain for the latter half of the year has been slowly drawn. Those with weak constitutions should pay special attention, avoid staying out late and aimless wandering, especially climbing mountains and crossing seas, and keep from speaking carelessly...

Remember, trouble often comes from the mouth, be extremely cautious!

Knock, knock, knock...

Zhang Fan casually knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time.

Xiong Qianqiu glanced at it, then raised his hand to press the doorbell beside it.

"..."

"Ding dong..."

Soon after, with a clear prompt sound, the gate unlocked.

"So modern cultivators aren’t that traditional anymore, huh?" Zhang Fan awkwardly smiled.

"Cultivators transcend the world, not leave it, hence they move with the times."

"Our Xiong Family also has a business in smart home devices. If you’re interested, I can have someone customize a setup for your home," Xiong Qianqiu stated casually.

"Is it costly? I’m renting my house," Zhang Fan said offhandedly.

"..."

Xiong Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, curled his lips, not knowing what to say.

Cultivators must overcome myriad trials, like monetary trials, illness trials, life-and-death trials, emotional trials, etc.

Zhang Fan exudes an air of worldliness, unable to detach from material concerns.

She could not fathom how someone like him managed to cultivate to such a level, deciding life and death with a mere thought, able to discard his cultivation at moment’s notice.

"Let’s go."

Xiong Qianqiu pushed open the door, about to enter, but paused slightly, looking at Xiong Ba, making way for him.

"You go in."

Today is about introducing Xiong Ba to the world, representing the emergence of the Xiong Family.

From now on, his status would likely be higher than most direct disciples, and in such settings, Xiong Qianqiu naturally shouldn’t steal his spotlight.

Furthermore, now that Xiong Qianqiu’s cultivation is wasted, she indeed shouldn’t take the lead.

Xiong Ba understood the importance and immediately stepped forward.

Upon entering the courtyard, Zhang Fan felt a refreshing aura, a faint fragrance greeted them.

"Frost Descending Fragrance!?"

Having integrated with the Evil Gods, Zhang Fan’s mind was filled with considerable knowledge and experience. As soon as he caught a whiff of the scent, the name "Frost Descending Fragrance" surfaced in his mind, evidently having used it before.

"The Xiong Family is here."

At this moment, three young people stood up in the courtyard, and leading them, of course, was Wang Xuansha.

"Xiong Qianqiu?"

Seeing who it was, Wang Xuansha was momentarily taken aback, then his gaze slightly sharpened.

"Didn’t Xiong Qianshan come? And you came instead? What, is he afraid?"

In Yujing City’s circle, everyone knows Xiong Qianqiu’s strength exceeded Xiong Qianshan’s. Although she was a woman, her Yin Mountain Daoist Skills were top-notch. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to cultivate her own Ghost Evil at such a young age.

"He’s occupied," Xiong Qianqiu was no stranger to worldliness, seated herself, maintaining composure despite her lost cultivation, displaying the demeanor of an accomplished disciple.

"Last time, I lost to his Hundred Evils Smoke, and was looking forward to seeking rematch, but he’s too occupied?"

At this, Wang Xuanfei’s charming face showed a cold expression, clearly bearing a grudge over the previous defeat.

The so-called Hundred Evils Smoke is also a Daoist Skill of the Yin Mountain Sect, an advanced version of the Guan Yin Wind. The Yin Wind condenses into smoke, harboring hundreds of evils; once it enters the body, it damages True Yang, especially doubling the harm for women.

Previously, Yin Mountain Sect’s Daoists would often cast spells to conceal a box of Hundred Evils Smoke in exquisitely crafted boxes or bags to prevent grave robbers from looting their tombs.

The grave robbers, joyful to see it, would open it—and that would be their end.

Last time, after returning, Wang Xuanfei vomited black water for three days and nights, and even suffered some incontinence.

Every time she recalled it, she was both ashamed and annoyed, hence today’s gathering.

In truth, the features of Yin Mountain Sect’s Daoist Skills are thus; once hit, the internal malicious ailments would all come forth.