Chapter 947: The Benefits of Being Energetic

Huan Yu Star, Bai family.

Bai Xingwei ended her seven-day seclusion; since her cultivation had advanced further and she had already spent enough time in seclusion, she wouldn’t return to training for a while.

Countless things happen every day on Huan Yu Star; even one day without engaging with this rapidly changing society brings a sense of unfamiliarity.

To ensure she hadn’t missed too many important updates, Bai Xingwei opened her personal mailbox after leaving seclusion.

Most were from her parents, asking how she was doing, whether she’d found a boy she liked, reminding her they were too busy with work to return home and urging her to take care of herself.

She’d heard such things so often over the past decade that her ears were worn out.

At first, she felt lonely and heartbroken, thinking her parents didn’t care about her at all; she envied classmates whose parents always showed up for parent-teacher meetings, and even envied mischievous kids who got called in by teachers for discipline.

At least, they had parents to call.

She excelled academically—teachers and school administrators all praised her—but when she returned home, there was no one to share her good news with.

Because her parents rarely came home all year, her attempts to reach out usually vanished into silence.

Over time, Bai Xingwei’s initial resentment had turned into indifference.

Note: indifference, not understanding.

In her view, no matter how busy her parents were, it was never an excuse to ignore their child’s growth; she couldn’t understand them, but whether she understood or not no longer mattered—she no longer needed their care.

Over the past two years, her parents either finally finished their work or realized their emotional absence, and their communication frequency increased daily.

But this communication came far too late; she had long passed the age when she wanted to confide everything to her parents.

Now, she had sufficient strength and skill to resolve most of her own problems.

So Bai Xingwei glanced briefly at these emails and deleted them all into the trash, to save space.

Soon, Bai Xingwei spotted a truly important email.

It was from her school, announcing that Immortal Martial Daoist had emerged from seclusion and, having gained profound insight, would deliver a seven-day lecture.

The lecture would be held next Tuesday—that is, the day after tomorrow.

Immortal Martial Daoist was one of the school’s finest instructors; his self-created Immortal Martial Scripture nearly encompassed the true essence of the Dao path—any cultivator who listened to even a portion of his lecture would benefit immensely.

Upon seeing this news, Bai Xingwei immediately became excited—it was an event absolutely not to be missed!

The last time she heard Immortal Martial Daoist lecture was six years ago, when her cultivation was stuck at the peak of Blood Tempering.

As the first major hurdle for cultivators, shedding the mortal body sounded simple, but achieving it was truly troublesome.

If she followed the standard path, even with her far-above-average talent, she’d need at least two years of grinding to smoothly enter the Mortal Transformation realm.

But precisely then, she encountered Immortal Martial Daoist’s lecture—also a seven-day event.

She only listened until the fourth day when enlightenment struck, and she broke through to Mortal Transformation, saving at least two years of arduous practice.

This time, the lecture might allow her to leap directly into the Divine Refinement realm and become a true expert.

But besides herself, Bai Xingwei immediately thought of one person who couldn’t miss this lecture: Luo Quan.

Luo Quan was probably now in a period of cultivation confusion.

After all, she came from a barren world with no advanced cultivation system; if she relied solely on herself, she’d take many wrong turns.

But if she could listen to a master’s lecture, the benefits would be nearly limitless—so Luo Quan might need this moment of enlightenment even more than she did.

Of course, she didn’t need to worry about eligibility—this lecture was open to all students of the school, and she had already registered Luo Quan, so she could simply attend.

So Bai Xingwei activated the Lingxi Mirror, intending to cross the star-sea and deliver this news.

“I wonder what Luo Quan is doing right now,” Bai Xingwei muttered.

There was a time difference between Huan Yu Star and Luo Quan’s planet; she might be asleep right now.

The moment this thought ended, the Lingxi Mirror’s surface displayed an image.

But the lens seemed shrouded in misty steam—nothing was clear, only the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Then the mirror refreshed automatically, and what appeared on the screen made Bai Xingwei nearly faint.

In fact, from the moment she heard the water, she’d already sensed something was off.

"You... what are you doing, Luo Quan?" Bai Xingwei asked, forcing her trembling hand to stay steady, pretending not to know.

“Taking a shower,” Luo Quan said, tilting her head to rinse the shampoo from her face.

She thought the Lingxi Mirror only had voice-call functionality, so when she felt the vibration, she simply pulled it out and placed it on the shelf.

She didn’t realize this turned it into a live broadcast.

After rinsing her face and looking down, she saw not herself in the mirror—but Bai Xingwei’s face, nearly convulsing with laughter—and froze instantly.

According to Luo’s Relativity Theory, if she could see Bai Xingwei on the other side, then Bai Xingwei must have seen her too.

Which meant…

“Damn, are there no one else over there?”

Luo Quan quickly twisted the mirror away and sped up her rinsing.

“There are,” Bai Xingwei said, feigning seriousness.

“Heh, you’ve got zero talent for lying,” Luo Quan didn’t buy it at all. “You didn’t even tell me this thing supports video—now I’ve made a fool of myself.”

“I swear I told you. You just forgot and didn’t take it seriously.”

Bai Xingwei lightly stroked her chin, recalling the dazzlingly white skin she’d just seen: “Besides, it’s not ugly at all—it’s quite beautiful.”

“Obviously. Do you even understand what ‘Grade Nine Beauty’ means?” Luo Quan’s embarrassment didn’t last long; she quickly regained her confidence.

They were both girls—glancing a few times didn’t matter; she’d bathed with Wen Xia and others before.

Bai Xingwei held similar thoughts and didn’t tease further.

“By the way, you called me up—was it just to watch me bathe? Is there something important?” Luo Quan asked, wrapping herself in a towel after finishing her shower.

Bai Xingwei countered: “Can’t I call you if there’s nothing important? As friends, isn’t chatting just to pass the time allowed?”

“From what I’ve observed, you’re not that sentimental.”

Luo Quan lifted the mirror, pointing it at herself: “But whatever—I happen to be free tonight. Whatever you want to talk about, I’ll keep you company.”

Hearing this, Bai Xingwei’s heart warmed, and her lips curled involuntarily: “Forget it—I don’t have that much time to chat idly. I really did call for something important.”

Huan Yu Public University—the school I registered you for—will host a very important lecture the day after tomorrow. The lecturer is one of the school’s best teachers.

Last time he gave a lecture, he helped me resolve many doubts in my cultivation path. I think you absolutely need to learn more.

So if you’re free, come back to Huan Yu Star. Attending this lecture could benefit you for life.”

After hearing Bai Xingwei’s long explanation, Luo Quan didn’t question it at all.

After all, Bai Xingwei had personally attested to its value—it must be truly important—and Luo Quan herself had just entered a new stage of cultivation, precisely needing a master to impart wisdom and dispel confusion.

“Alright. I’ll come after I finish what I’m doing now—no more than forty-eight hours,” Luo Quan said seriously this time, no longer joking.

She was currently on the filming set of “The Dream Life” Season 5, Episode 6.

The show required three days of filming; she’d already finished one day. After a light workout, she took a shower and received this good news.

After finishing filming the day after tomorrow, she could catch a flight home in the evening, say goodbye to Wen Xia and the others, announce she’d be in seclusion for a few days, then use the Gate of Passage to return to Huan Yu Star for the lecture.

The schedule was perfect—she just wondered whether forty-eight hours would be enough for Bai Xingwei to arrange the rest of her plans.

“Alright, I’ll wait for you to come back before we go to school together,” Bai Xingwei replied decisively. “That’s it—I’m signing off. I still have emails to handle.”

“Okok,” Luo Quan said instinctively.

The Lingxi Mirror’s image vanished. Bai Xingwei paused: “What’s ‘ok’?”

This question could only be answered face-to-face when Luo Quan returned.

On Luo Quan’s end, Bai Xingwei’s important news didn’t disrupt her existing schedule.

After all, the movie had already been released, and the variety show had only a few days left.

As for the Art Olympics competition, the preliminary round didn’t require her presence—just submitting her entries was enough, and her works were already ready, needing no re-recording.

The only regret was that she wouldn’t be able to livestream for several days.

Fortunately, this time wouldn’t drag on like her first trip to Huan Yu Star.

How long could a lecture possibly last?

Thinking this, Luo Quan lay down and began cultivating.

Since acquiring the Three Pure Flames, her cultivation had become true cultivation in every sense.

Whenever she activated the Great Celestial Immortal Scripture, a vivid red flame would rise around her dantian, burning her essence, energy, and spirit.

After each session, she could genuinely feel herself growing stronger.

Statistically, her physique, strength, and spirit each increased by several points.

Though small, these gains accumulated dramatically over time—this thrilled Luo Quan; nothing was more joyful than watching herself grow stronger every day.

Additionally, Luo Quan discovered she could now fully replace sleep with cultivation.

After the Three Pure Flames burned out and she awoke, her spirit was always fully replenished.

Growing stronger every day meant she was always energetic and vibrant.

In the future, she could work wholeheartedly during the day and cultivate while sleeping at night—a perfect cycle.

The only slightly unreasonable thing was that she cultivated lying down, unlike the orthodox immortal masters in novels who sat with palms up, soles up, and crown pointed skyward—it didn’t seem very proper.

She could adopt that posture—palms, soles, and crown facing upward—but it was too tiring; when she woke, her bones felt stiff, far less comfortable than lying down.

So Luo Quan unhesitatingly chose to lie flat.

After all, for modern youth, the most important posture was learning how to lie flat.

But others lay flat because they gave up—whatever, whatever.

She lay flat simply because it was more comfortable—and it didn’t interfere with work; there was a fundamental difference.

The only downside was that replacing sleep with cultivation meant she could no longer dream.

If she ever had the chance to learn the technique of lucid dreaming, she’d combine it with cultivation—then she could have beautiful dreams every night…

At six the next morning, Luo Quan awoke and immediately left her bed without stretching, determined to break completely with the modern youth’s habit of oversleeping.

After washing up, she went downstairs and began preparing breakfast for the day.

Season five of “The Xiangwang Life” is set in a rural village.

Last season, because the guesthouse was by the sea, the audience criticized it heavily.

Living by the sea felt exactly like a vacation; viewers tuning into this variety show came to see celebrities suffer.

They wanted to see the celebrities’ more down-to-earth side, not them acting like they were on a three-day trip to the Maldives—carrying lounge chairs, sunbathing on the beach, breathing sea breeze, and chatting about philosophy, poetry, and distant places everyone could understand.

Last season failed to grasp the show’s purpose, turning “The Xiangwang Life” into a dream life.

For celebrities, a seaside vacation is naturally a dream life—and easily achievable.

But for ordinary people, let alone a seaside vacation, even getting a few days off at home to rest was already a joy.

Seaside? Who has such good conditions?

Thus, the fourth season, detached from the masses, became the lowest-rated season; more than one longtime fan said the show had lost its flavor.

To salvage its reputation, the new season of “The Xiangwang Life” returned to rural farmland.

Still, there were several acres of fertile fields and a dozen or so chickens and ducks, all to be tended by the guests themselves.

The earliest guests could only grow vegetables and raise livestock, while those like Xiang Luoquan who arrived later enjoyed great comfort, directly reaping the benefits of others’ labor.

The moment she arrived yesterday, the regular guests unanimously decided to slaughter two chickens to welcome her.

But a problem arose: several of the regular guests had never lifted a finger in the kitchen.

Not to mention slaughtering chickens—even cracking eggs might be beyond them.

Luo Quan seized this opportunity to shine, volunteering to prepare dinner.

Then, the guests tasted what might have been the most delicious whole-chicken feast of their lives.

Except for not making soup from the chicken, every cooking method—frying, sautéing, boiling, and deep-frying—was used, leaving the guests in raptures.

Since the chance to taste the culinary art of a female goddess of the kitchen was rare, everyone unanimously decided that Luo Quan would also handle breakfast the next morning.