[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world":3,"chapter-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-59":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Cultivation: I Studied Abroad in the Modern World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2263785,4418,"Chapter 59","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>The qingluan in the sky folded its wings, and the two women on its back landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Zhang, let’s go see my mother first!” said the Zhao family’s eldest daughter, dressed in red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang said nothing, only nodded slightly, her expression cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two walked toward the two-story pavilion where the Lady resided; the closer they got, the faster the Zhao eldest daughter stepped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady, who rarely left her pavilion, was already waiting at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her mother’s figure, the Zhao eldest daughter could no longer hold back her emotions; she ran forward and threw herself into the Lady’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten years had passed since mother and daughter last met; they ought to have had a thousand words to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, besides “Mother,” she could not utter a single other word—her mouth opened, and sobs burst forth from her chest; she buried her head in the Lady’s arms and wept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady gently stroked her daughter’s hairpin, remembering how small her daughter had been when she left home—a little girl just beginning to grow her hair, her braids tied into tiny little knots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the daughter in her arms stood tall and graceful, taller than herself, her hair thick, dark, and flowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, her heart filled with bitterness, and her eyes began to warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady sniffed, holding back her tears as she scolded: “You’re grown now, yet still cry the moment you see me—what kind of behavior is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the huskiness in her voice betrayed the turmoil within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang stood at a distance, as if giving the long-separated mother and daughter space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady looked up and saw Sister Zhang, then patted her daughter’s back: “You brought a friend home, yet leave her standing there without even introducing her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhao eldest daughter lifted her head, tear-streaked; she shamefully rubbed her face against her mother’s sleeve before turning to greet her companion: “Sister Zhang, this is my mother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang stepped closer, gave the Lady a slight nod, her expression polite yet distant—and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhao eldest daughter turned again to her mother: “Mother, this is Sister Zhang of Jiushan Sect, the youngest prodigy calligrapher of the Hundred Immortal Alliance—she’s already reached the Golden Core realm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady had thought the woman rude, but upon hearing her identity, she realized the woman had every right to be so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiushan Sect, like Qingmu Sect, was a sect guarded by a Nascent Soul elder; the Hundred Immortal Alliance was even more extraordinary—a close-knit alliance of numerous immortal sects, immensely powerful, with countless cultivators belonging to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Jiushan Sect and Qingmu Sect were members of the Hundred Immortal Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such a vast organization, for Sister Zhang to be called by the Zhao eldest daughter the youngest prodigy calligrapher, her calligraphy cultivation must be extraordinary—not to mention she was already a Golden Core True Person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady bowed deeply, her expression solemn: “I did not realize I was before a Golden Core True Person—my apologies for my lack of courtesy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang’s expression remained cold, but her voice was humble and courteous: “Lady, you are too formal. Zhao Shimei is my close friend, and Zhao Shuzu is my elder—I speak only of affection, not cultivation rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then…” The Lady hesitated, glancing at her daughter, who nodded; she finally spoke: “Then I’ll presume upon our kinship and call you my niece. I’ve already ordered tea prepared—please sit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, the Lady remained cautious, her heart uneasy, afraid of offending this prodigy Golden Core True Person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three ascended the pavilion; after the Zhao eldest daughter tidied her appearance, they sat and drank tea while chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady, fearing she might offend Sister Zhang, constantly observed her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, she realized Sister Zhang was not aloof or arrogant—she simply spoke little; whenever the Lady tried to engage her, the woman’s face showed faint discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Lady spoke only to her daughter, Sister Zhang’s expression subtly relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady now understood the woman’s nature; she stopped deliberately trying to talk to her—and indeed, Sister Zhang’s demeanor became more natural, showing no interest whatsoever in their conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Lady chatted with her daughter, Sister Zhang seemed bored; she pointed to a small bookshelf and asked: “May I look?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Niece, feel free to treat this as your own home,” the Lady said warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang nodded, pulled a book from the shelf, and began reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted for a while; the Lady still feared neglecting Sister Zhang, and kept glancing at her—she noticed the woman was utterly absorbed in her book, indifferent to whether they paid attention to her or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Niece, are you interested in this book?” The Lady glanced at the book in her hand—*Elementary Mathematics*—and smiled: “I find this book headache-inducing, but I’ve heard it was passed down by a Nascent Soul cultivator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang looked up, thought for a moment, then nodded: “That’s not empty talk. May I take this book to read?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady blinked in surprise; seeing no explanation forthcoming, she did not press further, and said generously: “It was given to me by my son’s page. If you’re interested, take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought again: it was improper to leave their guest aside while she and her daughter chatted—especially since a Golden Core True Person carried such a strong presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she turned to Sister Zhang: “You’ve traveled far; I’ve had a clean guest room prepared—it’s the small courtyard beside Shan’er’s quarters. Why don’t you rest first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang nodded and rose, following the serving girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, she seemed to remember something and suddenly turned back: “What’s the page’s name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Fa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Fa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Zhang nodded, as if memorizing the name, then left with the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when her figure vanished into the pavilion did the Lady gently press her chest and exhale deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her daughter asked: “Mother, why are you so afraid of Sister Zhang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady snapped: “Isn’t it your fault for bringing back such a patriarch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the daughter ignored her, asking another question: “That Zheng Fa—is he the page you mentioned in your letter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, you told me in your letter to reserve a personal attendant position for him. Before, that might have been fine—but now, it’s probably impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady froze, frowning: “I’ve already promised him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, you don’t understand the situation,” the Zhao eldest daughter explained. “I gained two personal attendant positions when I entered the inner sect. One is already promised to a senior brother for his family. The other, I want to reserve for my younger brother, just in case.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your brother? Isn’t he going to the Immortal Product Evaluation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I returned, I heard the requirements for this year’s Immortal Product Evaluation have been raised. My brother’s dual-spirit root might not qualify as top-tier—he won’t enter Qingmu Sect…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady had never heard this news; she was instantly at a loss: “Then what will your brother do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, Mother. That’s why I brought Sister Zhang back—to have her teach my brother calligraphy. Sister Zhang is famed in the Hundred Immortal Alliance for her calligraphy; with her guidance, my brother may still have a chance to become top-tier through calligraphy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady now understood why her daughter had brought Sister Zhang home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what about the attendant position…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest daughter sighed: “You know my brother’s character from my letters—he’s lazy. Even with Sister Zhang’s teaching, his calligraphy may not improve much. If he fails the Immortal Product Evaluation, I’ll make him my attendant and take him to Qingmu Sect with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady still hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother! The requirements for the Immortal Product Evaluation grow stricter every year—if he fails this year, he’ll never get in later!” The daughter’s voice dropped suddenly: “Mother, do you want my brother to end up like Father—unable to enter an immortal sect, wasting his life in alcohol and lust?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the Lady finally nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter what, I must get my brother into an immortal sect this time. If he passes the Immortal Product Evaluation and enters Qingmu Sect, then the attendant position—just as you said—will go to Zheng Fa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady recalled Sister Zhang’s demeanor and asked hesitantly: “Is Sister Zhang… hard to get along with? Fan’er’s personality—I’m afraid he won’t learn anything, and might even offend her. A Golden Core, and a calligraphy prodigy—our Zhao family can’t afford to anger her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Zhang…” The eldest daughter’s expression turned strange: “She’s just bad at interacting with people. In fact, she’s quite kind—even naive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad at it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“More accurately, others are afraid to interact with her. Over time, she stopped speaking to anyone.” The daughter hesitated slightly, then a flicker of fear crossed her face; she bit her lip and said: “Her hobby… is unusual.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady’s face showed confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, don’t worry about what kind of person Sister Zhang is—just know that if not for our Zhao family’s old ties with her family, and if not for my friendship with her, she would never have come here.” The Zhao eldest daughter’s expression turned slightly proud: “Many seek her guidance in calligraphy—she’s notoriously hard to invite!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch, Zheng Fa stood in the courtyard practicing the stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was always diligent—even after mastering the Songhe Stance, he practiced daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft knock came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could be visiting him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked to the door and found a pale-faced woman in blue Daoist robes, holding a book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you write this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held the book out to Zheng Fa—he recognized it as *Elementary Mathematics*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing—only his Young Master’s study and the Lady’s personal copy had it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone gave it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa knew this woman had some connection to the Zhao family—and likely a powerful one; he spoke plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you good at math?” Unexpectedly, the woman’s eyes lit up, her expression suddenly animated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not very good—just… studied more than others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remembering his mediocre math talent in his modern world, Zheng Fa was humble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to people in this world, he felt he was still far stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you also solve math problems for fun when you’re bored?” The woman’s gaze grew even more eager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also? Bored? Solving problems for fun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa struggled to grasp the logic; he repeated it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw the woman nodding eagerly, her eyes bright with anticipation—as if searching for a rare kindred soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtyard, Zheng Mu watched Zheng Fa, her expression asking who this uninvited guest was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Hmm. A pervert.\u003C\u002Fp>",1760,"2026-06-19T19:16:02.864Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e13dafe1fd7969c37964749fa2562a91a95dafb3323d8b4ac446cce16e908c66","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-60","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-58",487,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cover.jpg"]