[{"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-83":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},2263809,4418,"Chapter 83","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>Creating an environment rich in spiritual energy in the modern world had always been Zheng Fa’s idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This idea stemmed from an extremely practical need—he could no longer endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To help the old white man decipher the rune diagrams, Zheng Fa felt he had become a scanner and a printer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Xuanwei Realm, he served as a scanner, memorizing those revolting rune diagrams day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the modern world, he served as a printer, drawing them out day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could say that notebook was written with wisdom and sweat—the old white man provided the wisdom, Zheng Fa provided the sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of whether this method was sustainable, it was also a massive waste of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the modern world, he had to prepare for the college entrance exam and study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, he had to study literature and martial arts, and later cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he someday mastered topology and no longer relied on the old white man, this method was simply too inefficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Modern knowledge was endless—could he possibly learn every subject one by one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa had always maintained a clear self-awareness—his confidence never came from his own talent, but from the entire reservoir of modern knowledge and human resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he realized he needed to borrow others’ minds, Zheng Fa had conceived an idea: just like the ecosystem experiments he had seen, he wanted to establish a cultivation laboratory in the modern world under a spiritual energy environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ideally, he would find talents from various disciplines, using their knowledge and wisdom to study the mysteries of cultivation, thereby truly leveraging his own advantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the old white man had never said he was Zheng Fa’s student, and Zheng Fa had never called him Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old white man would seriously tell him that to go far, they must walk together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Zheng Fa would always remember that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was merely a conception, riddled with countless problems: how to find reliable, capable people, how to build an organization—these were fields Zheng Fa had never touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the greatest obstacle was that the modern world simply had no spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This *Lingshan Fa* gave him hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zheng Fa tucked the jade cylinder of the *Lingshan Fa* into his robe, the Nine Mountains Patriarch waved his hand, and Zheng Fa felt a gentle breeze envelop his entire body, carrying him downward toward the base of the Nine Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he looked up again, the towering, boundless Nine Mountains had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood vaguely—the Nine Mountains were likely an illusion created by the Nine Mountains Patriarch, not the actual nine mountains of the Nine Mountains Sect flying here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Fa?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the Seventh Young Master came from beside him; Zheng Fa turned to see all those who had fallen from the plank walkway now standing on the Dengxianmen Plaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waiting for results,” the Seventh Young Master replied succinctly—uncharacteristic of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just by looking at the Seventh Young Master’s face, Zheng Fa understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere around them was exactly like that of the college entrance exam results day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plaza was crowded, but few spoke; only hushed whispers revealed the anxiety in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa didn’t know how long they waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the hall where the Immortal Rank Mirror sat, that inhuman voice spoke again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Immortal Rank results are out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words ended, Zheng Fa noticed most people suddenly vanished into the colorful clouds, while those who remained saw the glowing rings symbolizing Initial Rank slowly rise into the air, coalescing into tokens resembling Immortal Rank Tokens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The token before Zheng Fa still bore the Nine Mountains emblem, but its material had changed from jade to an unknown black metal, cold to the touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at the Seventh Young Master—his token was made of bamboo, bearing a painting of a great tree, surely the Qingmu Sect’s token.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Young Master stared blankly at his token, as if afraid to reach out, trembling as if one touch might shatter this dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, too ugly to want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is a bit ugly,” the Seventh Young Master grabbed the token tightly, yet still complained: “Bamboo? That’s just poor and shabby.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa glanced at the bulging veins on the Seventh Young Master’s clenched left hand and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around and realized the number of people who made it into the Hundred Immortals Alliance wasn’t large.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those with tokens totaled barely over two hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least a thousand had taken the Rune Method exam—so the success rate for the Immortal Rank Assembly was likely one in ten, maybe even less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, sects like the Nine Mountains Sect and Qingmu Sect recruited more—twenty or thirty each—which made sense; even with tight resources, major sects still had more backing than minor ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he observed these people, the colorful clouds beneath their feet suddenly churned, dispersing into individual clouds that drifted gently before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white cloud landed before Zheng Fa, and with a whinny, transformed into a pure white steed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It nuzzled Zheng Fa’s shoulder, its warm breath brushing his neck, as if inviting him to mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside every person who passed the Immortal Rank Assembly stood such a steed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Young Master’s was golden in color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mount up!” the Seventh Young Master called excitedly to Zheng Fa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa leapt onto his horse; the white steed let out a soft neigh, its hooves lightly tapping as it began to gallop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him stretched vast skies and open lands; beside him rushed wind and drifting clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rode across the heavens, galloping through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight struck him and his horse, casting golden halos around them, like the legends of immortals descending to earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa, the Seventh Young Master, and Zhou Gan’s horses rode nearly side by side, heading toward the city of Jingzhou below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Fa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I realized I’m not afraid of heights anymore!” the Seventh Young Master laughed loudly in midair: “Now I can return home like this—everyone in the city will see my glory!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa also gazed at Jingzhou City drawing nearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those who called me useless can now see I’ve entered Qingmu Sect! I want to see if they dare look down on me again!” The Seventh Young Master chattered on—evidently pent-up for too long—and Zheng Fa just listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My mother might even be crying right now watching me!” the Seventh Young Master imagined: “I’ve made her proud today! I tell you, when I get home, my mother will sprint over and shower me with praise!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to his earlier boastful outburst, Zheng Fa noticed the Seventh Young Master’s current expression held even greater anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Zhou Gan watched the Seventh Young Master babble, his eyes seeming to confirm something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They soon reached the skies above Jingzhou City, their steeds even galloping along the eaves of wealthy households.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Gan parted from them immediately upon entering the city, heading toward the large courtyard he’d arrived from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa and the Seventh Young Master headed toward Zhao Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they neared, they already saw Zhang Shijie’s courtyard, where their families had gathered, looking up in anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they landed, the steeds beneath them dissolved into colorful clouds, drifting lazily upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Young Master saw his mother and sister rushing toward him, their pace faster than he imagined, their expressions brighter than he dared hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited eagerly for his mother’s praise—then watched as she sprinted past him, heading straight for Zheng Fa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Young Master slowly turned his head, staring at his mother’s uncaring back as she vanished into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, I’m here!” he couldn’t help shouting, wondering if she was so overjoyed she’d mistaken him for someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady waved at him without turning, walking straight to Zheng Fa’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seventh Young Master heard his mother exclaim: “I always thought you had some talent, Zheng Fa, but I never imagined it was this astonishing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest daughter beside her nodded vigorously, equally delighted for Zheng Fa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…This scene matched the Seventh Young Master’s fantasy exactly—except the roles seemed wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Fa, facing Lady, noticed her eyes were red.\u003C\u002Fp>",1381,"2026-06-19T19:16:02.864Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e9f36fc8ce6a54413cd002f2fb037fcb99df32aa6cfdf2927c65d07d236e493a","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-84","cultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-chapter-82",487,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcultivation-i-studied-abroad-in-the-modern-world-cover.jpg"]