Chapter 6: Innate Dao Body?

Soon after, Wang Ping'an completed the Soul Salvation of all the dead souls of chickens, ducks and fish, gaining a total of 13 Merit points; his spirit was exhausted, his whole body was utterly fatigued, and he could no longer hold on, instantly falling into a deep sleep.

Until waves of hunger rose around him like a tide, jolting Wang Ping'an awake from his slumber; he found himself once again lying in his mother's arms, the sky already dark, yet the ancestral hall was filled with blazing firelight.

A group of elders and youngsters gathered together, chatting and laughing!

Liu Dongzhu lay on a bamboo chair, covered with a cotton blanket; though she said nothing, her pallid face showed a faint smile.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!!!"

Wang Ping'an burst into a loud cry again; after all, he was just a newborn infant who couldn't speak, able only to attract attention with his wailing.

"Dongzhu, your child's cry is so loud that no one in our village can match it; just by looking we can tell he has a promising future!"

By the fire pit, an elderly woman laughed heartily.

"Indeed, my Ping'an is the most promising!"

Zhang Guihua giggled, her old face full of happiness; although her family had produced a brute, with this grandson the old Wang Family now had an heir, so she pretended the brute didn't exist, and worried: "Ping'an suddenly cried; did he poop?"

Liu Dongzhu hurriedly checked, saw that Wang Ping'an left no trace of pooping or peeing, and shook her head.

Zhang Guihua spoke again: "It must be hunger!"

Liu Dongzhu then loosened the blanket, lifted the clothing, and pressed a food pouch to Wang Ping'an's mouth.

"Ding! Gained Growth Energy +1!"

Mechanical, crisp voices rang in Wang Ping'an's mind, filling his little face with pure satisfaction; after he was fed, he reluctantly released the food pouch and let out a belch.

A woman looked at Wang Ping'an enviously and said, "Dongzhu, your child can eat a lot; he will surely grow up healthy and strong!"

A smug smile tugged at Wang Ping'an's mouth; he ignored the surrounding aunties' flattery—of course he could grow up healthy. With a thought, he silently whispered "system", and a light panel instantly appeared before his eyes.

Human Infant Growth System

Host: Wang Ping'an

Level: lv0

Energy: 21/100

Merit: 14

Talents: Kind-Hearted Intent 【Entry Level】, A Touch of Lofty Qi 【Entry Level】, Motherly Love, Dao Heart 【Entry Level】, Sword Bone 【Entry Level】

Skills: Soul Salvation 【Entry Level】, Technique 【Entry Level】

…

Wang Ping'an stared at the string of text on the light panel, noting that each talent and skill now had a '+' sign; after thinking, he decided to upgrade the Technique first, not because the other talents and skills were unimportant.

Especially the skill—Soul Salvation, which is a major source of Merit.

But now he is still an infant, unable even to walk, let alone encounter the dead; even today, to perform Soul Salvation on chickens, ducks and fish, he needed his grandmother to carry him, so a higher Soul Salvation level would be hard to use.

It's better to upgrade the Technique first; at least it can strengthen the Sword Qi within his body, giving him self‑protection.

He hadn't forgotten the words Dong Qing and Xuanqing Daozhang had said not long ago: this world contains demons and monsters, and in their eyes he is a tasty delicacy; he dares not gamble his life on luck.

"Ding! You spent 10 Merit to upgrade the skill—Technique, Entry Level → Proficient!"

As a flash of golden light vanished, a mechanical, crisp voice rang in Wang Ping'an's mind; a smile appeared on his face as he subconsciously activated the Technique.

He could vaguely feel that the dense aura swarming from all around had become much stronger, the vast majority seeping through his pores into his body, while a small portion slowly flowed into his mother's body, repairing her injuries and strengthening her physique.

"What's happening?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice rang out, drawing the idle chatterers by the fire; the speaker turned out to be Xuanqing Daozhang, muttering incomprehensibly.

Wang Lin quickly rose from his seat, hurried over, and asked, "Daozhang, what's wrong!"

"You two continue reciting the Great Compassion Sutra!"

Xuanqing Daozhang gave a command to the two young disciples beside him, glanced up at Wang Ping'an in Liu Dongzhu's arms, rose, hurried over, examined him, then said to Wang Lin beside him, "Wang patron, your grandson is a blessed person!"

"Xuanqing Daozhang, didn't you already say? My grandson is a Great Benevolent Person Reincarnation!"

Wang Lin chuckled, his face full of pride; his grandson's birth and Xuanqing Daozhang's words—that his grandson was a Great Benevolent Person Reincarnation—somewhat eased his remorse over having produced a brute worse than a pig or dog, and he said:

"Since he is a Great Benevolent Person Reincarnation, my grandson is naturally a blessed person!"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled and said, "Wang patron, I wish to take your grandson as a disciple; what do you think?"

The 'blessed' he mentioned differs from what Wang Lin thought; his 'blessed' refers to the fortune of cultivation.

No one expected that the wandering spiritual qi of the world would converge from all directions around Wang Ping'an, seeping through his pores into his body, and also a small portion into Liu Dongzhu's body.

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This may be the legendary Innate Dao Body!

How could he not be moved?

Wang Lin hesitated and said, "Xuanqing Daozhang, the old Wang Family follows a single lineage."

Xuanqing Daozhang laughed, "Wang patron, you misunderstand; my lineage can marry and bear children!"

Wang Lin asked in surprise, "Then Xuanqing Daozhang, you…"

"It's merely a personal choice!"

Xuanqing Daozhang chuckled self‑deprecatingly, didn't want to continue the topic, and changed the subject: "Wang patron, regarding your grandson, I already mentioned that in the eyes of demons and monsters he may be a tasty delicacy, attracting countless monsters; although he has Dong Daxia's sword‑qi protection, he may still encounter even stronger demons, and seeking help from others is less reliable than relying on oneself. I will teach him skills, at least giving him self‑protection!"

"I disagree!"

Just as Wang Lin was about to agree, a dissatisfied voice sounded from outside, and Guo Xuesong walked in, angry, "My disciple intends to study and become a top scholar; how can he become a Daoist with you?"

"Scholar Sir!", "Scholar Sir!", "Scholar Sir..."

With Guo Xuesong's arrival, a group of uncles and aunties by the fire pit rose from their seats, greeting enthusiastically.

Guo Xuesong nodded, then said to Wang Lin, "Brother Old Wang, the matter you asked of me, I have written into a letter and asked someone to deliver it to that brute!"

Wang Lin, while preparing a memorial tomb for Wang Ruhai, asked Guo Xuesong to write a letter severing the father‑son ties and have him deliver it to Wang Ruhai.

"Scholar Sir, what's wrong with becoming a Daoist?"

Xuanqing Daozhang replied discontentedly.

(This chapter ends)