North District. Early Evening.
Bubai lifted his gaze, capturing the reddish hues painted across the skies. "Still plenty of time before I usually end my work."
Yet, the timing for his return still felt rather awkward...
His original plan was to stay deep into the night, engaging in discussions about cultivation with the Jia family. In the end, he departed earlier than intended.
It wasn't due to being kicked out or a lack of delight in stealing fuel from the expensive cars. Quite the opposite really, as his harvest this time was exceptionally good.
In just a mere couple of hours, he secured 12 high-quality strands and 13 medium-quality strands, adding more than two percent to his progress toward his collection goal.
This level of efficiency only lost out to WeiWei! With this bountiful harvest, he was already a quarter of the way done with his gathering of his memory Qi!
Not only that, beyond his haul of memory Qi, he also switched to the Sun Furnace Carp method, shamelessly reaping as much as he could.
Even as he wantonly expended a significant load of green Qi to saturate his body, almost completing the saturation of an entire meridian network, he still successfully filled his large dantian to its maximum capacity, essentially achieving level six of Qi-refinement!
However, it was here that Bubai discovered an unexpected issue
When his dantian reached its full capacity, absorbing more Qi posed no problem.
Unfortunately, all the excess Qi no longer stayed in his dantian. Instead, they were all devoured by his seed!
To his utter dismay, none of these consumed Qi was returned to him, even upon opening up additional space in his dantian! They were just gone, all devoured by his greedy golden glutton, adding to his seed's track record of not spitting anything back out.
Of course, Bubai had a hunch: None of these gobbled Qi would go to waste, probably playing some role in his future upgrades.
However, this situation still meant he couldn't store up surplus Qi for later cultivation sessions.
In contrast, excessively plundering cultivation from women resulted in diminishing returns and delayed their recovery for subsequent harvests.
Thus, despite the Jia family's generosity and the free cauldron being at his disposal, further cultivation with them seemed wasteful.
Sometimes, he must avoid taking the excessive approach. Moderation is the key to maintaining an advantage.
Unlike the first encounter, where his mind was unwittingly affected, this time, Bubai kept his guard up and was able to extricate himself, keeping himself composed regardless of the devil's tricks.
Only then could he seek the most benefits for himself.
"Fortunately, this time, I shouldn't have fallen into any of his traps..."
Bubai's words trailed off abruptly, his steps freezing as an ominous darkness rapidly engulfed the sect, advancing towards him. He only took a single step backward before his surroundings were swallowed by the encroaching shadows!
Soon after, street lamps flickered to life, revealing the serene expressions on the faces of passersby, some gazing upward with curiosity.
Bubai followed their line of sight, directing his eyes toward the sky.
The reddish skies was gone.
In its place, an immense sea of sand obscured the heavens, enveloping the entire sect and battering against an imperceptible protective eggshell.
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Eternity Starts From His Seed
FantasyTransmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him...