Starting with 50 Spirit Stones and 2 Hours with My Senior Sister as Daoist Consort

Li Chuan lingered in the newbie zone for a few days—then noticed his spirit stones were nearly gone.

That spending pace—truly, you only regret not having more Spirit Stones when they’re flying out.

But splashing cash like a big shot? Felt damn good, no lie.

Unlike other cultivators, wringing one Spirit Stone like it’s ten, terrified of missing a wisp of its spiritual energy.

Li Chuan headed back to Small World No. 43 for Spirit Plants.

This time, he brought a few newbie junior sisters.

They hadn’t hit Qi Refining yet, and they were young, but in the mortal world, they’d be martial arts masters.

Beasts in Spirit Plant small worlds were scarce anyway—Small World No. 43 had been open so long, most monsters were wiped out.

Dangerous Tier 1 Spirit Plants barely moved, and regular wild animals? No real threat to them.

Since they couldn’t fly, Li Chuan dropped them at a spot, told them to wait, and went hunting Spirit Plants solo.

He handed them some Spirit Talismans for protection—just in case.

For these junior sisters, tagging along to Small World No. 43 was early exposure—broadened their horizons.

Biggest perk? After Li Chuan’s crash course, they were leagues ahead of their peers.

Their cultivation path would be smoother from here.

Not just the fat stack of Spirit Stones they’d earned—way more resources than others—but their Dao hearts were already steps ahead.

After nearly half a month, Li Chuan finally maxed all four categories of his Spirit Planting to level 10.

[Spirit Planting]: Tier 1, Level 1, 0/1

Spirit Plant Identification: Level 10

Spirit Land Identification: Level 10

Spirit Seed Cultivation: Level 10

Spirit Plant Growing: Level 10

At level 10, he could start leveling Spirit Planting itself. Once it hit Tier 2, he’d learn talisman crafting.

Fast, huh?

Spirit Planting’s rank wasn’t just for show—it boosted his knack for spotting Spirit Plants and Spirit Lands. For a maxed-out Li Chuan, it juiced his success rate and speed even more.

Think of it like this: before, he could glance at a four-digit equation and solve it. Now? He could nail dozens at once.

Plus, bonuses for Spirit Seed Cultivation and Spirit Plant Growing.

A chance to bump up seed quality, straight-up boost yields, cut growth time, even trigger mutations.

He’d asked about Spirit Plant Growing too.

The Yin-Yang Sect rented out Spirit Fields and soils, but he did the math—even contracting all available Tier 1 Spirit Fields, he’d pull maybe a few thousand Spirit Stones a year.

Honestly? Beneath him—way beneath him.

With his skills, growing Spirit Grain, flowers, or trees was no sweat, and he’d rake in more.

But their growth cycles were long—shortest Spirit Grain took a year or two. Even if he nabbed every rentable plot in the sect, it’d be just ten or twenty thousand Spirit Stones a year.

Still not worth his time.

Main issue? Lousy Spirit Fields. Most leases ran 20 or 50 years—he couldn’t wait for someone’s to lapse.

So his plan stayed Small Worlds for now.

Once that new Spirit Vein got rolling and opened fresh worlds, he’d ease into Spirit Plant Growing.

No rush—perfect time to push Tier 1 Spirit Planting to level 10.

He’d checked with Mo Xiangling about the new Spirit Vein a couple days back. She was too gorgeous—and unlike Chu Mengyou, not a frequent fling—so he couldn’t resist hitting her up again.

Off-topic—back to the Spirit Vein.

Per Mo Xiangling, Qingzhou Branch seniors were digging Top-Grade Spirit Stones from it. Once those were out, the Spirit Vein was fair game.

Qingzhou Branch was Minshan Branch’s boss—overseeing all Qingzhou sub-sects, the strongest Yin-Yang Sect arm there.

Digging Top-Grade Spirit Stones? Standard big-sect move.

Those stones could spawn mines or veins—priceless.

A Spirit Vein’s Top-Grade haul wasn’t something Minshan Branch’s caliber could guard, so stripping them was a must.

The Spirit Vein was set—losing the Top-Grade stuff just capped its growth, no other harm.

Those Top-Grade Spirit Stones would shine elsewhere.

So branching out to Qingzhou Branch? Not urgent.

Plus, he was weak—needed Foundation Establishment and the Sect Leader’s backing for privileges.

Without that, even with the Yin-Yang Sect’s strict no-killing rules, someone jealous of his cash might still shank him.

Li Chuan’s eyes flicked from his little black book when a crowd zipped overhead nearby.

“Middle of the night—this dedicated?” he muttered.

It was past midnight.

He and his junior sisters didn’t crash in caves at night—just camped open-air.

He loved the raw, free vibe—blending with nature, unshackled, like he was one with it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. In that passing crowd, one figure stood out—dazzling.

Clad in fiery red armor, wielding a matching spear—face unclear, but that curvy frame wrapped in armor? Eye-catching from afar.

Su Yaoyue!

The outer sect’s reigning Qi Refining beauty queen—Su Yaoyue.

Mo Xiangling’s Mission Hall gig kept her off the radar, but Su Yaoyue snagging top spot out of nowhere? She wasn’t slacking.

Mysterious as hell—Li Chuan hadn’t met her, but Chu Mengyou dished: before joining, she’d been a general in a tiny cultivation nation. Hunted, cornered, she’d thrown herself into the Yin-Yang Sect’s arms.

He clocked her instantly—that fiery armor.

Cultivators rarely wore armor—especially low-tiers, sticking to Magic Weapon robes.

Armor’s Magic Weapon gear was pricey—each piece array-laden, a defensive item on its own. Linked up, it outclassed robes by miles.

Low-tier folks barely scraped by for cultivation—who’d splurge on armor? Better buy pills and climb realms.

Beast too tough? Pick a weaker one!

Task target too strong? Grab a job to kill a first-level Qi Refining cultivator!