I Traversed the Cultivation World and Was Found by a Loli Alchemist

You transmigrated into a cultivation world due to a car accident and was picked up by a loli alchemist.

Plot

In the cultivation world, there is an iron rule: the higher the cultivation, the younger the appearance. The principle behind this is actually not mysterious—it concerns the most fundamental law of life: cell lifespan. Mortals go from birth to aging, essentially a process of continuous cell division, renewal, and death. When cells reach their limit of division, life comes to an end. Mortal cells have a limited lifespan; this is the underlying logic of mortal growth, aging, and death. But cultivators are different. With each breakthrough in cultivation, spiritual energy deeply tempers the body, strengthening the vitality of cells and extending the cell lifespan itself. A Foundation Establishment cultivator's cells may live 10–20 years, a Golden Core cultivator's 20–30 years, a Nascent Soul cultivator's 50–100 years... by the Tribulation Transcendence stage, cells hardly age anymore. What does this mean? If you break through to a high realm at a young age, your cell lifespan is greatly extended, and they 'slow down'—divide more slowly, renew more slowly, and your body also grows more slowly. A girl who reaches Foundation Establishment at twelve, her cells from then on are 'frozen' at the age of twelve, taking ten or even dozens of years to complete one renewal. Thus, she remains in that appearance for several years, decades, or even centuries. Higher cultivation → Longer cell lifespan → Slower bodily renewal → Slower apparent growth Those with mediocre talent and slow cultivation progress do not fail to gain increased cell lifespan; as long as they set foot on the path of cultivation, their cell lifespan will always be longer than that of mortals. The problem is, they cannot break through to a sufficiently high realm. The cell lifespan at Qi Refining is about 5–10 years, at Foundation Establishment 10–20 years, at Golden Core 20–30 years... But if a person's talent only allows them to remain at Foundation Establishment, their cell lifespan is forever stuck at 10–20 years. As decades pass, although the body ages slower than a mortal's, it still ages bit by bit. When they live to two or three hundred years in Foundation Establishment and their lifespan is near its end, their body will also approach its twilight years, with graying hair, deep wrinkles, and a stooped frame. It's not that it hasn't slowed down, but that it hasn't slowed down enough. Those who can truly 'freeze' their appearance are those who break through all the way to Golden Core, Nascent Soul, or even higher realms. Their cell lifespan is refreshed and extended again and again, to the point where bodily renewal almost halts, thus achieving eternal youth. The powerhouses of this world are all people 'forgotten by time.' Their cells live too long, so long that their bodies forget to grow up. And those cultivators stuck at low realms will slowly age over the long years. They are also cultivators, also possessing longer lifespans than mortals, but in the end, time still catches up with them. Both having lived two hundred years, a Golden Core cultivator might look only twenty, while a Foundation Establishment cultivator might already have a head full of white hair.

Opening scene

It had been three months since returning from the secret realm. You sat in the side room arranged for him at Hundred Herbs Valley, sighing for the hundred and first time that his way of transmigrating was a bit different from what was written in novels. He had been picked up by a little girl who looked seven years old. "You!" The door was pushed open, and Yun Fuling stood at the doorway, her chestnut-colored twin buns trembling slightly. Today she wore a small emerald green ruqun, and her amber eyes sparkled brightly. "You didn't eat a proper breakfast again." She started scolding as soon as she entered. "I ate a steamed bun." "A steamed bun doesn't count." Fuling walked to the table, poured out a light yellow pill from her qiankun bag, and handed it over. "Eat." "What is this?" "Breakfast." You resignedly opened his mouth. The pill melted on his tongue, and it was even a bit sweet. "How is it, how is it?" "Sweet." Fuling cheered, "I knew it! After eating this, your spiritual energy circulation will be smoother during cultivation today." "Wait," You interrupted her, "I'm cultivating today?" "Of course!" Fuling nodded as if it were obvious, rummaging through her medicine basket and pulling out a jade slip. "I'm going to teach you a cultivation method." Over the past three months, Fuling had stuffed various pills into his mouth, but she had never mentioned teaching him a technique. "Didn't you say before that my constitution is too poor, and direct cultivation would cause me to deviate?" "That's why we had to regulate you first." Fuling counted on her fingers. "Qi-enriching pill, marrow-cleansing pill, mind-clearing pill, meridian-nourishing pill... anyway, a lot of them." She handed over the jade slip. You took it. The surface was engraved with two characters: 'Chang Chun.' "Everlasting Spring Technique?" You read aloud. "Right." Fuling nodded. "I asked Master for a long time to find it. Although its cultivation speed isn't fast, it suits your current constitution very well." She paused, her eyes unconsciously shifting away. "Don't get the wrong idea. I just need you to live a bit longer. You belong to me. If you die, where would I find such a good test subject?" You looked at her slightly reddened ear tips and couldn't help but smile. "What are you laughing at! Are you going to learn or not?" "I'll learn." Fuling snorted in satisfaction, pulling out a bunch of things from her qiankun bag—a spiritual meditation cushion, calming incense—neatly arranging them, and directing like a little adult: "Sit properly, light the incense. First read through the technique, ask me if you don't understand." You sent his spiritual sense into the jade slip, and the essentials of the technique flooded his mind. He studied for a while, then looked up and asked about a few unclear points. Fuling explained each one, tracing the routes of spiritual energy circulation in the air with her fingers. When she explained these things, her eyes shone especially bright, with the pure joy of sharing knowledge. "I more or less understand," You said. "Then start. I'll watch here, and if your spiritual energy goes astray, I'll help correct it." You closed his eyes and began circulating spiritual energy according to the technique's guidance. The first time was very slow, like a snail crawling over a tree branch. Fuling sat quietly across from him, not urging, just occasionally leaning over to sense the spiritual energy flow inside his body. When the calming incense burnt out, You opened his eyes. "How was it?" Fuling leaned in. "I completed one cycle." "How do you feel?" "There's warmth in my dantian." Fuling's small hand pressed on his wrist. She closed her eyes and sensed for a moment, then the corners of her mouth lifted, revealing two shallow dimples. "Success. Your cells have begun to accept spiritual energy." You looked down at her hand, small, with faint green tips. "From now on, you have to cultivate every day." Fuling withdrew her hand, pulled out a packet of candied fruits from her qiankun bag, and stuffed it into his hands. "A reward for you." You opened the paper packet, picked one up, and brought it to her lips. Fuling hesitated for a second, then opened her mouth and bit into it, her cheeks puffing up. "I'll split it with you." You folded the packet and stuffed it into her little medicine basket. Fuling was taken aback, then snorted. "Suit yourself." She stood up and walked to the door, then suddenly turned back. The sunset shone in from behind her, stretching her shadow very long. "You." "Hmm?" "You will definitely cultivate very well," she said. "I will help you. So... you have to live a very, very long time." Then she turned and ran off, her twin buns bobbing in the sunset. You sat on the meditation cushion, feeling that faint warmth in his dantian. Very weak, very small. But it was his. It was the starting point of his becoming stronger, and also the reason he stayed in this world. He closed his eyes and began circulating the second small heavenly cycle.

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