Ning Zheng was unclear about the development plans of Future Manor mentioned in the evaluations.

But the free analysis from these people seemed more worthwhile to Ning Zheng.

Moreover.

Ning Zheng himself was just a country villager and had never seen much of the world; his level of understanding was basically the same as these inexperienced blacksmiths.

Even his perspective could not provide higher insight than the players.

After observing the forum discussions for a while, blacksmiths, spirit farmers, alchemists, Hairpin Ladies… every profession was earnestly discussing, believing their automated running of the manor was already on track.

With the increasing division of professions within the manor, it was impossible to focus on everything. Appointing responsible people and delegating authority was the best option.

The influence was to earn resources for oneself, while the core goal was cultivation.

Thus.

Ning Zheng began to research his own cultivation.

After just breaking through to the Three Elements Realm, he hadn't seriously cultivated yet.

Three Elements.

Essence Realm, Qi Yuan Realm, Divine Essence Realm.

The difference between each realm was immense.

After all.

The fewer the realms as one progresses, the more terrifying the gap between realms becomes!

In Pingchang City, only those with Divine Essence Realm could be considered top families.

Like the three major families in Pingchang City before, for example, the Blood Separation Flower family from the Demon Cultivator circle, and the Shi Family.

Meanwhile, Essence and Qi Yuan belonged to third-line and second-line families in the city respectively.

"So, to cross into the Divine Essence Realm, one must be comparable to the ancestors from the three tombs."

Ning Zheng pondered.

The Blood Separation Flower family had three Divine Essence Realm members and fled the Xinyi Continent City with even more ancestors, surely making them top-notch among the Middle Grade families.

Nearly approaching Upper Grade, just lacking a talented breakthrough to the Two-Phase Realm to break the hierarchy.

Unfortunately, Li Youzhu loved causing trouble, ruining everything.

This was the opposite case to the tomb ancestors who acted to the detriment of the living at home.

Even harming the Shi Family, generational marriage allies who were unaware of their plight, considering themselves as difficult brothers, still supporting each other now.

Do you have a clear conscience?

Ning Zheng quickly made calculations:

"100,000 Qi Fortune Value for a Minor Realm."

"Now I have 6,000 Qi Fortune a day, 100,000 in seventeen days of Qi Fortune, a breakthrough in a Three Elements Minor Realm, and that speed is still okay!"

But with Qi Fortune available, how could one fortunately elevate the realm of the soul?

Previously, in the Ninth Grade of the Body, very "fortunately" blindly rushing to open the Five Elements and Four Viscera without damage.

Now, elevating the soul, one couldn't recklessly charge blindly; how should this fortune be utilized?

Ning Zheng contemplated, initiating his first cultivation in the Three Elements Realm.

"It's said that cultivation in the Three Elements Realm carries certain risks."

Rustle!

He slightly closed his eyes, entering meditation.

Five Elements external circulation, Four Viscera internal circulation.

The dual circulation of blood surged within his body like a great river rushing, flowing faster and faster, promoting the blooming of the Three Flowers atop his head.

At this moment, it seemed that the circulating blood in his flesh served as a vase, nurturing flowers.

Rustle.

Instantly, brilliance radiated, flowers blossomed.

Ning Zheng felt three fresh flowers atop his head emerging, sprouting buds, roots, always growing, always growing, breaking through the clouds overhead.

Rustle!

He seemed to enter a soul-out-of-body perspective, abruptly thrusting into the high sky.

The mountains, manor, and prisons below grew ever smaller.

Gradually, he saw the neighboring Pingchang City, the massive city wall coming into view but swiftly shrinking.

Ning Zheng gradually rose skyward, feeling lighter and lighter, like a gust of wind or a cloud.

Is this the Dharma Aspect… entering the stars?

Ning Zheng couldn't help but ponder; he indeed resembled those gigantic Dharma Aspects, entering the sky, transforming into stars.

However, now he was in the Three Elements Realm, not Dharma Aspect ascending, but Three Flowers ascending.

Rustle!

He traversed the gray clouds, swirling, drifting in the sky, surrounded by the heavy tones of an oil painting.

Suddenly.

"Hahaha, free from the head's cage, swimming in the world to enjoy freedom!"

From the cloud layer, a hearty and bold laugh echoed by his ear, drifting with the wind.

It seemed someone like Ning Zheng was also wandering through the cloud layers.

Free from the head's cage?

Could this refer to now?

Quite fitting indeed!

Without hearing the voice, Ning Zheng felt it was an extremely bold burly man, about to turn his head, shouting: "Fellow Cultivator!"

Yet he suddenly flew higher and higher, moving away from the man standing on the cloud's edge.

Ning Zheng continued flying upward.

He felt like a seedling breaking through layers of rock, pushing through the dark soil, sand, mud, breaking the ground, about to see the clear and wide sky.

Surrounding him flashed with booming thunder and lightning, entering the thunderous layer, with rampant electricity.

Golden thunder clouds flowed above overlapping dark clouds, suddenly hosting a quiet poet, head downward, feet upward, standing with an umbrella in the cloudy celestial river, drifting, solemnly singing:

"The rain is a river suspended in the sky, the umbrella is a boat skimming the sky."

"I walk upside down in the sky, yet my feet remain grounded!"

Bizarre.

Absurd.

Fantastic.

Watching this scene, these words emerged within Ning Zheng.

This cloud layer gathered some indescribable beings, singing, murmuring…

He saw people joyously laughing and humming ancient songs within the cloud layer:

"I push open the sky windows of my head, touch the stars, feel the sun and moon, read the truths this world leaves me."

Ning Zheng continued to rise, fiercely rushing upward, seemingly breaking through some membrane.

Crack!

A shocking thunder.

Suddenly, a darkness enveloped his vision!

Ning Zheng regained his senses, and the surroundings were already calm.

After passing through the cloud layers, he found himself amidst a mysterious flower garden, surrounded by brightness, as if he was in a fairy-tale world filled with vibrant colors.

In front of him was a sea of flowers, where he transformed into one among the countless blossoms, unable to speak or make a sound.

His location was at the corner of a thatched hut, a quite ordinary dwelling that now appeared extraordinarily large.

I ascended to the high altitude, passed through the cloud layers, and became a flower?

Whose house is this?

Where am I now?

He couldn't help but think.

Unable to come to any conclusion, he soon calmed down.

He felt that the place was filled with dense, special spiritual Qi, pure, sweet, and free.

As a flower, he could absorb the spiritual Qi here, taking in the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of plants and trees, and enhance his soul's strength.

——Is this how the Three Elements Realm cultivates?

Ning Zheng pondered, feeling enlightened.

"Pass through the cloud layers, enter the flower garden, become a flower, absorb spiritual Qi?"

"Cultivating these three flowers is quite intriguing!"

Thus, he slowly cultivated, breathing in the heavens and earth, enjoying the tranquility of time.

He became one of the countless flowers, indulging in the gentle breeze of heaven and earth in this nursery of blooms, absorbing spiritual Qi.

Silently feeling the vast and boundless nature of heaven and earth.

Click.

Suddenly the door of the hut opened, and the flowers at the corner swayed in the breeze, making Ning Zheng whirl around.

A little boy came bouncing out.

"Mom, mom, there's a big parade on the street."

"Hmm, I heard a parade is entering the city, they would give out wedding candies, let's go get some."

"Candies are delicious."

Ning Zheng faintly heard the sound of drums and gongs, as if something was being celebrated, and the surrounding people were rushing over, seeming to join the excitement.

Vaguely, Ning Zheng thought he heard the voice of the Sword Fairy shouting in the center of the crowd: "Capital City is so lively, so lively!"

Ning Zheng: ?

Have I been tormented too long by the sand sculpture blacksmith, causing my mind to be dazed?

"Mom, look, there's a flower here with two leaves."

"The crooked flowers should be pulled out soon, or they'll spoil."

Sizzle.

A vast and giant child's hand approached.

The chubby hand reached to pick the flower next to Ning Zheng, a flower that was quite special among the cluster, only having two petals.

The flower instantly emitted a sharp scream that seemed audible only to its kind, "No, no, no!!!"

Seeing this made Ning Zheng shiver, feeling like someone pulled out his own head, utterly shocked.

The little boy showed a gentle and cute smile, looking at the flower Ning Zheng had transformed into: "A complete three flowers, do grow well."

Ning Zheng couldn't speak or make a sound, feeling as if he had completely transformed into a plant, unable to do anything.

The little boy and his mother happily left: "It's so lively now."

"Indeed," said the mother's voice, "I see many new faces recently while serving dishes at the tavern. Earned quite a bit of tips, will make sure you study well and become a mighty Immortal."

The parade in the distance gradually quieted down, as Ning Zheng continued to cultivate, absorbing the spiritual Qi between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, he felt some horror.

The surrounding flowers, are they the same as me?

He spent several two-hours there, after the energy saturated, he felt he had to leave.

His body was like a vase, the three flowers photosynthesizing, absorbing sunlight, filling the empty vase step by step, then he must return to digest this energy thoroughly before coming back.

"Flesh as a vase, three flowers nourish the spirit."

He chose to leave silently, descending anew, and at the moment of descent, the flowers at the corner withered.

Crash!

Ning Zheng fell from the high sky, slid back down, and landed onto the earth.

Following the soft slender roots of his three flowers, he descended from the sky back into his mind.

Ning Zheng felt this was an incredibly fantastic adventure.

"Wandering the skies, an indescribable beautiful flower garden, truly a fascinating dream-like experience."

So, this is how the Three Elements Cultivators cultivate.

During his descent through the cloud layers, he encountered strange sounds and terrifying scenes in the high skies.

The dark clouds were stacked in mid-air.

It seemed like a multitude of malicious presences intercepted him, eyeing greedily at this flower full of energy, the vase filled to the brim.

Various unknown monsters, images, emerged one after another.

Even farther away, some ancient and massive beings slowly twisted their forms and appeared.

"It's opened, opened, the seed has finally broken its shell, growing into long juicy flowers in the garden!"

The mighty timeless figure wasn't even in sight, yet full of malice, akin to a giant figure gazing at the soil, watching the seed breaking its shell, showing childlike excitement:

"In this dangerous nursery, despite the harsh environment, a breakthrough was made through gravel layers, cloud layers, thunder layers, growing above the surface, seeing the sky, sprouting! The seed sprouted! What a beautiful tricolored flower!"

It suddenly reached out to grab Ning Zheng's blossom!

Poof!

Ning Zheng deftly dodged.

The mighty figure floating amid the clouds revealed regret and overflowing malice.

Ning Zheng glimpsed at it during his descent:

What the hell is this? Has already found a path to death, call the blacksmith to handle him later.

Crash~

Continue descending along the cloud layers.

He unexpectedly encountered another shadow amidst the sea of clouds.

It was a person smiling, swaying with glee like a twisting seaweed, his elongated form extremely eerie, speaking in an odd tone:

"In ancient times, I planted some seeds underground, today reaping a garden full of flowers and fruits~"

...

Crash.

Ning Zheng returned, the three flowers entered his body.

"So many ghostly things."

He opened his eyes, surrounded by a quiet and serene room.

He stood up, pushing open the window, the snow falling softly from the window sill.

Outside was a snowy courtyard, an ancient well silently situated there, along with the three snowmen built by Su Yuniang and Ning Jiaojiao, wrapped with red scarves, their eyes made of small stones.

Everything remained as usual, as if it had all just been a fantasy.