If it were an ordinary child, they might not feel the spiritual energy and would stop practicing. But Mo Tian Ge had never thought of giving up.

  After her mothers death, she lived in her ancestral home and didnt feel any affection at all. For a child with a sensitive heart, it was like living through the years. In such an environment, she missed her father more and more, whom she had never met before, especially after learning that her father might have possessed magical powers, this feeling of longing became even stronger.

  She didnt know that the cultivators in the immortal world were all sensing the spiritual energy entering their bodies in a very dense and rich spiritual aura, while the scattered cultivators in the mortal world often didnt have such detailed knowledge and didnt even know what it meant for spiritual energy to enter the body. It wasnt until after many years of cultivation that they would discover the appearance of spiritual energy.

  Cultivation has its differences, but theres no one to ask. The only thing to do is to go to the library and flip through the books. Unfortunately, in this mundane world, its already rare to find two books related to the cultivation world. No matter how hard she searched, she couldnt find any useful information.

  Although she couldnt feel the spiritual energy, she still sat in meditation every night. In her free time, she carefully thought about the Su Nu Jue and the knowledge that her ancestors had imprinted on her mind, hoping to find some inspiration from it. Although there were many things she didnt understand yet, she firmly believed that they would be useful someday.

  Months passed in the blink of an eye, and she still hadnt cultivated her spiritual energy. However, her studies had made tremendous progress. The cultivation had enhanced her memory, and her comprehension was no longer like that of a seven-year-old child. Later on, Master even allowed her to skip classes and just read and write on her own, coming to ask him only when she didnt understand something. Mo Tian Ge spent her days cooped up in the library. This made the other children extremely envious, especially Tian Jun and Tian Qiao.

  When they found out that she was doing well in her studies, Eldest Uncle and Eldest Aunt treated her much better. They asked Tian Jun to ask her questions he didnt understand, which made Tian Jun feel both envious and jealous. He wanted to find an opportunity to bully her but didnt have the guts. The happiest person was Tian Qiao, who had always found studying a headache. With Tian Ge by her side, she now had someone to help her with her homework.

  Only Zhengs family, her attitude towards me is still the same, didnt give me a good face, just as if I was a non-existent person at home.

  However, Mò Tiān Gē was not concerned about this at all. Since she had learned about the Xīu Xiān world and knew that her father was also a cultivator, there was only one thought in her mind - to cultivate successfully and leave here to find her father.

  Going to school, working, and cultivating were her entire life. Although sometimes thinking of her mother would make her sad, finding her fathers wish outweighed everything.

  Day by day, even the time spent playing with Tian Qiao was not much. Tian Qiao was being forced by her mother to learn domestic skills, and every time she came to play, it was with an extremely envious gaze, because no one forced her to learn these things. But in Tian Ges heart, she thought that Tian Qiao was actually the happy one, because if you were favored, your elders would be strict with you.

  Another day of cultivation yielded no results, and Mo Tian Ge woke up from his meditation.

  She has gotten used to this state, every time she sits down, her mind automatically enters meditation, and when she wakes up, she feels refreshed.

  Look up and see that the sky is still dark, but the moonlight is bright. The moons color is white as a piece of plain silk, shining through the window onto the bed.

  She involuntarily stretched out her hand, wanting to scoop up the moonlight. All she saw was that in the palm of her hand, the full moonlight rippled and shone brightly and warmly. She couldnt help but feel a little dazed.

  She still remembers asking her mother, "Can the moon be plucked?" Her mother smiled and stretched out her hand, scooping up a handful of moonlight in front of her, saying, "No need to pluck it down, theres already beautiful moonlight."

  At this thought, Mo Tian Ges eyes suddenly felt hot. It had been almost three months now, her mother had passed away in autumn and now it was already winter. She tried hard to control herself from thinking of her mother, diligently reading books, diligently practicing, but... she still missed her mother so much.

  Tears kept falling down, she wanted to cry again. Mother...

  Suddenly, a light appeared at the corner of her eye, getting brighter and brighter. She forgot to cry, staring blankly at her wrist.

  It was a string of glass beads, which her mother had found especially when she was dying, saying it was her fathers thing. When she picked up the beads, she didnt know where to put them, and when she put them on her hand, they fit perfectly, circling tightly around her wrist without feeling uncomfortable at all. So, she just wore them like that.

  But she had been wearing the pearl for so long that she hadnt noticed anything unusual, only thinking that the pearl was beautiful, each one perfectly white and flawless. Moreover, it wasnt cold or hot, and when worn on her body, she felt calm in her heart.

  At this time, the string of pearls on her wrist was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was burning. The light was also getting brighter, from a small grain of rice-sized light, growing bigger and bigger, slowly spreading over her hand, her leg, until it surrounded her entire body.

  The song of the wild sky suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then he arrived in a completely dark world.

  In this world, there is no light, nothing exists, only empty space.

  In the midst of this darkness, a faint light suddenly appeared. The light was first a point, then extended into a line, and that line grew longer and longer. Suddenly it transformed into a meteor, shooting towards her from afar with great force.

  She didnt have time to cry out before being pierced by that white light——

  Cool. She originally thought that feeling would be painful, but it wasnt, just cool, that cool air, first starting from the wrist, slowly flowing along the meridian to the shoulder, and then down, all the way to the dantian.

  The light enters the dantian, and in it, it wanders around, circling around, slowly, and then other lights flow in, thread by thread, gathering into a cluster, gradually turning into a small ball. That small ball stays inside, from time to time separating out lights that travel through the meridians, finally returning to the small ball, forming a cycle.

  She suddenly opened her eyes.

  Carefully sensing the condition of the body, indeed, there is a thread of cool energy flowing between the meridians, constantly circulating and then gathering in the dantian.

  Upon discovering this situation, Mo Tian Ge was suddenly delighted.

  This must be the spiritual energy mentioned in the ancient martial art!

  She hastily sat cross-legged again, ready to run a cycle of the Heavenly Circuit as described in the manual.

  Carefully guiding this vital energy through certain acupoints, nourishing the body, and finally returning to the dantian. Until this vital energy stably stays in the dantian, Mo Tian Ge stopped his qigong practice.

  She finally reached the state of spiritual energy entering her body.

  She ended her spiritual energy circulation and hurriedly went to look at the pearl on her wrist.

  At this time, the pearl had lost its dazzling white light and was still as before, each one shining brightly and transparently, without any luster, stuck to her wrist.

  But she was certain that it wasnt her own illusion just now, this pearl must be a treasure left by Father!

  Thinking of this, Mo Tian Ge became even more excited. Father must have known that she would cultivate immortal techniques, so he left behind this treasure to help her cultivate, and then later she could go find him.

  However, she still didnt understand what was going on with this bead. For so long, there had been nothing unusual about it, but today, when her tears fell onto it, a spiritual energy appeared. Was it because of the tears?