Li Ming returned to his home.
The first thing Li Ming did after coming home was check the information Wei Xan gave him.
He did this because he was suspicious about the authenticity of the information Wei Xan gave him. I mean 200 gold coins for covering information about a mortal, while only 20 silver coins for information on the immortal world.
Li Ming would rather believe that pigs fly than believe that this information was true.
So Li Ming decided to carefully read the information given to him and then confirm whether this information is true through common sense and his somewhat wide range of connections.
Deciding his next course of action, Li Ming sat at his study table with the book that the owner Wei had given him. The bright rays of sunlight came crashing down despite the blockade of curtains. Displaying the intensity of light seen at noon.
Li Ming stared at the rays of sunlight and decided to eat lunch after reading the book.
With that resolution, Li Ming turned his head towards the book on top of the wooden table.
Immortal sects can be seen on every life planet that can sense Qi. The strengths of Immoral sects can vary anywhere from Formation Establishment to Nascent Soul.
To join a Top-tier immortal sect as an outer disciple, a high-quality spiritual root is a must.
There are currently about 1,000 immortal sects within the Ming Dynasty.
The book contains more information on the working system of the 1,000 Immortal Sects in the Ming Dynasty, but that is the gist of the information that Wei Xan provided.
Li Ming was pretty sure he had been scammed by Wei Xan.
Li Ming felt like he was watching a Star Wars movie in his living room. Looks and sounds cool, but is totally fictional.
I mean, seriously, Immortal sects are present on every planet with life that can sense Qi. Does the author of this book know how many planets there are in the universe? Does the author even know how big the Universe is?
Li Ming finished reading the book within 2 hours.
Though Li Ming had his doubts, he had suppressed them to eat lunch peacefully.
Li Ming left his study room for his kitchen, where he prepared fried rice for lunch.
After thoroughly enjoying his lunch, Li Ming had to get his mind to the headache called-- Immortal Sect.
Li Ming forced himself to rise from his seat, his limbs heavy with uncertainty, and made his way toward the study.
The room greeted him with quiet familiarity—a space lined with storage cabinets filled with scrolls and documents, all centered around a solitary wooden table. As he stepped inside, the faint scent of aged paper and ink stirred something in him.
Was the information that Owner Wei gave him false?
What if his silver coins went down the drain?
His precious money disappeared into thin air in front of his eyes.
Sure, 20 silver coins were nothing but a drop of water in his ocean of wealth.
But Li Ming treasured every single bit of his wealth
Because his wealth was his life.
Wealth was the only thing that guaranteed his safety in this unfamiliar world.
And if the cost of becoming a cultivator is abandoning that wealth.
The only protection that Li Ming had.
Is it Worth it?
Doubt crept in like a shadow.
But he pushed those doubts aside.
Because he had already made his decision.