Spiritual Energy Revival (4): 

Gu Juntian’s body’s original owner could cook.

The original owner’s parents were very strict with him, so he developed strong self-care abilities from a young age. Later, when he often went on missions, he frequently had to handle his own meals, so his cooking skills became quite good.

Before he was seriously injured, whenever he occasionally returned to the Demon Control Bureau, he would bring his adopted son Zhou Qinghao back to the dormitory and cook for him.

At that time, the original owner was full of fatherly love toward Zhou Qinghao.

But in recent years, he hadn’t done such things anymore.

Gu Juntian took out the rare treasures the original owner had carefully stored away and made a few dishes, then went next door to knock on the door.

Standing at the doorway, Zhou Qinghao suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, opened the door, and saw Gu Juntian holding a tray of food.

Gu Juntian hadn’t expected Zhou Qinghao to open the door so quickly, and was a bit surprised. Then he smiled and said, “Qinghao, I made some food. Let’s eat together.”

Zhou Qinghao saw the food container in Gu Juntian’s hand and nodded.

Gu Juntian smiled, opened the food container, and invited Zhou Qinghao to eat with him.

After the spiritual energy revival, people discovered that some places were rich in spiritual energy while others were weak.

The Demon Control Bureau was located in a place where spiritual energy was abundant. On the land where the Bureau stood, even casually planted vegetables would grow into spiritual plants.

The food in the Bureau’s cafeteria was made from those spiritual plants grown in the aura-rich land.

Zhou Qinghao often ate such food, but what Gu Juntian had brought was not ordinary spiritual plants.

Zhou Qinghao tasted a bite and immediately realized that the dishes were made from rare heavenly treasures, filled with powerful spiritual energy.

Because he possessed the Celestial Spirit Body, he could fully absorb this energy. As a result, after eating, his body felt warm, the fatigue he’d been carrying for many days vanished instantly, and even his cultivation increased slightly.

“Godfather!” Zhou Qinghao looked at Gu Juntian. “Godfather, these are your treasured stores…”

“These can hardly be called my treasures—many of these things, you were the one who found for me,” Gu Juntian replied.

Zhou Qinghao was a very filial child. Every time he went out, he would intentionally search for rare treasures beneficial to the body and bring them back for the original owner.

“These are offerings I gave to you, Godfather…”

“They’re useless for me to eat. You should eat them instead,” Gu Juntian said.

Zhou Qinghao carefully looked at Gu Juntian and saw warmth in his eyes.

It was something he had always wanted to see in his godfather, but when he actually saw it, he couldn’t help but panic.

All this time, he’d been so focused on worrying about not having a home in the future that he had forgotten one thing—

His godfather’s health had been deteriorating year by year!

Before, with his blood and countless heavenly treasures sustaining him, his godfather had managed to barely maintain his health. But today, his godfather said his blood no longer worked.

And now, his godfather was even giving him the treasures to eat.

Zhou Qinghao, as the Bureau’s second-in-command, knew well that many of the Bureau’s resources had been obtained by him.

He also knew very clearly how many heavenly treasures his godfather had consumed over the years.

He knew that his godfather had been unwilling to die.

But now—his godfather was giving the treasures to him. Was this acceptance of fate? Or was his body finally reaching its limit?

Didn’t Doctor Liu and the Daoist masters say his godfather still had ten years of life left?

Ten years. His godfather could only live another ten years.

A wave of dread surged in Zhou Qinghao’s heart.

This was something he had long known. Before, although close to his godfather, he had accepted this fact and only wanted his godfather to feel better while still alive.

But now, when he thought of his godfather dying, he couldn’t help but panic.

“This meal was made by my own hands, Qinghao. Don’t waste it,” Gu Juntian said.

Zhou Qinghao took a deep breath, started eating, and circulated his spiritual power at the same time.

Only this way could he calm himself.

This time, his godfather’s attitude toward him had changed greatly, and his own feelings toward his godfather had shifted as well.

The emotions he had suppressed for years because of his godfather’s indifference surged uncontrollably today.

If he weren’t used to keeping a cold expression, he might not have been able to restrain his emotions.

Zhou Qinghao ate silently, while Gu Juntian kept watching him.

The child truly was quiet, rarely speaking.

But the way he obediently ate—how could it not look endearing?

Gu Juntian had already made up his mind: he would give Zhou Qinghao all the beneficial treasures the original owner had hoarded.

In fact, giving them to the original owner had been a waste! Only by giving them to Zhou Qinghao could their value be fully realized.

Thinking of this, Gu Juntian also recalled the original storyline.

In that version, the original owner had also invited Zhou Qinghao to dinner today, but had laced the food with something harmful to his soul.

The original owner was truly despicable!

Gu Juntian didn’t eat much dinner. When Zhou Qinghao finished, he got up to clean up and prepared to leave.

“Godfather, let me clean up,” Zhou Qinghao said. “I’ll wash everything and return it to you tomorrow.”

“Alright.” Since Zhou Qinghao said so, Gu Juntian didn’t refuse and returned to his room first.

He had transmigrated that morning and had been busy all day. Now, at night, he needed to figure out how to solve his body’s cultivation problem.

Previously, Gu Juntian hadn’t cared much about his short lifespan or aging body.

The original owner still had ten years left, which was enough time to raise the Bureau’s members’ strength and eliminate the newly risen demon kings and ghost kings.

After ten years, even if he died, it wouldn’t matter.

He was Zhou Qinghao’s godfather, the Bureau’s director. The Bureau had defeated the demon and ghost kings under his leadership. Future generations would surely remember him.

But now, he didn’t want to die anymore.

With the revival of spiritual energy, the world was growing more dangerous.

Who knew if even stronger demon or ghost kings would appear in the future?

Would Zhou Qinghao be hurt then?

Since Zhou Qinghao cared so much for him, he wanted to care for Zhou Qinghao as well, to protect him.

In any case, he didn’t want to die.

Gu Juntian sat cross-legged on the bed and tried absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

While he was searching for a solution to his condition, Zhou Qinghao left the dormitory to find Doctor Liu.

Doctor Liu was someone who had also awakened a special ability.

Before awakening, he was a traditional Chinese doctor. Afterward, he stayed at the Bureau to treat people.

He was also an old member of the Bureau, more than ten years older than Gu Juntian. But although he was fifty now, because he had lived for so long in the Bureau’s auspicious location and had been cultivating for the past seven years, he looked at most like someone in his early thirties—by appearance alone, he could even pass as Gu Juntian’s son.

Realizing this made Zhou Qinghao feel even worse.

“Doctor Liu, can my godfather’s body be cured?” Zhou Qinghao asked directly.

Doctor Liu sighed. “Qinghao, there’s nothing I can do about the director’s body.”

Zhou Qinghao stood tall and expressionless, but he changed his address: “Uncle Liu, tell me my godfather’s condition in detail.”

“I’ve already told you before. These past two years, the director hasn’t allowed me to treat him. I have no idea what his current condition is,” Doctor Liu said.

The director’s condition had always been kept secret from outsiders.

Few people knew that Gu Juntian’s health was deteriorating and his strength declining.

Most people outside thought Gu Juntian’s aging was because he had overdrawn his life force fighting evil spirits years ago.

But even if life force had been drained, combat ability would still remain. Plus, Zhou Qinghao’s great respect toward Gu Juntian only added to the illusion.

There were even rumors outside that the Bureau’s director’s strength was unfathomable, and that he simply didn’t bother to act.

Since Zhou Qinghao had known from the start, Doctor Liu didn’t try to hide it from him.

“He really won’t get better?” Zhou Qinghao asked.

Doctor Liu said, “Back then, the fact that the director even survived was already a miracle.”

The bitterness in Zhou Qinghao’s heart could no longer be suppressed.

He couldn’t accept it.

There must be a way in this world to restore his godfather.

If he searched hard enough, he would definitely find it!

With this thought, Zhou Qinghao turned and left the Bureau.

He had to find a way to restore his godfather.

At the same time, Gu Juntian finally thought of a method that might allow him to cultivate again.

It relied mainly on his primordial spirit.

The original owner’s foundation was destroyed, so he could no longer absorb or store spiritual energy.

This body was ruined, but Gu Juntian had a powerful divine sense. He could use it to seize spiritual energy from the surroundings and force it into his body.

As for his body being unable to store spiritual energy… then he would use that very energy to temper every organ, down to every cell.

Others could only store spiritual energy in fixed places, but he would transform every part of his body into a vessel capable of holding it.

If he succeeded, his body would become nearly the same as Zhou Qinghao’s innate spirit body.

That would be good. Then, there would be no difference between them.

Thinking this, Gu Juntian directed part of the spiritual energy he seized with his divine sense into his internal organs.

Unlike Zhou Qinghao’s innate spirit body, the energy was unwilling to remain inside him.

But he could use forceful methods to make it fuse with his flesh and blood.

It was painful, but he could endure it.

As long as he could become stronger, it was worth it.

Gu Juntian worked through the night. His organs ached constantly, to the point of unbearable suffering.

If it weren’t for fear of Zhou Qinghao next door noticing, he might not have been able to stop himself from crying out loud.