Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 25 Eight years old! Compress spiritual energy!

After leaving the kitchen.

Chen Fan then went to the horse pen.

Perhaps because he didn't arrive at the hour of Mao (5:45 AM), these imperial horses were still somewhat unaccustomed to seeing him.

Fortunately, Chen Fan didn't care.

After feeding him hay, he turned around and went to the vegetable garden.

It's faintly visible that the large white radish planted a few days ago has taken root and sprouted again.

They are growing vigorously, lush and verdant.

In a few more days, Chen Fan will have another bountiful harvest.

With a smile on his face, he watered and fertilized the plants while removing weeds.

After finishing these tasks, it was already 3:45 AM.

Judging from the noise in the kitchen next door, the palace maid seemed to have left as well.

Pretending not to know, Chen Fan rubbed his hands together before hunching over and walking step by step into the kitchen.

"Godfather...you're here..."

Just then, Xiao Dengzi came out of the house and saw his godfather arrive, his face full of smiles.

Chen Fan nodded.

Without saying a word, he walked toward the stove hole.

He had originally intended to warm himself by the fire in front of the stove, but then he couldn't help but think of the little stool and the palace maid who had just been doing *that* here.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Chen Fan subconsciously shifted his position.

But he still felt uncomfortable sitting, so he simply brought a stool and sat down.

He felt better now!

Looking at the firelight in the stove, Chen Fan squinted and reached out to warm his hands.

"Godfather...it's your birthday today...Little Stool is planning to celebrate your birthday...is that alright?" At this moment, Little Stool walked in.

birthday?

Chen Fan was taken aback, then suddenly realized that he would be eighty years old after today!

"We'd all forgotten... that today is actually... our birthday."

The little stool smiled slightly.

Upon approaching his godfather, he began to dutifully massage his back and shoulders, saying:

"Godfather, I'm keeping you in mind. Tell me what you want to eat or drink today, and I'll figure out how to get it for you."

"We'll remember your kindness..." Chen Fan said with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

"Go get some silver, and just get us a piece of rice cake. We've gotten to eighty so quickly, it's been quite an achievement!"

"Okay... Godfather, here's your lunch stool." The stool replied.

Chen Fan didn't say anything more.

After warming his hands while sitting in front of the stove, he got up and left.

Xiao Deng also took the initiative to help, escorting his godfather out of the kitchen...

……

Go back inside the house.

Chen Fan habitually took out the kettle, poured himself some water, and drank it.

After drinking six large bowls, he began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

As the spiritual energy in his dantian circulated throughout his body, steam rose from his shoulders and head.

Meow…

Little Flower, unfazed by such sights, let out a cry and then lay back down on the windowsill, fast asleep.

After cultivating for an hour or two, Chen Fan opened his eyes.

He could clearly feel a swelling in his dantian, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

I wonder why this feeling has appeared when he hasn't yet broken through to the acquired level.

Feeling the abundance of spiritual energy within his body, Chen Fan sighed inwardly and began cultivating the Concealment Technique again.

Before long, as most of the spiritual energy was consumed, that feeling of fullness disappeared.

Chen Fan, who had stopped, shook his head, a hint of worry in his eyes.

He thought that he had already thoroughly read the second part of Changchun Gong, and barring any unforeseen circumstances...

Only when he breaks through to the Acquired Realm will he experience an excess of spiritual energy!

However, before Chen Fan could break through to the Acquired Realm, this feeling returned.

Feeling puzzled, he gritted his teeth, unsure of what to do.

"Godfather...lunch is here..."

Just as Chen Fan was feeling anxious, he heard the sound of a small stool coming from outside the door.

He silently got up and went to wait by the chair.

Squeak...

As the door opened, Xiaodengzi walked into the room with a smile.

He was carrying a food box that emitted an enticing aroma.

"Godfather... I wish you a long and healthy life, and many more joyous occasions like this one..."

"This is rice cake that the Imperial Kitchen just made... Please eat it while it's hot."

Chen Fan smiled slightly.

Looking at the small stool with the food box lid open, he smiled and said:

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness. Our family didn't take you in as our godson for nothing."

"It's a blessing for Xiaodeng to be with his godfather." Xiaodeng took out a piece of rice cake, put it in the bowl, and said:

"We also have steamed rice cakes here... Godfather, you can try some too."

Chen Fan responded.

He picked up the rice cake and took a bite; it was soft, chewy, and sweet.

The taste is still the same as before, which is pleasing to the eye.

Just as Chen Fan was about to eat a few more bites, he inadvertently saw the plump steamed cake next to him.

This startled him, and he fell silent.

"Godfather...is this rice cake not to your liking...?"

Seeing his godfather's expression change, Xiao Dengzi quickly asked what was wrong.

"Gan'er... tell me, what's the difference between this rice cake and steamed sponge cake?" Chen Fan asked, squinting his eyes.

"What's the difference?" The little stool paused, looked at the two kinds of pastries, and asked:

"The rice cake is firm, the steamed rice cake is soft... and they both taste sweet, Godfather... something's not right!"

"Firm...soft..." Chen Fan murmured to himself, then smiled:

"It tastes good... I really enjoyed our birthday celebration today... You can go ahead and get busy!"

Looking at her godfather who suddenly stood up again.

The little stool was dumbfounded!

Feeling something was off, he nodded, then turned and left.

After the people left, the room returned to silence.

Chen Fan's lips curled up as his gaze remained fixed on the rice cake and steamed rice cake.

While eating rice cakes, he suddenly realized something.

That's why rice cakes are so firm – the cooks compress them intentionally during the cooking process.

The reason why steamed sponge cake is soft is because the cook ferments it during the making process.

The two different pastries are just like Chen Fan's current situation in his dantian.

Because of the abundance of spiritual energy, his dantian was now like an expanded steamed cake.

It looks big, but it collapses with just a gentle squeeze.

Chen Fan, who initially couldn't think of a way to deal with the situation, suddenly had an idea.

"Compressing spiritual energy in the dantian..."

He chuckled to himself and immediately returned to his bed to sit cross-legged in meditation.

With Chen Fan intentionally gathering spiritual energy in his dantian, he began to try to compress it.

However, he failed very quickly on his first attempt!

Under his control, only a small amount of these spiritual energies drew closer together before merging and solidifying.

And they separated in less than a breath after solidifying.

Undeterred, Chen Fan swallowed hard and continued trying to compress the material!

He failed again quickly.

This time, Chen Fan was able to condense significantly more spiritual energy than before.

Although I didn't stick with it for long, I've made a lot of progress compared to before.

With a smile playing on his lips, Chen Fan saw a glimmer of hope and immediately felt that this path was feasible.

As long as he can persevere, he will definitely be able to successfully compress the spiritual energy within his body.

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Fan began his third attempt at solidifying the substance!

The tenth time!

The twentieth time!

The thirtieth time!

……

After Chen Fan tried compressing his spiritual energy more than thirty times, he finally succeeded!

Within his dantian, a wisp of spiritual energy, as thick as a hair, was roaming freely.

This is the result of Chen Fan fusing and compressing more than a dozen strands of spiritual energy.

Compared to other spiritual energies, its spiritual energy is significantly stronger!

"It's done...haha...we've succeeded..."

Unable to contain his laughter, Chen Fan's face broke into a chilling smile!