11 Forgotten (1/2)
In Shanghai, it was nearing dusk. The air emanated warmness, however.
Driven by revenge, Feng Hui explored the city. For some reason, he felt cold, and his body shivered.
From a tender age, Feng Hui recalled everything. He was not normal, and he could vividly remember his memories since childhood. There was a sharp pain in his chest, but all he felt was the touch of his kind mother and the way her eyes sparkled as she raised him.
Feng Hui remembered the swelling of new life in her stomach, and the promise of a family. Shortly later, his little sister had been born. An eternity seemed to swell between them, and then there was nothing.
Breathing in a mouthful of warm air, Feng Hui unresponsively wandered the streets. Using the Ancient Dragon Manual, he absorbed the vibrant energy of the atmosphere. To cultivate faster, he could devour the vital Qi of creatures to evolve his body's internal energy and strengthen the soul.
Similar to a dragon, Feng Hui would devour. In short, to devour described the Ancient Dragon Manual! In the Dragon Continent, it was a renowned peak cultivation inheritance of the Long Family.
Through the Ancient Dragon Manual, Feng Hui continued to absorb everything. Eventually, the handsome teenager came to a halt.
Perched in the middle of an abandoned street, Feng Hui proceeded to transform the chaotic energy he had absorbed into refined energy. A warm feeling suffused throughout his body, and he sensed his frail physique becoming more robust.
But, in reality, the difference was minor. At this moment, if Feng Hui did not use his soul, he would be unable to lift even a mere hundred Jin boulder. Compared to his former self, it was really too pathetic; furthermore, he had a looming problem.
In short, if Feng Hui did not reinforce himself, he would die. Eventually, his body would collapse due to being unable to support the efficacy of his cultivated soul. Currently, he could decimate armies of monsters, but it was limited!
If the monsters had a firm will, Feng Hui would find it harder to influence their minds. As the monsters became advanced, the creature's soul would become more stable and therefore be harder to affect!
While cultivating, Feng Hui detected movement in a nearby alleyway. To the side, a family of four emerged. In the family, there were two lovely daughters. While cautiously peeking around the corner, the family spotted him.
”Sir?' From their family, one of the cute daughters somewhat vigilantly called out. The red-bloused Xie Na examined the handsome man, and she felt a trace of fear due to his cold look. In response, the cold man remained motionless. But, in the corner of her lively eye, a hint of passion was blossoming.
”Nana!” The other daughter, Xie Ling, seized her big sister's hand, and she looked warily at the cold man. As her little sister, Xie Ling was more cautious of this unknown man. Somehow, although the man's handsome face was emotionless, he had the natural air of a predator.
Feng Hui did not stop cultivating; moreover, he did not even bat an eyelid at the family. Just like that, their 'stand-off' lasted for the time an incense stick took to burn. Finally, the family could not bear the silence any longer, and the middle-aged father spoke up.
”Friend, we do not mean any harm. I'm Xie Tian. Those two are my daughters, and… they're still in high school.” Subconsciously, Xie Tian extended his rough hand. Across his palm, there were several uneven lumps: it was clear from the calluses that he did a lot of manual labor.
At this point, Feng Hui finished absorbing all the remains of the infused energy. Judging from Earth's standards, if he cultivated non-stop, he would still require at least a decade to reach his former physical peak. This thought chilled him: how was he supposed to get his revenge? Unless… he devoured the vital force of corpses. In the Dragon Continent, he was an unparalleled genius; therefore, he never needed to resort to this primitive method. From childhood, he was nurtured with priceless treasures.