Chapter 834 - Becoming an Ordinary Person (1/2)

The Fire State covered a few hundred thousand miles, which was larger than Earth’s surface. There were many volcanoes everywhere and the ground was crimson in color. The weather was warm all year round, and that was the main reason for its name.

There were some cultivators flas.h.i.+ng by on a beast or with a Dharma Artifact from time to time, and there were also flying s.h.i.+ps moving about. All of those people belonged to the upper cla.s.s of the Fire State. They were either members of the cultivation families or the cultivation sects.

The capital of the Fire State was “Red Flame City,” which was a hundred miles large, with a population ranging in the millions. It was located in the mountains and its lights were always lit up. It was also known as the city that never sleeps and the bustling people’s voices resounded all over the city.

Chen Fan didn’t stop at Red Flame City; he kept flying north on the Wind Spirit Bird.

“Whoosh.”

The temperature became colder and there were less cultivators as they approached the north. There were a large number of ordinary people instead. These people had black hair and black eyes, and they were wearing simple clothes. They worked hard in the cold weather; there was a clear contrast when compared to the cultivators in Red Flame City.

In the end, an old stone city appeared in front of Chen Fan.

They arrived in Old China Town.

“Land here. We’ll walk into the city,” Chen Fan said.

Old Ding landed the Wind Spirit Bird and the two of them walked towards Old China Town together as Master and servant. Chen Fan felt as if he had traveled back to ancient China. People were wearing historical outfits and speaking a language similar to Chinese. There were Chinese words on the stone signs of the shops and many hawkers were shouting, just like the scenes in dramas.

Chen Fan found them all familiar.

He felt like he had returned to Earth and China.

What made Chen Fan frown was that there were too few cultivators on the street. There was only one in a few hundred people and was at most an Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivator. Many people simply cultivated for fun. This was completely different from what he had seen in Zhuyan City and Red Flame City. Even though there weren’t many cultivators either, he could still see them quite often.

“Master, I heard that the Chinese once committed a serious crime. The first Lord Beihan then restricted their ability to practice Immortal Cultivation and exiled them to this chilly place.”

“Old China Town has millions of people and more Chinese are living outside of the city. There are over ten million Chinese in the entire Beihan Region. How was Lord Beihan capable of casting a curse that could last for thousands of years on so many people?”

Chen Fan didn’t believe it.

Not even he was unable to do so, let alone Lord Beihan. Chen Fan knew he had to be at the Nascent Soul level to accomplish such a feat.

But every person he asked on the way said the same thing. He bought a history book from a hawker and found that the history of the Chinese wasn’t clear at all. The information about Heaven’s Equal, Earth and the Path of Heaven had been wiped out.

“Something must have happened thousands of years ago.”

Chen Fan’s eyes glinted.

He then bought a house and stayed in Old China Town with Old Ding.

Two months pa.s.sed in a heartbeat.

During this period of time, Chen Fan lived like a normal person, never using any of his Divine Powers. Their neighbors knew an old man and a young man had moved in. The Master was called Chen Fan, who was very friendly.

“Xiao Fan, you’re going to read at the Tais.h.i.+ Pavilion again!”

“Xiao Fan, Auntie Liu has extra turnips. Don’t forget to ask Xiao Mang to take a couple home for you.”

“Xiao Fan, the story ‘Journey to the West’ is incredible. My boy still wants to listen to it. I’ll bring him here tomorrow as well.”

All the neighbors greeted Chen Fan and Chen Fan also smiled back.

He was wearing a traditional outfit and his hair was tied up with a small jade crown, like an elegant young man. Old Ding was in an azure robe and was preparing for their trip. They then went to the Tais.h.i.+ Pavilion on a bullock carriage.

The Tais.h.i.+ Pavilion was a place where the Chinese kept their historical books and was considered their highest inst.i.tution.

Chen Fan had been learning and reading the books inside the library, but the books were the same as those outside. There was nothing about the things that happened to the cultivators from Earth thousands of years in the past.

“Chen Fan, you’re here to read again?”

Lord Tais.h.i.+ approached him with a gentle smile.

Chen Fan got up and said respectfully, “My Lord, I feel like there are a lot of things about our race that aren’t recorded in the books, such as where our ancestors came from and how we lost both our cultivation talent and our cultivation traditions.”

Lord Tais.h.i.+ went silent and said after a while, “I’ve known what you wanted to ask since the first day you entered Tais.h.i.+ Pavilion. In fact, countless young people have been trying to find the answers from the books written in the last thousands of years, but I can’t tell you everything. If you really want to know, go to the Ancestral Temple. You should be able to find what you want there.”

Chen Fan bowed.

He looked back and saw Lord Tais.h.i.+ putting the books back on the shelf. Even though this old man wasn’t even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Chen Fan was grateful for his help.

Such a person was the reason why the Chinese could survive in this place. He pa.s.sed down the experiences and lessons of the ancestors to the following generations.

“Nothing in the Tais.h.i.+ Pavilion. The Ancestral Temple is the last place.”

Chen Fan looked up.