Chapter 482 - Propaganda (1/2)

”The Gates Of Chaos - Part 1.”

Hao Xuan stared at the words he had penned down with a hint of glee and surprise.

Surprise because 'that' person knew he was cultivating the Chaos Energy, and gleeful because this was the first official written document he had found regarding the Chaos energy.

Ever since Hao Xuan arrived in the beast world and started walking on the road of cultivation, he had never had a formal tutor. He was provided with books, descriptions, techniques and such and had to basically learn everything himself. There was very little (if any) guidance provided by an expert, someone he could call a teacher.

There was no one he could really go up to and ask the numerous questions that bothered him. What he didn't know was filled in by his peers and other fellow cultivators of the same level.

He had to learn everything by himself and grow stronger, choosing whichever techniques and skill was provided to him.

That's why he was so eager to get his hands on the records and library of the academy. It would not only fill in the gaps in his theories but pave the way for his future in cultivation.

The headaches that had been plaguing him for the last ten hours or so subsided slightly and his mood became a bit more pleasant.

*Splash*

The lake water rippled and flashed as a white blob shot out and cleanly landed on Hao Xuan's head.

Fortis slumped down halfway and looked right into Hao Xuan's eyes, ”Food??” he asked expectantly, a few of his tentacles flailing about in the air like antennas.

With a helpless sigh, Hao Xuan put away the black book and stood up.

”I'm really tired right now so you'll have to make do with these for now,” he said while waving his hand.

A small mound of dried meat appeared on the ground.

”I'll make something good in the morning,” he patted Fortis's ceased, bald head that was obviously not happy.

”Hmph,” Fortis jumped down and landed in front of the meat pile. He looked back at Hao Xuan once again before quickly looking away in displeasure and started throwing the strips of meat in his meat like it was a chore.

He finished within a few seconds and threw one last glance towards Hao Xuan that said ”You're welcome” and jumped back into the lake.

Hao Xuan watched the whole thing in amusement before walking into the sleeping cabin. Salome was already sleeping on the only bed there so he laid down on the ground below.

It had been well over a few days that he had stayed awake without any rest and was actually quite tired. He fell asleep as soon his head touched the ground.

That night Hao Xuan dreamt after months.

In this dream he was a child, barely a few years old. He was sitting on a small table. To his left was a lady humming a familiar tune while cooking something.

He got up and tried to look at the stove to see what was cooking but he was too short and could only come up to the lady's leg.

”Oh, what are you doing here?” she said upon feeling Hao Xuan's tiny hand.

She picked him up and placed him back behind the small table.

”Stay here okay? It will be done soon?” she said with a smile. The sun was shining in through the window behind her so he could not see her full face, only her smile.

She tapped once on his nose and with a light giggle, returned to the stove, continuing her cooking while humming that tune that Hao Xuan had heard before but could not recall.

He could smell the ingredients one by one, the sound of the pan and crackling fire. It somehow made him feel safe, secure. A feeling he had not felt in a long time.

The sound of the stove turning off came and the lady turned around with a plate of whatever was being cooked.

”Are you hungry?” she asked gently while approaching Hao Xuan.

She was just a couple of steps away when Hao Xuan was awakened by an untimely slap.