Ch1 - Today… It seemed like something was differen (1/2)
1.1 – Today… It seemed like something was different
Xue Ling’s head ached horribly, and his entire body was sore. It felt really terrible, like he had been run over by a car.
He groaned and whimpered in bed, unable to find the strength to move. Finally managing to save up some energy, he opened his eyes.
Everything seemed to be black and white, dim and unclear, showing just how bad the state of his body was.
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A pair of small black round beads showed up in his line of sight, and a large-palmed snow-white fox familiarly slapped his cheeks: “Hello, host.” The voice was soft and gentle, and not like a fox at all.
Xue Ling had a mild desire to roll his eyes, but really didn’t have the strength. Fortunately his soul was strong, and he was able to straightforwardly communicate directly with the little fox. “Help me improve my physique.”
“The aftereffects of host crossing space and time hasn’t gone away yet – your physique will improve immediately after it passes.” The little fox stepped on the bed beside Xue Ling’s head, “Host, close your eyes and recuperate a bit.”
Xue Ling agreed, reflecting in his heart that it was no wonder the man from before told him to be careful before he came in. The aftereffects of crossing space and time were so serious that he was now mentally unstable and extremely depressed. In addition, his body was not good in a good state at all. Soon after he closed his eyes, he fell asleep in a daze.
His dreams were also not restful, the man’s words seemed to be have all turned into written text that lingered. Although he could not remember exactly who the man was, and his figure became particularly blurred, the words he said seemed to be engraved in his mind.
“Your spirit is unstable, and it will be rather difficult to go against the fate of the world. I will first send you to the lowest level world for you to adapt. You have to try to grab some more luck. Other than the portion that is required by the Ten Directions World, you can use everything else to strengthen your spirit.”
“What about my tails?”
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“As long as you complete the tasks, the luck gathered by the Ten Directions World will be enough to support you, and it will help you get your tails back.”
“You aren’t tricking me? I don’t want to be working for nothing. “
“Our contract has been established. Why would I trick you?”
…
Xue Ling was a snow fox that cultivated for thousands of years. He had only needed one more step, and he would become a celestial fox.
It was just that that had already become a distant memory.
Unfortunately, fate had it’s ups and downs. Thousands of years of cultivation was destroyed in a moment, and even his nine tails, were all scattered in chaotic time and space.
In order to find his own tails, Xue Ling spent a very active period of time in search of the Holder of the World, and finally he found the man… Only, the memory of what happened after that has all disappeared from his mind, what he can remember, is only the man’s words..
It was impossible to rely on Xue Ling’s own current strength to achieve his goals. Only by collecting luck through the completion of the tasks could he re-accumulate the strength of the soul and retrieve his tails.
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Although Xue Ling did not remember exactly why he remembered this so clearly, these were the conditions that the man gave him that he must abide by,
Obviously, he was not born the type to obey rules.
He didn’t know how long he slept for, but when Xue Ling woke up again, and everything in front of him was a little clearer. Judging by the light coming in from outside, it was already nighttime.
At last, Xue Ling had more control over his body. He reached out and grabbed the little fox and said, “System, improve my body, and pass me all the information.”
The little fox was asleep, and woke up suddenly when caught by Xue Ling. It was completely muddleheaded, and it took a while before he slowly moved over and put his little head against Xue Ling’s forehead.
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Faint light flashed inside the house, and Xue Ling’s mind slowly cleared up.
His mind was crammed with a large part of the plot which needed to be processed, and he once again nestled into the quilt.
“Squeak.” The wooden door was pushed open, and a little apprentice child carrying medicine quietly walked in. He carefully placed his things on a side table, and then squatted down and whispered in Xue Ling’s ear, “Young master, young master, it’s time for dinner. After eating, you should eat your your medicine.”
Xue Ling faintly opened his eyes, eyes flashing with a fierce light. The little apprentice that was watching him cannot help but be stunned silly, hands and feet unable to move.
Their young master had always been good-looking, but usually he had a sick complexion, his eyes carried a feeling of illness, and his body seemed completely powerless, with even his eyes staying at half mast most of the time. Today…
Something seemed different.
The little apprentice’s heart somewhat inexplicably began to beat a little faster.
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Xue Ling quickly veiled his eyes, and began to use his own hands to sit up, his movements a little slow and frail. His voice was weak, and he looked very ill. “Well, bring over the porridge.”
When the apprentice saw that he could sit up by himself, he was so touched that his eyes turned red and the little crybaby burst into tears. “Can you sit up, young master? Excellent! I was saying that heavens must be protecting you!!! The little master is such a good person! You must be all right! “
Xue Ling lowered his eyes and did not answer him. He swallowed the porridge and drank the medicine slowly with the apprentice’s help, and then waved him out.
The little book boy hesitated: “Does the young master really not need me to wait on him?”
Xue Ling shook his head and said, “Go heat up some water, I want to bathe.”
The boy also shook his head quickly. “Young master, you’ve been ill for many days and are just getting better. How can you bathe?”
Xue Ling reached out and patted him on the head, “Your young master knows his own body, it’ll be fine. Go and boil the water.”
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