Chapter 1 (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The autumn breeze blew drearily.
Beasts and poisonous insects lingered everywhere thousands of miles around the uninhabited Python Mountains.
According to the rumors, there were ferocious beasts that devoured people at the Python Mountains. Therefore, no one would go into the deeper areas of the mountains even if one were the strongest of youth. There were only those Mystical Warriors who had cultivated the Mystical Way who were brave to go to these mountains where danger and opportunities co-existed.
A group of twelve people moved forward slowly at the heart of the Python Mountains.
These people were lightly dressed—at most clothed with a bamboo hat which could protect them from wind and rain. They seemed to not feel anything when the slightly cold autumn breeze blew on their bodies.
2“It’s getting dark!” One of the two boys in front of the team took off his bamboo hat, looked up at the sky and said.
His face still had child-like features. His skin was slightly tan, yet taut—making him look like a teenager.
“Yup, it’s time to take a break. According to the map, there is a small valley in front. Let’s stay overnight there.” The first man in front of the team also took off his bamboo hat as he said so, showing the face of an experienced middle-aged man.
The other ten people followed the middle-aged man in silence as they headed toward the valley. They took off their bamboo hats, put down their leather pouches and sat on the ground.
With the removal of their hats, what was unusual about this group was brought to light as all of them looked rather young except for the first who was a middle-aged man. The eleven people looked like they were fourteen or fifteen years old, just like the boy with tanned skin.
“Hey numbskull, come and massage my leg!” The tanned boy yelled as soon as he sat down.
1“Hey, Lu Song. You sure know how to enjoy yourself seeing that you grabbed hold of him for yourself. I can’t even be the first to have a go.”Another boy sneered. “Numbskull, come and massage my leg after you’ve massaged his. Mine are sore too.”
2The last boy looked paler than the others. He seemed to be malnourished. It was a tough task for him to reach this point after carrying the heavy leather pouch.
“Forget it,” the middle-aged man waved his hand and said. “We still need someone to make a fire and search for water. Stop ordering him around. Although he’s of no use, he is still a young master—the prestige of Lin Yuan’s Xu family is no joke.”
“Pfft, young master? How can a young master come to the Ascetic Road to toil with solo cultivators like us?” Lu Song snorted in disdain. “Even if this Xu Yang is one of the members of the Xu family, he must be an outcast—like those who are distant from the main household.”
The pale boy was Xu Yang. Nobody could see his facial expression as he was always looking down.
5“What are you waiting for? Aren’t you gonna go look for water?” Lu Song demanded impatiently.
Xu Yang turned around and left without saying a word.
“I have no idea why that Xu Yang somehow became dumb and foolish after he fainted yesterday. He looks even more annoying now.” Lu Song said as he took some rice balls out from his pouch and started to wolf them down.”
2“Wasn’t it you who beat him up using your ten Jun fists until he fainted? It was really a miracle that he could survive from the beating with that frail body of his.” Another boy who looked delicate with lighter skin tone laughed and said.
“Liu Zishan, stop putting on an act. It’s not like you didn’t have your fair share in beating him up.” Lu Song retorted.
The pale boy gradually straightened his body as he walked out of the valley.
“The Ascetic Road… Lin Yuan’s Xu family of Dong Lai Kingdom?” The boy named Xu Yang’s fingers rubbed between his brows as he mumbled, “It turned out to be like this…”
The boy named Xu Yang was no longer the previous Xu Yang from Lin Yuan’s Xu family. The original Xu Yang had been beaten up so badly that his soul had dispersed.
4The soul that possessed Xu Yang’s body was a soul from ten thousand years in the future. And his name was also Xu Yang!
After his successful possession yesterday, Xu Yang had been internalizing the soul memories of the previous Xu Yang. He looked entirely out of it, and was slow and unresponsive the whole day.
It was not until that very moment when he disappeared from their sight, when he finally pieced all the pieces of the memories together, that he was able to shake off that dazed consciousness of his.
“How did I get here?” Xu Yang asked himself. He had no idea what had happened. Soon after, he thought of something else instead.
“Compared to the last question… Mystical Qi is the main point here! That fascinating rich Mystical Qi! Is this the Mystical Continent ten thousand years ago? Sure enough, according to the ancient texts, Mystical Energy ten thousand years ago was rich and in abundance. Apart from that, some precious cultivation energies like Jade Mystical Qi and Supreme-Purity Mystical Qi even existed in some of the sacred lands!”
“Now, it’s time to find out the identity of this person.”
“This kingdom is called Dong Lai. It should be a small kingdom but if according to the ancient texts, their ruler is a master at the Mystical King stage! It is truly the golden age—the pinnacle of the Mystical Civilization.”