"So how do I go about this hmmm…" Fang Yuan was incredibly sensible. He collected himself together and faced the night rain outside the window, pondering. With this thought, things started to feel complicated. After thinking for a moment, his brows wrinkled deeper.
He had failed to refine Eternal Life Gu and a part of his soul was destroyed which contained most of the attainments and some part of his memories. He couldn't remember any information about the Spectral Soul's scheme and he only remembers bits of it.
"The most important thing is cultivation. The me right now has not even opened my Primeval Sea, hasn't stepped on the path to be a Gu Master. I'm just a mortal! I have to hurry and cultivate, catching up to history and seize the opportunities with the best advantage."
The problem in front of Fang Yuan right now was cultivation.
He had to increase the level of his foundation as fast as possible. If he were slow like his previous life, he would just be too late.
"To cultivate as fast as possible, I would have to borrow the resources from the clan. With the state I am right now, I have no power or ability to travel back and forth across the dangerous mountains."
"Even an ordinary mountain boar can take my life. If I can reach the cultivation of a Third level Gu Master, I'd have the means to protect myself and leave the mountain."
To a person like him who has cultivated in the Demonic Way, Qing Mao Mountain was just way too small, Gu Yue Village even feels like a cage.
But while the cage restricted freedom, the sturdy bars of the cage also brought about a certain kind of safety.
"Hmm, in this short period of time I'll just stay in this cage."
Just then, he remembered the inheritance hidden behind the waterfall. "There are still two Gu Worms on in this mountain which will be helpful in my journey."
"After I obtain them, I will leave this poor mountain."
"Luckily tomorrow is the Awakening Ceremony, I'll be able to start training as a Gu Master soon after."
When he thought about the Awakening Ceremony, old memories that had long been buried away in his heart resurfaced themselves.
"Talent huh…" He sneered, his gaze focused out the window.
At this moment, the door to his room was lightly pushed open and a young teenager walked in.
"Big brother, why are you standing in the rain by the window side ?"
The youth was thin, slightly shorter than Fang Yuan. His face resembled Fang Yuan's features greatly. As Fang Yuan turned his head to look at this young man, a complicated look flickered across his face.
"It's you huh, Fang Zheng." He raised his eyebrows, his expression returning to that of cold indifference. Fang Zheng lowered his head and looked at his own toes; this is his signature stance.
"I saw that big brother's window was not shut closed, so I thought I'd come in here and close it. Tomorrow is the Awakening Ceremony, it's so late and you haven't gone to bed yet big brother. If Uncle and Aunty knew, they would probably be worried."
"Worried…" At the thought of his aunt and uncle, Fang Yuan laughed silently.
In his previous life, he killed them both and his brother Fang Zheng became a Rank 8 Gu Immortal of Heavenly Court.
He couldn't help but laugh as he thought of this and gave his younger brother a faint glance. "You can leave."
Fang Zheng's heart shook as he felt like his brother's eyes were sharp like an ice blade, seemingly penetrating the deepest parts of his heart.
Under such a gaze, he felt like he was naked in the snow, unable to hold any secrets.
"Then I'll see you tomorrow, big brother." Not daring to say anymore, Fang Zheng slowly closed the door and left.
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Bang, Bang, Bang.
The patrolling night watchman banged his wooden clappers in a rhythm.
The sounds spread into the high pillar houses; Fang Yuan opened his dry eyelids while his heart silently thought, "Its already the hour before dawn."
Immediately he shoved away the thin silk blanket and got up neatly. He opened the window and found that the spring rain had stopped.
The mix of fragrance of the earth, trees and wild flowers greeted him. Fang Yuan felt his head clear, the sleepiness washing away cleanly. Right now the sun had yet risen, the sky still a deep dark blue, not dark yet not bright.
Looking around, the tall houses made of green bamboo and wood contrasting with the mountain, was a sea of pale green colour.
"Young master Fang Yuan, you're awake. I will go upstairs and wait for you to wash up." At this moment, a maiden's voice floated up from downstairs.
Looking down, Fang Yuan saw his own personal servant – Shen Cui.
Her looks were only slightly above average, but she dressed up well.
She looked happily at Fang Yuan while carrying a basin of water, and walked upstairs. The water was at the right warm temperature and was used to wash the face.
After he was done she helped Fang Yuan dress, her plump breasts rubbing against his elbow or his back a few times during the process.
Fang Yuan's face showed no expression; his heart was calm as water.
When Fang Zheng came over he was in time to see Shen Cui smoothing the creases on the clothing of Fang Yuan's chest. His eyes had a flicker of jealousy.
"Alright, no need to tidy up." Fang Yuan impatiently brushed away Shen Cui's soft small hands.
"You can leave." Fang Yuan did not even look at Shen Cui as he tidied up his own sleeve cuffs. Shen Cui pouted slightly, feeling that today Fang Yuan's puzzling behavior was rather odd and upsetting. She wanted to reply in a spoiled way but being scared by his cold and confusing nature, her mouth opened and closed a few times before she ended up saying 'yes' and retreating obediently.
"Are you ready?" Fang Yuan asked Fang Zheng.
His younger brother stood at the doorway, his head bowed down to look at his toes. He muttered a light 'yes'.
Fang Yuan nodded.
He lightly said, "Then let's go."
So the two brothers left the house. On the way they bumped into many youths of similar age, all in groups of twos and threes, quite clearly heading to the same destination.