When Meng Chao was busy reading, his sister knocked on the door.
"Come in!" He replied without even lifting his head from the book.
"What are you reading?" She asked as she approached.
She looked at the cover, *Intricacies of Xiantian*, and couldn't help but shake her head.
She looked at his brother's serious expression, which seemed as though he didn't want to be disturbed. She could only laugh at this.
"You keep reading!" She walked back out. Clearly used to this.
She was among the few geniuses who had already reached the third level of Xiantian.
Once she took another step forward, her future would be even brighter. Her access to resources would also be improved.
She didn't offer any opinion on Meng Chao's actions because Meng Chao's talent differed from hers.
Her guidance wouldn't be of any use, considering he had not even started cultivation.
To put it bluntly, it was best to avoid hurting Meng Chao's feelings.
Another important thing was that she couldn't help him unless she had enough authority.
Even though Meng Chao's family wasn't poor and they even owned a farm, this wasn't considered much in this world.
Without strong martial artists in any family, once a crisis arrived, it would not be easy to protect oneself.
Some knowledge that Meng Chao didn't have, Meng Shui clearly had access to.
Although each of the twenty-three cities had a boundary wall, it served only as a deterrent, with no other purpose.
Once a beast tide arose, even with a powerhouse in the city, it was difficult to protect everyone.
Meng Chao was engrossed in the book until his stomach started to growl at the alluring aroma of food.
"My parents are already back!" It was also this that made him aware of his parents' presence at home.
When it came to martial arts, his elder sister was indeed a prodigy, but things like cooking weren't her strength at all.
His footsteps weren't hidden; as such, they could hear him descending the stairs.
"You brat only know to appear when food has been served!" When he looked down from the stairs, he could see his sister and father already seated in place.
Meng Chao's father was called Meng Li Peng, while his mother was called Su Xiaofei.
The only person walking from the kitchen holding a tray was his mother. She was smiling when she saw him appear.
He just walked over and sat down. After they had finished their meal, she asked how school was today, but he had nothing much to say.
He chatted with his family a little before he went back to his room. It was just that the talk appeared awkward, as he had refused to give up the martial path despite appearing to have little talent, which took him two years to achieve the foundation stage.
What was even worse was the talent he had awakened; as such, he preferred not to talk much, lest his parents bring up the issue of giving up the martial path.
His sister was left behind, and she wanted to talk to their parents.
"I have a training trip in two days." The moment Meng Shui said this, her father and mother both had solemn expressions.
****
The next day***
Walking on the street on his way to meet Fatty Liu and fulfill their promise.
An angry roar erupted from the horizon, and Meng Chao's head turned to look.
Even with his current foundation twice that of others, he felt a stinging pain in his ears. He was forced to retreat two steps back.
But the fiery look in his eyes as he looked towards the horizon didn't disappear at all.
On the Street, not all reacted as he did, as most had collapsed on the ground. In contrast, others were covering their ears, with some screaming on the ground.
It was just that he didn't even look at them; instead, his gaze was glued onto the horizon.
'Screech...'
An explosion followed the angry cry of the bird.
Boom!
The moment this happened, the ground shook slightly.
"A powerhouse has made a move!" Meng Chao murmured as he looked in the direction of the bird's cry.
Clearly, that was beyond the boundary wall, somewhere he couldn't even dream about unless he managed to enter the Xiantian realm.
To him, that was a distant dream.
Something he had to think about was if he could obtain a cultivation method that suited him.
He looked into the horizon and saw a massive golden phantom rising from the ground.
The moment it appeared, it felt as though the second sun had risen in the sky.
Those who had collapsed on the ground stood up and started to cheer.
Even Meng Chao was not an exception; after all, he was just a young man obsessed with martial arts, too.
The cheers clearly weren't just in this street but erupted all around the city.
Only after the golden phantom vanished did everyone stop.
Meng Chao couldn't see clearly what was happening on the horizon, but even so, he was far more than willing to cheer.
Only after everyone stopped cheering did he walk in the direction that Fatty Liu had instructed him to go.
He was pleased to discover this place was more like a farm, but also not. It was a park, and it was under the control of Fatty Liu's family.
Though no animals were present, the beautiful flowers and trees captivated him.
He had not felt relaxed for a long time, and yet at this moment, he actually felt a sense of relaxation.
Walking alone, he passed the gate and saw a group of teenagers his age gathered. Some were his classmates, and others he had never seen before.
"What is this fatty Liu up to?" He really didn't know what was going on.
Essentially, this was not what they had agreed upon.
But since he was already here, he had no choice but to approach.
It was just that after they saw him, some people started to whisper, as he had a reputation.
The looks they were giving him made Meng Chao uncomfortable; as such, he didn't approach them to get acquainted.
He looked around and located a shady spot under a tree with a cluster of beautiful flowers nearby.
Walking over, he slept on the grass under the shade and closed his eyes.
He chose to ignore the group, as they were never close to begin with.
More than just that, he felt ashamed of standing amidst them as they had chosen their cultivation techniques.
It was just a matter of time before they could enter the Xiantian realm.
The same was true for fatty Liu; as such, he didn't understand why he had asked him to come to this place.
"Brother Liu invited us here; don't tell me he has already achieved entry in his cultivation technique?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"Impossible! If that far guy achieved entry, we wouldn't be the only ones who know this! I'm afraid he would do everything to make sure the whole city is aware of this." Another young man with an arrogant look on his face countered this talk.
"Indeed true! From what I know of Liu Yan, if he has made progress, he can't suppress the desire to let everyone know!" Another young woman replied with a smile.
Listening to these discussions, Meng Chao has to agree with them. Since he distanced himself, they clearly stopped focusing on him.
They discussed the reason for being asked to gather at this location.
Based on the nature of Fatty Liu to show off, he really wasn't inviting them to gather. He clearly had something going on.
It wasn't the first time he had done this. Even when he attained the foundation, he also did this.
The same was true when he awakened talent. Everyone was thinking he wanted to show off his breakthrough in the cultivation technique.
In this world, having a cultivation technique that matched talent was the only way to rise.
Other techniques couldn't be cultivated; it was just like trying to light a fire with water. That was impossible. But things were different when one had gasoline with them.
The process of forming a foundation wasn't complicated, as most, even those with average talent, could accomplish this.
Cultivation technique was a big issue.
Without a matching technique, it was even impossible to start or grasp it.
But once one gained a matching technique, they would spend some time, and the limit was four years. The limit of the foundation was two years.
Most of them were already in their second year.
Only after grasping the entry-level technique could they gain the chance to receive support from the Federation to breakthrough to the first heaven.
It was impossible to form Xiantian Qi by oneself. Special spaces exist for this and they are only accessible to those that have cultivated to the entry level or above.
If Fatty Liu had accomplished this, then it would be a big step for him.
"Hahaha!" The moment everyone was lost in discussion, an arrogant laughter erupted at the entrance of the park
It was fatty Liu.