Chapter 1103 - 640: As a King, Was I Already Transcendent?
Chapter 1103 - 640: As a King, Was I Already Transcendent?
"The world is mediocre, inherently lacking the transcendent."
"Human strength is limited, hard to stand shoulder to shoulder with heaven."
Unwilling to believe in the extinction of the transcendent, Chen Feng left home once more.
This time, on a snowy mountain, he experienced an avalanche and was attacked by a violent bear, yet miraculously survived and accidentally fell into a cave.
It seemed like words from predecessors were engraved on the stone wall, and he read them word by word.
His heart sank, as if many pursued beliefs were collapsing.
He completely believed that this world is ordinary and all the transcendent is merely a fantasy in people’s minds.
His will was dispirited, and Chen Feng didn’t know how his family found him and brought him back to his homeland.
Countless words of consolation came from his side, and the dreamlike fantasy thus ended.
In the end, he returned to a normal, ordinary life, married and had children as arranged by his family, and ran a company.
Thirty, fifty, seventy...
From youth to middle age, then sending off his parents, growing old in twilight.
From being alone to having a family.
He looked at his children who were dutifully serving him, clearly enjoying family happiness and everything was perfect.
Yet...
He slightly lifted his head, looking at a photo placed on the living room table.
The young him in the photo was climbing a plateau mountain.
Wearing a black windbreaker and protective glasses, standing on the summit, back against the sun and clouds, with unspeakable confidence.
He remembered that back then, he was still searching for traces of the transcendent, personally venturing to dangerous places across the Blue Star, exploring and trying.
But now.
Retracting his gaze, looking at his own wrinkled, bark-like arms.
Then feeling the old and weak body.
Chen Feng’s heart stirred with ripples.
"It turns out..."
"I’m still not reconciled."
....
A lifetime ends.
Chen Feng slowly closed his eyes, leaving this world with deep regret.
Many memories quietly disappeared, and he once again opened the cycle.
This time, he was reincarnated into a farming family in an ancient dynasty.
"Brother Feng, why are you so absent-minded lately?"
"Did you fall for a girl from another family, hahaha."
Sitting at the village entrance, wrapped in cotton clothes, Chen Feng heard his childhood friend’s teasing.
He was already sixteen years old, in this life at the age of marrying and having children.
"Brother Lin, you’re teasing me again."
Lightly shaking his head, Chen Feng didn’t know how to explain.
It’s just that recently, for some reason, he kept thinking about the immortals mentioned in the storybook.
Opening the Gate of Heaven with one sword, living for thousands of years.
It’s said that eight hundred years ago, the founding ancestor of the Daqian Dynasty received guidance from an immortal, slashed a flood dragon with his sword, and successfully rose up to establish the dynasty.
He somewhat yearned for this.
"Ah, teasing you for what."
"But the harvest this year isn’t good, plus the snow disasters keep coming, and father and mother’s health is somewhat weak."
The friend beside him, Brother Lin, suddenly sighed, his tone low.
Chen Feng’s thoughts were interrupted, he turned his head to look around the village.
On both sides of the forest were large fields, where many grains should be planted, cultivated day and night, waiting for harvest in autumn.
Yet this year’s snow was exceptionally heavy, with thick snow accumulating a foot deep.
The days of spring arrived more than a month later than usual, many grains froze to death.
"I heard Landlord Sun said the rent increased by ten percent this year?"
Chen Feng asked, they were just ordinary farmers, the land rented from Landlord Sun.
Previously, they needed to submit sixty percent of the harvest and could barely survive.
And now...
"Yes."
Upon hearing the words Landlord Sun, Brother Lin beside him gritted his teeth somewhat.
Then, he looked around, seeing no one.
He lowered his voice, leaned in and said: "I heard the rebel army already reached Lin’an County."
"I reckon, Sun Bapi probably doesn’t have many good days left."
Hearing this, Chen Feng was briefly startled.
Soon after, he looked deeply at Brother Lin, understanding his intention.
Landlord Sun was also called Sun Bapi because he was too calculating, hoarding a lot of land.
If the rebel army were to seize Lin’an City, the outcome would be self-evident.
Not making a commotion, Chen Feng returned home.
A dirt house with a thatched roof, a gray stone mill next to the donkey shed.
His parents were old, and the only elder sister in the family married to another village five years ago.
He set aside distracting thoughts, took a curved blade and a basket, intending to chop some firewood in the forest.
Days were getting worse, and news of the rebel army attacking the city became more frequent.
Yet he continually thought of the immortals mentioned in storybooks and by storytelling masters.
Numerous times chopping firewood, traversing the forests around the village, passing through lairs.
No discoveries, and nearly fell prey to a beast.
In a narrow escape, he stumbled into a gorge and consumed some wild fruits.
"My strength increased a lot, it’s like there’s endless power in my body."
With a surprised look, Chen Feng lifted a rock as big as a millstone.
He suspected it was the effect of eating the wild fruits.
Discarding the giant rock, he went back searching, wanting to bring some back for his parents.
Strangely, the wild fruits had vanished, including the gorge itself.
"How could it be?"
In disbelief, Chen Feng couldn’t accept the scene before him.
It was like an illusion, everything was his own fantasy.
Standing there dazed, a firm thought suddenly emerged in his mind.
"In this world, perhaps there truly are immortals."
Only immortals could have such means, earlier he very likely had encountered an immortal fate.
Not daring to make a commotion, he later returned to the village.
Resolving to continue searching for traces of immortals, yet the rebel army attacked and occupied Lin’an City, along with over a dozen surrounding villages.
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