novelraw Chapter 1105 - 641: Transcendence Attained, End of Transcendence
Chapter 1105 - 641: Transcendence Attained, End of Transcendence
One life after another.
Chen Feng lost his memory time and again, pursuing transcendence in reincarnation, seeking his true self.
From an ordinary person to an entrepreneur, from an ancient farmer to the founding ancestor of a dynasty.
In the subsequent cycles, he experienced one diverse life after another.
From a homeless wanderer living on the streets to a low-key wealthy merchant who loved collecting antiques, owning considerable assets.
Or perhaps an archaeologist in a technological world, a cyber world transformation fanatic with body implants....
In each experience, he pursued traces of the transcendent, trying to prove something through it.
But time and again, he failed, mired in the cycle of reincarnation, unable to awaken.
Until later.
At an unknown point in his reincarnation, he entered a Western world, becoming a fallen noble of a kingdom.
"It is said that the Blood Clan remains youthful and immortal, wielding numerous mysterious powers."
"And there are wizards, who are the true rulers of this world, leaving behind many relics worldwide, filled with countless secret treasures."
"Legends speak of ancient times when giant dragons and elves existed, later enslaved by wizards, vanishing from the world....."
Sitting in the castle, Chen Feng was clad in a silken robe, his ears echoing with the legends he gathered over time.
Blood Clan, wizards, giant dragons, elves....
He had profound eyes, always feeling like he had forgotten something.
Yet at the same time, these legends aroused much curiosity within him.
With a few instructions, he found the family’s knight and began practicing the art of the knight’s combat skills.
Initially thinking he might use this to step into transcendence, but upon actual contact, he quickly grew disappointed.
The so-called Knight’s Skill was merely about physical conditioning and swordsmanship training.
Even the kingdom’s strongest Knight Commander could at most fight a hundred foes, entirely different from his envisioning of unparalleled dominance.
Changing his mind, Chen Feng began sending people far and wide to pursue the legends left by the wizards.
Hidden relics all over the continent, the old site of the church in the Northern Highland.
The Southern Ocean said to spawn giant dragons, the green forest with rumored sightings of elves...
Year after year, he grew from youth to middle age, ignoring worldly affairs, fixated only on seeking myths and legends.
The already declining family unattended, fell further into decay.
By the time he was nearly fifty, the entire family was impoverished, completely collapsing.
The fief was seized, all family’s wealth exhausted.
He gradually became known among traveling bards as the fallen baron, the object of ridicule among many nobles in the kingdom.
"Do you see, Baron Feng Chen is still lost in his fantasies."
"Mythical legends, how could they exist? Just people’s fanciful whims."
"Perhaps the church people have beguiled him, haha..."
Never married, always pursuing myths and legends.
He became the laughingstock in everyone’s mouth.
Ignoring it all, Chen Feng continued on his journey, attempting to find new legends and relics.
Amidst moments of confusion and self-doubt, yet he always firmly believed transcendence definitely existed.
It was a nameless intuition; even inside, a feeling lingered, as if he couldn’t die at peace without witnessing transcendence.
Only by verifying those myths and legends could he truly be content.
Because of this, he kept venturing out, traversing the entire Continent Kingdom.
From the North to the South, from West Mountain to East Sea, experiencing several kingdom wars during the time.
Unknowingly, he became an archaeological master, with no one in the continent more adept in history than him.
Yet even so, he remained heavy-hearted.
Up to the age of seventy, he still hadn’t found an actual wizard or genuine transcendent trace.
Ultimately, in his old age and frailty.
No longer able to journey, he had to temporarily give up his pursuit, accepting a friend’s invitation to become a history lecturer at an academy.
"Baron Kingdom was founded seven hundred years ago, created by the great Emperor Reg Barren."
"The fief is in the Northern Grassland, formerly the Duke of Green Crystal’s territory, later fragmented by a rebellion, now ruled by three great families...."
In the academy’s classroom, Chen Feng, wearing reading glasses, spoke softly as he lectured.
Most of the noble students had good upbringing, were quite interested in history, raised new questions, or responded eagerly.
Day after day, Chen Feng grew accustomed to this mundane life.
Although he occasionally inquired about legends of transcendent traces, he slowly accepted reality, feeling that transcendence was likely merely his own fantasy.
Completely abandoning the idea of pursuing it further, he planned to spend his remaining years here.
"Teacher, I hear you’ve been to many places."
"I wonder, have you ever seen a wizard?"
On this day, a noble student curiously asked in class.
Many eyes turned towards him, as legends of wizards pervaded various kingdoms on the continent, mythical stories of creatures never ceased appearing.
In brief silence, Chen Feng set down his teaching materials, memories of past experiences flickering through his mind.
Once, he too, like these students, yearned for those mythical legends.
And similar questions, many had asked him before.
His past answers were always firm, maintaining that wizards were surely hidden somewhere, myths never faded.
But now....
"In this world, there are no wizards."
Gently shaking his head, Chen Feng seemed to have let something go.
Hearing this, all the noble students in the room were momentarily stunned.
They were surprised that Baron Feng Chen, rumored as the most fervent pursuer of wizard traces, for the first time denied the existence of wizards?