“You say this Junior Brother, what exactly is his background?”
Hearing Chen Sheng’s confusion, Jiang Cheng was startled.
“What background? Didn’t we personally pick him up? He himself said he’s a child from a village down the mountain, and his Family isn’t well-off.”
“Idiot!”
Chen Sheng tapped his head, spat out a sunflower seed shell, and then held out his hand.
Jiang Cheng understood, and shared half of the sunflower seeds in his hand.
The two sat on the rooftop, quietly watching An Chen’s small house in the distance.
“You believe whatever he says? The Sect Leader found a Spirit Nurturing Stage Junior Martial Uncle today to go down the mountain and investigate An Chen’s identity. I’m close with this Junior Martial Uncle, and he secretly told me that today he asked around the nearby mountain villages but couldn’t find anyone named An Chen! He said tomorrow he’s going to check the city’s household registration to see if such a person exists.”
“There’s no such person in the villages… Then he lied to us!”
Jiang Cheng was greatly alarmed and was quickly silenced by Chen Sheng covering his mouth.
“This matter must not be leaked.”
“Mm-hmm!”
Jiang Cheng nodded, and only then did Chen Sheng release him.
“I knew it! How did he manage to catch up to the carriage halfway up the mountain? At the time, I actually believed his excuse!”
Chen Sheng patted his shoulder.
“He lied to us, but he must have his own concerns and thoughts. At least from my perspective, this kid has no ill intentions, and that’s enough. If we get along well with him, we’ll have meat to eat in the future.”
“Then… what do you think is his purpose for sneaking into our Sect?”
“Purpose? I don’t know. To be honest, why would a Genius with such a good Spiritual Root go to such lengths to sneak in here? And he Cultivates so diligently… Honestly, I don’t understand.”
Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something, his eyes lighting up.
“I read a storybook once, and it talked about a young man whose Family was annihilated by enemies, but he fortunately escaped. Finally, he was granted Divine Power and obtained an extremely precious Heavenly Spiritual Root. Then he joined the nearest Immortal Sect, transferred through several Sects, and eventually Cultivated to the He Dao Stage, killing all his enemies clean…”
“Stop, stop, stop, stop!”
Chen Sheng interrupted Jiang Cheng, a look of disdain on his face.
“Your foundation is better than mine, yet your Realm is still about the same as mine after all these years. So besides wasting your time on those useless talismans, you’ve been reading this kind of stuff every day!”
“It’s boring… But tell me, doesn’t his desperate drive to Cultivate seem like someone who harbors a deep hatred and wants revenge?”
“…”
Chen Sheng was speechless.
“There are many people who Cultivate diligently, and they don’t necessarily have a motive for revenge. Some people simply see Cultivation as a way to turn their lives around… You should know this better than I, right?”
“That’s true…”
Jiang Chen stroked his chin and nodded.
“But I’ve never seen him Cultivate so desperately. In the two days since he joined, he’s barely Cultivated except when talking to us or eating. Has he been Cultivating all other times? He’s in Qi Refining, but he’s acting like the Sect Leader in closed-door Cultivation!”
“At least he has the capital to keep Cultivating. We can’t do that.”
Chen Sheng waved his hand and jumped down from the rooftop.
“He’s gifted, Cultivation isn’t tiring for him. He’s truly a Genius, I’m so envious.”
“Envious of what? We’re already much stronger than Mortals. We’ll definitely be able to Breakthrough to Spirit Nurturing in the future. How many people envy us!”
“That’s true.”
Chen Sheng casually tossed a pile of sunflower seed shells, and his wind-attributed spiritual power blew them far away.
“We are already standing above many people.”
Time passed quickly. When An Chen opened his eyes again, the countdown was exactly five minutes.
He was about to return.
Having never experienced returning to his own world, An Chen was still a little worried.
What if he couldn’t go back?
However, Su Xiaojiu’s successful case also prevented him from getting too nervous.
Feeling the spiritual power circulating within his body, An Chen’s face showed a smile.
This Realm, he must be far ahead of many people, right?
This wasn’t referring to people on the Kyushu Continent, but those on Earth.
He firmly believed that Transmigration couldn’t be small-scale; there must be many others who had Transmigrated to Kyushu.
An Chen ate another pancake, planning to save the rest to eat after returning to Earth.
The countdown quickly ended.
The moment the numbers reached zero, the world before An Chen’s eyes suddenly collapsed. He felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, surrounded by darkness.
He still had consciousness. He reached out to touch his surroundings but couldn’t feel anything.
This process was very short and ended quickly.
The world reassembled before his eyes. Amidst the swirling light, familiar scenery appeared before him.
An Chen stood at the bathroom door, and the dark bathroom door had returned to normal… Huh?!
An Chen noticed something was wrong.
The bathroom door, along with the entire doorframe, had completely disappeared.
And An Chen suddenly felt his hand throbbing with heat.
An Chen looked down and saw a door-shaped pattern had appeared on the back of his hand at some unknown time, emitting a faint golden light, which then slowly dissipated.
Finally, a tattoo-like pattern remained on the back of his hand.
The pattern was small, about the size of a coin. An Chen didn’t know what purpose this pattern served, but it was definitely related to Transmigration.
An Chen looked around, confirmed this was his home, then walked into the living room, only to find Su Xiaojiu sitting on the sofa, pouting unhappily.
“You… came back too?”
An Chen had previously guessed that this Transmigration would be continuous, and now he could still feel the forty-eight-hour countdown.
Not only that, Su Xiaojiu’s appearance also confirmed this conjecture.
“Mmm.”
Su Xiaojiu flopped onto the sofa in frustration, letting out a strange cry.
“I failed.”
“Failed at what?”
An Chen was puzzled.
“After Transmigrating to your world, time on the Kyushu Continent stops flowing. My plan to break the record for running away from home failed…”
“?!”
An Chen immediately pulled out his phone, lit up the screen, and looked at the time.
September 22, 2024, Sunday, 18:02
Only… two minutes had passed?
Does this mean… the time flow in the two worlds, Kyushu Continent and Earth, is not simultaneous?
An Chen scratched his head, feeling a headache coming on.
He couldn’t figure out how this was done.
This was too bizarre.
However, this was also a good thing.
At least he didn’t have to worry about suddenly disappearing for a period of time and then suddenly reappearing in both worlds, which would arouse suspicion.
An Chen’s phone suddenly rang.
An Chen took it out and was slightly surprised.
It was a call from Yuan Lihuan.
“Someone’s calling you?”
Su Xiaojiu was already familiar with using a phone and knew what it meant when it rang.
“Mmm.”
An Chen put his index finger to his lips, signaling Su Xiaojiu not to speak, then pressed the answer button and picked up the call.
“Hello?”
A light chuckle came from the other end of the line.
“An Chen, have you been to Kyushu?”
