Chapter 210: A Horrifying Sense of Déjà Vu!
Chapter 210: A Horrifying Sense of Déjà Vu!
What arrogance!
“Brother Tang, did you also sense it?”
The woman’s face also revealed a trace of shock and doubt as she asked somewhat uncertainly.
The man shook his head and said helplessly, “Mm, I feel like Biao’er has changed completely. If it weren’t for his soul aura still being Biao’er’s, I would have even suspected he underwent Soul Possession.”
The woman’s eyes showed an indescribable desolation as she sighed, “Alright, probably you’re just missing Biao’er too much. After all, Biao’er narrowly escaping death this time is already a great stroke of luck for us! Although he’s not our biological child, we still haven’t properly cared for him all these years. If it weren’t for this problem arising, we wouldn’t even have realized how we pursuit the Heavenly Dao so fervently, attempting to achieve eternal life. Yet when our closest loved one faced a disaster, weren’t we utterly helpless? Maybe we’ve both been wrong about it… cough!”
“Haha, perhaps…”
The middle-aged man gave a helpless laugh as well.
…
Unawares, a night had passed by. It wasn’t until noon the next day that Wang Feng finally opened his eyes. However, after doing so and seeing everything before him, his eyes, which had been filled with light, dimmed again.
“Haha, have I really traveled through time? Can’t go back?”
His tears inexplicably began to well up as they seemed ready to flow at any moment.
“Mm? No, go back? Where would I go?”
While his eyes still shone with tears, Wang Feng paused slightly, looking rather puzzled.
“Young Master, you’re finally awake!”
After noticing Wang Feng had awakened, Little Lv was somehow already waiting quietly nearby. She said with a beaming smile on her face.
“Haha…”
Seeing Little Lv’s full smile, Wang Feng didn’t feel comfortable saying much either. He only gave a faint laugh, then ceased overthinking and rose to walk over to the table.
“Little Lv, let’s eat together!”
Wang Feng called to Little Lv, indicating he intended to share a meal.
“No, no, Young Master, don’t mock Little Lv like that. Little Lv is just a servant—how could she possibly sit with the Young Master? If Lord found out, he’d surely skin me alive.”
Upon hearing Wang Feng’s words, Little Lv’s face blanched in fear, and she involuntarily moved a bit farther away as she spoke with fright.
“Haha!”
Wang Feng gave a faint laugh, didn’t say anything more, and just proceeded to eat on his own.
…
A full quarter-hour had passed.
Wang Feng seemed to have figured it out, that all of this before him probably wasn’t a dream. He might have truly come to another world and couldn’t help sighing, “Since Heaven has given me this chance, I will certainly not disappoint you. I don’t know what your purpose is right now! But I know what my purpose is—I will leave this world!
No, damn it, I was just a nobody in that world, the Goddess I pursued so desperately got won over by some rich handsome guy in a matter of days! I’m definitely not going back to that crappy world!
Yeah, why am I here?
…
After finishing his meal, Wang Feng sat down at the desk, gazing at the two suns hanging outside the window, silently pondering.
He was filled with too many questions. He clearly remembered being a university student, yet everything here felt so strangely familiar, as if he’d lived here before – the feeling was just too real.
Wang Feng couldn’t make sense of it. Everything before his eyes was alien, yet it felt deeply familiar.
“Hmph, seems my luck isn’t great either. Didn’t they say people who transmigrate inherit the original owner’s memories? But me? Seems like I’m completely clueless!
Not just clueless, but plagued by this damn déjà vu!”
Wang Feng wryly smiled in resignation. He casually flipped through the books on the desk, thinking helplessly.
Buzz!
The instant he thought “déjà vu,” Tang Jinbiao’s mind reeled violently. A flicker of terror flashed in his eyes as he thought, “Could it be… could it be… No, no, absolutely impossible! Must be my overactive imagination. Yeah, definitely just thinking too much!”
“Young Master, do you really remember nothing?” Little Lv stared at the stranger-yet-familiar youth, her face etched with doubt and uncertainty.
She had heard of cases of amnesia, but had never imagined it happening right beside her.
“Eh, don’t remember. Not even my name.” Wang Feng turned to look at Little Lv, spreading his hands and shrugging helplessly as he spoke.
Wang Feng silently reassured himself, “It must just be me still being so weak, that’s why I have such crazy thoughts! Yeah, it has to be that!”
“Ah!” Hearing Wang Feng say this startled Little Lv. “Young Master, you can’t be joking, can you? How could you forget your own name?”
“Alright. Never mind that weird sense of déjà vu for now. Figuring out the here and now, surviving – that’s what’s important!” Wang Feng decided. He would integrate into this new world. He would survive in this new world.
As for everything before? He could only choose to forget. Only by forgetting the past could there be a fresh start, could there be a future. So, he said with a faint smile, “Hmm. I really have forgotten.”
He had often regretted the past. Regretted not studying harder, leading to not getting into a better university, leading to lazing around every day.
He also regretted that if only he’d been braver back then, maybe that girl he loved wouldn’t have just vanished inexplicably, leaving no intersection in his life afterward. He had inquired time and again about what happened to her, but it was like searching for a needle in the ocean.
Perhaps some people just pass by that way. Even the later so-called Goddess was just a shot in the arm for his heart during lonely times. And now, since heaven granted him a chance to start over, why not cherish it properly?
Having made sense of this, the gloom in Wang Feng’s heart vanished entirely, replaced by longing and anticipation for this new life and new world.
“Hmm? Wait… no, no. What is it? Something’s off… If I’m not mistaken, someone’s coming soon!”
Even though he had settled his mind on surviving in this world, Wang Feng still felt something wasn’t quite right. A vague premonition told him someone was approaching.
“But then… why did you call the Master ‘Uncle’ yesterday? Oh! Right, right! You even said it was filming a movie! Hehe!”
Little Lv paused in surprise but quickly caught on. A strange expression crossed her face, a mix of wanting to laugh but holding back. However, when she mentioned “filming a movie,” she looked slightly bewildered, as the term was unfamiliar to her.
“Ahem…” Wang Feng sighed helplessly.
“Young Master, what ‘filming a movie’ mean? Is it… edible?”
After suddenly discovering such a word, Little Lv seemed disbelieving of Wang Feng’s memory loss. Instead, she asked playfully with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Screech!
Wang Feng was just about to say something when a loud bird cry pierced the air. Far in the distance, a vague black dot appeared in his sight.
A moment later, a large black eagle gradually came into view. Standing atop the eagle was an elderly man past his fiftieth year.
The old man wore an expression of supreme arrogance, his hands clasped behind his back, radiating an air of haughty self-importance. Seeing the eagle, Wang Feng’s body shook involuntarily. He muttered under his breath, “A Demon Beast? A Cultivator? Oh shit! Are these for real? Oh shit, shit, shit!”
“Ah! An admissions Instructor from the Divine Wind Academy!”
In contrast, Little Lv beside him gasped in astonishment upon seeing the eagle and the old man, a wave of barely suppressible excitement washing over her face, as if she’d stumbled upon some priceless treasure.
“Huh? Divine Wind Academy?”
Hearing the name Divine Wind Academy, Wang Feng’s face involuntarily contorted into a strange expression. Yet inwardly, he thought to himself: Hang on, didn’t Chen Dong’s ‘Sacred Tomb’ novel also have an academy by the same name?
Could it be the same one?
No way!
That’d be way too coincidental. I must be overthinking this. Could it be a lingering side effect from… ahem… previous overindulgences?
Wait. How did I even know someone was coming earlier? What’s happening to me? What’s going on?
“Ah?! Young Master, you really don’t remember anything? Not even the Divine Wind Academy?”
Seeing Wang Feng genuinely seem to have never heard of the Divine Wind Academy, Little Lv finally became convinced. Wang Feng might truly have lost his memories.
Because before this, Wang Feng’s sole ambition had been to gain entry into the Divine Wind Academy. The Divine Wind Academy held a uniquely exalted position on the continent. It could even be said it was a place countless people dreamed of. To study there for a few years meant emerging as a pillar of talent.
Just then, the old man and the eagle had already arrived directly above the large courtyard. The old man swept his gaze casually over the scene below—a gaze that carried the weight of heaven’s will—before a stern, authoritative voice rang out: “Tang Zhantian, Family Head of the Tang Family in Wuzhou, step forth and speak.”
Wang Feng felt a thunderous roar explode in his head, like a thousand peals of thunder crashing simultaneously. However, what truly terrified him wasn’t the old man’s imposing pressure; it was the horrifying speculation blooming within his own mind: No, no, no! Impossible! Utterly impossible! How can this be? I must be overthinking things! Definitely!
“Haha! For Senior Wang to grace the Tang Family with his presence truly honours our humble abode! It illuminates the simple dwelling! Please, Senior Wang, come inside and take a seat.”
While Wang Feng was still lost in his daze, he saw a flash of white light streak past. A man materialized right before the old man, his booming laughter announcing his arrival.
“Unnecessary. My arrival in Wuzhou is merely a brief stop on my journey. Word came from above. I heard your Tang Jinbiao managed to slay three Core Formation rogue cultivators while possessing only Foundation Building Cultivation—a talent of significant potential, deemed worthy material for shaping. I was dispatched to assess him. If suitable, he could enroll in our Divine Wind Academy. Incidentally, the three disciples your Tang Family nominated this year… all failed to qualify!”
The old man surnamed Wang retained his air of haughty arrogance, his tone indifferent and dismissive, like a ruler addressing common folk.
“Ah, yes, Senior Wang refers to my worthless son. However, I’m afraid it would be impossible now…”
A flicker of displeasure, well-concealed, surfaced in Tang Zhantian’s eyes. While this man before him wasn’t his match in cultivation level, Tang Zhantian nonetheless had to tread carefully in his speech, wary of causing offense that might bring disaster upon himself and his family. After all, the man had the immense backing of the Divine Wind Academy. Of course, Tang Zhantian did have another layer of connection with this elder.
“Hmm?”
A trace of impatience appeared on the old Wang’s face, clearly waiting for Tang Zhantian’s explanation.
“The situation is thus, Senior Wang. Several months ago, my son indeed vanquished the ‘Wuzhou Three Evils’ despite possessing only Foundation Building Cultivation. However, he suffered grievous wounds himself, fell unconscious, and, strangely, his Spiritual Root vanished entirely. All his Cultivation Level dissipated. He only regained consciousness yesterday. If Senior Wang doubts it, this humble one can take you to see him immediately.” Tang Zhantian hastened to explain.
“Oh, I see. No need then. Since the Tang Family Head himself has found no solution, this old man won’t impose further. Farewell, until we meet again.”
Hearing Tang Zhantian’s explanation, the old Wang’s interest visibly waned. Following a brief, perfunctory exchange, the old man surnamed Wang departed.
“Hmph! Barking dogs bite not when backed by the hunt!”
As the old Wang’s form faded into the horizon, Tang Zhantian’s eyes glinted with a cold light, a snort escaping his lips.
“Such arrogance!”
Wang Feng also felt deep disdain, though inwardly he muttered: Tang Jinbiao? Hmm, that name definitely sounds way cooler than what I used to be called. Honestly… I kinda like this new name!
Tang Zhantian in the sky seemed to sense Wang Feng’s gaze. His eyes shifted downwards. Spotting Wang Feng below, a gentle smile softened Tang Zhantian’s features. Yet, beneath that smile lurked a trace of almost undetectable bewilderment…