Chapter 211: Doubts (Part One)
Chapter 211: Doubts (Part One)
“Haha, Biao’er, how are you? Pretty much recovered today, aren’t you?”
Tang Zhantian no longer paid attention to the Divine Wind Academy’s Instructor who had already left. Instead, he landed on the ground and spoke to Wang Feng with a smile.
However, within his smile was carried a trace of doubt and perplexity. Although the person before him shared his son’s appearance and soul aura, Tang Zhantian felt an unfamiliarity emanating from him.
“Huh? Tang Jinbiao? Who’s Tang Jinbiao? Ah, I remember, my current identity is Tang Jinbiao!”
Wang Feng was momentarily stunned, but immediately reacted. He nodded and said, “Yes, almost all better. But there’s one thing that might disappoint you.”
“Oh? Tell me, what would disappoint your father?”
Tang Zhantian asked, seeming somewhat curious. He could sense that this “son” of his had consistently given him a feeling of unfamiliarity.
That unfamiliarity was an inner sense, an intuition. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different, but he simply felt he didn’t know him.
“I’ve suffered amnesia! Complete amnesia. I don’t even remember my own name.”
Wang Feng stated frankly. At this moment, he urgently needed to understand this world and quickly adapt to it.
However, he didn’t mention his soul transmigration. After all, he didn’t know Tang Zhantian’s attitude towards him. If he confessed the truth outright, he feared he might immediately suffer harm. Though he had been idle before his transmigraton, that didn’t mean he was foolish.
Crucially, there was another point: everything before him felt familiar. Yet, simultaneously, everything was both incredibly strange and deeply familiar to him.
“Oh, that’s alright. Your mother and I expected that long ago. After all, your injuries were devastating this time; just managing to scrape back your life is already very fortunate. Minor things like amnesia are insignificant. As long as you make an effort, it’ll slowly get better.”
Tang Zhantian seemed to have long anticipated this outcome and spoke without any surprise.
“Minor? Are you kidding? Amnesia is a minor thing?” Wang Feng muttered in his heart.
“Just… just…”
Hearing Tang Zhantian say this, Wang Feng seemed hesitant.
Tang Zhantian frowned and asked, “Just what?”
“Just… I don’t actually know my name now. And also, calling you ‘Father’ feels… quite awkward.” Wang Feng voiced his thoughts.
“Young Master!”
The nearby Little Lv heard Wang Feng’s words and her face turned pale with fright. She hurriedly interjected.
“Haha, it’s fine, it’s fine. Over all these years, your mother and I haven’t taken good care of you. Not to mention you having amnesia now—even when you were well in the past, we rarely heard you call us. That is indeed our failing.
Alright, Little Lv, you take Biao’er around to get properly acquainted. I still have a batch of Elixirs to refine.”
Tang Zhantian said with a smile, but after speaking only a few sentences, he departed in haste.
“Huh, Little Lv, is refining Elixirs really that important to him?”
Seeing “Father” Tang Zhantian leave after barely speaking, especially as he always seemed to rush off for “Elixirs” after just a few sentences, Wang Feng’s mind filled with doubt. He couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes, Young Master. Since you’ve lost your memory now, you naturally don’t know the renown of our Master’s pill refinement. Though Master’s Cultivation Level is only at Mid Core Formation Stage, he possesses the rare ability to refine Level 4 or even Level 5 Elixirs that even some Nascent Soul Cultivators cannot produce. He is a renowned figure across the entire Divine Wind Continent.”
A hint of pride surfaced on Little Lv’s face as she spoke.
Though she said this aloud, her mind harbored suspicion. She muttered to herself, “Has Young Master truly lost his memory? Why do I feel this current Young Master isn’t… him?”
“Hm? Level 4 Elixirs?”
Upon hearing this term, countless thoughts involuntarily surfaced in Wang Feng’s mind. He decided to first ask Little Lv to explain this detail.
Little Lv said, “Hmm, a fourth-grade elixir. Oh, I forgot all of a sudden, you’ve lost your memory.
Elixirs have a total of ten grades.
The lowest grade is the first-grade elixir, then comes the second-grade, third-grade, ascending like that, with the highest being the tenth-grade.
I heard only a Tribulation Transcendent can refine a tenth-grade elixir. As for anything higher, I haven’t heard of it.”
“Huh, I still don’t get it!”
Wang Feng shook his head and said.
Truthfully, he was starting to piece things together somewhat in his mind, but he didn’t voice it, otherwise this “amnesia” wouldn’t seem like amnesia anymore.
“Alright, let me explain it this way. The grading of elixirs is actually directly related to the division of a cultivator’s cultivation stages.
On our Divine Wind Continent, a cultivator’s cultivation stages are divided into Qi Condensation, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Soul Refinement, and Tribulation Transcendence.
Among these, Qi Condensation is divided into nine layers. The first to third layers of Qi Condensation don’t really have any substantial effect.
Only upon reaching the Fourth Layer of Qi Condensation can one cast spells, marking the difference from mortals, and one can start using magical tools; that’s when combat strength begins to increase significantly.
As for elixirs, one can only consume the lowest-grade ones after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage. However, if one is a Body Refiner, the requirement isn’t quite as strict. For cultivators in the Qi Condensation Stage, they usually only rely on medicinal liquids to cleanse their marrow and purge impurities…”
Seeming worried that Wang Feng didn’t comprehend, Little Lv patiently began to explain it thoroughly.
After explaining for a solid quarter of an hour, Little Lv finally stopped.
Listening to Little Lv for so long, Wang Feng understood conceptually.
The continent he was currently on was called the Divine Wind Continent, and on this continent, almost everyone practiced cultivation.
Mainly, this cultivation was divided into two paths: one was Body Refining, and the other was Immortal Cultivation.
However, generally, those with spiritual roots chose Immortal Cultivation because its achievements far exceeded those of Body Refining. Moreover, Body Refining was incredibly arduous and difficult. Without abundant resources, one might strive their entire life only to achieve something barely comparable to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Even with sufficient resources, without significant opportunities, one couldn’t cross the hurdle of the Body Refining Third Tier!
As for the cultivator stage divisions, they largely resembled what he’d read about in those novels, so a strange thought surfaced in his mind, and he speculated secretly.
Perhaps this place really was just a world within his dream. It was only that this dream felt too real, making it hard to distinguish reality from illusion. He even had a terrifying suspicion that this wasn’t the first time he’d had this dream!
Fortunately, he had already decided that whether this was a dream or reality, he would keep moving forward.
Seeing Wang Feng slowly digesting the information, Little Lv ultimately stopped talking. She just said, “Alright, Young Master doesn’t need to ask me about these things. Young Master only needs to go back and read through all the books on his bookshelf, and then it will all become clear.”
“Hmm, okay, no need. What you just said, I pretty much understand now.”
On this Divine Wind Continent, practically everyone practices cultivation; they are either Immortal Cultivators or Body Refiners; mortals make up only a very small portion.
Naturally, Body Refiners are essentially a minor affair, achieving nothing truly significant. Therefore, their classification is quite simple, and the cultivation arts available to them are pitifully few. In contrast, Immortal Cultivators not only have meticulously divided stages, but there are also many cultivation arts.
These stages are broadly classified as Qi Condensation, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Soul Refinement, and Tribulation Transcendence. Except for Qi Condensation, which has nine layers, the others are all divided into early, middle, and late stages.
Cultivation arts are further divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow, with the Heaven-rank being the highest and the Yellow-tier being the lowest. Naturally, the rank of the cultivation art influences one’s ultimate potential for achievement.
If a cultivator at the Late Foundation Building Stage practiced a Heaven-rank Cultivation Technique, even if they encountered an Early-stage Golden Core cultivator who practiced a Yellow Tier Cultivation Art, they could potentially put up a fight.
The gap in strength between Core Formation and Foundation Building is normally hard to overcome, but because of differences in cultivation techniques, the possibility of contesting exists.
However, according to what you said, there probably aren’t many Heaven-rank Cultivation Techniques on the entire Divine Wind Continent. It might even be said that Earth-rank techniques are likely quite rare…”
Having read far too many cultivation novels, Wang Feng already grasped about seventy to eighty percent of it just from Little Lv’s explanation. Unable to help himself, he started to elaborate confidently.
“Uh… Young Master, did you really lose your memory?”
Seeing Wang Feng suddenly spout out so much information in one breath, Little Lv became suspicious again.
“Huh? I certainly have amnesia. It’s just that these things seem to have been in my mind all along. Your explanation just reminded me of them.”
Wang Feng said nonchalantly.
Of course, the main reason he dared to say this was precisely because he still suspected everything might just be a dream. These divisions like Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow for cultivation arts? That was straight out of Battle Through the Heavens! As for the stage divisions, those were everywhere. Though he told himself this, Tang Jinbiao – no, Wang Feng – remained doubtful.
“Huh, but… Young Master, on another note, ever since you woke up this time, it seems like you’ve become a different person.”
Little Lv observed Wang Feng carefully for a moment and said thoughtfully.
“Is that so?”
A trace of a smile appeared on Wang Feng’s lips as he countered.
Thud!
Just as the smile touched his lips, Wang Feng’s heart skipped a beat. This feeling was too familiar, as if he had made this exact gesture countless times before.
“Hmm, yes, you seem like a different person. It’s as if your body is still the same Young Master’s, but your soul seems to have become someone else’s!”
After thinking about it, surprisingly, Little Lv said something startling. Moreover, seeing that smile curl at the corner of Tang Jinbiao’s lips made her feel a bit dazed.
Hearing Little Lv’s words, Wang Feng’s expression involuntarily changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, forcing a laugh and saying, “Heh, Little Lv, do you mean to say I’ve been subjected to Soul Possession?”
“No, no, Young Master, don’t misunderstand me, that’s not what I meant, Little Lv didn’t mean that…”
Little Lv seemed to catch the implication and hurriedly tried to explain, though her own heart gave a lurch as she thought to herself, “Could Young Master really have been possessed? No, no, it shouldn’t be. If he had been possessed, the Master and Madam would certainly have noticed the difference. It must truly be that he lost his memory, and that’s why I have this feeling… But why do I feel this way?”
“Alright, I’m not blaming you. But since we’re idle right now, why don’t you tell me a bit about my past? Otherwise, I won’t be able to move anywhere.”
Though a thousand explosions were going off in his heart, Wang Feng managed to speak with outward calm.