45 – Leaving Chi Family Village

“This is the incomplete cultivation technique?” Upon hearing this, Wang Ping showed a look of surprise and curiosity.

A cultivation technique passed down from a thousand years ago… its origins are truly astonishing.

A thousand years is too long, enough to make many things get lost in the river of history.

Just like the history of China, it is long and deep with magnificent tales, but it is difficult to know which parts of history are true and which were fabricated by later generations.

Time is ruthless, capable of burying so many things, making it impossible for descendants to know the true history.

This cultivation technique has been preserved for a thousand years and is a legacy of the Chi Clan. Even if it is incomplete, its value is still astounding.

“Village Chief, what grade is this technique?” Wang Ping, somewhat regretful, asked.

“Top-tier Earth Grade.” The Village Chief replied. “The technique is divided into three volumes: upper, middle, and lower. Each volume holds world-shaking secrets. The incomplete ancient book you have is the lower volume.”

“If it were the upper volume, it would still be cultivable. Although you can only practice the first three levels of the technique, as a top-tier Earth Grade technique, its power is inherently higher than other techniques, surpassing mid-tier Earth Grade ones. Only deeply cultivated high-tier Earth Grade techniques can compare.”

The Village Chief gently stroked the yellowed ancient book and sighed.

This incomplete technique carries too much history. Every time he looks at it, he can’t help but imagine the glory of the Chi Clan back then, and how invincible his ancestors must have been after cultivating this astounding technique, defeating all enemies.

But after fantasizing, looking at the current state of Chi Village, he could only feel desolate and sorrowful.

“The lower volume… what a pity.” Wang Ping felt a bit regretful.

If it were the upper volume, then his cultivation speed would undoubtedly increase significantly.

Although the Sword Spirit Sect’s lower-tier Earth Grade technique, the Sword Essence Technique, is also quite good, the gap between the grades of techniques is as vast as the gap between cultivation levels. The difference between the two is immense.

Not to mention the difference between a lower-tier and top-tier Earth Grade technique. Even an incomplete top-tier Earth Grade technique is incomparable to a lower-tier one.

However, it’s quite normal that the Village Chief doesn’t have the upper volume.

If the Village Chief had the upper volume, he would have already brought it out for the villagers to cultivate, and they wouldn’t have needed to practice the self-created Fire Spirit Art.

“This technique is called the Red Flame Technique. It is most suitable for fire-element cultivators. If you have great luck and can find the other two volumes, you will certainly surpass other experts of the same realm, dominating the world.”

The Village Chief handed the yellowed ancient book to Wang Ping solemnly.

“Thank you, Village Chief.” Wang Ping took it seriously and placed it in his storage ring.

Although he didn’t think he had much luck to easily find the other two volumes, he had the Life Simulator. With multiple simulations, he might find some clues.

If so, there was hope to gather all three volumes and make the powerful Red Flame Technique reappear in the world.

Afterwards, the Village Chief and Wang Ping returned to the group to prepare for dinner together.

“Come, come, Wang Ping, you’re about to leave. Let’s drink until we’re drunk tonight.” Chi Hu hooked his arm around Wang Ping’s neck and said enthusiastically.

“Today you lost all your meat and wine to me, so you’re not qualified to drink.” Wang Ping said seriously to Chi Hu.

“…”

“What are you talking about? At that time, it was just a verbal agreement and doesn’t count.”

Chi Hu’s face stiffened, then he winked at Wang Ping, totally disregarding his elder status.

He was determined to drink and eat meat no matter what.

The crowd booed at his words.

“Uncle Chi Hu, although I never expected you to fulfill the agreement and was just joking around, you’re a bit shameless here.”

Wang Ping was speechless. Dealing with someone who loves alcohol this much, he realized they would shamelessly do anything to drink.

Of course, Wang Ping was just joking back then and didn’t mean it seriously.

“Cough, you kid, really…” Chi Hu’s old face turned red, he coughed, and felt extremely embarrassed.

If he knew it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have said those words. Now, he ended up really embarrassed.
Seeing Chi Hu like this, everyone burst into laughter, making it livelier than ever.

The next day, in the morning, Wang Ping left Chi Village with the villagers seeing him off.

Of course, this place is relatively deep in the Black Wind Forest, and even ordinary Innate Realm warriors would face dangers traveling alone.

However, given Wang Ping’s current cultivation, as long as he doesn’t venture into the deepest areas, there won’t be any danger.

Following that, Wang Ping continued forward without encountering any danger.

Although he came across a level-five demon beast on the way, level-five demon beasts have developed some intelligence and knew that Wang Ping was not to be trifled with. Thus, it did not dare to attack him.

As the sun set, casting its glow across the sky, Wang Ping arrived at Black Wind Town.

Due to his previous life experiences, Wang Ping was quite familiar with Black Wind Town.

After all, he had also lived in Black Wind Town for a year.

Soon, Wang Ping arrived at the inn on the first floor and ordered many dishes.

“Brother, dining alone is rather dull… how about we share a table?”

“Young Master, that is inappropriate… Your esteemed status deserves better company than common folk.”

At a nearby table, where three diners were waiting for their food, one of the men looked at Wang Ping and spoke to him.

Following that came the slightly sharp voice of a young maid.

These three diners comprised one man and two women.

The man looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a folding fan engraved with a phoenix pattern. He was dressed in white, spotless, with smooth hair, fair skin, red lips, and white teeth. With almond-shaped eyes, he was exceptionally handsome, a charming young man who would make many girls feel shy.

The two women at the table with him included a young maid with a delicate appearance, also about fifteen or sixteen, seemingly the boy’s servant.

The other was an old woman, who appeared very aged, but her eyes were not cloudy. They shone brightly as she stared intently at Wang Ping, deep in thought.

The earlier words came from the charming young man and the young maid.

Wang Ping looked up at the trio, his gaze deep.

He hadn’t expected to encounter experts right after leaving the Black Wind Forest and arriving at Black Wind Town.

The charming young man, though young, had an impressive cultivation, with a seventh-level Acquired Realm cultivation.

The maid had a second-level Acquired Realm cultivation, quite gifted in her own right.

The old woman was the most terrifying.

Her cultivation was profound and immeasurable, also at the Spirit Origin Realm.

In his previous life experience, after leaving the Black Wind Forest and coming to this inn, Wang Ping hadn’t encountered such a trio.

Of course, during his previous life experience, he left Chi Village over a month later, so encountering different people was normal.

“I am Yuan Xia. May I ask your name, brother?” The charming young man then asked Wang Ping.

“My name is Wang Ping.” Seeing that the other had no ill intentions, Wang Ping answered.

“Wang Ping, it’s fate to meet… How about we become friends?” Yuan Xia fanned his folding fan and smiled.

“Alright.” Wang Ping glanced at the old woman without showing much emotion and nodded.

“In that case, let’s share a table. It’ll be more lively.” Yuan Xia warmly said and pushed the two tables together, then called out to the waiter, “Waiter, serve the best wine and dishes you have.”

“Right away!” The waiter replied cheerfully.

“By the way, where are you from, Brother Wang?” After speaking to the waiter, Yuan Xia curiously asked, “Brother Wang, you’re so young yet possess such cultivation that even I can’t discern it… You’re truly gifted… Why haven’t I heard of you before?”

Wang Ping looked about twenty years old, with a cultivation of at least the seventh level of the Acquired Realm. Even though his talent probably wasn’t as extraordinary as Yuan Xia’s or Bai Tianhong’s, he shouldn’t remain unknown.

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