Chapter 9: The Mystery of the Womb, Reincarnation

"However, investment also requires methods and strategies."

Zhang Xuan felt excited, yet his mind remained very calm.

Meng Qi would possess countless top-tier divine arts in the future.

Zhang Xuan could think of two of them with a casual thought, both renowned as the best for transformation and the best for physical invincibility.

In myths and legends, only Sun Wukong and Yang Jian successfully cultivated the Eight-Nine Profound Art to a profound level.

The second is the Legend-level technique capable of severing the past and future within the river of fate, seeking only to be invincible in the current age: the Overlord's Six Slashes.

That was a technique created by the Overlord specifically to sever the shackles and connections of Anan, though unfortunately, it fell short at the final step.

These two techniques alone are already the best in the world, not to mention that after Meng Qi becomes the Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi, he becomes the Origin of All Worlds and the Fruit of All Worlds.

Basically, all the top-tier techniques in the world are open to him.

It can be said that investing in Meng Qi is equivalent to investing in a world.

However, a direct and crude investment, giving Meng Qi some small benefits, should not yield too much of a return in the future.

After all, the Chat Group looks high-end, but it is all superficial; it is actually quite empty inside.

Others might not know, but as the Group Owner, Zhang Xuan is very clear about it.

The only things of slight value in the group are the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Black Jade Ointment in the Group File, but their overall value is not considered very high.

Relying on such meager items to invest in Meng Qi, the future returns will definitely not be much.

Therefore, it is necessary to talk about methods and strategies.

Giving everything currently available to Meng Qi all at once counts as an initial investment; Meng Qi should be grateful and provide a certain return.

But the return will definitely not be much.

However, if a different approach is taken, there should be more and greater gains.

After all, there are quite a few small accounts in the group, and while their status is not high, one can borrow the prestige and banner of the group's Administrators.

Zhang Sanfeng might have a slight understanding of concepts like Tier 11 or Ten-Tier Heavenly Dao Controller, but it definitely won't be very profound.

But for someone like Meng Qi, who has been tempered in modern society, these concepts will definitely not be unfamiliar, and he will certainly know how powerful these Administrators are.

By using their identities and status to borrow their prestige, Meng Qi will definitely be more convinced.

Zhang Xuan already had a rough idea in his mind.

Therefore, he responded unhurriedly.

Zhang Xuan: "The pagoda suppresses the river demon, are you a transmigrator?"

Meng Qi, who was sleeping on a communal bed in the Shaolin Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard, was greatly shocked and almost jumped off the bed. Although he had previously anticipated that Zhang Xuan might be a modern person, he did not expect the guess to be true.

Not Wanting to Be a Monk: "Brother, what era are you from? Are you on Earth?"

When Meng Qi typed this line, his hands were trembling slightly.

Having just transmigrated, he still found it a bit hard to accept.

And the other party seemed to still be on Earth.

Meng Qi became instantly excited; his Earth still had his parents, relatives, and many friends, and he was very curious about his current state on Earth.

Not Wanting to Be a Monk: "I wonder if Brother Zhang Xuan can do me a favor and go take a look at my home, as well as my parents and relatives."

Zhang Xuan was taken aback. That Meng Qi would suddenly make such a request of him was something he was used to, but he also felt it was only natural; after all, no one can sever the past all at once, and the current Meng Qi is not that Heavenly Venerable Meng.

As he is now, having just transmigrated and been tonsured at Shaolin, it is only natural that his memories of the past are deep.

Although he could understand, Zhang Xuan decisively refused.

Zhang Xuan: "I'm afraid that won't work."

Not Wanting to Be a Monk: "Why? I can offer enough rewards. Right now I am at Shaolin..."

Meng Qi thought up to this point and suddenly couldn't continue.

He is indeed currently at the Shaolin Temple, one of the Holy Lands in the eyes of many martial artists in the world, but he is not a disciple officially accepted into the Shaolin sect, but a little novice monk in the Shaolin Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard.

He doesn't have many opportunities to practice martial arts every day, and instead has to do chores in the Shaolin Temple, so his heart felt a bit depressed, and he couldn't make any promises.

He knew that top experts could also emerge from the Shaolin Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard; there are many such cases in Martial Arts novels.

The Fire-Gong Tou-Tuo, who had worked in the Shaolin Temple kitchen for many years, caused the entire Shaolin Temple to suffer a great loss of vitality when he betrayed the sect back then.

And the Nameless Sweeping Monk who swept outside the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Depository is one of the benchmark characters in Martial Arts novels.

But Meng Qi is not really a child like his current appearance suggests, still holding onto dreams.

He was once an adult and clearly knows that this is a fairy tale for adults.

Being properly assigned to the Shaolin Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard, he fears he won't have many opportunities to get ahead in his life.

He couldn't continue, but Zhang Xuan didn't stop; his thoughts turned in his mind, and he roughly knew what Meng Qi was thinking.

However, he didn't mention that, but instead patiently explained.

Zhang Xuan: "Helping Brother Meng Qi to understand the relevant situation and taking care of your parents and relatives from your previous life is a very simple matter."

"It is a small effort, and my refusal is not because I am afraid of trouble, but because the Earth I am on is likely not the same Earth as yours."

"Therefore, I am saying it in advance so that Brother Meng can be prepared."

"Huh?"

On the bed, Meng Qi was greatly shocked.

"Not the same Earth? Could it be that there are multiple Earths in the world?"

Meng Qi found it incredible; it didn't conform to common sense, but thinking about it carefully, he felt it was reasonable.

Transmigration has already happened, so what is the problem with there being two Earths?

Moreover, the Chat Group is clearly a Wanjie Chat Group, capable of communicating with all worlds, so it is reasonable for two Earths to appear.

But he still didn't give up, and stated his home address and the location of his parents.

He requested Zhang Xuan to go take a look for him, and if possible, try to take care of his parents.

Zhang Xuan was well aware that the two sides of the world were not on the same Earth, and he also clearly knew that everything about Meng Qi had been arranged quite clearly.

Whether it was Anan or Yuanshi Heavenly Venerable, they had both arranged everything for Meng Qi.

He didn't need to worry about much at all, nor did he need to fret, but he still simply agreed to it.

There was no need to even go out; he searched directly on the Baidu map and discovered that the address Meng Qi mentioned did not exist in the current area at all.

And the phone number Meng Qi gave was simply a disconnected number; he couldn't get through at all.

After notifying Meng Qi of the relevant matters, the latter was completely stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had been watching the entire chat, only then jumped out to make his presence known.

Zhang Sanfeng: The two... what do the two fellow Daoists mean by what you just said? Transmigrator? Earth? Address? Phone number? Why can this old Daoist not understand?

In the back mountain of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng was indeed bewildered.

Clearly, they were all speaking the same language, so why couldn't he understand these words when combined? He wasn't illiterate, and his level of education was actually quite good, alright.

He was, after all, someone capable of founding a sect.

Not Wanting to Be a Monk Meng Qi: The True Person has misunderstood. It is not that we are speaking some secret code, but rather that Zhang Xuan and I likely come from a similar place and have some local slang that we use. It is normal for the True Person not to understand. As for transmigration...

In the dormitory of the Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard of Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi, hiding under his quilt, still had eyes that were shining brightly.

Regarding the figures within Shaolin, and for this world he was currently in, his birth and his transmigration were, of course, a secret among secrets that could not be told to anyone. But for the figures in the Wanjie Chat Group, this was not an unspeakable secret; after all, Zhang Xuan already knew.

After thinking for a moment, Meng Qi organized his thoughts.

Not Wanting to Be a Monk Meng Qi: Calling it transmigration is actually not quite accurate. My situation is similar to reincarnation and rebirth, breaking through the mystery of the womb to regain the memories of a past life.

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng, staying in a secluded small courtyard in the back mountain, was full of astonishment.

Over these years, the shock and confusion he had felt exceeded the sum of the first half of his life.

"Does reincarnation truly exist in this world? Can someone truly break through the mystery of the womb?"

There had always been such related texts circulating in the world, and there had always been such records, but Zhang Sanfeng had never truly witnessed it.

He had mostly only seen some charlatans using this to deceive the ignorant masses.

He never expected that today, there would actually be such a person appearing in the Chat Group.

Zhang Sanfeng: I wonder if the fellow Daoist could explain it to me in detail.

Zhang Sanfeng was quite curious about this matter. After asking, before Meng Qi could even speak, he very thoughtfully sent a Red Packet according to the local customs of their side that Zhang Xuan had mentioned earlier.

Ding, you have a group Red Packet that has not been claimed.

Hearing this prompt, Meng Qi instinctively clicked on the Red Packet.

Ding, you have claimed the Red Packet Wudang Nine Yang Skill sent by Zhang Sanfeng.

A large mass of information flowed into his mind, constructing an ancient and simple book with "Wudang Nine Yang Skill" written on it. Meng Qi focused his mind and looked, discovering that it didn't require him to spend too much time or energy.

When he looked at it, these words formed by complex ancient script could naturally be understood by him, even though his foundation in ancient literature was not very high.

"Holy crap, the True Person is just too... too generous!"

Meng Qi was ecstatic.

He had just joined the Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard of Shaolin and had learned some of the rules of the courtyard.

These disciples who joined the Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard first had to learn to read and write here; after all, many were from poor families, and their backgrounds were not like that at all, so even if they were given a secret manual, they couldn't practice it.

At the same time, they had to do miscellaneous chores like chopping wood and fetching water every day. Only after a period of observation could they be taught martial arts in Shaolin Temple, and the martial arts practiced would not be very profound.

After all, the disciples selected into the Miscellaneous Affairs Courtyard were not highly valued themselves. As a result, he had just been wanting a pillow when one was brought to him.

Just as he wanted to practice a cultivation technique, Zhang Sanfeng sent him one.

However, looking at Zhang Sanfeng's message, Meng Qi was in a bit of a dilemma again.

When it came down to it, "breaking through the mystery of the womb" and "understanding the past and present lives" were just some terms he had deliberately used so that Zhang Sanfeng could understand.

He himself didn't even understand why he had transmigrated or why he possessed the memories in his mind.

But Meng Qi also clearly knew that Zhang Sanfeng just wanted to know the principle.

After all, this involved the talk of Immortal Gods and reincarnation; to the ancients, this was a very mysterious matter.

"But I can't explain this. If it doesn't work, I'll just spoil some of the story for the True Person; it can be considered giving the True Person some return."

Meng Qi made a decision in his heart.

(End of this chapter)