Chapter 114: Changes... are a bit too immense

"Everyone, we have arrived."

Not much time had passed before Xia led the group to a secluded corner near the tribe's main gate.

Compared to the other simple wooden sheds, what sat before the group was a large house.

This house looked quite crude, but it was indeed the only house.

Feng Zi did not decline, but instead accepted this arrangement as a matter of course: "Mm, thank you for your hard work; you should get some rest early as well."

Whether for public or private reasons, he had to accept this goodwill:

Clearly, this was the respect shown by Xia and the people of the Mu He Tribe, and he had to solidify the concept that merit must be rewarded—

A few harmless privileges were enough to inspire everyone's fighting spirit.

Besides, he had invited several companions to rest here for a few days; he couldn't really let them continue to sleep in the open, could he?

Seeing Feng Zi accept, Xia took his leave: "When the sun rises again, I will have someone prepare a meal."

Feng Zi nodded slightly and pushed the door open to enter the house.

The structure inside the house was also simple; behind the door was the main hall, and the two sides of the main hall connected to several rooms.

Of course, due to the rush, there were naturally no furnishings inside the house.

Seeing Qingyang, who entered last, close the house door, Feng Zi said casually:

"It's getting late today, let's rest for the night first and discuss the current situation tomorrow."

After speaking, he casually pushed open a door closest to him: "Qinglin and I will stay in this room; you all please make yourselves at home."

Before the words had even faded, Qinglin took his hand as a matter of course and walked into the room.

Qingyang naturally understood that the relationship between Feng Zi and Qinglin was very close.

But watching the two walk into the room, this Qi Refiner still couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Is... is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about this? Doesn't Yueyu always only stay close to Cun Xin?" Lu Hanwen had long been accustomed to this.

After speaking, he pushed open a door opposite:

"Brother Li Shou and I will stay in this room; will you stay in a room alone, or will you make do with us?"

After more than two months of travel, the relationship between the few had become much closer, and Lu Hanwen was no longer so guarded against Qingyang.

Hearing this question, Qingyang finally realized with a start and said "Oh," then followed the two's footsteps.

The two in the room naturally heard this little interlude, but Feng Zi no longer wanted to pay attention to these things.

He sighed wearily and lay down on the only bed in the room—

Of course, calling it a "bed," it was actually just a wooden block that had been cut very flat and could be used for someone to lie on.

For Feng Zi, physical exhaustion was not important, but mental exhaustion was something that could not be eliminated:

Although he did not show it in front of everyone, he had after all gambled, and the stakes were the lives of the hundreds of people he had rescued.

Admittedly, Feng Zi succeeded, and the Mu He Tribe was able to continue.

But when he recalled the events of the past day and thought about how the lives of hundreds of people were entirely in his hands, Feng Zi still could not help but feel his heart in turmoil.

Qinglin naturally understood what Feng Zi was thinking and gently hugged his head:

"You have already done very well; everything else... is not important."

But Feng Zi just let out a long sigh: "No, if it weren't for you protecting me and teaching me the Incarnation Technique, I would never have dared to take such a risk, let alone accomplish such a thing."

Only by Qinglin's side could he be so without guard.

"What 'you' and 'I'? Do we still need to be like this between us?"

Qinglin just stroked the hair at Feng Zi's temple and smiled: "You are truly tired, to actually be overthinking these things."

Unknowingly, Qinglin was no longer as ignorant as when they first met, but this way of getting along... felt quite good.

Alright, perhaps she was right; he was really too tired, to actually be thinking about these messy things.

Feng Zi's consciousness gradually grew dim, and all sorts of unrelated thoughts surged in his mind.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

Watching Feng Zi's calm face, Qinglin also gradually closed her eyes.

Unknowingly, an illusory giant green snake slowly emerged, wrapping the two of them up.

It is unknown how much time had passed, but Feng Zi's consciousness gradually regained clarity.

As far as his gaze could reach, it was still pitch black—he understood that his body was still in deep sleep.

Of course, as long as Feng Zi wished, he could wake up at any time.

But in his perception, there was no danger around, and this state of emptiness was so rare, so Feng Zi did not open his eyes immediately.

"It's rare to be able to calm my mind; I might as well think about the direction of my future cultivation."

Once he was idle, Feng Zi immediately thought of the information displayed in the 【Diligence Makes Up for Stupidity】 talent.

Feng Zi understood that compared to ordinary Martial Artists, he had long since stepped onto his own path of cultivation.

But what exactly was his own path of cultivation? In his heart, Feng Zi actually did not know; he had just been cultivating as a matter of course.

"Since I have already thought to this level, I might as well take a look at my current state to have a clear understanding."

Feng Zi thought to himself, and his consciousness slowly sank into the depths of his heart.

Immediately, several lines of text slowly emerged before his "eyes"—

【Qi Refining Foundation Establishment (Entry Level): 17230/50000】

【Lifespan: 500 years】

【Taizu Changquan (Peak Perfection): 500/500】

【Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist (Peak Perfection): 114/800】

【Ten Thousand Li Journey (Peak Perfection): 500/500】

【Archery (Peak Perfection): 300/300】

【Ten Thousand Spirit Transformation Method (First Glimpse of the Path): 10/10000】

【Origin Avatar Method (First Glimpse of the Path): 1/10000】

Looking at these few lines of text before him, Feng Zi was plunged into deep shock:

This... is this right? Is this still the information from his own memory?

Although he could not claim to have a photographic memory, Feng Zi prided himself on having a fairly good memory.

Yet looking at the text before him, he could not help but wonder if he had truly slept until he was muddled.

Among these few lines of text, the only things that matched Feng Zi's memory were the cultivation progress of several techniques:

Among them, the cultivation progress of Taizu Changquan, the Ten Thousand Mile Movement Technique, and Archery had all reached their limits, and there was no need to pay attention to these techniques in the future.

At the same time, the Hundred Flowers Fist had also reached the highest realm of Peak Perfection:

Unlike when he practiced Taizu Changquan, this time, Feng Zi did not encounter any bottlenecks and logically cultivated the Hundred Flowers Fist to Peak Perfection.

It was so smooth that he had not even realized it.

But apart from this, all other information did not match Feng Zi's memory:

Among these, the least important point was that the cultivation progress of several martial arts techniques had become "shorter."

If it were at any other time, faced with such a change, Feng Zi might have pondered it seriously.

But now, this issue was instead the most insignificant detail; the key lay in—

What is "Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment"? Was his realm not "Transformation Realm"?

Was his Lifespan not three hundred years? How had it inexplicably increased by two hundred years?

Furthermore, why were there additional labels after the Transformation Method and Incarnation he practiced, and why was the cultivation progress so long?