Chapter 120: Future Arrangements

Watching Feng Zi's expression gradually darken, Qing Lin understood what he was thinking about:

"Are you worried... that you have become a pawn of some unknown existence, a pusher driving the progress of this world?"

As expected of Qing Lin, she was always able to perceive Feng Zi's thoughts at the very first moment.

But he thought for a moment, then shook his head and said softly: "I have had concerns in that regard, but that is not the problem I am truly worried about."

Upon hearing this, Qing Lin merely raised her azure eyes, silently listening as Feng Zi continued:

"Actually, without Hanwen's reminder, I had already had a similar premonition in my heart—

"Perhaps, the person who passed down the Martial Artist cultivation method is truly myself."

Feng Zi understood in his heart that for every extra day he lingered in this era, his connection to this age would grow tighter by a fraction.

And every time he did one more thing, he could also perceive that he was facilitating a "closed loop" between the future and the past.

But could he alone be enough to push the development of an entire era?

Feng Zi had never had such an arrogant thought, and he told Qing Lin as much:

"I am no genius—back then, I couldn't even find the way to enter the path of martial arts; perhaps, in the end, I am merely a bystander of this era."

Feng Zi is not a genius? Regarding this claim, Qing Lin clearly did not agree:

In her view, no one could keep up with Feng Zi's talent; why did he always belittle himself like this?

Feng Zi naturally could not realize what Qing Lin was thinking, and simply pondered as he continued:

"But if our drifting into this era is truly the result of manipulation by some unknown existence, then we must be on guard."

Contingencies and trump cards—this was the problem Feng Zi was pondering in his heart.

And now, the only things he could rely on were himself and Qing Lin.

Of course, Lu Hanwen and Li Shou, who were willing to risk their lives to save him, were naturally also worthy of trust.

But it had to be admitted... their strength was already somewhat insufficient; if he told them too much, it would not be a good thing.

Qing Lin said nothing, only trusting Feng Zi as always: "Whatever you want to do, I am willing to accompany you."

Facing this declaration, Feng Zi could not help but feel a warmth in his heart—in this unknown era, how fortunate it was to have an old friend worthy of trust.

He shook his head, pressing these sentiments deep in his heart, and spoke slowly: "First, it is about the arrangements for you and me.

"Later, I will share with you my insights on the Incarnation Technique, and we shall compare and perfect the Incarnation Method together.

"From now on, the two of us will live in seclusion here, letting no one know the location of our true bodies, and use incarnations to travel outside."

Feng Zi understood that Qing Lin might not know the Incarnation Technique; otherwise, she would not have gone to such great lengths back then to let him learn by analogy through the Transformation Method.

But only by saying this could he let her practice the Incarnation Technique without any worries.

"Then, what about Lu Hanwen and Li Shou?" For the first time ever, Qing Lin actually took the initiative to mention those two.

Because she understood that in this era, only the existence of those two friends could make Feng Zi have concerns.

Feng Zi had naturally already considered them, but could only shake his head helplessly:

"There is no way; their strength is still too weak, and they cannot absorb the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth like you and me; I fear they cannot practice the Incarnation Technique."

Even if Qing Lin did not say it, the current Feng Zi could perceive that she had gradually recovered the method of absorbing the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

Of course, regarding those two friends, Feng Zi already had arrangements in his heart:

"For these past few days, I have been conceiving a Breathing Technique for absorbing the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and I have already formed a general idea.

"I imagine that in a few days, I will be able to draft a Breathing Method that others can practice.

"At that time, I will first share it with you, so you have one more way to recover your strength;

"And afterwards, I will teach it to Hanwen and Li Shou, so they can step onto the path of Qi Refining cultivation early and have a bit more ability to protect themselves."

Feng Zi certainly understood that for Lu Hanwen and Li Shou, walking the path arranged for them by their families was naturally the best.

But what he understood even more was that for an ordinary Martial Artist, it took at least five to ten years to reach the Grandmaster level from the Transformation Realm.

This required both the Martial Artist's own talent and the slow, grinding effort.

Unfortunately, in this dangerous world, there was no five to ten years left for Lu and Li:

In this wild Tianyuan Jie, if one only wanted to survive in one place, their strength was naturally sufficient;

But if one wanted to walk across this world, one needed at least the strength equivalent to the Golden Core realm!

And Lu Hanwen, in his exchanges with Feng Zi, had also more or less hinted at his own worries in this regard.

Furthermore, if their guess was correct, the person who passed down martial arts really was Feng Zi from the future.

Then, he might understand the reason why the Lu and Li families made such demands of their younger generations:

Unlike what ordinary cultivators imagined, there was no essential difference between martial arts cultivation and the path of Qi Refining; on the contrary, the two were more like two sides of the same coin in the path of cultivation.

A Martial Artist who understood martial arts cultivation could naturally also walk further and more steadily on the path of Qi Refining.

Since that was the case, as the true pioneer, Feng Zi clearly had his own unique insights in this regard—

"The rest is the arrangement for the Mu He Tribe..."

Feng Zi looked down at the people busy in the tribe, a glimmer of contemplation in his eyes.

In his original plan, saving the Mu He Tribe and watching over them for five years would have been doing all he could.

As for where the future of this tribe would go, it would have had nothing to do with him.

But now, combined with the information Lu Hanwen had told him, Feng Zi's planning for the future was no longer just drifting with the tide.

Since he had already made his decision, then in Feng Zi's heart, the status of the Mu He Tribe had changed accordingly:

"Starting from tomorrow, I will teach them the secrets of martial arts cultivation."

Yes, since passing down the method of martial arts cultivation could no longer be reversed, why shouldn't Feng Zi go with the flow and keep this change in his own hands?

And in Feng Zi's plan, the Mu He Tribe would inadvertently act as the "protectors" for him and Qing Lin.

At the very least, if they truly encountered a crisis, he would let the Mu He Tribe exert enough strength to buy time for the two of them to escape.

Qing Lin clearly also thought of this layer, and asked subconsciously: "You mean... you want to make them your and my meat shields?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Zi only replied calmly: "I have granted them greater power, and they should provide an equivalent return, should they not?"

In his view, this was not malicious exploitation, but a fair trade where each side took what they needed.

It was just that... the other party in the trade was simply unaware of the price they might have to pay.