The powerful immortal stood up from the water and carried Tian Xuan in his arm. As he walked out of the water, clothes appear from within the air to cover his and the boy's bodies.
The soft wind blew and dried the water off their body.
The man walked straight and a small hut appeared from the hidden formation by the lakeside.
He put Tian Xuan gently on the hard bed and sat on the chair beside the bed. His slender long finger moved the strands of silver hair to behind the boy's ear. His eyes were filled with warmth no longer the icy cold eyes he first shown when Tian Xuan barged into the cave.
"I've finally found you, Little Grass." His mouth curled into a gentle smile.
He has been searching for the grass forever since he could have remembered. Who would have thought that after a long time, he fought someone and died, he would actually meet the grass again?
The immortal waved his hand and a pillow appeared in his hand. He raised the boy's head and put the pillow underneath his head. Afterward, he walked outside of the hut and sat beside the lake to cultivate.
At this moment, Tian Qiu was panicking because it suddenly lost contact with the host.
This has never happened before!
The system is linked to the host soul. For the connection to be cut all of a sudden, he couldn't help it but panic. He even left the falcon body to flew around in a circle as he contacts the headquarters.
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After a few seconds, a female robotic voice replied. <
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<<… Host 080 has been located. He is in the inter spatial realm of the individual named Long Zhang. Currently, the host is in the semi-comatose state as the host is looking into another individual dream.
Request to reconnect the system to host is blocked by the owner of the host's soul. Please wait until later to try again.>>
Kacha—The universal system cut off the connection and the system 080 looked blank before it trembled.
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At the moment, Tian Xuan was surrounded by darkness with only a clear screen in front of him. He could only see what the memory's show.
The memory passed by at a pretty fast pace.
At first, Tian Xuan saw an elderly man holding a brush and is painting at his face or more exactly at the memory's face. Then, he felt the world around him changing and he could see the small infant's hand.
The elder taught him many things from how to cultivate and how to live as a human.
"Long Zhang, come here." The elder waved his hand and the memory moved closer to the elder.
The elder could be said to be the memory's father but not once he told the boy to call him father and not once he called the boy as his son. Not even once, the elder told the boy what does family means.
The elder only ever warned him repeatedly to keep his identity as a painting a secret.
As the owner of the memory grew up, when he looked at the mirror the reflection showed Tian Xuan the younger face of the man that kidnapped him. The face resembled the man that kidnapped him so much but appear to be way younger.
It was only then that Tian Xuan realized that he is looking into the immortal man's memory.
The elder taught the boy many things. Things that even Tian Xuan couldn't have known from the system or Wu Xian.
There are five races in this world and they are human, beast, devil, spiritual being, and the Hui.
The Hui is like a myth because no one ever sees or recognize the race but the Heavenly Dao scripted that there are five races and the last one is Hui.
The reason human is the first race and Hui regarded as the last race because the human can cultivate the spiritual energy around them easier than other races while the Hui will find it extremely hard to cultivate the spiritual energy. That is also the reason why the Hui is the least known race.
Spiritual beings are not recognized as a race to the other three races. Instead, they are recognized as treasures for the three races or more precisely, the spiritual being is just a powerful tool for the cultivators.
There's the reason the elder warned the memory many times to keep his identity a secret.
As Tian Xuan listened to the lecture the elder taught to the memory, he also found out many things aside from the race.
The world is known as the martial world or by another name, Wu Shi Jie and there are a total of four separate dependent realms that have their own world.
The Yuan Realm is dominated by humans and beasts. It is also known as the upper world.
Inferno Realm is ruled by the devil also known as the underworld.
The Void battleground is the hometown of spiritual being or spiritual treasures. The world is known as the middle world because it is a place where the underworld has to pass through to go to the upper world and the folks of the upper world have to go through the void to travel through spaces.
The Cosmos realm is a world where only the deity allowed living in and saints are only allowed visiting.
The place where's Tian Xuan and the Wu Clan are staying at naturally the Yuan Realm.
Afterward, the memory showed the sight of the man explores the upper world.
The home where Long Zhang and the elder stayed was the Mystic Continent, a paradise for cultivators. The broad continent is the vast continent of the human world.
The young man traveled across the mystic continent by flying on a solid painting artifact given by the elder. Then, coincidentally, he stumbled across the Celestial White Forest as soon as he left the Mystic Continent boundary.
As Tian Xuan watched the memory, he closed his eyes for a long time before slowly opened his eyes with a complex feeling inside his heart. He is frowning while thinking about the man's word. 'So, that's what he meant by I'm the one…'
Tian Xuan had lived as a single blade of silver grass for many years and before the grass reach 10,000 Year cultivation, Tian Xuan will be clueless about the world outside of his soul realm.
Living as a plant made him blind, deaf and lose every other sense that he has when he is a human, including the pain sensory. He only knows what happen to his surrounding if the system told him about it. Otherwise, he will be totally clueless.
Only when he reached 10,000 Year cultivation, he could feel the energy around him and hear his surroundings.
In the memory, after so many years have passed, many cultivators stumbled into the Mystic Continent and found out about Long Zhang and the elder.
The cultivators identify themselves as the Saint of Light sect and their leader is a female immortal.
The cultivators only see Long Zhang as a tool for them to be powerful. Disregarding the fact that the boy also has a human appearance, the cultivators wanted to subdue Long Zhang to force the boy to be their leader's spiritual treasure.
Long Zhang was like a kid who still couldn't differentiate between good and bad thus he doesn't retaliate when the cultivators subdued him.
"Let go of my son!" The elder took out a brush and swirled it in the air. Black inks dropped on the cultivators' bodies and corroded their skins.
Although that was the elder's most powerful ability as a master painter, the leader of the cultivator is naturally more powerful. To be able to arrive in the Mystic Continent, she cannot be someone without ability.
Long Zhang felt his heart burning as he watched the woman fought the elder that has been taking care of him for many years. When he heard the elder called out to him as his son, he felt something unspeakable in his heart.
"Damn it. Just a mere painter dares to humiliate me. I will make sure you regret this." As soon as the woman said those words, she disappeared together with the elder into the void and never to be seen again.
His eyes widened and instantly, the spiritual energy in the surrounding swirled around his body and exploded.
The cultivators are the mere follower of the woman thus they could not compare with a spiritual being that has cultivated for more than hundred years than them.