In the modest house nestled by the river, the atmosphere was tranquil and serene. A seemingly innocent baby lay peacefully in a classic wooden cradle, its gentle sway adding to the sense of calm. The house, with its thatched roof and simple wooden walls, was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. The subtle aroma of cedar from the timber filled the air, complementing the sound of the river's gentle flow outside.
Though the scene appeared peaceful, those with mystical insight would notice an extraordinary phenomenon. A soft surge of light orbs seemed to converge toward the baby in the cradle, their ethereal glow pulsing gently in the quiet room.
It had been a week since Auron began his cultivation sessions. Though the progress appeared modest, it was undeniably steady. He could feel a gradual but noticeable increase in his strength each day. Despite the slow pace, the subtle but persistent improvement was a promising sign that his efforts were bearing fruit.
" Xiao Yu , please check my status." Said Aorun promptly.
Name : Auron ( Zhou Ming )
Age : 1 week ( 40 )
Rank : Barely entered cultivation period
Cultivation Art : Genetic Ascension Art, Celestial Aura Cultivation Art,
Item : Celestial Codex , Mystical Eyes
"Hmm, there are definitely improvements, though they're not substantial yet," Zhou Ming mused. "It's challenging to cultivate more frequently due to my limited energy. I'll need to wait until I'm a few years older before making more progress. For now, I should enjoy the present moment."
He observed his surroundings with a sense of contentment. His parents, while seemingly wealthy, worked tirelessly to uphold their comfortable life. His father, clad in sturdy armor and carrying a gleaming sword whenever he ventured outside, seemed to hold the position of a guard or knight. His role undoubtedly involved significant risk, given the dangers associated with protecting their home and community. Zhou Ming often worried about his father's safety, knowing how perilous such duties could be.
Meanwhile, his mother worked as a skilled tailor, her hands deftly maneuvering through intricate fabrics and patterns. She spent long hours in their modest workshop, often burning the midnight oil to meet the demands of her clients. Her dedication to her craft ensured a steady flow of income, but it came at the cost of her rest. Zhou Ming admired her relentless work ethic and the pride she took in her creations.
"This peaceful life is what I've always desired," he thought, "but nothing lasts forever. To keep such moments alive, one must be prepared to fight for them. True contentment requires effort and resilience, for life's tranquility is often hard-won."
"It's difficult to gather more information since I don't yet understand the language here," Zhou Ming thought, frustrated. "I need more time to be able to explore freely. Although I could accelerate my progress, doing so would likely raise suspicions with my parents."
For now, his focus remained on cultivating the Celestial Aura Cultivation Art and unraveling the mysteries of his own enigmatic eyes. He noted with growing intrigue that his cultivation allowed him to perceive a unique form of energy. Each night, he could see light orbs being absorbed by his parents. This world seemed to possess a similar technique, but his art was far more advanced. The comparison was stark—like a trickle of water versus a torrential river.
"My eyes seem to have a profound sensitivity to these energies," Zhou Ming mused. "It's as if they reveal hidden currents in the fabric of reality. The meager amount of light orbs converging towards my parents is hardly significant compared to the abundant flow my art can harness. This disparity suggests that while the techniques here are rudimentary, the true potential of my cultivation art is far superior."
Weeks turned into months, and now, seven months have passed since I was transmigrated into this world. I've made a discovery that's left me both fascinated and eager for more—this world can harness elemental power, just like the magic I used to see in cartoons in my previous life. I watched my mother once whisper something under her breath, and a small cluster of fire appeared, floating gracefully into the fireplace. I had never been more excited in both this life and my previous one.
The last time I felt this level of joy was when my wife safely delivered our first princess, our beloved daughter. How are they doing now? I can only hope they're living comfortably, as I had already amassed enough wealth for them to be set for life. A pang of longing hit me—missing them felt like a void that no amount of excitement in this new world could completely fill. I wonder if they ever think of me, or if they've moved on, unaware that I'm trapped in this foreign body.
Still, this world is more interesting than I ever imagined. The magic I've glimpsed is just the tip of the iceberg, and I can't help but wonder what lies beyond these walls that shield me. I hope my mother takes me with her the next time she goes out, so I can see more of this world. For now, I can only crawl around the house, which feels stifling.
And God, how embarrassing it is to act cute all the time! I've had to master the art of baby-like behavior just to avoid suspicion. But the thought of what lies ahead—both the mysteries of magic and the world beyond these walls—makes it all worth it.
These past few weeks, my mother has started reading books to me. At first, I pretended to listen like any ordinary child, but with Xiao Yu's assistance, my learning abilities have skyrocketed. Coupled with my cultivation technique, which has clearly enhanced my comprehension, I've been able to grasp far more than anyone would expect. By cross-referencing the knowledge from both my past life and this world, I've begun to unravel the deeper mysteries hidden within these texts.
I've also noticed a row of books neatly tucked away in the cupboard of our room. Every chance I get, I cast curious glances at them, eager for the moment I can explore them myself. My mother's reading has already hinted at the existence of mages and superhumans in this world, and these books seem to confirm it. The realization sends a thrill through me—this world is filled with unimaginable power, and I'm determined to learn everything I can about it. With each page, the pieces are falling into place.