Regarding what Shi Hao was pondering, the other two didn't find it very important. Meng Cheng Xian said:
"Titles don't matter much. Just call each other by name, or if you prefer, you can even call me 'kid'."
"Fine, calling you by name is less awkward." Shi Hao replied.
Xiao Yao Zi noticed that Shi Hao seemed to forget to respond to his earlier question, so he repeated:
"Hey, you didn't answer me. Why have you fallen into such a weakened state of mind? From what I sense, you're quite strong. Although I'm not clear about the rank divisions in this world, you're certainly no ordinary person."
He was confident in this assessment because he compared Shi Hao's strength to his own understanding of the body he now inhabited.
Hearing this, Shi Hao sighed, his gaze turning distant, filled with sorrow and anger. He said:
"It's all because of the Sun and Moon Divine Hall. Those wretched people forced my wife to sacrifice herself. I'm Kai Tian demigod, one of the youngest in history, at least outwardly. I was full of ambition until one day, my wife's identity was discovered. We were hunted down, fleeing everywhere. In the end, I was gravely injured, and she sacrificed herself so I could break through to the demigod level."
Hearing his story, Meng Cheng Xian and Xiao Yao Zi felt there was something intriguing in it, perhaps even a resemblance to the cultivation methods they had developed.
"Hold on, wait a minute. You said 'sacrifice'? Did you absorb her to break through?" Xiao Yao Zi asked.
Shi Hao was startled by his question, understanding what they were insinuating. He quickly shook his head, replying:
"Are you joking? She was the person I loved most in the world. I'd never devour her even if I were dying. People like you two are rare in this world. Please, don't use yourselves as a standard to judge others."
Meng Cheng Xian and Xiao Yao Zi nodded, feeling that Shi Hao's assessment of them wasn't wrong.
But before they could say anything else, Shi Hao quickly interjected:
"Hold on, you two. Can you read?"
He then went to find a book and showed it to them. Coincidentally, the writing matched the script they had studied earlier.
Seeing them nod, Shi Hao said:
"I'll get you both some books to understand the basics of this world first. Once you've finished reading, we'll talk further."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew off. Xiao Yao Zi watched his figure disappear excitedly and laughed:
"Ha ha ha, good, very good. The limits of this body are far higher than before. I might finally have a chance to become a xian!"
Hearing this, Meng Cheng Xian grew a bit curious about the world Xiao Yao Zi had come from and asked:
"How do you think this body compares to your old one in terms of limits?"
Xiao Yao Zi chuckled:
"Haha, much higher, by far. If I had a body like this before, I definitely would have become a xian. And you?"
"Me? Well, I feel that this body is a bit different, but its limits aren't as high as before. Still, it's enough to become a xian."
Of course, a demigod couldn't withstand a nuclear bomb, but in his previous life, Meng Cheng Xian wasn't something that nuclear weapons could kill easily.
It would have taken a continuous barrage of all the nuclear bombs in the world, along with countless people fighting to wear him down, to kill him.
In battle, he didn't have time to absorb energy to heal, so he was eventually defeated.
Furthermore, the Truth Cultivation Method he created was exceptionally overwhelming, which set his strength far above the second-ranked humans.
In his final battle, no one was a match for him. Everyone only fought to exhaust his energy until they could bombard him with nuclear strikes in relentless succession.
"Well, that's interesting. But as long as I have enough to become a xian, that's all I need. Anything more isn't too important. How about we discuss the cultivation paths we've each taken?"
"Good idea." Meng Cheng Xian replied, intrigued by Xiao Yao Zi's cultivation method.
.....
A while later, the two of them nodded thoughtfully. Xiao Yao Zi remarked:
"I didn't expect you to create such a miraculous cultivation method. Though it makes you neither fully human nor demon, it's definitely a good technique."
"Your method isn't bad either. Continuously harvesting, it's truly a remarkable technique. Each of us has our own strengths in our methods, but we won't change our cultivation paths. This is our path, the cultivation method we've created to become xian." Meng Cheng Xian said.
Xiao Yao Zi nodded, the two children—both under three years old—sat there sharing cultivation insights, nodding like old men.
It would have been a funny sight if not for the look in their eyes, the eyes of those with an intense longing to become xian.
After a while, Shi Hao returned with several books, probably stolen since he didn't have a penny to his name at his current stage. Tossing the books to them, he said:
"Read these. They cover basic knowledge. As for the advanced knowledge that ordinary people don't know, I'll explain that to you later."
The two accepted the books and quickly absorbed this new knowledge about the world.
After reading for a while, they closed the books. Xiao Yao Zi commented:
"Got it. This world isn't too different from my previous one. The main difference is in martial souls, soul rings, soul bones, soul skills, soul beasts, and soul cores. Basically, martial souls are divided into types: single-target attack, group attack, healing, enhancement, control, and defense. But these types aren't very important—the key is that the higher the grade of the martial soul, the stronger it is. In terms of soul ring colors, from low to high are white, yellow, purple, black, and red. I think there are even higher levels, but for now, that's enough."
"But your classification is really peculiar. How can you only divide martial souls into trash, ordinary, and peak?" Meng Cheng Xian remarked.
The grading of martial souls was indeed too broad, making it hard to understand the distinctions between each level.
Shi Hao laughed awkwardly and replied:
"Ha ha, well, it's hard to explain. Martial souls can take countless forms—anything can be a martial soul. It's truly difficult to classify them."
Xiao Yao Zi waved his hand, saying:
"It's not important, we understand the basics. But what exactly did you mean by your wife's sacrifice?"
Each time his wife was mentioned, Shi Hao sighed, his face filled with sorrow. But the two old souls showed no sign of sympathy.