Section 2, The Wordless Ancient Book

He Xuan was indeed very hungry, and almost all the food on the table had entered his stomach. Subsequently, he lay back down on the bed, as his body could not tolerate any vigorous movements

Brother Xuan, you are smiling foolishly in your dreams. You look so funny, just like a big silly bear

You little girl, did you eat honey with that mouth of yours

He Xuan originally had a temper typical of a difficult person; in other words, the poor often have such a temperament. In his previous life, he could not tolerate even the slightest loss. The reason he did not get angry just now was that he understood he did not yet have the qualification to be angry. After all, this world respects martial prowess, not wealth.

Family competition. Hah. In two months, I will make all those who look down on me utterly astonished! I want you to know that the genius of the He family has returned! Sitting quietly, his heart, however, was not at peace, roaring like a wild beast. It has been almost three years, and this is the first time he has looked forward to the end of the year so eagerly. Yet, what he looks forward to the most is shouting flamboyantly at the world in the future

One must endure hardship to become a master

"Xuan'er, why is your face so pale?" Jiang Mengru immediately noticed He Xuan's unusual condition

Mother, let's eat; Father will be back soon

Upon reaching this point in his thoughts, he sat cross-legged according to the pattern and began to absorb the surrounding fighting energy.

He appeared resolute, advancing without hesitation, steadfast as a mountain

In one sentence, it made Jiang Mengru both cry and laugh: "You and your mouth. Ah, as long as you know. By the way, your grandfather will be back in a few days."

After venting his frustrations, he felt much more at ease and then began to concentrate and think deeply

What is the origin of that book? Is it truly the legendary book without words?

Alas, the master is lonely. Who can understand me

The ancient book was devoid of words, presenting a faint silvery hue. On it was only an image of a person sitting cross-legged, whose body was transparent, exhibiting a strong sense of three-dimensionality, allowing a clear view of the internal meridians. The positions of the meridians in this image bore an uncanny resemblance to the chaotic meridians within his own body! At that moment, He Xuan understood that his previous failure was not due to being possessed by demonic energy, rendering him a waste, but rather because he could not endure the pain of the chaotic meridians, leading to a failed cultivation. Furthermore, He Xuan's second attempt at cultivation was not a reckless gamble born from despair; it was simply because he needed to complete the path he had not finished. Yet, it still ended in failure.

The young girl named He Ziyu is the daughter of her fourth aunt, He Wanqing. In the past, He Xuan was very fond of this sixth sister.

This was a dream for him in his past life, but in this continent, it is not a dream

Mother, it's nothing. I just did a bit of exercise earlier, but I didn't expect my body to be unable to handle even the simplest movements.

He Xuan then got up and walked out of the room

"Mother." He Xuan approached Jiang Mengru, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "Do not worry, Xuan will not do anything foolish again, for he cannot bear to see his mother in distress."

The body can still feel soreness, as if the meridians have been damaged. It seems that in order to uncover the mystery, I will need another two or three days. Damn it, this is truly tormenting me

Before long, only He Xuan remained in the room, and at that moment, anger flickered in his eyes, as if the flames in his heart had finally reached his gaze

Since this is the path you have yet to complete, I shall walk it for you! Whether it is a blessing or a curse, one cannot escape fate! For the sake of beauty and treasures, for the extraordinary life I desire, I will fight for it! In any case, I cannot live this life in a cowardly manner again

This state of affairs lasted for three days. After three days, his injuries had finally healed to a considerable extent. The first thing he did was to eagerly go to the backyard, where, if he remembered correctly, he had hidden an ancient book beneath a certain tree. Finally, after digging ten more holes, a gray package appeared in his sight. He did not rush to open it; instead, he took the package back home, locked the door, and then excitedly unveiled the gray cloth, his anxious demeanor resembling that of lifting a bride's red veil. Subsequently, an ancient book radiating a silvery glow came into his view.

He Xuan, are you awake? Just in time, it's time to eat. This was personally made by your fourth aunt; haven't you always liked her cooking? She heard you were awake and specifically rushed back to the He family. "Jiang Mengru entered with a plate of dishes, and accompanying her was a beautiful woman, none other than your fourth aunt, He Wanqing

With a faint smile, He Xuan found a place to sit down

Is it time for the New Year?

He Wanqing did not reside in the He family, but instead married into the Luo family, which is also one of the three prominent families. This exemplifies the policy of family alliances. Fourth Aunt was merely a victim of an arranged marriage; however, it is fortunate that the young master of the Luo family treated her well and took her as his only wife. Among the elders, only Fourth Aunt genuinely cared for him, but unfortunately, she was a woman

But then a flash of brilliance appeared in his eyes

"Silly child. How can your mother feel at ease when you torment yourself like this?" Jiang Mengru said, her pupils turning red again. A woman's tears can change faster than the weather; just a moment ago it was overcast, and in the blink of an eye, it could rain.

What on earth is this ancient book, a heavenly scripture or a book of calamities?

Xuan'er, it is time to eat

Mother, Fourth Aunt, what is it? I don't have flowers on my face, so don't worry, my mind is fine; I have just regained my spirits. Let's eat, I am hungry. I won't wait for my father.

A wave of memories echoed in his mind, and his expression was not particularly pleasant, which was also the reason for his quiet demeanor. According to the records in the book, there was no such bizarre cultivation method on the entire continent that could actually damage one's meridians, causing them to rearrange. If one were to fail, it would result in disability or death.

In his memory, he did not become a waste due to any form of obsession, but simply because he could not endure the pain of cultivation. However, he was unclear about the specifics of the situation. The memories in his mind were ultimately too vast for him to fully digest in such a short time. He only knew that the former "him" had fortuitously obtained an ancient book. And the state of "obsession" was indeed a result of that ancient book. He only knew that the former "him" had fortuitously obtained an ancient book. And the state of "obsession" was indeed a result of that ancient book

Grandfather is coming back? He Xuan was taken aback, unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow

Nevertheless, He Xuan remained unmoved, even allowing a hint of a smile to escape from the corner of his mouth. That smile was filled with pride. Looking at this smile, Jiang Mengru seemed to see the shadow of He Xuan from the past; she actually had the illusion that the once proud son of heaven had returned.

Continuing along his path, he surprisingly has not yet reached the end

He Xuan's current feeling is akin to having mountains of gold and silver before him, yet he finds himself unable to move. Although ancient texts are not gold and silver, they are infinitely more important to him than any treasure. At this very moment, he has even begun to envision himself as an unparalleled master, captivating the entire continent.

Hehehe, beautiful lady, do not doubt it, the good man is me, I am Lord Xuan. You can just embrace me, and from now on, I will accompany you to wander the world. A romantic life. No one in the world can stop the steps of the lord! Those who stand in my way shall die

"Uh." His words startled both Jiang Mengru and He Wanqing; the He Xuan in their memories did not seem to be so glib. Jiang Mengru even began to worry that He Xuan might have recovered physically but injured his mind instead

Indeed, there is an ancient book! Hehe. Ladies, Master Xuan is about to arrive

"Fourth Aunt, it has only been half a month since we last met, yet I hardly recognized you. I thought you were some young lady from a respectable family. Fourth Aunt, you truly are looking younger and younger." He Xuan had a beautiful dream, feeling quite pleased; although it was just a dream, it was still a good omen

He unexpectedly fell silent, and at the same time, memories surged from the depths of his mind, becoming increasingly clear. As he gazed at the ancient texts, it seemed he recalled a great many things.

Father, there is no need to comfort me; Xuan's inner strength is far greater than you can imagine. I would like to be alone for a while

He glanced at the little girl and boldly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, then spoke: "Elder brother, you wake up and you don't say any congratulatory words? How ungrateful of you, considering how much I care for you."

Having lived two lives has made his willpower several times more resilient than that of an ordinary person, allowing him to endure immense suffering, and he surprisingly held on until nightfall. Subsequently, he collapsed onto the ground as if drenched by a heavy rain, his face pale as paper, having reached his limit

The departure of several uncles rendered the room quiet. Before He Wudi could speak, He Xuan issued a dismissal order to his parents. He Wudi wanted to say something, but Jiang Mengru held his hand.

As he pondered, he fell asleep, and a lascivious smile appeared on his face, with drool trickling from the corners of his mouth, accompanied by lewd murmurs in his dreams

Shaking his head softly, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although the meridians had not completely reversed yet, at this rate, it would take no more than five days to fully reverse. This meant that his days as a waste would soon be behind him! He could not believe that the purpose of this ancient book was simply to turn a genius into a waste. Although he had not fully inherited He Xuan's memories, he did not think that the clever He Xuan would practice a technique of unknown fortune or misfortune. Perhaps this ancient book was not originally like this.

Indeed, with only two months left until the end of the year, how could he not return? Moreover, the matters outside the library have also been resolved. Jiang Mengru observed He Xuan's expression closely as she mentioned the year-end. Every year during the New Year, the family holds a competition that determines who will be prioritized for cultivation in the coming year. Ever since He Xuan became a waste body two years ago, the New Year has been the thing he despises the most.

The thin aura surged into his body, striking against his chaotic meridians. In an instant, he felt as if thousands of ants were devouring him, an unbearable discomfort. The pain of cultivating this technique was countless times heavier than he had imagined. No wonder the previous He Xuan had perished due to his cultivation.

He Ziyu pouted her lips, appearing incredibly cute: "That is because I know Brother Xuan will definitely wake up, as he cannot bear to leave Ziyu."

Rational thinking, Jiang Mengru's voice came from outside

A group of relatives who look down on others! Bah. Once I take a nap, I will go and finish what I left undone in the past. Becoming obsessed? Do you really think it's that simple? Once I master that unnamed technique, I will make you few kneel down and sing "Conquered"! You show no respect in front of your elder brother and still call me useless; I am not useless!

Let us go, allowing Xuan'er some peace and quiet, and do not place too much pressure on him

"Hehe." The beautiful woman in his dream merely smiled, and it was her melodious laughter, akin to that of a yellow oriole, that woke him up. Upon opening his eyes, he realized that it was all just a dream; he was not a hero, and the person beside him was not a beauty, but a little girl of only seven or eight years old. The little girl had bright eyes that blinked adorably, exuding immense cuteness.

However, although he appeared steadfast on the surface, his heart was crying. It was not that he was unafraid of death, but rather that he had no choice. With his body already crippled, he was unable to practice any other techniques. Therefore, in order to become stronger, he had to continue down the path of "He Xuan".