Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 411: Chapter 214: Nine Lives Reincarnation

Without a doubt.

Ning Qi’s performance in the second round did not quite astonish like the first round did. Although he passed through the marks left by nine of the strongest Taoists, his final battle was somewhat fortunate. If the youthful girl had held out a few more breaths, Ning Qi would have surely lost. ”In the Sea of Realms, there must be many such prodigies, but at least I’ve received a Grade A rating.” Ning Qi sighed deeply, ”If I earn another Grade A rating in the third round, I should be able to gain full access to the True Martial Hall.”

He held a bit of anticipation.

Grade A is already the highest rating; judging from the content of the first two rounds, it is very difficult.

With the strength of these Martial Saints from the Martial Realm, even in the second round, probably no one could defeat the first Taoist.

He turned his head to look again at the phantom of the last Taoist. ”Immortal Yuan Body... I’ve noted that.”

This was the first person of the same rank who forced Ning Qi to use his full strength.

The surrounding scenes were constantly dimming.

Ning Qi held his breath and focused his entire being.

He then plunged into an infinitely dark space, his spiritual sense and golden eyes all became ineffective, unable to perceive anything around.

He kept waiting for the grand voice to announce the start of the third round, but he heard nothing.

Suddenly.

A beam of light pierced through, gradually dispelling the surrounding darkness.

A loud cry left Ning Qi stunned. ”This... seems to be coming from me?”

He was shocked in his heart, horrified to discover that his body had turned into a baby once again, with his originally powerful physique and immense magical power completely gone. ”A son! A son! My He Family’s lineage can finally be passed on!”

A voice filled with ecstatic joy interrupted Ning Qi’s thoughts, and several voices of congratulations rang around him, making him understand his situation.

He seemed... to have traversed and reincarnated once again!

Time passed gently by.

In the blink of an eye, six years had passed.

On the hillside, the grass was lush, and a little shepherd boy lay leisurely on the grass herding cattle, with a broken dogtail grass held between his lips.

Ning Qi felt perplexed.

He distinctly remembered just passing the second round of the True Martial Heritage test, so how did he suddenly come to this world as a farmer’s son, ’He Yaozu’?

During these six years.

Ning Qi, or rather He Yaozu, continuously pondered this question. ”Am I still in the middle of a trial, or have I truly traversed once again?”

Ning Qi was not to blame for thinking this way.

For Ning Qi, this lifetime was already his hundredth reincarnation; awakening to the highest level of perception was unsurprising. Therefore, another reincarnation seemed not strange.

Of course.

He did not fully believe this, but was always searching for loopholes.

Yet, he was without Heaven-Reaching strength, and without supreme perception; just possessing innate wisdom as a traveler. In this feudal society where people devoured each other, at merely six years old, he did not dare to show too much greatness.

He even vaguely felt that many memories were fading; he no longer remembered the details of the life with the gradual freezing condition, nor did he clearly recall certain matters on True Martial Mountain.

He found it not strange.

For a mortal to forget some things is normal, especially since six years have passed.

Gradually.

He Yaozu discovered that everything around him was real; his father, He Daniu, was truly an honest farmer, and above him, there were three sisters. The eldest sister was already married, and the second and third sisters were helping out at home. Recently, a matchmaker had come for the second sister.

As for his mother, she fell ill and died half a month after giving birth to him. ”It seems I really have reincarnated again. It’s a pity that I hadn’t managed to walk out of the Road of Longevity in my past life. I don’t know how strong the Immortal Artifact is, nor whether my master and others have resisted the invasion of the Mountain and Sea Realm...” He Yaozu lamented over too many regrets, but as things stood, he was powerless.

In the end, he decided not to muddle through life carelessly but to live this life well.

Although this life lacked supreme perception, with the wisdom of an adult, changing his family’s destiny shouldn’t be difficult.

Thinking of the love his father and three sisters showed him, he couldn’t help but smile at the corners of his mouth.

Spitting out the dogtail grass from his mouth, He Yaozu shouted to the heavens: ”I, He Yaozu, refuse to be ordinary!”

From afar, the old yellow cow gave a mooing sound as if responding, and the shepherd boy couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

From that day forward, He Yaozu fully embraced his identity.

He began to think about livelihood.

From the surrounding circumstances, he understood that this life was within a feudal dynasty, and as for his family, they were farmers at the very bottom of the dynasty’s hierarchy, toiling hard year-round. If the harvest was good, they could eat to their fill after taxes. But if a calamity struck, they would starve more often than not.

By chance, he learned about the existence of Martial artists. ”To change destiny, I must practice martial arts!” He Yaozu’s eyes shone with determination.

Yet for a farmer’s son to practice martial arts seemed absurd; not to mention the means to practice, the saying ”poverty supports literature while wealth supports martial arts” wasn’t said lightly. Just the meat required for training was enough to make any farmer shy away.

He Yaozu did not give up.

With intelligence beyond his peers, he earned the recognition of the old village teacher, Mr. Liu. After that, he began to seriously study writing and literature while helping out Mr. Liu.

Gradually.

Some people began approaching He Yaozu for jobs like writing letters, and the family’s economy slowly improved.

People in the village started praising that someone talented had emerged from the He Family, and might even become a great lord someday.

He Daniu wielded his hoe with more vigor, always smiling every day.