I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia truly felt that the possibility was extremely slim.

It's unlikely that the first sect leader of Qianqiu Valley, who devoted his entire life to the cause and even nearly sacrificed the sect, left behind such a legacy in the final years of his life...

Was it all just to leave future generations with a useless Saproles?!

"Well, that first sect leader was indeed a master strategist... Well, he was probably a master strategist, there must have been a reason why he created this ancient street."

Feng Xia's gaze shifted and suddenly landed on a relatively intact building not far away.

The building's windows open upwards, supported by wooden sticks, and through those windows, one can see the interior, where rows of seats are neatly arranged.

On the other side of the wall, there was a large and tall bookshelf, with all kinds of books stacked on it.

This arrangement reminded Feng Xia of a term:

"Could this be... a private school?"

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Chapter 0093

As a true modern person, Feng Xia has seen more private schools than he could ever imagine—although he's mostly seen them in period dramas.

There were a few years when period dramas were practically everywhere.

Turn on the TV, and nine out of ten channels are showing period dramas. Open a video website, and six out of seven trending topics are about new period dramas. The range of genres is so wide that it covers almost all types of dramas, from palace intrigue to catfights and vice versa.

Of course, the private school was only Fengxia's first judgment—it should be a place similar to a school.

"There are books on the bookshelf; maybe we can find clues about this street!"

Soon, Feng Xia found the entrance to the building. Holding his sword in one hand, he carefully walked in. Zhu Youniang followed closely behind him, her cheeks puffing out and shrinking back from time to time, as if she were blowing bubble gum, spitting out a faint thread from her lips.

Footsteps creaked across the wooden floor.

The air was cleaner than I had imagined; it hadn't accumulated too much dust and dirt despite being buried underground for so many years.

"Is anyone home? If no one's home, I'm going to kick the door down!"

Feng Xia walked to the classroom's main entrance with his sword, kicked the door open, looked around, and then raised his voice to shout into the classroom.

"It looks like there really is no one here."

He gestured to Zhu Youniang, then carefully walked forward, stepping between the tables and chairs, and soon arrived at the bookshelf on the other side of the classroom.

Nothing unexpected happened during the entire process.

Feng Xia breathed a sigh of relief and turned her attention to the bookshelf.

"More than seven hundred years ago, the script of Xuanwu Kingdom should have been similar to that of today, with some possible differences, but overall it wouldn't have changed much... Holy crap, what planet is this Martian script from?!"

However, Feng Xia's face darkened after only a few glances.

can't read!

After confirming that he wouldn't damage the pages, he flipped through several books, but soon came to a sad conclusion: he couldn't recognize a single word on them!

"This is unbelievable! Could it be that the text in these books doesn't belong to the Xuanwu Kingdom from seven hundred years ago?"

With a pained expression, Feng Xia clicked his tongue and, as if he were about to get beaten up, flipped through dozens of books on the bookshelf. Unfortunately, without exception, he still couldn't recognize a single word on any of them.

"No, strictly speaking, even three thousand years ago, it wasn't this kind of writing!"

Feng Xia originally did not recognize the language and script of this world.

However, when the Old Ancestor Chenhai taught him the "Floating Dream Three Lifetimes Technique", since everything was passed down through the spirit, he naturally learned it.

"As for the initial communication between the Ancestor and me, it seemed to be a verbal exchange, but in reality, it was also accomplished through mental vibrations, which I didn't notice at the time..."

Slapping her cheek hard to pull her scattered thoughts back, Feng Xia could only sigh helplessly.

Sure enough, the plot in novels where you can pick up an ancient cultivation manual and instantly achieve a rags-to-riches story with overwhelming power doesn't exist—because before that, you first have to solve the problem of not being able to read.

"However, we can take some of these books back with us. I don't recognize the characters, but perhaps others can discern some of their secrets..."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia grabbed a few thick books and was about to turn and leave when he suddenly froze in place.

Before anyone knew it, the once dilapidated classroom had been transformed into a brand new space. Bright sunlight streamed in through the windows, reflecting the figures of students engrossed in their studies.

"What just happened?" Feng Xia rarely showed a look of surprise.

The classroom before him was no longer the lifeless, dilapidated building, but a place brimming with indescribable vitality. Almost every seat had a student studying diligently.

The students varied in age, with the youngest appearing to be only seven or eight years old, while the oldest were about the same age as Feng Xia.

What truly surprised Feng Xia was...

Even the youngest students exuded a considerable aura of cultivation!

Among all the students, the one with the highest cultivation level is a young man. Judging from the strength of his aura fluctuations, he has already reached the fifth level of the Dao Platform Realm!

"Where...am I?"

A sense of bewilderment arose in Feng Xia's heart.

Suddenly, a low, angry shout came from the direction of the podium: "Hey kid! You're not paying attention in class, running around everywhere. Do you want to never graduate from elementary school?!"

"What the hell?! He only graduated from elementary school?! I clearly already... Wait, I can understand what this guy is saying?!"

In the instant Feng Xia was stunned, a green vine pointer lashed out from the air!

Feng Xia couldn't dodge in time and was struck solidly by the pointer. His magical power involuntarily dissipated, leaving him dazed and unconsciously sitting down on the spot.

He picked up a book, swayed his head, and followed the other students, burying himself in his studies.

It wasn't until more than ten breaths later that Feng Xia suddenly realized:

"Damn it, I've been ambushed!"

However, this method of sabotage left him both amused and exasperated—it was as if he were digging up someone's ancestral grave, only to be suddenly dragged into a coffin by the resurrected tomb owner. Just when he thought he was doomed, the tomb owner, who had come back to life, pulled out a thick stack of exam papers...

"What happened before? Did I stumble into the shadows of the past, or did I accidentally fall into an illusion? Or perhaps, there are still people living on this street?"

Feng Xia flipped through the booklet in her hand absentmindedly, quickly analyzing everything that had just happened in her mind.

Before long, he realized that the most crucial person in order to escape this strange scene was probably the ordinary-looking schoolteacher by the podium!

"However, this person is extremely strong, at least at the high-level of the Yuan Dan realm, or even stronger. Forcing a breakthrough is probably impossible. Furthermore, that whip is a valuable treasure, specifically designed to target the magical power of those with supernatural abilities. Being struck even once will cause one's magical power to dissipate, and it will take a long time to regenerate it..."

Feng Xia pondered and pondered, but couldn't come up with a good way to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, his peripheral vision flickered, landing on the thin book in his hand:

"Huh! It seems... it seems! I can actually understand the words on this!"

Feng Xia stood up excitedly.

The teacher standing by the podium immediately darkened his face: "What are you yelling about again?!"

Feng Xia replied with a look of delight, "Sir, I can read now!"

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Chapter 0094

"Great! I can read now! I can understand what I read!"

Almost no words can describe the immense joy Feng Xia felt at this moment.

In his view, the ancient street outside was mysterious, and this private school of unknown age was equally mysterious. The books in the private school were undoubtedly a great treasure!

Not long ago, he was still regretting that despite having a huge collection of ancient books in front of him, he couldn't even write a single character. He was like someone guarding a mountain of treasures but unable to enter the gate.

but now……

He has finally found the key to unlock the treasure mountain!

"The things recorded in this booklet seem to be a breathing technique. Although the content is quite basic, its strength lies in its unparalleled moderation and tranquility. Once you lay the foundation for cultivation with this breathing technique, there will be almost no difference between you and those who want to switch to more advanced techniques..."

As Feng Xia watched, his eyes suddenly narrowed, a hint of doubt in them: "Strange, some parts of this breathing technique seem familiar..."

Whoosh!

Before Feng Xia could ponder the difficulties, a long vine-like pointer suddenly lashed out from mid-air!

Feng Xia subconsciously gathered his magic power to resist, but when the vine whip fell, it immediately caused his magic power to dissipate. A burning pain shot through his arm, and he involuntarily fell to the ground.

"Stop trying to attract attention and disrupting classroom order!"

The teacher glared at Feng Xia and raised his pointer again, seemingly about to strike her once more. However, seeing that Feng Xia quickly assumed a posture of diligent study, he only snorted and the pointer did not fall on Feng Xia.

"Everyone must remember that God's Kingdom gave you life and nurtured you. Sooner or later, you will have to give your light and warmth and dedicate your strength to God's Kingdom!"

The teacher's expression gradually softened, and his steady, powerful voice echoed in the classroom:

"Alright, let's continue with the 'Record of the Celestial Pattern Divine Embryo.' As citizens of the Celestial Pattern Divine Kingdom, everyone should always remember that the 'Record of the Celestial Pattern Divine Embryo' is your foundation and the basic guarantee for your future growth. From now on, you must diligently cultivate it day and night without ceasing!"

"Celestial Patterns... So that's it! Yes, part of this technique is exactly the same as the 'Celestial Pattern Breathing Method'! However, it is far more profound and sophisticated than the 'Celestial Pattern Breathing Method', and it is many times more advanced!"

After repeatedly defeating the young master of the Tianjue Sect and successfully ambushing the sect master, Feng Xia has mastered the most complete "Heavenly Pattern Breathing Technique" through the power of his attribute ability.

However, at this very moment, before this "Record of the Celestial Embryo"...

The Celestial Breathing Technique is utterly inferior!

"Fully riddled with errors and omissions, it's an eyesore..."