The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

"What did you say?"

Zhiyue couldn't hear clearly.

"Beads, for holding things."

"Are beads...used to hold things?"

Qian Xintong complained in confusion, while Zhi Yue's expression hardened. He knew what Xiao Kun and Zi Ying were looking for. So he got up, carefully locked the doors and windows, checked to make sure there were no eavesdroppers, then slowly walked to the desk, squatted down, reached out and grabbed the cabinet handle, and then... yanked the handle off.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"Your cabinet...it needs replacing."

Qian Xintong couldn't help but complain that the quality of this cabinet was exceptionally poor.

"No, this thing is detachable."

Zhiyue walked to the bedside, picked up the handle, and ripped off the transparent decorative ball on it.

"Could it be?"

"Could it be?"

The two spoke in unison. Zhiyue nodded.

"That's right, this isn't a crystal ornament picked up from the roadside. Ah, the one on the other handle definitely is."

Zhiyue lifted the small, transparent ball, about the size of a fingertip, and all three people's eyes focused on it:

"This is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Kunziying lunged forward, grabbed the ball tightly, and then flipped halfway through the air before crashing to the ground.

"Oh! Are you alright, little one?"

Qian Xintong's concern, however, took on a different meaning in Xiao Kunziying's ears. He twitched his lips:

"Even if I shrink, I'm not that fragile."

Zhiyue was speechless.

"What's the rush? Didn't you give it to me? Now you want it back?"

Kun Ziying shook her head, her face serious:

"I have a feeling this thing will be a huge help to me."

Seeing the serious expression on Kunzi Ying's fair face, Zhi Yue had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.

"Name, the name of this thing, I can't remember it, damn it..."

Kun Ziying looked pained and anxious, trying hard to remember. A gut feeling told him he absolutely had to remember; it was crucial!

"Although it's still hard to believe... your performance is basically enough to convince me. My dear uncle, this is what you said solemnly, word by word, back then:"

Zhiyue cleared his throat and began to imitate Kunziying's tone from back then:

"My child, remember this well: whenever you want to control it, call its name. It originally belonged to your father, but now I am giving it to you. It will forever remember the unique reverse frequency that belongs to you. You must, you must remember its name:"

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"Boundless Starry Sky".

At the same time, Zhi Yue used the reverse energy, and the sphere in Xiao Kun Jie Ying's hand began to emit a silvery-white light. The light was bright but not dazzling, like a pair of soft hands gently brushing across the eyes.

Xiao Kunziying seemed to have been bewitched, his eyes fixed on the silvery-white sphere, unfocused. Hearing those four words, his memories surged like a tidal wave—but a broken one. He remembered the child's departing figure eight years ago, his eight years of relentless searching for him, and how he had built an ancestral hall for the child's parents, only to find it deserted and ignored.

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body, transforming into an invisible whirlwind that swept the surrounding energy towards his small body, converting it into reverse energy.

The transformation of scattered elements can usually only take place when the reverser enters a dream state, while the situation of being awake as it is now can only occur when breaking through realms and opening the mind for the first time.

The reverse energy was absorbed into Xiao Kunziying's sea of ​​consciousness. As a golden light shone in his eyes, his vision opened—he had once again entered the reverse energy realm. The weakness of this aura was only relative to his past self. If you were to compare him with a child who had just awakened his vision, you would find that his aura was astonishingly strong, several times stronger than that of an ordinary child.

"This feeling...!"

Xiao Kunzi closed his eyes tightly, tilted his head back, and sighed:

"Awesome!"

The two people standing to the side were also quite surprised. Xiao Kunziying hadn't done anything; he had just played with the pearl a couple of times, and yet he had directly reshaped his sea of ​​consciousness and embarked on the path of cultivation again.

Xiao Kunziying tried to manipulate the sand on the ground; his movements were agile and skillful.

"How are you feeling? Is there anything unusual?"

Zhiyue asked with a serious expression.

"Didn't I tell you? It feels great. I feel incredibly good, completely relaxed. It's just a pity that I only recovered a small part of my memories. But at least I know who I am, roughly."

He only remembered that he was an elder of the Kun family and that he had been searching for Kun Ling; he remembered nothing else.

Xiao Kunzi Ying was completely absorbed in the process. The reverse energy was constantly cleansing his body, expelling impurities, optimizing its structure, and bringing everything into order. This effect was the only rapid method of physical enhancement that did not require experiencing pain.

Every breakthrough for those who defy the odds involves a process of "cleansing and optimization," plus a free "full-up" of the deficient element—like an upgrade gift package prepared by the universe for them. The feeling of breakthrough is extremely pleasurable, with positive senses amplified and negative senses suppressed or even completely eliminated.

Ha, who knows if someone might keep lowering their cultivation level to repeatedly break through?

Xiao Kunzi Ying immersed his consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness, observing his reserves of reverse energy. He was astonished to find that there was a space the size of a room, similar in size to the room where the three of them were, filled to the brim with gaseous reverse energy.

To put it in perspective, when an ordinary scion of a cultivation family first embarks on the path of cultivation, they typically only have enough water for a pot. Therefore, Xiao Kunziying's reserves of reverse essence are not just a few times that of an ordinary person, but tens of thousands of times greater—how terrifying! Even he himself exclaimed in surprise.

"This...this...this sea of ​​consciousness space..."

He stammered, at a loss for words, and haltingly explained the situation to the two of them. The usually composed Zhi Yue nearly popped his eyes out, while Qian Xintong jumped up from the bed, only to bump her head on the ceiling. Even so, her shock was undeniable.

"Damn it...Damn it?! I was only three cubic meters back in my day!"

Zhiyue, however, had a completely different perspective and asked urgently:

"Do you remember who saved you back then? That person is probably someone important!"

"I was practically halfway into the world of the dead, I was practically crossing the river on turtle heads, and you expect me to remember what someone looks like?"

Xiao Kun waved his hand, indicating that he was powerless to help.

"Um, I...I think I have some ideas..."

"Then tell me!"

The two men from the Kun family shouted in unison, their four eyes seeming to blaze with green fire, like hungry wolves spotting food or ferocious sharks smelling blood.

"Why are you yelling so loudly... I can't say it out loud, in a physical sense."

Qian Xintong helplessly shrugged.

Zhiyue seemed to be deep in thought:

"Since just now, your speech has been disjointed and you keep changing your statements, is it because you... come from outside the mainland?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Kunziying was also taken aback, seemingly lost in thought:

"Yes, you are from beyond the heavens... uh, cough cough, a visitor from beyond the heavens, a star messenger. What could possibly restrict you... could it be that gods truly exist?"

Qian Xintong was feeling relieved for the two of them, thinking that this wasn't something she had intentionally revealed, when she suddenly heard a word that shouldn't exist there, and almost choked on the saliva she had swallowed:

"Cough cough cough... What did you say?"