Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Zhuang Zhou Dreams of a Butterfly (Part 1)

Is it a coincidence?

No, it’s not a coincidence!

Ning Fan could discern that among these words was the aura of himself, undeniably his handwriting! But why his aura appeared on the True Lightning Clan’s ancient texts was baffling...

Ning Fan’s gaze tightened, intending to ponder deeply, but he saw those introductory words, under the glow of brilliance, fade line by line, as if they had never existed at all.

Upon closer inspection, this leather-bound book had no introductory words; the first page was clearly blank, devoid of any text, and the introductory words seen before seemed like an illusion.

With a thoughtful expression, Ning Fan turned to the second page of the leather-bound book and realized why the first page’s introductory words were so peculiar upon reading.

It turned out that upon opening this True Lightning Clan’s ancient text for the first time, everyone would see different introductory words. The words visible to the book opener, others could not see; these words were not illusions but messages derived from the heavens’ reincarnation, serving as certain warnings to the book opener.

If one could comprehend these warning messages, the book opener could avoid certain dangerous calamities at a particular moment in the future.

"Interesting, I didn’t expect that by just opening this book, I’d receive a surprise. Those three lines of text indeed serve as reincarnation warnings for me. Back when I encountered Si Yingyue and Su Manyue, I was lucky, having vaguely sensed a reincarnation warning once; and this time, the book gave me a similar warning... A Master’s life is accompanied by countless dangers; to foresee these dangers, that’s why people are keen on studying divination and deductions; yet reincarnation’s warnings are a level above ordinary divinations. If I could understand the mystery in these three lines, it would benefit me greatly..."

[Don’t ask what reincarnation is; what’s important is what you choose to believe.]

This statement is talking about the essence of reincarnation...

[Don’t ask about the past and the future; this world has neither end nor beginning.]

Hmm, on this point, Ning Fan had already somewhat grasped previously, touching slightly upon the truth of the world...

[Don’t seek answers; the answer will be a weight you cannot bear.]

Answers? What answers can’t be sought, it’s baffling...

Ning Fan repeatedly thought but ultimately couldn’t grasp its essence, eventually giving up on this matter.

Even though reincarnation had given a warning, he couldn’t understand it; nothing made him more helpless than this.

If one can’t figure it out, then let it go; everything unfolds when the time comes. Ning Fan calmed down and began meticulously studying the secrets of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

Among them, the words ’against-fate’ contain the profound meaning of defying fate and destiny, precisely the aim the creator of this technique wanted to achieve.

To change destiny, one must first know destiny, hence the cultivation of divination is the most fundamental part of this technique.

Knowing destiny alone is not enough; to alter fate, one needs the ability to traverse between the past and the future. Therefore, the creator of this technique, using the thunder escape technique as its foundation, combined the powers of time and space to create a divine skill that could traverse different times and spaces.

This technique is similar to the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor’s Demonic Channel, divided into three cultivation stages.

Those who achieve minor success in cultivation can use sacrifices to let a trace of consciousness tear through reincarnation and return to the past for a brief stay, that trace of consciousness generally unobservable by individuals in other times and spaces; only a few exceptionally gifted individuals can ignore sacrifices, but such individuals have been rare throughout the True Lightning Clan’s history, their reasons always debated.

Those who achieve major success can let a vast consciousness shuttle between reincarnation, staying for an extended period.

Those who achieve complete success can let their physical defense directly depart the current time and space, transverse through reincarnation, reaching any desired time and space.

In essence, the ultimate goal of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique and Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor’s Demonic Channel is the same, both aim to traverse reincarnation, though their cultivation processes differ.

Senior Feifeng suggests Ning Fan return to the past, merely wanting Ning Fan’s trace of consciousness to return, not his entire being.

She brought Ning Fan to the True Lightning Clan’s secret pool of blood, intending for Ning Fan to achieve this through the massive sacrifices in the pool.

Of course, if Ning Fan could accomplish this solely by his power, bypassing sacrifices, she would be even more pleased, hence she mentioned it.

"Let’s first try practicing this technique to minor success..."

Ning Fan opened the first level of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique cultivation method.

According to the book’s introduction, one must cultivate to above the twentieth level to be considered achieving minor success.

[First level, entry volume, without the basics of divination and calculations, even those with exceptional aptitude would take a hundred years to achieve.]

Fortunately, Ning Fan is not a novice in divination; naturally, he doesn’t need a hundred years to complete the first level’s content. He quickly browsed through all the text, contemplated for about ten breaths, and directly comprehended the entire content of the first level.

Against-Fate Thunder Technique first level, complete!

Upon completion, Ning Fan’s divination cultivations unexpectedly advanced slightly!

The listening to the will of the heavens seemed clearer...

"Oh? The practice of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique unexpectedly enhances divination cultivations, which is truly surprising..." Ning Fan’s eyes gleamed, as cultivation techniques and books that could directly enhance divination cultivations were few and far between. A Master’s divination cultivations can generally only slowly grow through the accumulation of experience and knowledge. Just from this point, the Against-Fate Thunder Technique is indeed astonishing.

In an instant, Ning Fan’s interest in the cultivation of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique grew even more.

[Second level, entry volume, beginners can achieve this level two hundred years after completing the first level.]

Ning Fan still only needed about ten breaths to comprehend the entire second level content.

Divination cultivations advanced once again!

[Third level... can be achieved in three hundred years...]

Approximately ten breaths to complete!

[Fourth level... four hundred years...]

About ten breaths...

[Fifth level... five hundred years...]

Approximately ten breaths...

[Sixth level...]

[Seventh level...]

[Eighth level...]

...

In the short time of one incense stick’s worth, Ning Fan had cultivated through all twenty levels of content, achieving a progress beginner cultivators could only complete in tens of thousands of years.

The reason for such astonishing speed was not only due to Ning Fan’s high comprehension abilities but also because Ning Fan started from a high point. He was not a novice in divination, so he did not need time to comprehend the basics of divination. Even if he wasn’t an esteemed Divination Grandmaster of the Era of Decline, he could surely be considered a quasi-first-class diviner.

Moreover, after continuously cultivating through the twenty levels of the method, his divination cultivations dramatically improved, marking his true entry into the threshold of first-class diviners.

Not to mention, merely the sensitivity towards perceiving one’s own fortunes and misfortunes had become numerous times sharper; if forewarned through deduction, Ning Fan could even vaguely foresee events happening in the near future.

Starting from the twenty-first level, it’s no longer the entry volume but the minor success volume.

The minor success volume includes two hundred levels of cultivation methods, requiring complete cultivation to achieve major success in the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

This volume combines massive contents of thunder techniques and space techniques, presenting immense difficulty. Before achieving minor success, Ning Fan’s cultivation of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique proceeded smoothly, but when it came to the twenty-first volume, he spent a full five hours to succeed.

With increased difficulty, the benefits upon completion also improved.

This time, not only divination cultivations advanced, but lightning cultivations and space insights also saw an increase.

Ning Fan did not continue to cultivate the twenty-second level; the twenty-second level had a higher difficulty than the twenty-first, increasing exponentially. According to Ning Fan’s estimates, taking less than ten days to half a month, he wouldn’t hope to achieve the twenty-second level.

The time Senior Feifeng allotted him for contemplation was nearly up, the Against-Fate Thunder Technique was adequate for now, it’s time to go back and explore the history of the True Lightning World...

As for the cultivation of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, more time can be found later.

"First, let me test whether I need sacrifices to perform this technique..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes, initiating the Against-Fate Thunder Technique at the minor success stage, his entire body enveloped in a mysterious aura of lightning, continuously shifting between yin and yang, black and white.

He seemed like an old monk in meditation, sitting for two hours.

After a long time, Ning Fan awakened from his meditation, smiling slightly.

"Senior Feifeng mentioned her grandfather could perform this technique without sacrifices; I thought it was because he had researched the power of reincarnation to achieve it, but turns out it was not..."

Whether sacrifices are necessary, the key actually lies in the words yin and yang!

The vast majority of people need sacrifices because they need to absorb the yin energy of numerous deceased to obscure their own yang energy.

Crossing time and space using the Against-Fate Thunder Technique, the primary condition is disguising oneself as a dead person, an entity not existing in the current cycle of reincarnation.

This is the reason why Lightning Emperor Tai Su couldn’t achieve this; despite being the most talented person in the True Lightning Clan in recent years, his failure to cultivate yin and yang prevented him from ignoring the sacrifices when performing the technique.

On the contrary, Fei Feng’s unremarkable grandfather might have been able to achieve this due to a fortuitous chance, having delved deeply into the concept of yin-yang, rather than because of his inherent talent.

"If I weren’t a cultivator of Yin Yang Transformation myself, I might not be able to discern the reason behind the sacrificial offering..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes again and pushed Against-Fate Thunder Technique to its extreme.

He began to lock onto the time-space coordinates of the True Lightning Clan’s past location.

Every point in time within each cycle of reincarnation has its own unique time-space coordinates. Time-space coordinates consist of three main components: time coordinates, realm coordinates, and dimension coordinates, all of which are indispensable.

Realm coordinates are used to pinpoint space nodes.

Time coordinates are used to pinpoint time nodes.

Dimension coordinates are the most mysterious, and the most difficult for Ning Fan to comprehend... The function of these coordinates is actually to distinguish between different parallel reincarnations within the same space-time...

According to this book, only Third Step Saints possess the ability to parse dimension coordinates. Even for a Saint, immense costs are required to obtain dimension coordinates for a certain parallel space-time...

Fortunately, the records of the Against-Fate Thunder Technique marked the complete time-space coordinates from when the True Lightning Clan was flourishing, with the dimension coordinates being obtained at great expense by the ancestors of the True Lightning Clan. Therefore, every cultivator who has somewhat mastered the Against-Fate Thunder Technique can use these coordinates to visit this space-time node and witness the past of the True Lightning Clan.

Unfortunately, the book only records this one coordinate, without a second one. Ning Fan himself does not know other space-time coordinates, nor does he possess the ability to parse a complete set of time-space coordinates independently.

He may try to parse the realm coordinates of a certain interface alone, and he may attempt one or two time coordinates, but dimension coordinates... Involving a Third Step understanding of parallel space-time, Ning Fan currently has absolutely no ability to do this.

Thus he can only rely on the sole complete time-space coordinate recorded in the book to employ the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

The only past he can traverse is that of the True Lightning Clan...

"Against-Fate Thunder Technique, activate!"

When the lightning on his body glowed to its utmost, deep within Ning Fan’s divine sense, a thread of spirit sense turned into lightning, flickered, and disappeared without a trace.

And he himself seemed to enter a slumber, remaining in a deep sleep.

...

A strange time.

A strange world.

A young man dressed in white, eyes filled with confusion, walked between heaven and earth. In front of him, the sky was filled with thunderous clouds that had lingered for years, and the air contained an immense force of lightning beyond his comprehension.

"The aura of lightning here is so dense. Even a lightning cultivator with poor aptitude, upon arriving here, would only need a hundred years to cultivate to the Divinity Transformation Stage, a thousand years to reach Void Refinement, and another thousand years to reach Void Fragmentation... But what is Void Fragmentation, what is Void Refinement, and what is Divinity Transformation, where is this place..." The young man in white looked bewildered, he seemed to have forgotten many things, too many.

"This is the True Thunder Kingdom of the Dust Realm, the territory of the Taicang Calamity Spirit." Not far from the young man, several old men fishing by the river resolved his confusion.

The old men appeared to be casually chatting, mentioning this matter unintentionally without intending to clarify for the young man in white.

They could not see the young man in white at all.

Even though the young man in white approached them, they could not see him.

"Dust Realm... True Thunder Kingdom... Taicang Calamity Spirit... These terms sound so familiar, as if I’ve heard them somewhere, but I can’t recall..." The young man in white furrowed his brows deeply.

"Why can’t the people here see me..." The young man in white tried, even though his body wasn’t ephemeral, he could directly pass through other people’s bodies, through anything in front of him.

What’s going on here?

Why can’t he touch anything in this world?

"Who am I... Why am I here in the True Thunder Kingdom..." The young man in white felt utterly perplexed.

He didn’t know who he was, didn’t know what the True Thunder Kingdom was, or why he existed.

He didn’t know where to go, so he stood beside the old men, listening to their casual chat.

The fishing old men mostly talked about mortal affairs, family matters, and interesting village stories... They all seemed to be mere mortals of the True Thunder Kingdom. But what is a mortal... He couldn’t understand, couldn’t recall...

The young man in white listened in silence, from midday to sunset.

After fishing the entire afternoon, those old men were about to return home.

The young man in white didn’t know where to go, so he followed the old men, walking continuously.

He arrived at a bustling town.

In the town, mostly comprised of mortals, suddenly, a ray of light flew through the sky.

Walking on air!

It was Harmonious Spirit realm cultivators soaring through the sky!

"Look! It’s an Immortal! An Immortal has come to our Lailong Town!" Many mortals in town, surprised and amazed, came out to watch the Immortal in the sky while dining.

No one could see the young man in white.

The Harmonious Spirit realm cultivator couldn’t see him either.

No one knew that this young man in white was a thread of consciousness of Ning Fan, traversing through reincarnation.

Even Ning Fan himself had forgotten this fact, which is a flaw of having the Against-Fate Thunder Technique at a minor mastery level, achieving its full mastery would not result in such memory loss...

"Harmonious Spirit realm cultivators... But what is Harmonious Spirit..." The young man in white pondered.

He quietly watched as events unfolded, as the Harmonious Spirit realm cultivator descended from the sky, gathered all the dignified gentry of the town, and proclaimed the decree from the True Thunder Holy Sect.

Evidently, the True Thunder Holy Sect is the foremost sect in the True Thunder Kingdom, an extraordinary power renowned across the Dust Realm among the Three Great Realms.

Evidently, the Harmonious Spirit realm cultivator was a disciple of a branch sect of the True Thunder Holy Sect.

Evidently, the purpose of his visit was to select disciples for the branch sect from this town.

"How wonderful! After forty years, the White Thunder Branch has finally come to our town to select disciples again!" Many of the elders in town began to cheer.

"Forty years ago, we also participated in the Immortal’s examination, but unfortunately, we didn’t pass back then. It’s uncertain if any of our younger generations has the fortune to become an Immortal’s disciple this time..." Some middle-aged men in their forties sighed, recalling past events.

Ning Fan didn’t leave Lailong Town; he didn’t know where to go after leaving, so he remained there to observe the disciple examination of the White Thunder Branch.

The examination would last for ten days.

Participants must be eight years old or younger, and can sign up now.

By dusk, a total of three hundred children in Lailong Town were happily taken by their parents to the Harmonious Spirit realm cultivator for registration to participate in the examination.

Among the three hundred children, some had exceptional aptitude for cultivation, while others had low aptitude, unsuitable for cultivation. The Harmonious Spirit realm cultivator mostly needed only a glance to roughly judge their cultivation potential. However, aptitude wasn’t the highest criterion for the White Thunder Branch in choosing disciples; they valued perseverance even more, hence the existence of the ten-day examination.

Ning Fan’s gaze didn’t linger on those of higher aptitude.

His focus remained on a particular child with low aptitude.

This child was named Shi.

In the True Thunder Kingdom, within the Dust Realm, surnames were extremely significant, not everyone is entitled to have a surname, and most mortals only have given names without a surname.

Shi was a typical example of this.

He didn’t deserve a surname, unless one day he could rise above the ranks.

He aspired to rise above the ranks, to become an Immortal’s disciple, to soar through the sky and earth, and to wield the Heaven and Earth Ring.

Such aspirations were familiar to Ning Fan; when he first saw the old monster standing atop the heavens, he had the same look in his eyes.

But who was the old monster...

What year was that...

He couldn’t recall...

What intrigued Ning Fan even more was that this child named Shi seemed to have an inexplicable bond of causality related to Ning Fan’s arrival.

But what is causality...

He couldn’t remember anything...

The following ten days, Lailong Town seemed to hold a celebration, joyously conducting the Immortal examination.

The assessment on the first day took place in the early morning. The task was to cover a hundred miles on foot before sunset.

For adults, this task seemed doable, but for a group of seven or eight-year-old children, it was quite challenging.

On the first day of the assessment, over two hundred children couldn’t keep up, leaving only fifty or so, who came from privileged backgrounds and had been physically strengthened with medicinal herbs since childhood, to complete the task before sunset.

Shi also passed the assessment.

He was an exception; his family was poor, and he often went hungry, let alone having the money to buy herbs for bodily reinforcement.

He relied solely on sheer determination to finish the entire trek, and as soon as he completed the task, he collapsed from exertion and fell unconscious.

This unconsciousness lasted for half a month.

Half a month later, when Shi awoke, he learned that due to his unconscious state, he had missed the remaining nine days of the assessment, and had lost the chance to become a disciple of the Immortal.

No matter how much his mother comforted him, Shi’s sadness could not be alleviated.

He wanted to soar through the skies like an Immortal, but he missed this opportunity.

When will the next assessment be held?

Wait another forty years?

By that time, he would be a forty-eight-year-old middle-aged man. Would he still qualify to become an Immortal disciple...

"My son, don’t be sad. If we can’t become Immortals, then we won’t. When the grains in the field ripen, I will sell them and send you to a village school. I know, my son, you are ambitious and will eventually do great things..."

"Mother, I don’t want to study..." Shi wiped his tears and shook his head.

To study, one must pay a fee to the teacher at the clan school, which is a significant expense and a heavy burden for a poor family like theirs.

His mother hadn’t bought fabric or made new clothes in years, yet she saved money for his education... He didn’t want his mother to live so hard...

His desire to become an Immortal and make a name for himself was just so his mother could have a good life...

"Ah, my son has really grown up. But I still want you to study; farming is too hard. I’ve suffered my whole life and don’t want you to endure the same... Once you achieve something, become an official, and honor your mother, it would be the same. Bear a few years of hardship now, and you can enjoy life later. Do you understand, my son?"

...

Ning Fan stepped out of the room, no longer observing the tender affection between this mother and son.

At this moment, he had no memories, none of his former cunning, yet suddenly seeing this scene of maternal affection, for some reason, touched the most tender part of his heart.

Before he realized it, his eyes were already moist.

He cried...

Ning Fan touched the corner of his eye, bewildered.

It seemed like he hadn’t cried in many years.

He indeed missed his own mother, but felt guilty inside...

With the aid of the Godly Void Pavilion, he sent many Spiritual Medicines to the Rain Immortal World, which should help his mother recover her health.

But who was his mother...

What was the Godly Void Pavilion...

Why did he cry, why did he feel so sour...

Perhaps it was some kind of karmic connection with Shi that attracted Ning Fan.

Or perhaps it was the tender affection between the mother and son that attracted Ning Fan.

In any case, in the days that followed, Ning Fan never left Lailong Town, wandering and lingering in the town every day.

He didn’t know why he was born, why he died, why he existed.

He wanted to integrate into this world, to find himself, but the world rejected him, and no one could see him.

A year passed.

Two years passed.

In the blink of an eye, seven years went by.

The eight-year-old Shi from back then was now a handsome fifteen-year-old, already a well-known figure in Lailong Town.

People around him changed with the passing of time.

Only Ning Fan remained unaffected by time; his bone age, his time, was fixed at the moment he came to this world, and when he left, it would still be in that moment, not deviating for long, merely a dream.

"I seem to be unaffected by the years of this realm, why is this..." Ning Fan felt confused.

He had been in this world for seven years, yet many things he still couldn’t remember.

He still didn’t know who he was.

He couldn’t interfere with this world.

This world couldn’t interfere with him either. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

On the other hand.

Fifteen-year-old Shi, feeling accomplished through learning, wanted to set out and seek opportunities to become an official.

In the True Thunder Nation, there was no examination system; to become an official, one needed recommendations or to become a retainer to noble and powerful individuals.

Lailong Town was too small; staying here, Shi would never have the chance to showcase his talents, never earn enough money to provide his mother with a good life.

He had to leave here.

"Even if I can’t become an Immortal, I must become outstanding among mortals, to give my mother a good life!"

At the moment of leaving Lailong Town, Shi secretly made a vow.

Unexpectedly, this departure would last thirty-one years.

This year, Shi was already forty-six years old.

This year, Shi had already married and had children, but his wife died early of illness, and his beloved son also passed away young, leaving him almost alone all the time.

He was alone outside for thirty-one years, never returning to Lailong Town even once.

Not because he didn’t want to come back, not because he didn’t miss his mother, but because he didn’t have the face to return.

In his youth, he thought the world was vast and open to him, believing that with his talents, he could become a person of significance.

But this world was too harsh.

In his youthful arrogance, he accidentally offended some prestigious individuals, resulting in thirty-one years of obscurity, unable to become an official.

The more downcast he was, the less he dared to return home, the less he dared to face his mother.

He didn’t know what kind of disappointment he would cause his mother if he returned in such a destitute manner.

He missed home, so much that his heart ached, but he had no way back.

He missed his mother’s dumplings, her pancakes, and the secret chicken egg she would sneak onto his pancake.

Longing, longing...

But, he couldn’t go back...

He lingered in a small village far from home, teaching.

He had unutilized talent and unspeakable yearning.

He lived numb and grudgeful, barely surviving.

Until one day, a fellow from Lailong Town, after great effort, found him.

Discovering him in this impoverished place.

That fellow villager brought him a bad news.

His mother, his mother who couldn’t be defeated even by the wind and frost swords, fell ill.

He’s already over forty, and his mother is over sixty.

At this age, once you fall ill, it might be... the final farewell...

At this moment, nothing matters anymore.

He just wants to go home, just wants to go home.

In his haste, he even wore his shoes backwards, hurriedly left this remote area with the villager.

He didn’t notice that outside the door, a Ning Fan silently watched him for thirty-one years.

No, perhaps he sensed something.

Because the moment he stepped out, he seemed to furrow his brows slightly toward the direction where Ning Fan stood.

"Interesting, this person has never cultivated, yet vaguely sensed my existence..."

"But cultivating, what is it..."

Ning Fan sighed and quietly followed behind him, journeying all the way back to Lailong Town.

Perhaps it was nerves from being near home, at the door, he hesitated, not daring to enter.

He didn’t dare face his mother, couldn’t imagine the disappointment she’d feel knowing how he wasted his life.

He hesitated, circling like a timid ant.

In his inner turmoil and struggle, an old and excited voice unexpectedly came from inside.

"Is it my son... is my son back..."

He felt his heart hammered hard.

The burly man was directly red-eyed yet gritted his teeth, not letting tears fall.

...

Ning Fan did not watch the reunion of the mother and son.

He walked far, far enough that he could not see them, and then looked up at the sky, silent.

Even though he couldn’t remember much, he could still vaguely see the mother already showing signs of death, beyond any help.

The most painful thing in life is the permanent separation that follows a brief reunion. That man named Shi will likely be devastated.

"Strange, the wind has risen..."

Ning Fan suddenly sensed something and furrowed his eyebrows.

The wind he spoke of was not the common wind.

It was the wind of fate.

As if some crucial turning point of reincarnation was about to happen...

In the sky, a scarlet thunderbolt seemed to flash by...

"Yaksha Divine Thunder, is it..." Ning Fan’s gaze turned dazed, as if recognizing that scarlet light, yet seemingly not.

In the next moment, he forgot everything.

"What is Yaksha Divine Thunder..."

He didn’t know what the fleeting red light was.

He merely felt that within that red light was a deeply engraved aura, making him linger and intoxicated.

It seemed like the sword ancestor’s aura...

But who is the sword ancestor...

Yet it also seemed like the aura of red long dress...

But who is red long dress...

Shh!

A woman, quite resembling red long dress, wearing a dress of deep red, floated over.

By coincidence, she landed before Ning Fan.

No, it’s not a coincidence!

She had traced Ning Fan’s aura to find him.

But couldn’t find it.

Even though Ning Fan stood right here, she couldn’t see him...

"It’s indeed another illusion. The thing I seek isn’t here... my butterfly..."

"But why do I desperately seek butterflies... What kind of butterfly should I seek... I don’t know, never knew, as if there is something I won’t ever recall in this life... I once consulted the Calamity Master about my doubts, but his answer was not to ask more, if I wish to live, stay away from swords and butterflies, and away from all purple in the world..."

"Last night, I dreamed again... Still the same dream, I was solitary practicing swordsmanship, waiting for ten years’ Chao Yue, waiting for a butterfly of unknown appearance..."

"Clearly in the dream, every move of unparalleled swordsmanship I remember, yet after waking, I can’t perform swords in the real world... Even the basic Sword Control Technique of beginners, I’m unable to perform it, as if naturally, all swords in the world repel me..."

The woman in red dress sighed deeply, just about to leave when suddenly she seemed to sense something, raising her brows.

"I did not imagine by chance coming to a Mortal Cultivator town, I’d encounter a mortal who has opened The Third Gate of Tianren, such a talent not chosen by White Thunder Sect Branch, White Thunder Sect Branch truly is utterly foolish."

The Third Gate of Tianren!

Ning Fan was stunned by the woman’s words.

If he didn’t mistake it, the direction the woman’s eyes focused was exactly where Shi’s home was.

Is it possible for mortals to open The Third Gate of Tianren!

Ning Fan was shocked by such an unbelievable fact, yet in a flash, he didn’t understand why he was shocked.

He forgot what The Third Gate of Tianren was.

The prior shock seemed merely a kind of instinct and habit.

More than this matter, he was more concerned about who the woman before him was.

He extended his hand, wanting to touch the woman in red dress.

But his hand passed right through her body.

Surely still can’t touch...

"If it were before, I wouldn’t mind recommending such talent to the Calamity Master, but alas, now I’m disgusted with Taicang Calamity Spirit’s life, likely to betray Taicang Calamity Spirit in the future, no need to recommend such talent to the enemy and add a formidable opponent unwarranted..."

The woman in red dress smiled slyly, her body flickered, disappeared without trace.

Ning Fan instinctively wanted to chase, but then a massive purple descended from the sky, halting the pursuit.

The purple light flashed briefly, origin unknown, where it dispersed unknown, its stay too short, but brought Ning Fan an all too familiar feeling...

"This is, the Power of Zidou Reincarnation... But who is Purple Dou, what is reincarnation..." Ning Fan was in confusion.

He didn’t know why that power stopped him from chasing the woman, after many attempts, he had to give up helplessly.

Yet deep inside, a fracture quietly began to grow.

He didn’t know what that fracture was, with all his memory lost, unable to perceive it.

But perhaps when he awakens, when his consciousness returns to the pool of blood by True Lightning Clan, he might understand something...