Chapter 4: Chapter 4 All-Knowing
Great Osar above, save us, for Nimo Prairie hasn't seen rain in three years; rivers have dried, wells have depleted, and the people of Ukuru Tribe are dying off, my poor daughter, she's also on the brink of death.
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Great Osar, you must have heard my prayers, mother finally agreed to take our family away from Nimo Prairie. Using mother's reputation, we passed through dozens of tribes across the prairie with only one incident of conflict. That ti, mother killed the opposing clan leader and as punishnt, also took the most beautiful woman from that tribes, who will beco my new wife.
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We arrived at Yoruba Kingdom, the most powerful kingdom in the southern Saha Continent. Everything here is good; mother sold a gemstone, and our family moved into a comfortable house. My new wife is finally pregnant.
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Damn the Yoruba people, they discovered mother's presence and threatened to burn her alive if we didn't leave. Fosca went berserk, he killed a few Yoruba policen, and we were besieged. My new wife and daughter were killed, I was wounded there, and now I can no longer continue the family line.
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A cunning snakehead found us, promising to take us away from Yoruba to the legendary paradise—Divine Eagle Federation. Mother gave him the last gemstone.
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We finally reached the Divine Eagle Federation, mother wanted to kill the snakehead to take back the gemstone, but she found her power rapidly waning, she could no longer kill, we can't make a living with mother's power anymore, this is not paradise, this is a hell for the poor.
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For the sake of the family, I sold myself; a despicable middleman introduced
to a couple to work as a butler. The salary was plenty, but I had to give half to the middleman, yet what remained was enough for the family to eat well. Balagon also had money to apprentice at a at shop.
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Twenty years have passed, mother suddenly contacted ; she could feel her power swiftly returning, and it seems the world has undergone unknown changes. The already mystical witchcraft not only works again but is stronger than ever before. Mother said she has touched a higher realm and has decided to travel the world, leaving the duty of caring for the family to .
Just then, that couple died in a car accident, leaving behind a vast inheritance and a foolish child.
I need a fresh body; I also need that wealth. I can finally contribute greatly to the family; it looks like it's ti to start preparing that ritual. I will definitely succeed.
— Last page.
Old Morgan's diary, the first part records so witchcraft, but the latter part is indeed his diary.
From his intermittent descriptions, it's not hard to deduce that Old Morgan had smuggled himself from the distant Saha Continent over twenty years ago, having lost his wife and child along the way. To sustain life, he sold himself to so black middlen.
Of course, none of this is crucial; what truly interests Tang Qi.
Is that behind Old Morgan, there's still a family.
And from the diary, it's evident that the family head isn't Old Morgan, but his mother, a seemingly dangerous old witch.
Clearly, Old Morgan's witchcraft was learned from her.
So the situation now is that although I have replaced a wealthy second-generation heir, I have also offended a black family skilled in witchcraft. From Old Morgan's diary, this family clearly consists of individuals who kill without regard for good or evil.
Old Morgan and this family were able to keep their grievances hidden for over twenty years because witchcraft ceased to work after entering the Divine Eagle Federation. They have started to erge now because witchcraft has once again been restored.
Even though these are just trivial details, it's not hard to infer that this world, which looks just like Earth in my previous life, actually possesses real Extraordinary Powers. It's just that I don't know if, like the Old Witch, the power is just beginning to restore, or if it has been there since the very start...?
Regardless of these questions, what I need to think about first and foremost is how to survive the revenge of that twisted family with this hard-earned new life.
But I am alone with no relatives or friends, and I am just an ordinary person. How can I fight against a family with witches who are skilled in witchcraft?
Call the police?
Tang Qi's first thought, coming from a civilized society, was just that. Unfortunately, he soon shook his head and dismissed the idea. From the mories of his original body, while he had indeed witnessed the existence of Extraordinary Powers, the world still publicly appeared no different from Earth in the past life.
That is to say, if Tang Qi went to the police, there's a high chance he would be regarded as insane, and he might even end up being accused of murdering his steward.
With this path blocked, Tang Qi realized he might ultimately have to rely on his own strength.
Yet, as soon as this thought erged, Tang Qi looked at the diary in his hands and the few crudely made witchcraft trinkets, sowhat helplessly saying, "Even if I do have a unique talent, and I learn these witchcraft quickly, I'm probably no match for a ruthless Old Witch. It wouldn't be much different from seeking death."
"What should I do? Maybe I should just sell all my properties and flee sser City right away. Perhaps I can avoid the twisted family's vengeance."
Tang Qi is very clear that the latter option is the correct one, but the idea of fleeing without even fighting makes him instinctively resistant.
After pondering deeply for a while and coming up with no good plan, Tang Qi let out a slight sigh, his gaze involuntarily falling onto the last item that was found on Old Morgan – a strange and ancient Sheepskin Scroll.
According to Old Morgan's diary, the Sheepskin Scroll was left by his second wife who had passed away, whose father was the Clan Leader killed by Old Morgan's mother, and the scroll was a Holy Relic worshiped by the tribe for hundreds of years.
Tang Qi put down the diary and picked up the Sheepskin Scroll, slowly unrolling it.
Tang Qi didn't hold much hope for the Sheepskin Scroll, for since it had fallen into Old Morgan's hands, it was as good as falling into the Old Witch's hands. If it were truly a miraculous Holy Relic, the Old Witch would have likely taken it long ago.
The sight that unfolded confird Tang Qi's premonition, because nothing happened.
The Sheepskin Scroll was a comforting touch, with mottled colors and an ancient aura. Oddly enough, it was deep into the night, yet the scroll felt warm, as though it had been kept in the sunlight.
Coincidentally, after unrolling the Sheepskin Scroll, there was only one totem depicted inside.
A Sun, a golden Sun.
Tang Qi stared at the totem for a while, but aside from his eyes growing tired, he gained nothing.
"Seems like escaping is still the more practical option."
Muttering to himself, Tang Qi was about to set the Sheepskin Scroll aside and continue studying the diary when.
Unexpectedly, sothing happened.
Tang Qi's pupils suddenly constricted; a familiar sight appeared before his eyes.
A special image was presented in Tang Qi's vision.
Curios: Ancient Sheepskin Scroll
Information Fragnt One: The Origin is a Curios that records the Golden Furnace ditation thod, which can be deciphered.
Information Fragnt Two: Decryption thod, align the sheepskin scroll with the dawn's sunlight, and silently recite "The sun is the golden lter, the sole fuel is the soul," after ten seconds, the Curios will revert to its original form.
It appeared again, it has appeared once more.
Tang Qi forcefully suppressed the excitent in his heart and focused intently on the image before him.
A familiar yet different scene had occurred when Tang Qi was still a lowly Judgent Demon; anyti he looked at anything, an interface similar to what would appear while playing online gas on Previous Earth would erge, only more simple and mysterious.
At that ti, Tang Qi thought it was a benefit of his crossing over to this world, but after his rebirth, those images all disappeared, which led Tang Qi to believe that these could only be seen as a Devil.
Now it seems, Tang Qi was wrong.
Perhaps, such an interface only appears for Extraordinary things.
The operating Soul Swapping Balance is an Extraordinary Artifact, I was when I was a Judgent Demon, Old Morgan's soul was too, and this Curios, the sheepskin scroll.
Of course, it could also be that I am too weak, so this ability is sporadic and unreliable?
Moreover, what should this ability be called?
All-Knowing?
All-knowing and All-powerful?
While Tang Qi was guessing and naming his Golden Finger, his gaze fell directly onto those two Information Fragnts.
According to the fragnts, this ancient sheepskin scroll's true nature should be an artifact that records the "Golden Furnace ditation," and the thod to restore it was directly displayed before Tang Qi.
A not so complicated thod, but without knowing the spell, even if one had the sheepskin scroll for hundreds of years, they couldn't unlock its mystery.
Much like the tribe of Old Morgan's second wife, which had been enshrined for hundreds of years, probably was researched for hundreds of years, but in the end, it was not as effective as Tang Qi's glance.
"Golden Furnace ditation!"
"Dawn!"
Holding the sheepskin scroll, Tang Qi murmured as he stood up.
He walked straight to the windowsill, his hand suddenly seizing the exquisite curtain. With a "swish," the curtains parted, Light suddenly blood, dispersing the darkness of the study, as the first warm ray of sunlight pierced through the window, landing perfectly on the sheepskin scroll in Tang Qi's hand.
Tang Qi imdiately lifted the sheepskin scroll, placing it entirely under the sunlight, closed his eyes, and mouthed word by word, "The sun is the golden lter, the sole fuel is the soul."
With the last word uttered, Tang Qi started counting down in his heart.
Ten!
Nine!
Eight!
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One!
Tang Qi abruptly opened his eyes, his nervous and expectant gaze once again landing on the sheepskin scroll.
Was it successful?
Has it reverted?
Although Tang Qi did not know what the so-called Golden Furnace ditation was, at this mont, this artifact that sounded like so Cultivation thod was undoubtedly Tang Qi's greatest hope.
When Tang Qi's gaze settled on it, when the last second ended.
Tang Qi saw it, the golden sunlight scattered on the sheepskin scroll, flowing like water along the sun totem, and when the sunlight turned into a golden line reaching the center of the totem.
Boom!
A burst of golden light exploded, engulfing not only Tang Qi but the entire study, and although it was only for a brief second, Tang Qi still felt endless warmth. All tension, apprehension, and fear brought about by the experiences of turning into a devil, plotting against Old Morgan, and rebirth as a human seed to dissolve silently.
At this mont, Tang Qi was in utter peace and looked at his palm once more.
There, the sheepskin scroll had vanished.
In its place was a ball of golden light, akin to a newborn sun, warm and dazzling, with a slight heat that lted away, and then, under the intense gaze of Tang Qi's wide-open eyes, it slowly rged into his palm.
In a daze, Tang Qi once again caught a few Information Fragnts.
The Curios has been restored!
Discovered the ancient ditation thod - Golden Furnace ditation!
Can be converted into a Skill!
Converting in progress!
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