Chapter 5: Chapter 5 Snowflake Rabbit at Stew Soup
"This feeling...it's wonderful."
Tang Qi stood before the windowsill, basking in the warm sunlight, all the gloom swept away, feeling better than ever before.
In his field of vision, the odd interface underwent a change.
Na: Tang Qi.
State: Normal.
Species: Human.
Skill: Golden Furnace ditation.
Information Fragnt: This is an ancient ditation thod, visualizing a golden Sun, and your soul will be thrown into the lter, sublimating in the Burning.
"A Cultivation thod?"
Tang Qi suppressed the joy in his heart. Although he had retaliated and killed the evil butler Old Morgan, Samra, who was behind Old Morgan, still cast a huge shadow over Tang Qi's future. Just a glimpse into Old Morgan's diary revealed a sliver of the terror of the Old Witch Samra.
Tang Qi, still an ordinary person, dared not imagine what would happen to him if this family ca looking for vengeance.
The inheritance of wealth from his original body did not give Tang Qi any sense of security. As a result, he had not even consciously thought about it until now.
However, this newly acquired Extraordinary Cultivation thod was a beam of hope that exhilarated Tang Qi.
Start cultivating now?
Tang Qi glanced at Old Morgan's corpse lying on the ground, the evil ritual, the extinguished red candles, the ominous Soul Swapping Balance. It was difficult for an ordinary person to remain calm in such an environnt, yet Tang Qi rely smiled lightly and sat down cross-legged beneath the window sill, directly in the sunlight.
Without hesitation and following the thods in the Information Fragnt, he started visualizing the golden Sun in his Sea of Consciousness.
The Sheepskin Scroll was gone, but oddly enough, all the details of the sun totem were incredibly clear in Tang Qi's mind, thoroughly vivid.
With just a thought, Tang Qi began to sketch out the Sun bit by bit in his Sea of Consciousness: golden lines, weird and ancient runes, as if a prival sage was sketching the faith in their heart upon stone while facing the Sun.
The mont the Sun took shape, the golden Light Flas, like the entrance to a Dream World, swelled and exploded instantaneously, engulfing all of Tang Qi's thoughts.
What followed was a spectacle Tang Qi had never experienced before.
He seed to beco a golden Sun himself, suspended high above Nihility, releasing infinite Light Flas, warm and vast. In this infinite Nihility, many bizarre things were sweeping in from unknown places.
These things included pitch-black mists, murky streams, roaring nebulous monsters, attention-drawing flower seas... Any of these could greatly attract Tang Qi.
Yet when they touched the golden Light Flas, they burned up in an instant without exception.
While the strange things were incinerated, a golden Light Point was born, like dust, flying automatically into Tang Qi's body, the center of the Light Flas, an undeniable sensation of warmth that made Tang Qi want to groan.
Comfortable!
Fun!
That was Tang Qi's feeling at the mont. The painful Extraordinary experience he imagined did not occur; instead, the comfort allowed him to imdiately imrse himself.
It was like playing a ga collecting golden Light Points, tirelessly.
In this state, Tang Qi forgot his surroundings, completely engrossed.
Ti flew by rapidly.
"Ha."
After who knows how long, Tang Qi suddenly felt an unbearable heat inside his head, like one touching a hot iron, which imdiately woke him up.
Upon opening his eyes, what he saw was a dim purple Moon, slowly fading away.
On the horizon, a new round of the Sun was slowly rising.
What happened, did ti reverse?
Subconsciously, Tang Qi looked at the wall clock in the study. His pupils shrank slightly, and he exclaid in surprise, "A whole day and night have passed."
Tang Qi felt amazed. He had been sitting cross-legged beneath the window sill for an entire day and night, and by all rights, he should be stiff and aching.
But at the mont, all Tang Qi felt was an unprecedented sense of well-being.
Not only was there no soreness in his body, but there was also no sense of fatigue in his spirit.
The most incredible part was that Tang Qi now sensed "sothing" new in his Sea of Consciousness.
Without standing up, he focused his spiritual power, and "whoosh," in the transformation of Nihility, he saw his own Sea of Consciousness—a world of Nihility, with dots of golden light floating like fireflies.
Although further detached, these golden light points seed very small compared to the vast Sea of Consciousness.
But at this mont, Tang Qi was still overjoyed; these golden light points were, undoubtedly, Extraordinary Power.
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However, Tang Qi currently lacked the corresponding thod to utilize it.
"Since it is a power born after practicing the ditation thod, could these all be spiritual power?"
Tang Qi speculated briefly before he couldn't resist testing it himself.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he stared, he couldn't move even a single pencil, and his strength and speed remained unchanged.
Consequently, Tang Qi's gaze involuntarily fell upon the diary left by Old Morgan.
Inside, there were as many as a dozen witchcrafts recorded.
Although most required the preparation of complex rituals of evil witchcraft, there were still a few special witchcrafts that could be cast using only Magic Power.
However, Tang Qi soon shook his head and dismissed the idea.
Apart from being uncertain whether the golden light points that he had cultivated fit the definition of "Magic Power" in witchcraft, there was an even more daunting reason.
According to Old Morgan's diary, all the witchcrafts he knew originated from his mother.
A witch nad "Samra
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