"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", once a Shaman of a mysterious tribe on the Saha Continent, had a terrible reputation and high prestige in that region.
If he used those witchcrafts, it was very likely that Samra would sense it.
Tang Qi had just stepped into the Extraordinary Domain and was absolutely unprepared to handle the revenge of a Black Witchcraft family, so he could only set the idea aside for now.
Of course, having succeeded in his first cultivation, a smile couldn't help but appear on Tang Qi's face, and at the bottom of his heart, he guessed, "This strange Golden Finger of mine doesn't seem so simple either, the Golden Furnace ditation has been lost for many years, and the difficulty of cultivation must be extraordinary."
"If I succeeded on my first attempt, either I am the once-in-a-lifeti genius of legends, or it's due to the previous transformation of this ditation into a skill."
"Since it is a skill, as long as I am in good condition, success every ti is inevitable."
While mumbling to himself, Tang Qi slowly got up, stepped over Old Morgan, who was already in a state of rigor mortis on the floor, walked straight out of the study, and headed directly to the kitchen following the Information Fragnts.
Along the way, the familiar yet strange scenery evoked even more Information Fragnts in Tang Qi's mind, fra after fra of images that enhanced his understanding of his original identity and deepened his understanding of this entirely new World.
Out of the study, first was a corridor adorned with many paintings, then the classical solid wood staircase, an elegant and atmospheric hall; although the layout was not spacious at all, it showcased the exquisite taste of the Master. However, apart from Tang Qi himself, not a single Human Figure was to be seen, making the entire mansion seem incredibly desolate.
After a brief recollection, Tang Qi understood the reason. In fact, there were a few servants previously, such as a chef, a gardener, two elderly maids responsible for cleaning, but they had all been given a long holiday by Old Morgan.
Now, it was clear that it was for the convenience of scheming.
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Tang Qi could call the servants back, but now he was getting a bit impatient.
After a day and night of cultivation, his spiritual state was incredibly full, and his body itself was fine, but the hunger in his stomach was like a monster trying to break free.
Not taking ti to admire the understated luxury of the villa, Tang Qi walked straight through the hall and into the kitchen behind.
Without scrambling around, he recalled a few details and got to work.
He stepped up to the huge refrigerator, clicked it open, fumbled for a bit, then took out a piece of bright red at. Under the vast cold air, it was clear that this was a piece of at covered with snowflake patterns like snowflake beef.
Weighing it, Tang Qi placed it satisfactorily on the chopping board in front of him, then turned around and took a few potatoes from the nearby vegetable rack, an onion, sothing resembling a carrot, as well as a few green vegetables. After putting them down, he casually also picked up a complex-looking spice box.
After a silent glance, feeling everything was ready, Tang Qi clicked the stove on with a flick of his finger. Underneath a cauldron-like cooking vessel, a blue-purple fla rose. After adding clear water, on the other side, Tang Qi started cutting with a knife. Although it was his first ti cooking with this new body, it seed to unexpectedly fit well due to so reason.
After the "chop chop" sounds ended, all the ingredients on the chopping board were prepared, and just in ti, the water boiled. Tang Qi's hands danced fluently as he separately put the ingredients, including the whole piece of snowflake at, into the pot.
He opened the spice box, and according to the mories in his mind, he muttered to himself while quickly adding various exotic spices to the cauldron.
After he added them, Tang Qi covered the pot, and a magical scene happened quickly.
Ten seconds, just ten seconds.
Tang Qi quickly took the lid off, and with a "whoosh," an overwhelmingly rich fragrance surged out of the cauldron.
It was an irresistibly appetizing scent, and Tang Qi did not prepare any bowls or utensils. He roughly lifted the cauldron onto the massive dining table, scooped a spoonful of soup directly into his mouth with a silver spoon he grabbed on the way.
Before it even touched his lips, the unique aroma had already stimulated Tang Qi's salivation intensely. As that spoonful of red-glowing thick soup entered his mouth, flowing down his throat, the lingering taste seed to activate all taste buds, and a prolonged, comfortable breath was imdiately exhaled from Tang Qi's mouth.
Delicious, so delicious, so delectable.
At this mont, Tang Qi was full of heartfelt emotion, different from the joy brought by gaining extraordinary power; this was the happiness of delicious food entering the stomach. Starving as he was, Tang Qi could not wait. He waved the silver spoon quickly and ate up all the food in the cauldron, including the broth.
After the last bite entered his stomach, Tang Qi put down the spoon, leaned back in his chair satisfactorily, looked at the empty cauldron in front of him, and couldn't find any trace of at. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Snowflake Rabbit at Stew, made with the best snowflake rabbit at paired with seasonal vegetables and special spices, results in an extraordinarily delicious thick soup."
"The key is that the snowflake rabbit at, when cooked in a cauldron, turns into essence and integrates into the soup within ten seconds. Drinking the soup is like eating the at, truly magical."
"According to the original owner's mories, it seems such magical cooking is not a rare occurrence."
"Looking at it this way, the humans of this world are simply too fortunate. Although it's not like those worlds with glowing dishes or drugged cuisines, it is still a wonderful world for food lovers."
After lanting a few words, Tang Qi cleaned up the dishes.
After muttering, "The more beautiful the life, the more it needs a strong foundation," Tang Qi didn't pause in the slightest, nor did he continue to admire the luxurious villa but went straight to the study.
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