No matter how much he thought about it, Zhou Fan simply could not grasp why he was different from normal humans.
Of course, he didn't particularly care, but he was quite curious. There were many types of humans, so of which actually seed similar to him.
However, that was because they were weak or had suffered so sort of trauma. For him, however, he was just like that.
Zhou Fan's thoughts soon ca to a conclusion. 'I've been holding onto humanity for so long, but I don't have to be a human. Perhaps I should change myself?'
The only way he seed to be human was in terms of looks, but he could still look the sa after changing his race.
It also seed like it would increase his powers as long as he created the race correctly. He still had so lingering attachnt to humanity, which was to be expected after being human for so long. He was the oldest human, and it was hard to think of soone who could replace his status within the human race.
As Zhu Yi walked inside, Zhou Fan decided to save his thoughts for later. Once he fully healed and regained his power, he could think about such things.
Zhou Fan went inside of the house and sat on the couch while Zhu Yi experienced the happiness of eting his parents.
Zhu Yi stayed for nearly an entire year. Zhou Fan found it a waste, but it was only a year.
Zhu Yi left the house with tears, knowing he would never see his parents again.
After a few hours, Zhu Yi seed to return to his old self and put all of his thoughts behind him.
"Where to next, Master." He asked.
"Cultivate."
Zhu Yi nodded. He flew into the air and only stopped once he was deep inside of a forest. There were so powerful beasts here, but he would be fine.
He set up the array and cultivated within the ti bubble under Zhou Fan's assistance and spirit stones. Now, the ti bubbles ti had a 5 tis ti difference.
After spending 100 years within the ti bubble, equivalent to around 20 outside, just to get to the 2nd level of the nascent soul realm, Zhu Yi looked at Zhou Fan with wide eyes.
"Shut up and cultivate."
"Master, I hate to defy you, but what the hell is this?"
Zhu Yi was genuinely flabbergasted.
"I'll break it down for you. First, you have king rank ridians. Ignoring bottlenecks, a cultivator with king rank ridians would usually take about 25 years to advance 1 level. You, however, have my help and top grade spirit stones. In a normal situation, you would only spend about 10 years per level. Unfortunately for you, the low density of Qi in this world causes you to cultivate 10 tis slower. Hence the hundred years it took, though only 20 in the outside world."
Zhu Yi still looked at him like everything was crazy.
Zhou Fan was annoyed. "I'm helping you break universal laws here brat. If you consider the fact that it took 20 years for you to reach the second level of the nascent soul realm in an environnt where you cultivate ten tis slower, it ans that without that, you would have done such a thing in rely two years, three years faster than universally allowed. Stop staring and get to work."
Zhu Yi understood and sighed.
He continued to cultivate within the ti bubble.
Ti passed, and though Zhu Yi desperately wanted to stop, Zhou Fan kept pushing him on. After a thousand years in the ti bubble, Zhu Yi finally lost it.
"I've been cultivating for a thousand years straight and I'm only at the 6th level of the nascent soul realm! Can I now just go spend so ti outside?"
"And do what?"
"I don't know, fight a Chaos Beast! Socialize! Do anything besides sit in a bubble and cultivate! Please master!" Zhu Yi was truly desperate.
Zhou Fan sighed. "Fine. You can go outside. Find soone with talent and give them the wooden ring since you don't wish to cultivate."
Zhu Yi finally paused. He looked at the wooden ring on his finger and fell into his mories.
In the first few years of his life, he had been a much different person. He had assassinated people and felt that cultivating any amount of ti was nothing.
However, after eting his parents and going into seclusion for more than a thousand years, everything had worn away.
Zhu Yi sat down and sighed. "I'm sorry master. I'll work hard."
Zhou Fan shook his head. To be honest, sothing was off about this world. Zhu Yi's king rank ridians were rare. Very few in this world had them. Yet still, there were soul formation realm and nascent soul realm cultivators everywhere.
Usually, this wouldn't be weird, but a nascent soul realm cultivator only had a lifespan of 3000 years. Zhu Yi himself was already more than a thousand years old. How could there be so many nascent soul realm and soul formation realm cultivators when even Zhu Yi's talent might barely allow him to reach the soul formation realm before his lifespan ended.
In fact, he probably wouldn't even make it.
Although the ti bubble sped up cultivation speed, it had an effect on lifespan as well. From the looks of it, Zhu Yi would die before reaching the soul formation realm, and it was not due to a lack of talent.
After a while, Zhou Fan spoke up. "Zhu Yi, stand. We are going to find out the truth of this world."
Zhu Yi was surprised. "Didn't you say I needed to cultivate?"
"I wanted you to be a bit stronger before finding it out, but it is not unreasonable to leave now. Have you felt yourself aging?"
Zhu Yi looked down. Unknowingly, he had beco a middle aged man.
"Your lifespan will very likely end before you even reach the peak of the nascent soul realm. Sothing is wrong, and you need to find out."
Zhu Yi finally felt a spark of excitent. He could leave and find out the truth.
However, he had a question. "If there is a truth to the world, wouldn't Wen Si know it? Would he really hide it from ?"
Zhou Fan explained. "It may not be that simple. However, he could have indeed hidden it from you. It's hard to tell since I wasn't paying much attention back then."
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