Mi sighed and continued to read the books in the library. In less than a day, he had read them all. Although even the most boring of it was interesting because it was new, Mi quickly found the excitement fading away.
He eventually left the library, wandering elsewhere. He did not have a goal or a direction, so he began to think. He was surely sent here for a reason.
His teacher would not have truly just randomly thrown him somewhere on Earth. There should logically be a reason for him appearing in this very place.
In a distant residence above, Zhou Fan let out a sneeze. "I can still sneeze? Huh. You learn something everyday. Anyway, where did that brat land? Hmm… Oh, Earth! What a coincidence."
Mi suddenly felt a shiver for a moment before returning to normal. He wondered why he would feel such a thing.
He continued to walk and think, eventually finding himself in a Coffee shop.
He sat down and saw a familiar woman.
At that moment, he began to understand why he had been sent here. He needed to experience an ordinary life before experiencing the life of a Cultivator.
Finding a new direction, Mi asked the lady who once greeted him if the Coffee shop was hiring.
In the residence, Zhou Fan yawned and looked away. He felt as if he had seen it all over countless years.
The process no longer interested him. City this, library that, meeting people, understanding things, it all seemed repetitive at the lower level.
Everyone had their own story, and Zhou Fan was hardly interested in watching everyone's. Mi could survive and learn on his own. Why did he need to constantly watch?
For the first time in a long time, Zhou Fan was bored. He had thought he had abandoned such emotions.
He hadn't progressed in Cultivation, only in understanding. Zhou Fan's sitting body fell as he laid on the ground in front of Leaf.
He found himself wishing that he could experience this new era as a newly born being. He had always been above it all.
He was jealous of others. He wanted to experience a classic Cultivation story.
He naturally would not give up his current position for anything, but he was drawn to this sort of life.
If only he could experience these things himself.
Wait! Why couldn't he?
Zhou Fan sat up and furrowed his brows. Why couldn't he?
He loved being Zhou Fan, but what if he wasn't just for a brief period of time. What was a few quadrillion years to him?
As Zhou Fan's thoughts progressed, he began to desire it even more. How fun it would be. To become another person and start another story.
Why couldn't he? Nobody could stop him. Who could possibly stop him.
Zhou Fan's thoughts converged.
Nobody could stop him, so he would do it.
Zhou Fan waved his hand, and an ordinary body appeared, newly created. It did not have any Cultivation talent, divine physique, or Innate Talent.
He began to move his mind out of his body, leaving only a tiny bit in case of an attack from Ye Li. This would wake him up instantly and he could react.
Zhou Fan's mind shook. He locked down his memories. Not a single one would leak through until he reached the Peak or died in this new body.
"I, Zhou Fan, am invinicble and unmatched throughout the Universe and all of time. Let's see if you too, born in a different situation, can also become invincible. Am I Zhou Fan because I am unmatched, or am I unmatched because I am Zhou Fan? Let's find out."
Uttering these words, his mind split. A mere fraction of it, yet one carrying his soul, entered the body. He was an ordinary being. His soul was naturally protected, but no power could be used through it.
The new body began to fall down through space, entering an unknown location. As this mortal body fell, a smile could be seen on its face.
It began to transform and crush into particles. As he fell, this being was randomized completely. Everything about this body was, like all beings in the Universe, transformed through chance.
"Let us see where this future lies."
With this, the last bit of Zhou Fan's consciousness was locked down, and a new being was born.
Where this would take him, he did not know. He only knew that this opportunity had the chance to truly transform him.
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The crying of a baby sounded throughout a wooden room. A middle aged woman with golden light softly emitting from her hands held him up.
"It is a boy." She said.
The woman who was giving birth, the man, presumably her husband, and the other people in the room, probably family, sighed in relief.
It had been a dangerous birth, but the baby and the mother had survived.
"What is the name you've decided on?" The woman with the golden light softly flowing out of her hands asked.
"Priestess…" The woman weakly muttered. "I wish for him to be named Skymender."
The priestess nodded. "A powerful name. You must have high hopes for him. Skymender it is."
As the priestess spoke, the golden light slowly dissipated.
Skymenders cries echoed throughout the room once again. All of the surrounding people were clearly happy.
"Congratulations Baron Sky. Another potential heir has been born."
"You as well Baroness Skyler. This baby is clearly radiant and healthy."
Flattery came from all directions.
Baron Sky, Skymenders father, put his hand up. "Now now. We appreciate the compliments, but Skyler needs to rest."
Turning to the first person who spoke, he responded. "Anyways, he is the 6th son and the 9th child. He will most likely not be an heir."
With this, most of the people in the room left, leaving only a few. Among them were four elderly people and 8 children.
The eldest child, a daughter, walked over and looked at Skymender. She had a cold face, but in her eyes was softness when looking at the innocent child.