There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 643 - 243: The ‘Past and Future’ Assignment

'That old thing... when did he... become a True Man?'

Hearing the chorus of kneeling from all around, and the endless crowd of devotees.

The bandit was shocked, then confused beside Zhang Feng.

He clearly remembered that a year ago, in the small courtyard, Zhang Feng was at most Foundation Establishment, a proper Foundation Establishment!

But Zhang Feng did not first pay attention to the bandit's astonishment; instead, his vital energy spread out, intentionally transforming the visible energy into something invisible, lifting more than a thousand people off the street.

"We thank the True Man..."

Faced with such divine magic from a True Man, everyone, though astonished, mostly rose with hands held together and bowed in gratitude.

Except for those four cultivators.

They were still kneeling.

And though they could feel some gazes upon them, even sensing that their former title of 'Master' was lost.

But when faced with the choice between life and death, even with thoughts of shame and anger in their hearts.

In the end, they maintained their pleading posture without moving.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Feng also looked at them, but his voice carried far,

"Let me ask you one thing, who knows the whereabouts of the Profound Cloud Sect?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Profound Cloud Sect?" Many commoners had heard of this sect, knowing it as the 'third immortal sect' of their dynasty.

There was also a Nascent Soul True Man residing there.

That was all the information they knew.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Feng also understood that asking the commoners was useless.

In this cultivation world, it truly maintained effective secrecy.

But within the cultivation world, Master Wu knew some things, and cautiously looked up to inquire of Zhang Feng:

"Senior... although I don't know where the Profound Cloud Sect is... I do know that every ten years, there is a cultivator from the Profound Cloud Sect, coming to the city to seek fated individuals... to be brought into the Profound Cloud Sect...

Now there are still eight years and seven months left until the next disciple recruitment..."

As he spoke, his voice vibrated in a peculiar spiritual sense manner, ensuring that the surrounding thousand-plus commoners could not hear any information about the Profound Cloud Sect.

This way, the information was effectively secured.

This was also to prevent, after pleasing this True Man before him, from making another enemy.

After all, the Profound Cloud Sect was a proper 'Hidden Cultivator', recruiting disciples was done casually, looking at the ordinary hearts of normal people.

But if the message leaked after, it was likely that during that disciple recruitment point in time, many would start to deliberately disguise themselves.

Or else, the main city's visitor traffic would be overwhelming.

All these things would affect normal disciple recruitment.

Moreover, the cultivation world also has its own rules, not easily revealing the disciple recruitment matters of other sects.

However, they would mutually inform each other of the times and places of recruitment, to avoid several sects recruiting in the same city at once, then fighting over an exceptional prodigy.

But Master Wu and the other three found it strange, sensing that something about Zhang Feng seemed amiss.

For under normal circumstances, a True Man so elevated, should have contacts with other True Man fellows.

Even if this True Man was an outsider, they would have their own network.

After all, asking one True Man, then another, information would quickly surface.

A Nascent Soul True Man, with a lifespan approaching a thousand years, would have a vast network.

At least, and surely, it shouldn't come to asking a few juniors like them.

'Could this person... be a cultivator who has been secluded for hundreds of years... with all old friends already gone?'

'This old codger has some issues... doesn't seem like someone of this era...'

'Could it be he is a hidden cultivator?'

'In the Nascent Soul stage yet looking so aged, afraid the days are limited, hoping to seek medicine from the Profound Cloud Sect...'

The four saw many issues with Zhang Feng in a glance, yet dared not ask.

Yet they didn't know, besides the speculation that Zhang Feng had just entered the cultivation world being correct, all else about aging was mere randomness.

And although they were wildly imagining in their pleas, they also shared some information about other sects.

As Zhang Feng listened, he also realized that in this world, sects with Nascent Souls were basically idle and hermit-like 'hidden worlds'.

It seemed they had realized that to achieve Nascent Soul, they must first master 'mind cultivation and soul cultivation' methods.

Although the specifics potentially differed from his own understanding, not necessarily being that 'comprehensive higher dimension' type.

Still, it was evident that many had grasped the importance of mind cultivation.

This was a good thing, proving there was a particularly rich accumulation of 'mind cultivation' resources over the millennia.

Even within some great sects, they preserved records of True Men dating back thousands of years.

Of course, in the cultivation world, this type of resource was more often referred to as 'insights from predecessors, handwritten notes of predecessors, observations from predecessors'.

If he could obtain these, gathering them all would constitute a grand collection concerning mind and soul.

Though it might not necessarily elevate his own stage, it would surely strengthen the foundation of 'correct mistakes if present, strengthen effort if absent'.

Even if there was nothing else.

Zhang Feng could still, through these insights, achieve some kind of cross-temporal connection, witnessing the cultivators from thousands of years ago.

A grand collection, a grand organization of knowledge.

Accumulating bit by bit, this way.

Similarly, Zhang Feng also understood the significance and treasure of this growth world, should be some form of 'mind and soul' enhancement.

Also amounted to a kind of imperative step, ensuring he could at least enter the Golden Core, or, at the extreme limit, choose that cultivation sequence option, stepping into the 'sequence task' of the lowest and most foundational Nascent Soul.

'According to past logic, tasks described with text in this way, actually already count as forcing me to "remind myself" that the realm needs to keep up.'