There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 648 - 244: Legends of the Immortal Mountain and Divine Powers (Part 3)

This is quite absurd.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng saw the robber beginning to exude a mysterious aura once again, even harboring murderous intent against his own 'Nascent Soul' Perfected self.

This robber is truly peculiar.

Zhang Feng couldn't fathom what was going on in his mind.

Could he have been driven to madness by me?

Thinking about it, it makes sense; I've been ordering him around daily, testing him with karmic mazes back and forth.

For his thoughts to be chaotic now is quite normal.

But just when Zhang Feng felt everything was normal and was about to continue his training.

The robber, pondering the issues of Foundation Establishment and Golden Core, and having been with everyone for more than a decade, asked a question he had long wanted to ask, 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Senior... when you first saw me, could it be..."

He spoke, feeling it was impossible but still asked trembling under Zhang Feng's bizarre circumstances,

"Could it be… back then… you were truly an old man at the end of your days, plagued by countless illnesses?"

"Yes." Zhang Feng, hearing this question, did not hide anything, and took the tea leaves from his hand,

"Indeed, back then, I was running out of time, with disrupted meridians.

Yet, as I faced death, I gained some insights into the Dao of Hidden Cultivation."

The 'Dao' Zhang Feng mentioned was a great reorganization and supplement to his foundation, as well as the experience contributed by the robber.

The experience the robber unintentionally contributed was also crucial.

"So it really was..."

However, hearing that Zhang Feng indeed faced death back then but achieved enlightenment by 'embracing death', the robber knew his guess wasn't wrong.

This old man is truly a 'genius' in the Cultivation Realm beyond words.

Foundation in seven days! Golden Core in a year!

Especially, the combat prowess of this Golden Core, made others think it was a 'True Man Nascent Soul'?

He felt this was more outrageous than legend scripts in folklore.

At least those scripts were based on reality, no matter how far-fetched, they wouldn't be written so exaggeratedly.

"Do you have anything else?"

Zhang Feng saw he was still not leaving, so he asked again.

Having dealt with him for many years, Zhang Feng knew he had more than one thing on his mind.

"It's like this..."

The robber, hearing Zhang Feng ask, quickly said: "Several foreign merchants have come to Linglong Street north of the North City, saying that an immortal mountain floated over from the North Sea.

The average person cannot climb it.

It is also rumored that there are elixirs within that can extend life by a hundred years..."

The robber talked about these stories as if telling a ghost story, describing them vividly.

"Go have a look."

Zhang Feng decided to leave immediately.

In truth, when he first heard the words 'north of North City',

Zhang Feng thought it was 'North times North'?

This was due to the robber's incorrect pronunciation.

Then Zhang Feng got curious, did the ancient times have multiplication?

Even if there was multiplication, what would 'North times North' result in?

Truly, Zhang Feng gained a lot of experience from the robber.

Such as the inherent chaos of human nature, no distinction between good and evil, as well as an understanding of karmic laws and certain good fortunes in the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, Zhang Feng paid attention to the words he said, delving deeper into their meaning.

But right now, listening more to the literal meaning.

Zhang Feng stopped thinking about it.

At present, Zhang Feng found himself entangled in a peculiar sensory logic, always able to draw inspiration from minor events.

This is the 'seeing the big by observing the small'.

Zhang Feng now had some mastery over this 'conceptual' understanding.

Even under the insight of 'seeing the big by observing the small' and 'applying analogies', he could deduce the general situation of another matter from a small incident.

In truth, it's reaching the level of a 'fortune-teller'.

For example, a 'client' could casually mention something trivial, even a single word.

Zhang Feng could use scientific logic, combined with spiritual perception and karmic deduction, to eventually find answers or deduce the client's past and future life.

This arithmetic is not about fitting answers but requires substantial mental computation.

Indeed, this peculiar arithmetic and the concept of 'seeing the big by observing the small'.

Are the rules Zhang Feng has mastered through past years of future and past research questions.

Though this question remains unsolved, not even opening a small knowledge reservoir gap.

But even touching the reservoir, one's hand can feel some dampness, gaining some quirky little applications from within.

This knowledge acquisition and these peculiar concepts.

Are as practical as sensing murderous intent.

Even in geomancy's astrology and mathematics, it could be considered a big field of fortune-telling science.

The most specific effect is a 10% increase in his rule-based computational power, and a 0.5% improvement in cognitive correction.

Comparable to a legendary type of cognitive entry.

10% rules, equate to a 10% final combat power, essentially a legendary power-boosting entry.

Zhang Feng can now confirm.

Comprehending Heavenly Dao rules enhances final combat strength and one's thinking ability.

In other words, entries in text become rules that span infinite spacetime.

Alas, lacking foundational theory to parse and decipher the text technically.

...

Half a day later.

Zhang Feng and the robber arrived at the North City.

With no need to ask around, nor look for any merchants, for everyone there was talking about the 'North Sea North Immortal Mountain'.

Zhang Feng learned from their conversations that this place was about eight hundred thousand miles away, essentially across several surrounding dynasties.

Revealing that this world is truly vast.

Eight hundred thousand miles is several thousand miles farther than the distance from Earth to the Moon.

Moreover, with Nascent Soul cultivators from nearby dynasties numbering in the dozens, many never cross such distances in their lifetimes, considering the tens of thousands of miles surrounding dynasties as 'this world'.

Thus, that eight hundred thousand-mile region is 'outside the world'.

Zhang Feng suddenly had a thought, that if the Profound Cloud Sect arrives, and once he undergoes Divinity Transformation, he would explore if the world is round? If there is a universe?

If a universe exists, then such a vast planet, its gravity shouldn't match Earth's.

Unless the universe's rules are amiss, or there exists a formation capable of altering planetary formulas.

Zhang Feng leans more towards the latter.

Because with his Nascent Soul Perfection, he could also alter a planet's gravitational system with an array.

Such as mimicking gravity systems on interstellar warships, which have provided partial answers.

Though he's unfamiliar and has never tried.

Falling into thought.

Zhang Feng decided to no longer observe others' discussions, but chose to return to his quiet abode, waiting for the right time.

"Senior!"

Seeing Zhang Feng departing, the robber bravely asked: "Would you need this junior to stay here, continuing to gather information on your behalf?"

"No need."

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, and under the robber's curious gaze, looked towards a beans seller on the distant street,

"Why need someone? Just buy a handful of beans to do the job."

"Oh?" the robber was puzzled but obediently went forward and bought a handful of beans back.

Subsequently, Zhang Feng took the beans, formed a protective shield with his vital energy, blocking surrounding views.

He finally channeled high-quality Nascent Soul-level vital energy.

Zhang Feng used a Water Talisman as a recording talisman and Earth and Wood attributes to infuse beans with Gathering Spirit-like motive power.

In the next second, under the robber's terrified gaze.

As Zhang Feng scattered the beans on the ground, they broke open, shrinking to ant size.

Simultaneously, dust gathered below, forming the beans' bodies.

In an instant, as the robber backed away in fear, these beans, shaking for a few seconds, became like spirit ants, running into the crowd collectively.

"This... this..." The robber, having never seen such bizarre magic, stammered,

"Senior... are they... did you turn them into spirits?"

"Not spirits," Zhang Feng with hands behind his back, "This is the Divine Power Art, Scattering Beans into Soldiers.

However, should I not retract the magic and allow them to absorb vital energy for three to five years, they would naturally become spirit creatures, transforming into human form.

An ordinary Golden Core cultivator would only retreat upon seeing them, unable to confront."