The Eternal is Dumb

"You can call me Indra." The middle-aged man blinked once as he spoke. Indra, that was a rather weird name, Feng Xiantian had never heard of it before.

"Are you perhaps the owner of this small shop here, Senior Indra?" Feng Xiantian spoke with a hint of respect this time.

Indra looked at him for a moment before sitting down on a chair. His hand was supporting his head." I am not the owner."

Feng Xiantian felt a hint of awkwardness come, although he himself was not a person who liked to speak a lot, this Senior here spoke even less.

"Can senior suggest me which item here seems like the best one for this junior to buy?" Trying to ease down the awkwardness, he decided to take the role of the buyer.

"You can't buy anything here," Indra spoke with a cold tone, not toward Feng Xiantian but it seems it was his normal voice.

"Then why the hell do you call this cabin a 'shop'? Might this junior be enlightened by you?" Feng Xiantian coldly stated he was never one to be mistaken for a good person anyway.

"Too young, lack of Martial Power. Come back five years later." Indra spoke again and this time an invisible power pushed Feng Xiantian outside the cabin… Or attempted to.

Indra silently looked at Feng Xiantian. He noticed that no matter how much power he put, he was unable to push Feng Xiantian away. Although he was not using Martial Power, he was relying on his 'willpower' to push Feng Xiantian away.

If his willpower was incapable of pushing him away, this could only mean his willpower was weaker than the nine-year-old kid in front of him.

"I changed my thoughts. You are qualified to receive this from me." Indra instead of taking an item from the other collection of items took something from a bag he was holding and threw it at Feng Xiantian.

It was a perfectly spherical orb, which emitted a black color. In terms of size, it was just slightly smaller than his hand.

"When you become a Heaven Realm expert come back here. If you are older than 12, don't bother at all." Indra spoke as he vanished together with a gust of wind. Feng Xiantian just stared at the scene with a sigh.

In fact, when Feng Xiantian left the cabin, the cabin similarly disappeared. He immediately came to a realization that this cabin was made out of Spirit Power. Such power was truly terrifying.

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Feng Xiantian was at the age where people typically started to cultivate. These people were not him. Although he had yet to start using his Cultivation Technique, he was still a Spirit Realm Cultivator of the 5th layer at the age of 9.

In a way, he was restricted since for some odd reason he could only access 10% of his Martial Power reserves, but that was still higher than most, perhaps he could solve that issue with the cultivation technique.

Schools were lining in front of him, some were even offering direct inner disciple rank upon entering Even the Lingyun School wished for him to enter the sect without any complaint.

After being questioned about which power he'd enter he never truly answered, instead he said that he would be able to answer that question only two months later.

He wanted to explore a bit more before deciding to join a school. The best candidates he had were the 1st Rated School Lingyun and the 2nd rated school Azure Dragon School who was known for a few

As for what he wanted to explore more clearly?

That was, of course, the Azure Mountain Range, where barbarians were sent to live deep inside, he also wanted to search the remnants of the ancient ruins he found before.

Not to mention his cat also wanted to pull him somewhere.

"Black… Where the fuck do you want to take me to?" Feng Xiantian cursed as he rubbed his hand which was scratched by his cat earlier.

Black looked like it was offended by his words so it jumped toward him again, wishing to cut his skin once again. However, he saw through it and dodged the cat's paws.

"Fine, fine. I will follow you. After all, I don't really have anything to do for these two months besides exploring the Azure Mountain Range entirely."

Feng Xiantian sighed and just ran at the same speed as Black. The cat led him toward the ancient pillar covered in vines and dust.

Feng Xiantian was slightly amazed. The pillar was covered in ancient drawings and pictures of figures. He did not understand the language, but he somehow felt a connection to it.

At the same moment, a thread of Spirit Power flew towards him at a speed he was simply incapable of dodging.

An immeasurable amount of pain flashed through his eyes but he did not cry out in pain. Instead, he just endured the pain without any complaint.

"BRAT! Don't you dare die when I was just released, this Empress is too young to die for fuck's sake!"

Just as Feng Xiantian's breathing started to become slower and slower, black gaseous flames started to surge out of him, trying to keep him stable.

"Who the fuck are you?" Despite the pain, Feng Xiantian was not that bothered. Instead, he calmly spoke. This earned a moment of silence from the other side.

"Brat, even when I was as young as you I had more manners! Be respectful to this Empress or else…" The black flames moved towards him more closely in a threatening way.

Feng Xiantian's right eye twitched but he decided to ignore the voice inside him, who kept trying to earn his attention.

Instead, he brought out that spherical orb with a black color Indra had given him and used his Martial Power to unleash the power inside it.

"How in fucking hell does a brat like you already possess a top quality Elite Armament?!" The voice inside him expressed its astonishment.

"Anyway, that won't be enough to protect yourself from the Spirit Power which invaded your body! Quickly allow me to take over so I can absorb it for you." The voice said in an 'honest' tone which was clearly fake.

Feng Xiantian gritted his teeth and seemingly cold energy appeared in the surroundings. He roared loudly and tried to assimilate the Spirit Power inside his body.

Suddenly at this moment, his blood started to boil and gaseous white/gray flames burst out of his body. The space around him started to crack heavily as a roar similar to a beast was heard.

The Spirit Power started to get smaller and smaller… As if it was afraid of the gaseous white/gray flames.

In a way, you could even say the Spirit Power was trapped by a Spirit Formation itself!

"So you are one of us… " The voice from before started to soften down, while still containing a bit of anger.