Tonight's wind was particularly boisterous.
The leaves rustled loudly.
A restless night, a restless A'Da.
A'Da sat cross-legged, cultivating as he always did. This practice usually allowed his mind to empty, reaching a state of desirelessness. But tonight, he struggled to achieve his usual state of mind.
"Sigh!"
He opened his eyes, sighing and dropping his hands. Professor Xingkong's words echoed in his mind.
The Law of Yin and Yang is the universe's first great law... All things are composed of the opposing Yin and Yang substances. Because all things are subject to Yin and Yang, they are mutually rooted. Solitary Yin cannot be born, solitary Yang cannot grow. Within Yin there is Yang, within Yang there is Yin. Extreme Yang gives rise to Yin, extreme Yin gives rise to Yang. Yin and Yang transform, Yin and Yang balance.
As one of the Ten Arhats of the Small Paradise World, A'Da could understand these words. Although he knew them, comprehending them was extremely difficult, requiring gradual progress and patience.
In fact, any man who enjoys strolling through alleyways could explain it.
For example, "Within Yin there is Yang, within Yang there is Yin" is particularly easy to understand. You think you've entered, but you don't know you've been surrounded. This situation already explains the meaning of this sentence.
"Extreme Yang gives rise to Yin, extreme Yin gives rise to Yang" is also particularly easy to understand. Any obstetrician could explain it clearly.
Such topics cannot be discussed too much; further discussion would involve things that shouldn't be involved.
A'Da then recalled Professor Xingkong's later words, finding them quite profound.
Within the Law of Yin and Yang, there are also the Law of Mutual Transformation of Quality, the Law of Cause and Effect, the Law of Pupal Spiral Motion, the Law of Extreme Opposition, the Law of Five Elements' Mutual Generation and Restraint, and the Law of the Unity of Heaven and Man...
I don't understand.
I completely don't understand.
I have no idea what he's talking about.
He initially thought these were just the ramblings of a mortal.
However, as he pondered these questions, he suddenly realized that what the professor said seemed to make some sense. Although he didn't fully understand, he found that the parts he did understand coincided with his own understanding.
"Professor Xingkong, who are you?"
He lowered his head, troubled, racking his brains but unable to figure it out.
This was a sleepless night for A'Da. His heart was in turmoil.
Special Department.
Dormitory.
"Old Zhang, good night."
"Good night, Lin Fan."
The clock on the wall ticked.
Tick-tock-tick!
September 1st arrived.
Otherworldly scene activated.
Target selected: Lin Fan, the 19,999th descendant of the 'Primordial Divine Body' possessor.
Mission: Help Lin Fan establish himself in this world.
Physical strength transfer: 100%.
Descent!
"Master, it's time to dine."
Lin Fan opened his eyes to an unfamiliar environment. Having entered the dream world again, he was already accustomed to everything. He got up, and several beautiful young women brought clothes and dressed him.
An old butler stood nearby.
A maid brought a copper basin. Through the water's surface, he saw his reflection—his own face. It was strange. In previous dreams, he had always taken on the appearance of others. Now, it was his own appearance. It was truly strange.
"Still quite handsome."
He complimented himself.
He was in a pleasant mood.
Memories flooded his mind.
Another dream of a dynastic era.
The Lin Family, a long-standing family that did not participate in politics or conflict.
"The relationship web in my mind is too complicated. I'd better not think about it."
Dining room.
Servants brought exquisite dishes, dozens of them, large and small, all appealing to the eye, nose, and palate. If Old Zhang were here, he would definitely love it.
"Is there any wine?" Lin Fan asked.
The old butler standing aside was slightly startled.
"Yes, old slave will have someone bring it right away."
The old butler was puzzled. His master never drank alcohol before, but now he wanted it in the morning. This...
Drinking wine, eating delicate breakfast.
It felt good.
After the meal.
"Master, it's time to cultivate," the old butler reminded.
Lin Fan said, "I want to take a walk."
"Master, you should cultivate."
"I want to take a walk."
The old butler lowered his head and remained silent. The atmosphere became heavy, and everyone seemed to have something on their minds. This oppressive atmosphere made Lin Fan uncomfortable.
Leaving the dining room, he wandered around, discovering that he was on a mountain. The distant scenery was beautiful, the air fresh.
Living in such an environment, everything should be wonderful. But for some reason, the people around him just now were particularly gloomy, as if burdened by heavy hearts.
He came to a bamboo grove.
Bamboo leaves quietly fell.
Lin Fan extended his hand, palm open. A bamboo leaf landed in his palm. He blew on it, and the leaf floated up, slowly drifting away.
There was a sound behind him.
He turned around.
Two figures appeared.
A woman and a little girl.
Both seemed like heaven's favorites, meticulously crafted. But the little girl was hiding fearfully behind the woman, her bright eyes peeking at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled.
These two were the most normal people he had seen so far.
The woman raised her hand and tossed him something. "I hope you can keep your promise and let us hide here with you."
He caught the object.
Looking closely, it was half of a jade pendant. He looked down at his waist, where another half of a jade pendant hung. The two pieces could be combined into a whole.
According to the memories in his mind, this combined jade pendant was related to a hidden treasure. Legend had it that whoever obtained the jade pendant could open the treasure.
"Han Yan, Han Xiaoxiao."
He didn't recognize these two, but their names were in his memory.
"Alright, if you want to stay here, you can stay. No one will disturb you. Would you like to take a walk together? The scenery is beautiful."
Lin Fan smiled.
He didn't know how long he would stay.
But having company felt good.
Han Yan remained wary of Lin Fan, unable to see through him and knowing he was a deeply calculating person.
Being alone with her younger sister was dangerous; she couldn't protect her.
Ultimately, they could only come here.
At least for now, this place was safe.
"Okay."
Han Yan nodded, holding her sister's hand and following behind Lin Fan, always maintaining a distance. If anything went wrong, she could escape with her sister as quickly as possible.
"Sister, I'm scared," Han Xiaoxiao tugged on her sister's hand.
"Don't be afraid, sister is here."
Lin Fan noticed their apprehension and their constant vigilance against him. He smiled. "Are you very afraid of me?"
To appear friendly, he smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.
"Lin Fan, I've already given you the jade pendant. You don't need to hide your true nature. My sister and I just want a place to rest. We won't leave here," Han Yan said.
Although it seemed unfriendly, her voice was pleasant.
"Perhaps there's a misunderstanding between us, but it's okay. This place is safe."
Lin Fan always had a 'go with the flow' attitude. He didn't want to actively seek trouble with others, nor did he want to disturb their lives. As for the mission or whatever, he would let things happen naturally, without worrying about it.
Han Yan remained silent. She knew Lin Fan was dangerous, and letting down her guard would be risky.
Back at the manor.
The old butler saw the two women, his cloudy eyes fixed on them for a moment before he lowered his head and left.
The passing servants all knelt to greet Lin Fan.
They were all afraid.
Although they acted normally, their eyes revealed a deep, ingrained fear.
"You don't have to kneel in the future," Lin Fan said.
Hearing this, the servants became even more terrified.
"Master, spare us! If we have done anything wrong, please forgive us."
They all thought they had done something wrong, and the master was going to punish them. Not needing to kneel meant lying in a coffin, didn't it?
Lin Fan looked at them, somewhat helpless. He didn't know what had happened to make them so afraid. It seemed that it would take a long time to dispel their fear.
But what he didn't lack was time.
Slowly.
He would use his gentleness to influence these people, to make them like him, not fear him.
"Prepare two rooms," Lin Fan said.
Han Yan quickly said, "My sister and I will stay in one room."
She would absolutely not be separated from her sister. If Lin Fan had any malicious intentions towards her sister, she would go crazy. She would rather endure mental torture here than go outside, because outside, their lives would be in danger.
Lin Fan said, "Then prepare one room."
The servants hurriedly went to work, not daring to delay.
Night.
"Master, are you asleep?"
The old butler stood outside the door, softly inquiring.
"Not yet, come in if you have something to say."
Creak!
The old butler pushed the door open and came in, standing before Lin Fan. "Master, are you sure about taking in those two women from earlier?"
Lin Fan smiled. "No problem. Don't you think it's a bit too quiet here? Having more people around will liven things up."
"Master, there are many beautiful women in the world. Even the most beautiful woman, if her origins are dubious, can bring trouble," the old butler always thought Lin Fan was attracted to their beauty.
But suddenly.
The old butler saw the complete jade pendant on Lin Fan's waist. His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
He knew what it was.
Having served the Lin family for decades, this was what he had been searching for.
A priceless treasure.
Unparalleled martial arts.
The old butler said, "Master, there's something I want to tell you."
"What is it?" Lin Fan asked.
The old butler slowly approached Lin Fan. When he was within two steps, he suddenly struck, a cloud of mist erupting from his palm, instantly enveloping Lin Fan. At the same time, he struck Lin Fan's chest with another palm.
"Heart Shatter!"
Landing the blow, the old butler's face showed joy. But soon, he realized something was wrong. A terrifying backlash erupted, shattering his internal organs.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood spurted out. He flew backward, crashing through the wooden door and landing in the courtyard. His voice could still be faintly heard.
"Impossible, you..."
The old butler propped himself up, pointing at Lin Fan, his eyes wide with disbelief. This was definitely not the Lin Fan he knew.
Then he died.
The commotion was loud.
It attracted many servants. Seeing the old butler lying dead on the ground, everyone knelt there, not daring to move. It was terrifying.
"What was he doing?"
Lin Fan was puzzled, a bit bewildered, completely baffled.