Is This the Protagonist of a Rebirth Story?

Is This the Protagonist of a Rebirth Story? The father and son did not say much, but it was clear that Fu Tianming truly loved this son.

After bidding his father farewell, Fu Chengqin did not leave through the original passage. Instead, he went straight into one of the rooms within the main hall.

That was only natural. As the son of an elder, continuing to live in that old cave abode would be beneath his status.

Gu Yuan looked around the cave abode and could not help but marvel.

There was a bed made from unknown spirit-infused materials, numerous spirit stones casually tossed into a corner, and quite a few spirit herbs brimming with spiritual energy.

As expected, being part of the second generation was great.

Fu Chengqin casually sat on a meditation cushion and crossed his legs.

He was quite diligent.

Gu Yuan watched as Fu Chengqin held the Qi Refining Formula in his hands, his gaze resting on its cover. No one knew what he was thinking about. His hand paused slightly, and only after a long while did he turn to the first page.

But why did his eyes look like he was distracted?

His gaze was deep, and a murderous intent surfaced within it.

If Gu Yuan had not noticed that the killing intent was not directed at him, he would have worried about being torn apart.

An enemy?

Was there... a story here?

That should not be the case. He was from the second generation and so valued besides. Even if he had an enemy, his father could crush them with a single palm strike.

"Chu Tian, you never expected this, did you? I've been reborn."

Fu Chengqin's voice was somewhat low and unclear, but Gu Yuan had excellent "ears."

Wait.

Rebirth?

Did I hear that right?

This kid had been reborn?

The protagonist of a rebirth story?

But that did not seem right. Chu Tian sounded much more like a protagonist's name than Fu Chengqin.

Weren't people surnamed Fu usually protagonists in romance novels?

If this kid was the protagonist, then what was he?

The protagonist's cheat?

Or an old grandpa?

For the rest of the time, Gu Yuan did not hear Fu Chengqin continue talking to himself.

After all, what normal person talked to themselves for no reason?

What a pity. He could not hear other people's thoughts, or he could have enjoyed some juicy gossip.

Still, Gu Yuan had read plenty of webnovels, so he could more or less make a few guesses.

Either he had been stabbed in the back by a brother and reincarnated, stabbed in the back by a woman and reincarnated, or possessed some priceless treasure and got stabbed in the back by everyone.

Of course, there were also those directly beaten to death by the villain, though that type was relatively rare.

Based on what he had just said, Gu Yuan guessed that Chu Tian was either the great villain or a future brother.

Mm, it fit the usual conflict setup of rebirth novels perfectly.

Too bad I transmigrated here. Otherwise, I could have made tens of millions writing novels.

At last, after waiting for quite some time, Fu Chengqin did not put down the book in his hand and instead continued reading.

That made Gu Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.

About half an hour later, Fu Chengqin gently set down the book and began cultivating according to the descriptions in the Qi Refining Formula.

As someone who had been reborn, he naturally knew the importance of the cultivation technique his father was about to give him.

It was precisely by relying on that cultivation technique that he had stood above countless prodigies and become one of the foremost peerless geniuses in Central Province.

In his previous life, he had not cultivated a transitional technique, leaving a long gap in his cultivation and wasting a precious stretch of time for nothing.

Not a single moment could be wasted in cultivation.

This Qi Refining Formula was just right for now.

Fu Chengqin closed his eyes and circulated his qi. His entire aura became exceptionally steady, while strands of spiritual energy began flowing into his body.

The spiritual energy here was abundant, making it an excellent place for cultivation.

Gu Yuan simply watched Fu Chengqin, wanting to see what cultivation actually looked like. This was the first time he had seen someone cultivate since transmigrating here.

It was more or less the same as how novels described it.

Just as Gu Yuan watched like a mere bystander enjoying the show, he suddenly realized that his nonexistent body was becoming lighter and lighter. It was as though something had wrapped around him, gradually pulling him away from the Qi Refining Formula.

This...

Before Gu Yuan had time to react, clusters of spiritual energy surged toward him, followed by an inexplicable sensation.

In the darkness, it seemed as though a thread connected Gu Yuan and Fu Chengqin.

At this moment, he completely broke free from the book's restraints and became a special form of existence.

He no longer could only exist within the other party's body. Instead, he could appear nearby in a third-person perspective.

He could clearly sense the spiritual energy within Fu Chengqin's body and even gain a certain degree of energy amplification from Fu Chengqin's cultivation.

If he gathered a little more energy like this, perhaps he could undergo some sort of evolution?

This feeling was so strange.

Fucking strange!

Gu Yuan tried to communicate with his own energy, wanting to see what mysterious power it possessed.

A moment later.

An inexplicable piece of information surfaced.

Mind reading?

The information was both complex and simple, ultimately condensing into a meaning Gu Yuan could understand.

Just two words?

At the very least, give me some quantifiable standard for how much energy each mind-reading attempt consumes.

Who knew how much energy one use would cost, or how long each use would last?

And were there other abilities?

How could they be triggered?

Gu Yuan had many questions, but unfortunately, no one could give him answers.

Forget it. Something was better than nothing.

At the very least, the possibility of "evolution" meant he was fortunate.

To study it further, Gu Yuan expended a portion of his energy and attempted to use this ability for the first time.

I must cultivate quickly and kill him before Chu Tian can grow up.

That was what Fu Chengqin thought as he cultivated.

Gu Yuan heard his thoughts loud and clear.

Cultivate quickly?

It seemed the two had roughly equal cultivation, or perhaps Chu Tian was just slightly stronger.

Chu Tian should currently be at the middle stage of Qi Refining. Our cultivation levels are not that far apart. Once I obtain that cultivation technique, I'll soon surpass him.

The middle stage of Qi Refining.

They really were not far apart.

With Fu Chengqin's current cultivation, he would still need some time.

But...

Suddenly, Gu Yuan seemed to think of something, and an odd expression seemed to appear on his nonexistent face.

No.

This was definitely wrong.

Unless this kid was lacking a few screws, there was something wrong with his brain.

Chu Tian was only at the middle stage of Qi Refining. Although Fu Chengqin could not kill him, his father could!

Having returned after rebirth and knowing who his enemy was, shouldn't he find someone to eliminate him in advance?

Or was this the "Dao heart" that protagonists in fantasy novels insisted on maintaining?

Something felt off.

Fu Chengqin did not look like an idiot.

But his way of doing things was really hard to understand...

Gu Yuan naturally scoffed at Fu Chengqin's approach. No wonder he got killed in his previous life.

"What a pity. Such a fine protagonist, yet he doesn't even know how to make use of his own power."

Floating in some unknown place, Gu Yuan shook his nonexistent head in helplessness.

It would be great if he could influence the other party's thoughts.

Gu Yuan continued watching Fu Chengqin, then suddenly paused.

The energy he had only just absorbed had decreased by a bit again.

That's right. Why can't I have Father make a move and destroy him before he has a chance to grow?

At that moment, Fu Chengqin, seated cross-legged on the meditation cushion, abruptly opened his eyes. This thought had inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

Having his father act would be utterly foolproof. How had he not thought of that before?