"Thank you, Teacher. I really like this name." The young girl Chang'e smiled.
Perhaps because Chang'e had just completed the baptism, her entire being carried an ethereal aura, making her seem quiet and cool.
After silently nodding, Chen Yang continued with the work ahead.
Not long afterward, Chen Yang completed the baptism of the new generation of the tribe and returned to a courtyard within it.
Within the courtyard, Pingxin was still immersed in enlightenment. Brush, ink, paper, and inkstone intertwined, transforming into divine light of wisdom that shrouded Pingxin's true body and aided her in comprehending and digesting her insights.
Chen Yang watched Pingxin for a long time with a smile, then sank into cultivation as well.
Several years later, a female disciple arrived at Chen Yang's courtyard.
She wore simple clothing, yet possessed a distinctive bearing.
She was beautiful, like an orchid blooming in an empty valley, and like clouds filling the sky—unworldly and captivating. A tranquil serenity surrounded her, as though she were a flower frozen in stillness.
Her raven hair cascaded like a waterfall, as though she embodied the exquisite handiwork of Heaven and Earth. When Chen Yang saw her, a trace of surprise appeared on his face. "Chang'e... you came again. What happened this time?"
"Master... relying on the cultivation method you taught me, I seem to have broken through again. And after breaking through, I gained some memories. Such terrifying memories." Chang'e looked at Chen Yang with aggrieved eyes.
Chen Yang was surprised. "You broke through again? Even an entire generation of the Human Clan can hardly compare to your cultivation speed. But you awakened some memories during your breakthrough? Could you be the reincarnation of some great power?"
Chen Yang was somewhat puzzled as he looked at the Chang'e before him. Chang'e was the young girl who had undergone the baptism before and whom Chen Yang had named Chang'e. Ever since she passed through that baptism, she seemed to have been reborn.
After the other children underwent the baptism, they at most became stronger and more robust.
Chang'e was different. After passing through the baptism, she seemed to have awakened something. Innate spiritual energy naturally flowed into her body and transformed into mana, granting her cultivation.
Chen Yang was not surprised by Chang'e's condition.
By this point, the Human Clan had reproduced for so long that no one knew how many races' bloodlines had mingled into it. Some humans carried the bloodlines of special divine beasts within them. Relying on the diluted water of the Human Pool, it was fundamentally impossible to purify and temper those bloodlines. Thus, after many humans were baptized by the Human Pool's water, the mixed bloodlines within them were cleansed away, leaving behind certain powerful bloodlines. Once these bloodlines awakened, many humans gained special divine abilities or unusual talents.
There were quite a few such people, and their cultivation talent was also quite good. Thus, whenever Chen Yang encountered one, he did not hold back. He gave them cultivation methods he had created himself and let them cultivate on their own.
Chen Yang had cultivated for many years and read countless ancient texts. With methods to enhance wisdom, creating a few cultivation methods was a simple matter. However, most of the methods he created were rather shallow.
Thus, when he encountered a situation like Chang'e's, Chen Yang did not pay much attention to it. He merely taught Chang'e a shallow cultivation method and did not concern himself with her further.
However, after Chang'e received Chen Yang's teachings, she felt that Chen Yang was her master and insisted on acknowledging him as such. Chen Yang stated that he did not accept disciples, yet Chang'e continued to call him Master.
Chen Yang said nothing about it. In any case, there had been no formal apprenticeship, and Chen Yang had not formally acknowledged her. Their master-disciple fate had not become entwined, so they were not truly master and disciple.
Thus, no matter how Chang'e addressed Chen Yang as Master, it was only in name, without the substance of a master-disciple relationship.
Yet Chen Yang had never expected that this Chang'e, who insisted on calling him Master, possessed such terrifying talent. How long had she cultivated? Yet she had already reached the Human Immortal realm. Relying on such a shallow method, she had attained the Human Immortal realm in such a short time and even awakened memories of her past life.
Chen Yang's expression shifted slightly as he looked at Chang'e and asked, "Chang'e... what memories did you obtain after breaking through?"
"Master... those memories seem to be from before my death. It seemed that I was burned by raging flames, then my fleshly body was destroyed and scattered between Heaven and Earth. A small fragment of my soul was frozen by someone, suffering endless cold. Besides that, it seemed that for some period of time, someone burned me with raging flames and forged me into some kind of weapon. So frightening, so terrifying..." Chang'e said, trembling.
Chen Yang looked at Chang'e, unsure what to say. "Killed, with your soul frozen, then seemingly taken away and refined into an artifact. If these truly are memories of your past life, then your past life was quite miserable."
"Master... was that truly my past life? Am I really someone reincarnated?" Chang'e asked.
Chen Yang nodded. "Judging by your uniqueness and the fragmented memories you have now obtained, you are certainly the reincarnation of some great power of the Primordial World. However, it is unclear who exactly you were in your past life."
"Then Master, what should I do next?" Chang'e wore an aggrieved expression.
Chen Yang pondered briefly before saying, "From now on, continue cultivating honestly. Also, the cultivation method I gave you before was too shallow. It can only be cultivated to the Human Immortal realm. I will now teach you a new cultivation method, one that can be cultivated to the Heavenly Immortal realm. Try cultivating it..."
"But Master, as I cultivate, my memories will gradually awaken. As those memories awaken, will I still be human?" Chang'e asked, somewhat confused.
"Of course you will be human. As long as you identify with the Human Clan, then you are human," Chen Yang said seriously.
"Master, I understand," Chang'e said.
Chen Yang nodded and lightly waved his hand. "Go back for now."
Chang'e then left. A sharp light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes as he murmured inwardly, Could this Chang'e be the Chang'e from the myths?
Chen Yang pondered to himself, unable to make sense of the situation.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years passed.
Over those ten years, Chen Yang remained as before. He used his divine sense to teach the children while personally protecting Pingxin as she relied on wisdom to comprehend the changes of reincarnation.
However, one day, Chang'e suddenly rushed in.
"Master... save me! A monster is hunting me down..." Chang'e cried out, panicked and pitiful.
"A monster?" Chen Yang heard this, and killing intent surfaced in his eyes. "If it is from the Demon Race, then it deserves to die..."
Chen Yang's hatred for the Demon Race ran deep into his bones. When the Demon Race slaughtered the Human Clan, Chen Yang had only just been born. He had personally experienced the entire process of the Demon Race's slaughter of humans and had luckily survived. Yet it had also caused his hatred for the Demon Race to sink deep into his bones.
With killing intent in tow, Chen Yang brought Chang'e outside the tribe. "Chang'e... where is this Demon Race member..."
Chang'e, filled with terror, replied, "Master, I don't know where the monster is either. But this monster controls a bow and arrows and has been chasing me, seemingly wanting to shoot me to death. Master, it's coming, it's coming... it's this..."
Hearing this, Chen Yang looked into the distance and discovered an arrow flying toward them at extreme speed.
That arrow was wrapped in a special aura, carrying a trace of Killing Intent as it shot toward Chang'e.
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