Just like that, Lucas slowly recaptured the feeling of visualization he had experienced back then, and as his consciousness gradually sank deeper, he sensed specks of light around his body.
He could clearly sense that the earthy-yellow specks were more numerous around him. When he tried to grasp one of these specks with his consciousness, he actually succeeded!
But because he had never encountered anything like this in his previous life, he became overly delighted at that very moment. His excitement broke his perfectly tranquil meditative state and woke him.
Lucas was not particularly annoyed at waking from meditation, however, because he was absolutely delighted now. In his previous life, he might have been the oldest fan of Coiling Dragon. Before transmigrating, he had been savoring the novel for the second time.
As an old man, he might have been advanced in years and short on energy, but he clearly remembered that the protagonist of Coiling Dragon had seen multicolored specks of light during his first meditation, with earthy-yellow specks making up the majority around him as well.
Now that he was experiencing the same thing, Lucas knew that he might have transmigrated into the novel Coiling Dragon that he had read. And he possessed the same earth affinity as its protagonist. What exciting news that was!
That would readily explain his earlier confusion over why humans could only train their bodies to the seventh rank: in this world, the human body could ultimately reach only the seventh rank.
His father had said that there was no magic, which meant that no Sovereign had passed magic down yet. He had read in his previous life that, to gather faith, the Sovereigns had simplified the profound mysteries of the laws into magic and spread it throughout the material planes.
It seemed that this was before the Sovereigns had begun spreading their faith, though he did not know whether this was an era before any Sovereigns had emerged. Even if the Sovereigns were already in place, he still needed to hurry and become a deity. After all, he did not know when the Sovereigns would begin competing for faith.
In that era, deities of every level would be dispatched to the material planes. The Sovereigns' subordinates would fight fiercely for the Sovereigns they served, and the natives of the material planes would be in considerable danger then. They might die merely from the shock waves of a battle between powerful beings!
At that thought, Lucas gradually calmed down. He was still young, and his body was unsuited to practicing battle qi or cultivating magic.
Besides, he did not currently have any battle qi or magic manuals, so he could only make do with practicing the visualization image from his previous life.
That morning, Lucas set himself a goal. Although he could not practice the more strenuous stance training or other combat martial arts, he could still practice the Five Animal Frolics his master had taught him, stretching his body and absorbing more of the elements scattered throughout the world.
After some simple exercise, he would study writing, medicinal herbs, and other knowledge with his father. In the afternoon, he would try to learn sculpting. At night, in the stillness before bed, he would meditate and visualize his azure lotus. Then he would go to sleep at around ten, or he would have no energy to exercise when he got up at six the following morning.
He had only added afternoon sculpting after learning that he possessed the same earth affinity as the protagonist. After all, the protagonist had proven that sculpting helped with cultivating earth magic and training spiritual power.
So Lucas found his father and said to him, "Father, I want a dagger like this."
His father, Abuda, thought that his young son admired him and wanted to become a powerful warrior like him. He said, "All right. I'll carve you a wooden longsword in a little while."
Thinking that his father had not heard him clearly, Lucas used his hands again to indicate a length of roughly fifteen centimeters. Then he repeated, "I want an iron dagger about this long."
His father, Abuda, looked at his rather quiet son in puzzlement and asked, "What do you want that for?"
Lucas told his father, "I want to use it for sculpting. There are lots of stones around here, and I want to carve them for fun."
As a headstrong warrior, Abuda did not quite understand why his son wanted to carve stones for fun. This son of his was always different from other people. Other children his age played wildly, while he always stayed quietly to one side and watched. This time, too, Abuda did not know what he wanted the dagger for.
He still agreed to his son's request. "All right. I'll forge one for you myself tomorrow."
Hearing his father in this life agree, Lucas did not pester him any further. Instead, he returned to his room and began meditating. While he was meditating, a child his age came looking for him to play. After entering, he called to Lucas, "Lucas, come on! Let's go play catch the wolves!"
As soon as the boy finished shouting, Lucas was forced out of his meditative state.
Lucas opened his eyes and looked at the rather sturdy child. He said calmly, "I don't have time to play. You go ahead."
The boy's expectant expression slowly fell, and he asked Lucas, "Are you really not coming?"
Lucas had been about to refuse, but his mother, Selina, spoke up. "Go and play. You shouldn't always shut yourself up in your room alone."
Lucas thought it over. He did seem to be constrained by the elderly mindset of his previous life. He felt that he could not fit in with these children's games, so he preferred to stay alone. That had left him without the slightest youthful vitality. Since I've been given another life, I'll start over. I'll live a wonderful life too!
Lucas agreed to go with his young friend and followed them out to play. When he reached the gathering place in the center of the tribe, he saw that most of the tribe's children were there.
The other children showed no unusual reaction when they saw the boy bringing Lucas over. They simply said, "Benny, you brought Lucas along."
Benny nodded and invited Lucas to join the game of catch the wolves. It was much like hide-and-seek from his previous life. One child covered their eyes and counted while the others scattered and hid. Once the referee saw that everyone was hidden, they could call out for the game to begin, and that child could start catching the hidden wolves.
Because Lucas did not usually play with everyone, they voted for him to be the wolf catcher in the first round. Once everyone had hidden, Lucas smiled for the first time in a long while.
He thought about how, counting his previous life, he had already lived for well over sixty years. Now he was rediscovering childhood fun and starting to play such a childish little game.
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