Chapter 3

Rong Kexiong clearly remembered that he had just poked the arm of the creature in front of him with his finger. However, at this moment, he also felt a sensation of being poked on his own arm.

It seemed that when he touched the other party, he was also touching his own body.

His mind raced with countless thoughts, but no matter how brilliant he was, he could not figure out what was happening.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and reached out to pat the mysterious creature's body again. Subsequently, the surprised expression on his face grew even more intense.

Because he discovered that no matter where he patted on this body, he would feel the same sensation. Moreover, he could easily perceive the strength of the pat.

It was as if he and this creature were sharing the same physical body.

What was going on?

Rong Kexiong stopped his hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue experimenting, but his body was starting to ache, making it difficult to continue. Due to the excessive shock earlier, he had accidentally hit a few times too hard, and the result was that he was now grimacing and hopping around.

Although there were no bruises on his own body, the intense pain was very real.

Stopping his hand, Rong Kexiong lightly bit his lower lip and looked at the creature, unsure of what to do.

For some reason, he had no intention of seeking help from his father.

Deep down, he had a strong urge to keep this matter hidden, never to let anyone know.

He hesitated for the entire night, unable to come up with any feasible solution. However, after a night of research, he gained some small insights.

This creature was closely related to him, perhaps it was something that had transformed from the gas ball in his mind.

However, the most significant discovery was that he could project his consciousness into this body and make it perform any action according to his will.

For example, raising a hand, walking, or... practicing martial arts.

This was undoubtedly the greatest discovery. Inside this body, there was a structure identical to his own. Apart from the blurred facial features, as long as his consciousness entered this body, he could control it as if it were his own.

His room was not small, and there was even a small training room in the side hall.

After discovering this secret, driven by curiosity, he controlled this body to enter the training room and performed a set of boxing moves. The final conclusion was that the strength, speed, and skill of this body were no less than his own.

If he hadn't clearly known that his consciousness was in another body, he might have lost himself in it.

Excited for the entire night, he reluctantly withdrew his consciousness when the sky brightened the next day. However, although he withdrew his consciousness, the strange body did not fall over; it just stood there blankly, like an unconscious wooden stake.

Rong Kexiong thought seriously and hid it under his bed, covering it with a sheet to avoid detection.

Walking out of the room, although he hadn't slept all night, his spirit was still quite excited.

Out of habit, he went to the training ground in the backyard. Just as he was about to practice boxing, he heard his father's voice behind him.

"Kexiong, don't practice boxing today."

Rong Kexiong was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Ha ha, I made you practice boxing to help me condense true qi and save face. But..." Rong Yiyang smiled and said, "After yesterday's incident, I no longer have that thought. As long as our family is together, that's the happiest thing."

Seeing the contented smile on Rong Yiyang's face, Rong Kexiong silently lowered his head.

Rong Yiyang laughed and said, "I know you might not be able to accept it right away, but when you reach my age, you'll understand." He sighed lightly and said, "Sometimes, we have to believe in fate. If it's destined, it's yours; if not, no matter what you do, you can't get it."

Rong Kexiong's heart stirred. Could yesterday's opportunity also be destined?

Rong Yiyang patted his son's back and said, "No boxing today. Go back to your room and rest well. Ha ha, for over a decade, I haven't let you sleep in once. I'm a terrible father."

Rong Kexiong, pushed by his father, dazedly returned to his room.

However, although he saw the relaxed demeanor on his father's face, he couldn't feel happy inside.

For over a decade, he had diligently practiced martial arts, and this habit had deeply ingrained itself in his bones and blood.

Condensing true qi and becoming a martial artist to make his father proud was the ideal he had been instilled with since childhood. But now, everything had changed overnight.

Such a drastic change was enormous. Perhaps Rong Yiyang, with decades of life experience, could see through it, but it was not something he could easily accept.

Sitting idly on a chair, he had already put aside all other distractions and was solely focused on how to condense true qi.

Over a decade of experience had taught him that if he followed the ordinary methods, the possibility of generating true qi while practicing boxing was extremely low.

Everyone's constitution was different. If he could easily cross this threshold, he would have become a qualified martial artist long ago, rather than waiting until now.

Since the conventional methods didn't work, he had to take a risk.

Martial artists, in the moment of life and death, would have a thousandfold increase in spiritual insight.

It was said that as long as one could survive in such an environment, their cultivation would definitely improve significantly.

However, as Rong Yiyang said, when one was in a desperate situation, they often died before breaking through, sometimes even without a trace. With his small frame, if he rashly entered the deep mountains to challenge numerous beasts, it would be suicide.

Sighing lightly, Rong Kexiong helplessly admitted that he had no good solution.

His gaze fell on the wooden bed.

Suddenly, Rong Kexiong's body sprang up as if it had a spring. His eyes sparkled, fixed on the wooden bed.

An extremely bizarre and bold idea formed in his mind.

Apart from the facial features, the mysterious body that seemed to have flowed out from his forehead was no different from his own.

More astonishingly, this body could be controlled by his consciousness.

So, what if he transferred his consciousness to this body and entered the deep mountains?

The thought made his heart race, and he couldn't wait to try it out.

However, it was broad daylight, and he didn't want this featureless creature to scare people.

Restless, he finally waited until nightfall. After dinner, Rong Kexiong hurriedly bid his parents goodbye and returned to his room.

His mother asked her husband in surprise when their son had become so restless.

Rong Yiyang, however, reassured her, saying the boy's mood was unstable and would improve over time.

However, no matter how rich Rong Yiyang's imagination was, he could never guess what his precious son was about to do.

Back in his room, Rong Kexiong immediately attached his consciousness to the featureless body. Then, he controlled this body to leave the room cautiously and sneak out of the estate.

This estate was just a small, inconspicuous place among the Rong family's numerous properties. Therefore, there were no martial experts stationed here, and Rong Yiyang, who had practiced boxing, was the most powerful person.

With the true teachings from Rong Yiyang, Rong Kexiong, whose boxing skills were almost on par with his father, could easily avoid everyone's notice, nimbly climbing over the high walls and leaving the place.

Once outside the estate, he immediately started running.

However, this time, he didn't enter the low forest in front of the estate but went into the back mountain, which no one dared to venture deep into.

Behind the estate was a vast mountain range.

This mountain range stretched for countless miles, and even in the Rong family's records, there was no specific data.

Such a vast mountain range naturally nurtured countless strong beings.

It was said that the Rong family's ancestor had made a pact with a dominant force in the mountains, setting the entrance to the back mountain as the boundary. No human or spirit beast with a certain level of cultivation could cross this boundary.

This was why, despite the lack of experts in the estate, it had always been safe, never suffering from beast invasions.

Rong Kexiong controlled this body to swiftly move through the forest.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that this body's physical strength was even stronger than his own, especially in terms of endurance, which was far beyond his reach.

Because, while this body was running and consuming energy, it was also continuously absorbing energy from the outside.

With such a unique advantage, if he didn't fully utilize it, he would surely be punished by heaven.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Rong Kexiong suddenly stopped.

This distance was already quite far. Although he could still sense his own body, he didn't dare to go deeper.

Because at this moment, he had a vague sense of danger.

It seemed that something was hiding in the dark, staring at him with terrifying eyes.

This was an unexplained feeling, but it was so strong and real.

Rong Kexiong crouched down, assuming a defensive stance. After scanning the surroundings, the featureless body suddenly focused on a direction.

His fists clenched tightly, his feet stood in a wide stance, and a powerful boxing intent emanated from his body.

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