The two, who had already returned to their rooms, were restless for a long time. "I must have been bewitched by a fox demon!" Zhang Yuan hadn't recovered from his shock.

"Oh my god, what did I see?"

"A woman, a woman with a beautiful figure." Qin Feng smiled. The scene had stirred a wave of emotion within him, but he quickly regained his composure.

Having been tempered by over a thousand Japanese films in his previous life, Qin Feng was no stranger to everything before him, but facing something so real up close still left him somewhat agitated.

The next day, word of their "infamy" spread throughout the village. The widow said she saw a figure through the crack in the door, running towards Zhang Yuan's house.

"It must be Zhang Yuan!" the villagers concluded.

Zhang Yuan was mortified. His life had been completely ruined by this inexplicable consciousness.

He was a respectable, traditional man, his father and mother honest farmers, and he had an excellent reputation in the village. But when I arrived, I was branded a "hooligan" and a "thief"!

Recalling that terrible day, I fainted from heatstroke in the fields. When I woke up, I found a new consciousness in my head.

This consciousness, calling itself Qin Feng, was independent and completely out of my control. It even repeatedly attempted to control my body, causing me to behave unexpectedly in front of many people...

The nightmare began that day.

After a desperate struggle, I wrested control of my body.

Finally, through my unremitting efforts, we reconciled.

Qin Feng was now in charge of his own body, and was forbidden to leave unless absolutely necessary!

Unable to control my body, the consciousness called Qin Feng began to brainwash me again.

It chattered endlessly about the world it so-called, trying to get me to follow its will and explore that world, seeking certain opportunities.

The experiences of the protagonist in Qin Feng's story truly stirred Zhang Yuan's blood, and he wavered. However, he realized that if he didn't work, he would surely starve to death before his "opportunity" arrived! What future would that hold? Zhang Yuan abandoned his unrealistic fantasies.

He had already made a series of mistakes. If he continued like this, he would eventually be killed.

Zhang Yuan considered Qin Feng a mad dreamer, an immature, childish soul. He absolutely could not let him lead him astray.

However, Qin Feng's story had already taken deep root in his heart!

What young man doesn't yearn for the magical powers of an immortal, to ride the wind and waves, to travel a thousand miles in one step. To stand proudly in the clouds and stand tall above the world!

The arrival of this soul completely shattered the tranquility of Zhang Yuan's life. Qin Feng knew a great deal, and the farm tools he had modified had indeed saved Zhang Yuan considerable energy, significantly improving his farming efficiency. Zhang Yuan was deeply impressed by this. For Qin Feng, the "rumors" outside were merely a minor setback in his life, hardly even a setback at all.

After a period of systematic "investigation," Qin Feng realized that his soul had truly traveled to a world inhabited by true gods.

Zhang Yuan, the original owner, was a human at the bottom of this world. He understood that Zhang Yuan's ancestors had all been "ants" of this world. Qin Feng couldn't be certain about his earlier ancestors, but the last three generations were certain.

As a speck of dust on the foundation of this vast world, each generation had worked diligently and honestly.

Each season, Zhang Yuan's ancestors turned over 90% of their earnings to the government, and two-thirds of that 90% of grain went to the national treasury.

The remainder was handed over to the court priests, also known as divine messengers. They claimed to be servants of the gods. These messengers possessed divine powers bestowed by the gods, ensuring a county's prosperity and protecting the people from the intrusion of darkness and chaos. In the eyes of the divine envoy, Zhang Yuan and everyone in this village were nothing more than a bunch of busy worker ants.

Qin Feng knew that if he didn't forcefully change his fate, he would remain mediocre, trapped with this unambitious man, and ultimately die a frustrated death.

Given a second chance, he would change, and he would never give up until his death.

Happily, Zhang Yuan's ancestors had unexpectedly passed down an ancient book.

This book gave Qin Feng infinite hope!

It turned out that Zhang Yuan's ancestors had been slaves in the divine envoy's palace. Later, due to various opportunities, they were freed from slavery. Once restored to civilian status, they married, had children, and settled down in this mountain village. They compiled their life experiences into a book, which was passed down.

With hope, Qin Feng was filled with boundless motivation, and soon he began to urge Zhang Yuan to go on an adventure.

He knew that opportunities wouldn't find themselves, and waiting foolishly was no longer his style.

The ancient book passed down by Zhang Yuan's ancestors described the appearance and efficacy of many magical herbs. He wanted to search, hoping to find his own opportunity.

Although Qin Feng couldn't fathom how a slave could have accessed such knowledge, he stopped wondering. Action was paramount. After Qin Feng's persistent persuasion, Zhang Yuan finally relented.

Some doors, once opened, are never so easily closed again.

They set their sights on the densely vegetated mountains behind them.

In Qin Feng's view, this ancient mountain must harbor magical herbs.

The forest was vast, rife with strange legends. Even the village's most renowned woodcutters and hunters were willing to work only on the outskirts, daring not to venture deep into the woods.

He asked Old Man Sun, the blacksmith at the village entrance, to forge a steel fork and stocked up on dry food.

After making his preparations, one morning, Zhang Yuan gathered his water gourd, tucked a hatchet and a small axe into his belt, and set out for the mountains. Using a hatchet to chop through the thickets of thorns, a lone figure gradually made its way deeper into the mountain.

This was an adventure, a life-or-death gamble.

There was no other way. As the lowest of the human race, if they didn't dare take this gamble, they would never have a chance to break free.

Only by liberating themselves and taking that brave step could they hope for a bright future.

A few days later, their rations ran low. Drawing on the knowledge they'd gained from wilderness survival documentaries, Qin Feng successively caught a pheasant and a rabbit, earning Zhang Yuan's praise once again.

A few days later, they arrived at a cave. The depths of the cave emanated an unholy aura.

The two men agreed not to approach, observing the cave entrance for two days and finding no large wild animals.

On the third day, they decided to explore this mysterious cave.

Primarily, Qin Feng was certain that within it lay a great opportunity for them both.

Don't ask why!

If you must ask,

it's just a man's sixth sense!

Upon first entering, the cave entrance seemed enormous, like the gaping maw of a monster. As they went deeper, the walls gradually narrowed, until at its narrowest point, only one person could pass through, like walking from a mouth to a throat.

Passing through the narrow opening, they stepped into another vast cavern. At the end of the cavern was a corridor.

It was the height of summer, and the outside world was sweltering, yet a chilly air gushed out from within the cavern.

Zhang Yuan felt quite apprehensive.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, was thrilled.

An ancient book left by Zhang Yuan's ancestors described a plant called the cave lotus, which grows deep in mountain caves. It thrives in cool, dark places where sunlight cannot reach. Eating lotus seeds can prolong life.

Gripping the steel fork tightly, they slowly advanced.

As the light dimmed, Zhang Yuan took out his torch and lit it.

"Let's go back!" Zhang Yuan began to retreat.

Qin Feng encouraged him, "Go a little further." Further along, the corridor ended in a steep slope, and at the bottom was a pool. The sound of gurgling water echoed through the cave, intensifying the chill.

By the light of the fire, the two men were able to get a general overview of the pool. The surface was calm and dark. If it weren't for the faint sound of water, it would have easily been mistaken for a stagnant pool.

"Nothing?"

Qin Feng stared at the empty water, his interest suddenly waning. "Let's go!" he replied, and prepared to exit the cave.

"Gulp!"

A series of extremely subtle water sounds suddenly echoed through the cave. It wasn't the sound of running water, but rather the sound of something tiny falling into the water!

Ripples suddenly formed in the center of the pool.

"A fish?"

Qin Feng swept the torch across the pool again. No fish were visible, but rather bubbles bubbling from the bottom, bursting onto the surface!

"Run!" Zhang Yuan's heart rang with alarm. This was originally his body. He was far more in tune with it than Qin Feng, and his body was more sensitive to subtle changes in the environment. His body's instinctive reaction was to leave as quickly as possible!

But it was too late.

Drops of water suddenly shot out from the bottom of the pool, hurtling towards Zhang Yuan like arrows.

"Puff!"

With a piercing pain, Zhang Yuan's body was pierced by the water droplets.

"Fuck!"

Both souls felt the pain simultaneously, and their bodies fell uncontrollably onto the stone slabs at the edge of the cave.

"Splash!"

The water seemed to be boiling, bubbles growing larger and larger, and large streams of bubbles continuously surged from the pool.

A gray shadow emerged from the surface of the pool, slowly drifting towards Zhang Yuan's body!

"Human?"

A voice emanated from the churning water, echoing through the empty cave.

"Yes, it's human!"

Another voice echoed from the gray shadow, tinged with the excitement of discovering something new. The gray shadow drifted towards Zhang Yuan's body at a noticeably faster speed.

"Hahaha, good, good!" Another figure converged on the water's surface.

"It's been so long, and this is the first time a living creature has come in. And it's a human. Don't rush to kill him. Human life is the most delicious thing in the world."

The first figure ignored the voice behind him. As soon as it approached Zhang Yuan's body, it eagerly merged into his flesh and blood, frantically sucking his essence.

It was truly thirsty, trapped here for centuries.

Because of the cave's powerful energy, no living creature had ever set foot here, and yet today, a human had.

It was so exhilarating, so exhilarating that its blurry shadow trembled slightly.