"It's really troublesome,"
Austin commented. He couldn't help but shake his head as he was chased by a horde of cultivators.
At that time, his realm was suppressed to the Heavenly Grotto Realm.
However, his body was still strong because it had been tempered for thousands of times and had contained a terrifying amount of energy.
For Austin, the people who were running after him were like ants. It was a piece of cake to deal with them.
"Well, forget it,"
he murmured. Austin decided not to kill them because it would not benefit him in any way. Then, he moved his body and left immediately.
"What? Where is he?"
After searching for a few days and nights, the pursuers still had no clue about Austin's whereabouts. Shocked as they were, some even doubted if they were actually having a dream.
As for Austin, he continued with his ascetic journey towards cultivation, and walked on the continent of the Flaming Moon World.
In the following year, he had encountered many chances when he felt like he could break through to a higher level. However, taking things slow and steady was the whole meaning of this re-cultivating thing, so he always chose not to break through. Thanks to the treasure Master Morphy lent him, Austin could postpone his breakthrough again and again successfully.
"My journey towards re-cultivation seems to be quite smooth. It seems like it is natural for me to get to a higher level every now and then,"
Austin murmured to himself.
He had a feeling that if he was willing to find a lot of treasures from heaven and earth and cultivate in seclusion, he would definitely break through within a short period of time.
It would not take long before he returned to the Divine Realm.
'Well, I have maste
I didn't expect you to inherit the mantle of your great grandfather and grandfather. You are such a weirdo!" one of the children teased him.
"It's just a clay figure, Kenneth. You don't need to get crazy to protect it. What's wrong with you?"
All the children broke into a fit of laughter.
"There is karma in this world. If I protect it now, maybe one day it will keep me safe from harm,"
Kenneth retorted.
"Ha-ha! He is actually expecting a lifeless figure to protect him in the future! How ridiculous is that?"
The other children cackled even louder.
On the other hand, Kenneth's face turned red. He knew in his heart that he was right since he had learned everything from reading books.
Those books were left by his great grandfather and grandfather.
Kenneth often said strange words that were unfamiliar to his playmates. As a result, he was sometimes bullied by other children.
'Well, this kid is interesting, '
Austin wondered.
For ten whole years, Austin had sat cross-legged like a clay figure.
The stationary life made him feel peaceful. He never thought he would experience tranquility just by sitting still for a decade.