Generally speaking, if a Celestial King, Celestial Emperor, or other powerful being chooses to reincarnate, they wouldn't do nothing beforehand. They would definitely leave behind various arrangements.
Xu Fengzhi was a Thunder Emperor. If he were to actively reincarnate, he would have made preparations for his future.
So, what's his backup plan?
Ayao sat there from noon until the evening glow filled the sky, and then until the stars were everywhere, but she still couldn't figure it out.
Later, she simply stayed at the Divine Dream Sect. After consulting with Wei Linglong and obtaining her consent, A Yao moved into Xu Fengzhi's cave. She wanted to thoroughly search every corner of his cave and examine everything he had ever touched since birth.
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Inside an inn in a cultivation city in the Eastern Region, a young man in white was teasing an adorable little beast. As he fed his beloved pet dried meat, he said with a hint of disdain:
"Hey, can't you be a little more useful? If you keep being this useless, believe me, I'll cook you and eat you."
Upon hearing this, the Light Thunder Beast immediately began to fawn over its little master, rubbing its tiny body against Feng Chu's palm and making pitiful yet adorable whimpering sounds.
Feng Chu sighed.
Why would he keep such a useless spirit pet?
If those who chased it in the secret realm knew how useless it was, I wonder what they would think? Then he thought of Lu Xueyao. This useless little thing was given to him by Lu Xueyao. Could it be that she had already seen through this little thing as a useless coward?
Feng Chu: "..."
Night had already fallen.
After feeding the Light Thunder Beast the dried meat, Feng Chu put it into his spirit beast pouch. Then he sat down to meditate on his bed. Most cultivators don't need sleep; they can rest through meditation. However, if one is feeling troubled and unable to enter a meditative state, then taking a nap is a good option.
Outside the inn, a new moon hangs high in the sky.
About fifty feet away from the inn where Feng Chu was resting, there was a pavilion. On the pavilion stood a girl in a light green gauze dress. The girl was extremely beautiful. She looked in Feng Chu's direction, took out a jade flute, and began to play.
The flute music was plaintive and yearning, like weeping and lamenting, and the nearby cultivators who heard it were all stirred by its melody.
Then the sound of a zither began to play, coming from behind the girl in green. Behind her sat a girl in red.
The girl in red looked exactly like the girl in green. Her long, black hair was tied up with a dozen or so silver hairpins, which were inlaid with turquoise gemstones and arranged like a fan.
A seven-stringed zither was placed in front of A Yao, who was dressed in red. When the strings vibrated, wisps of red light were emitted.
The girl in green was A Yao's early-stage Nascent Soul avatar, while the girl in red was A Yao's early-stage Void Refinement avatar.
A Yao's early-stage Nascent Soul clone decided to search Feng Chu's soul, but Feng Chu was no ordinary person, so she summoned her strongest early-stage Void Refinement clone to help.
The sounds of flutes and zithers drifted through the night sky, hypnotizing the cultivators in the cultivation city. Some fell asleep immediately, while others, though their eyes were open, vaguely believed they were dreaming. Everything was now silent; the night was exceptionally quiet.
The green-clad Ayao playing the flute and the red-clad Ayao playing the zither both stopped playing and transformed into two streaks of light, arriving at the inn where Feng Chu was sitting.
They walked step by step through the corridor to Feng Chu's door. Red-clad A Yao casually waved her hand, removing the restriction on the door, and Green-clad A Yao pushed the door open.
Inside the room, Feng Chu, who had been meditating, was now asleep on the bed.
Green-clad Ayao and Red-clad Ayao looked at the sleeping boy on the bed. The boy had porcelain-white skin and long eyelashes. Red-clad Ayao walked to the bedside, looked at the boy, and placed two fingers on his forehead. Light golden ripples appeared on her fingertips.
Red-clad Ayao began the soul-searching process.
Her technique was very gentle, so as not to hurt Feng Chu, and also to prevent the embryonic sword in his body—the innate sword seed—from discovering the intrusion of another force, causing a fierce confrontation and backlash against him.
A flood of memories rushed back, and Red-Clad Ayao ignored everything else, focusing only on matters related to Lou Munan. After the soul search was completed, she was extremely surprised.
Ah Yao's main body and her clones, as well as the clones themselves, can synchronize their memories. Having synchronized the memories of the red-clad Ah Yao, the green-clad Ah Yao also showed the same surprise on her face.
In their memories, Lou Munan treated Feng Chu like a son. The way he spoke to Feng Chu, his gaze, was so gentle—it was nothing like the devil they knew.
But she refused to believe that Lou Munan truly had no ill intentions towards Feng Chu.
"That bastard is such a good actor!" said Ayao in green.
“It seems he’s very good at this kind of role,” said Ayao in red.
"You've done this a lot before, haven't you!"
"Definitely."
"Feng Chu was fooled by him; she really thought that bastard was doing it for her good."
"He must have tampered with Feng Chu."
As the two Ayaos were talking, their gazes returned to the sleeping boy.
They immediately and carefully examined Feng Chu's entire body to see if he had been tampered with. After checking and checking, they found that Feng Chu was not under any curse, but they were still not convinced.
Inside the room, A Yao, dressed in red, raised her hand, and a copper coin imbued with wisps of ethereal energy appeared in her palm. She used this coin to divine whether there was anything unusual about Feng Chu.
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