Chapter 548 - 329: A Mystery of the Ages? The Yuanchen Human Race, the Cheng Family’s Ancestor

Chapter 548: Chapter 329: A Mystery of the Ages? The Yuanchen Human Race, the Cheng Family’s Ancestor

The coalescing energy formed a figure before his eyes, one barely a foot tall.

Though small in stature, the pressure it exuded was far greater than Ye Shuping’s. This was undoubtedly a life form beyond the Martial Saint realm.

’A little scary!’

Yu Fei couldn’t help but tense up. His usual composure stemmed from his spatial abilities, but now they were sealed. He was like a fish on the chopping block, his life no longer in his hands. It was only natural to feel a little nervous.

The tiny figure solidified into the form of a chibi-like person. It had translucent, emerald-green wings on its back, resembling a forest fairy.

"#@￥#...%&"

’What the hell?’

Yu Fei froze. ’Did that little thing just speak?’ But he hadn’t understood a single word.

Seeing Yu Fei’s confused expression, the little person suddenly put its hands on its hips, seemingly a little angry. It circled Yu Fei several times, then raised a hand to open a screen of light filled with text he couldn’t quite understand.

Yu Fei looked closer. The script was similar to the modern written language, yet also vastly different. There seemed to be a connection between them.

The little person studied the screen for a long time before looking Yu Fei up and down. With great reluctance, it began to sway in the air in a motion that was part dance, part ritual. It chanted a stream of difficult, esoteric words, and Yu Fei felt a tremor of energy. Suddenly, a beam of light connected him to the creature. Before he could react, he heard an angry question.

"Descendant of Yuanchen, scion of the Cheng Family, can’t you understand plain speech?"

...

"Huh?..."

It was a completely incomprehensible power. He hadn’t understood a single word the creature spoke, yet he suddenly understood its meaning perfectly.

But the content of her words was even more staggering. Even with a reaction speed twenty times the norm, his mind simply blue-screened.

He asked blankly, "I... What’s a Yuanchen descendant? And what do you mean I can’t understand you? Where is this? Who are you?"

The energy being sighed in exasperation. "You don’t even know you’re part of the Yuanchen race? To think you’ve even forgotten your own language. Unbelievable!"

"You’re saying I’m from the Yuanchen race? And a descendant of the Cheng Family?"

The energy being ignored him. Instead, it activated a rune, causing countless streams of information to flash across it. The little creature watched with a blank expression, and after a long silence, she let out a sigh.

"So that’s how it is. Has it truly been forty thousand Yuanchen years...?"

Her voice sounded ancient and bewildered.

"Descendant of Yuanchen, I don’t blame you. An eternity has passed, and the world has changed beyond recognition. You have forgotten your ancestors. It doesn’t matter. I will tell you everything!"

As she spoke, the little creature condensed a spark of light on her fingertip and flicked it straight into Yu Fei’s forehead.

’What ancestors?’

Yu Fei could only watch as the strange speck of light entered between his brows. He had no time to react before an explosion of information erupted in his mind. His eyes went blank, losing all focus. Within his Divine Sense, the speck of light manifested as a torrent of data that he could only slowly absorb.

Even with his twenty-times-normal reaction speed and formidable Divine Sense, it still took Yu Fei about ten minutes to process the full story.

"I... You... How should I address you?"

Yu Fei’s tone was complex. ’No wonder...’ He finally understood the cause and effect of it all. ’What a shame...’

"My name is Cheng Yu. I am my master’s Magic Guardian Spirit. I have slumbered for ages under his ultimate ritual, awaiting the call of a descendant to awaken me. According to the original plan, I was supposed to help the Yuanchen race step out into the sea of stars."

"Unfortunately, too much time has passed. You descendants have undergone a long evolution, and under the misguidance of our enemy, the Void God Sect, you have lost all records of your true history. Even your language and writing are corrupted imitations."

"I had very little power left to begin with, and I just used more to grant you permanent language comprehension. It won’t be long before I fade away completely."

Only then did Yu Fei notice that Cheng Yu’s power was rapidly fading. Brownish spots began to appear on her emerald-green clothes. Even a magical creation such as her could not escape the ravages of time.

"What should I do?"

Time was short. Having understood the situation, Yu Fei cut straight to the crucial question.

Cheng Yu said urgently, "Your path of martial arts has also been corrupted. Fortunately, you haven’t broken through to the next realm yet, or you would have been killed by the Magic Array."

At this, Cheng Yu paused and gave a bitter smile. "Too much time has passed. The Magic Array’s power has waned so much that it allowed those contaminated Yuanchen to escape just now..."

"But it doesn’t matter. I’ve given you a star map. It contains the method to break through the Creation Scroll: Eternal Concealment Curtain. As the master’s descendant, your talent for space is exceptional. You must travel to the sea of stars alone and find the true way to break through."

The brown spots on Cheng Yu’s body spread. The power of time was descending upon her. As a magical creation with independent sentience, her life was about to come to an end.

Yu Fei then heard Cheng Yu’s resolute voice.

"Perhaps it was destiny’s arrangement. I never imagined that after forty thousand years, the master’s bloodline could still produce a descendant as outstanding as you—one who grasped the power of spatial teleportation through raw talent and was even guided here by fate."

"Descendant of Cheng Shi, I must place an oath on you. The Martial Arts Grandmasters of the Yuanchen race and all those stronger have been contaminated. I will place an oath of secrecy upon your soul. Unless your power surpasses the master’s, you will be unable to reveal the events of today in any form."

"Do you understand?"

The moment she finished speaking, Cheng Yu’s tiny body flared with an explosive light. An emerald-green net shot into Yu Fei’s soul and vanished without a trace.

Yu Fei understood in his heart that he was now incapable of revealing the day’s events in any form.

Not unless his power reached A-rank. But according to the information from Cheng Yu, a Martial Saint was only roughly a strong C-rank. The gulf between that and A-rank was immense.

’And my current Gang Qi strength is only D-rank, or maybe strong D-rank at best?’

As Cheng Yu dissolved into light and vanished, the specially constructed tomb also dissipated. After roughly processing the information from her, Yu Fei understood that the entire structure had just been a form of Magic.

That’s right! Magic!

There were too many unbelievable things to even process. For a moment, Yu Fei didn’t know where to begin.

Staring at the now-empty, desolate island, he fell straight backward and lay dejectedly on the ground.

Cheng Yu’s appearance had been brief, but it had completely shattered and rebuilt his worldview.

"This world... is fucking insane!"

How could he even put it into words?

The world was far, far larger than he had ever imagined.

Yu Fei mulled over the information he had just received. First, his home planet’s real name was Yuanchen Star, which was why Cheng Yu had called him a member of the Yuanchen race.

Forty thousand years ago, the Yuanchen race had been a respectable power in the sea of stars. Then, they clashed with the Void God Sect over a supreme cosmic treasure.

The leader of the Yuanchen race at the time was a man named Cheng Shi. He was a dual-threat powerhouse—an A-rank Space Psionic and an A-rank Mage. Though the race had several other A-rank experts, they were still no match for the Void God Sect. After a long series of defeats, they were forced to retreat to their ancestral homeworld, Yuanchen.

In the end, Cheng Shi activated a forbidden Magic he had personally created, using his own psionic abilities as its core.

Creation Scroll: Eternal Concealment Curtain.

This was the very phenomenon that created the numerous border realms surrounding his home planet today.

This powerful Magic dealt a devastating blow to the Void God Sect’s A-rank experts and completely concealed Yuanchen Star’s location from the sea of stars.

It was a spell on the level of space-time itself. Cheng Shi sacrificed his own life to preserve the kindling of the Yuanchen race. In his original plan, the people of Yuanchen would use the resources of the border realms he created to rapidly recover their strength within a millennium. While producing new A-ranks might be a stretch, creating a new batch of B-rank experts should have been no problem at all.

But clearly, the plan had gone wrong.

Of all the paths to power Cheng Shi left for the Yuanchen race, only the way of the martial artist was passed down. All others had vanished without a trace.

Yu Fei quickly skimmed the data Cheng Yu had left him. There were thousands of paths to power in the sea of stars, but they were broadly categorized into six mainstream systems: Martial Artists, Mechanics, Psionics, Mages, Evolutionists, and Priests.

Unfortunately, on present-day Yuanchen Star, only the legacy of the Martial Artist remained, and even that had been corrupted. There was absolutely no information on any of the other paths to power.

Tianwen’s research and replication in the field of mechanics was, in essence, the path of the Mechanic. But without the crucial foundational knowledge, they hadn’t even managed to take the first step.

’Cheng Shi, Cheng Yu... Cheng YuanYu?’