Chapter 1031: Fairy Sister Wet the Bed

Chu Feng, despite his baby voice, struck a resolute pose. He patted his small chest and asked a group of wild boys, "This name is truly great! Does it suit my temperament?"

A half-grown boy named Ji Hu squinted his eyes into slits, enthusiastically flattering him. "The name given by Uncle Haishan and the elders is naturally excellent! Hearing it is like thunder shaking the ears, or a great bell booming with a deafening, inspiring sound!"

"Then I don't want it!" Chu Feng declared seriously, his speech becoming more fluent.

He continued, "Hearing you say that, my heart is greatly moved. The words 'Void' are grand and heavy, practically capable of crushing ancient mountains and rivers. My heart is shaken, but I just feel it doesn't match my temperament. Never mind, I'll still be called Ji Tianmo."

"You little rascal, I'll beat you to death! How could a demon come from my Ji family?!" Ji Haishan moved to spank his small bottom, and he intended to do it hard.

Chu Feng rolled his eyes. *Damn it,* calling himself a Heavenly Demon gets him a beating. If they knew that in his previous life, he was called 'Chu the Great Demon Lord' by the entire universe, wouldn't they go crazy? He turned and ran, scrambling behind Miss Dongqing, whose broad shoulders and thick waist made her like a living shield.

"Brother Haishan, please calm down," Dongqing advised. She was training Chu Feng's physique and didn't want him to be genuinely hurt.

"What I said was my true feeling. Although my heart resonates with the words 'Void,' I feel uneasy and cannot bear that name," Chu Feng shouted.

He wasn't lying. When the name was proposed to him, he genuinely felt a sudden pang in his heart and absolutely did not want to be called Void.

"Your 'Heavenly Demon' name is unacceptable. Do you have any other ideas? What else do you want to be called?" At that moment, an elder spoke, only a few large yellow front teeth remaining in his mouth, the rest having fallen out. Throughout the Ji clan, even the children opposed Chu Feng having 'demon' in his name; it simply wouldn't pass.

Chu Feng blinked his large eyes, adopting a profound expression. "How lonely it is to be invincible," he mused. "So, how about I'm called Ji Mo? It's grand and meaningful, foreshadowing my future."

"Slap!" Ji Haishan gave his small bottom a smack. "You're just a tiny, nursing baby, and you dare to act profound? Why don't you just call yourself 'Lonely as Snow'?"

"Hit me again and I'll fight you!" Chu Feng felt incredibly wronged. To be reborn and encounter such a situation, he had nowhere to appeal.

"Child, think again. Do you have any other names?" an elder asked with a smile.

"Ji Wudi!" Chu Feng declared, tilting his small head back, his small hands clasped behind him, exuding an air of confident charm.

"Wait a minute!" Ji Haishan, seeing the smiles of the elders, also caught on. He said, "This child was quite simple-minded when we first found him. Why is he talking so much lately, and becoming more articulate?"

Chu Feng felt guilty, but he feigned confidence, puffing out his small chest. "I'm a genius!"

Dongqing spoke, "That's nothing. Among those long-standing families, some children can speak within days of birth, run like the wind in less than ten days, and already compose poetry and paint before they turn one."

Chu Feng was speechless. What kind of monsters were these?!

Dongqing added, "Even more astonishingly, some infants locked in immortal caves by certain evolution sects can speak at birth and fight young true dragons when they are only a few months old."

Chu Feng was startled. Was this true? He seriously doubted it! He was a reincarnated being, so why did he feel he had no advantage at all? Normal children born in the Yang Realm were such monsters; they must have become spirits already! He even strongly suspected that such typical cases might actually be reincarnated individuals. He secretly pondered, planning to inquire later to see which families had produced such exceptionally talented individuals, then find an opportunity to kidnap them all. "You're so high-profile, I'll definitely squeeze out all your value!" he thought to himself.

"Could ancient mighty figures have successfully reincarnated?" a knowledgeable Ji clan elder mused, harboring suspicions.

Dongqing shook her head. "No, it has been verified that they are indeed normally born children. That possibility has been ruled out. Their talent is genuinely terrifying." Furthermore, such children were recorded in historical texts. Those who didn't meet an unfortunate end eventually became mighty figures, and they are still alive today, overseeing the primordial lands!

"Are there such prodigies in the current era?" an elder asked. This was also something Chu Feng wanted to know, and he pricked up his ears, listening intently.

"Yes, at least a few," Dongqing sighed, deeply feeling the helplessness of such a disparity and the powerlessness against those little monsters. If nothing goes wrong, these are the future mighty figures, terrifying giants of the world, currently in their infancy.

Chu Feng was filled with emotion. What kind of world was this? Infants in the Yang Realm with such extraordinary talent were truly absurd, overly abnormal, and felt unreal.

"I want to evolve! I want to eat those fruits!" Chu Feng pointed to an old tree not far away, rooted within the tribe, on which hung glistening yellow exotic fruits, exuding a rich aroma.

"No!" Not only Dongqing objected, but Ji Haishan and the elders also refused. Even the group of wild boys shook their heads at him.

"Why?" Chu Feng asked, confused, his eyelashes fluttering, looking innocent and charming. However, this was also his genuine question.

"You're still young, there are some things you don't understand," Dongqing vaguely replied. However, seeing Chu Feng's dissatisfaction, she added, "Generally speaking, before the age of sixteen, one's vital energy is not stable, and the physical foundation is insufficient. One should not use catalysts or other means to promote one's own evolution."

Chu Feng was stunned to hear this. There were such rules?! He recalled the records in the "Strongest Handbook," which mentioned various ways to embark on the path of the strongest, also briefly stating that one's body should be regulated and in its prime to facilitate this path. Upon careful thought, it conveyed a similar meaning, but it was only briefly mentioned.

"This is common knowledge among all races on this land," Ji Haishan told him, glaring with his large, bell-like eyes. "You must wait until your body has grown to a certain stage before you can use pollen, exotic fruits, and other substances to enhance your physique and promote your own evolution." He stressed that Chu Feng must remember this firmly.

Chu Feng was instantly in tears. This was common knowledge? But how could he have known that before? The elites of most races only experienced explosive growth, rapid evolution, and rise after the age of sixteen. Some prodigies, limited by age, would still possess considerable strength even without using catalysts, simply by naturally growing until they reached sixteen.

At the same time, Chu Feng was surprised to learn that within this region, normal adult men could reach the 'Lesser Demon' realm. Awakening, Shackles, Lesser Demon... This meant that most people could evolve to the third realm after adulthood; it was entirely feasible and very common.

Chu Feng fell silent, only sighing inwardly. *As expected of the Yang Realm.* If even this relatively primitive territory was like this, what about the dazzling, prosperous lands?

"So, I can't evolve quickly before sixteen?" Chu Feng asked. He felt that wasting over a decade like that was too much.

Dongqing replied, "Unless you find some heaven-defying substances to nourish yourself, then there would be no problem. But such substances are exceedingly rare and difficult to find. Furthermore, even if found, no one would be willing to waste them like that. Instead, these heaven-defying creation substances are used for other purposes, such as extending the lives of dying or declining Heavenly Venerates."

Using them on a child would be counterproductive! Moreover, on the primordial lands, rising a decade or so earlier compared to evolving a decade or so later doesn't make a huge difference. Most races have long lifespans and can afford to wait. Who would be so wasteful as to forgo rare materials needed even by Heavenly Venerates, just so a child could cultivate a decade or so earlier?

"Furthermore, no matter how talented a child is, they shouldn't be forced to grow like this, like 'pulling up seedlings to help them grow.' Without proper tempering, evolving too early using exotic fruits and the like might not even be beneficial."

What could Chu Feng say upon hearing this? He could only nod silently. However, his mind was already churning with thoughts. He had reincarnated with his physical body, so he didn't need the tempering of the mortal world. He *desperately* needed to cultivate a decade or so earlier!

In the following days, Chu Feng was very cooperative. He endured being steamed and boiled, was ganged up on by a group of people, and fought against them to temper himself, focusing on first building a solid foundation.

However, in private, he was also studying the terrain of this vast wilderness. He wanted to find rare treasures and creation substances, hoping to embark on the path of evolution as early as possible.

During this time, the fairy-like woman, like a Mystical Maiden of the Nine Heavens, and the silver-haired old woman returned twice. They conversed quietly with Dongqing, which resulted in Dongqing becoming even more strict with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng once overheard the fairy-like woman say that their lineage's breathing technique and inheritance were more suitable for women. Although Dongqing was rigorous in guiding Chu Feng, the main scripture of their lineage would not be taught to him. In the future, he could become a mountain guardian, a protector of the true successor.

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. He was just a spare tire, or perhaps not even that—merely a follower of the future successor? A loyal bodyguard.

"Sigh, seeing as it can increase my innate attributes, I'll temporarily stay here," Chu Feng sighed.

After that, he became quite casual. For example, if Dongqing snored too loudly at night, he would go to the main hall to sleep, occasionally even lying directly on the Mystical Maiden of the Nine Heavens' white jade bed.

During this period, Chu Feng was surprised to find that the more he grew, the blurrier his memories became. The so-called "womb daze" was still ongoing, but it would slow down for a while, then resume, intermittently. Would it truly last for the originally expected three years of "womb daze"? "This is a bit bad. I've forgotten many people and events. Will I only remember them years later?" Chu Feng worried, desperately hoping he wouldn't forget his breathing techniques; they were crucial.

In the short term, Dongqing couldn't possibly teach him their lineage's ultimate breathing technique, because that young lady had warned against it, allowing only other breathing techniques to be taught. Therefore, methods like the Pilfering Guidance and Great Thunder Sound breathing techniques were incredibly important to him, and he couldn't afford to forget them during these three years.

"Oh my god, did I... wet the bed?!" In the early morning, Chu Feng's face turned crimson. As his memories gradually blurred and the "womb daze" intensified once more, he found his physiological functions nearing those of a child. During deep sleep, he hadn't been able to control himself, and unconsciously, he had drawn a "map" on the bed. It was utterly shameful; he wanted to bang his head against a wall! Especially since this wasn't his own room, but... the fairy sister's white jade bed. He felt incredibly guilty.

"Oh dear!" Just as Chu Feng's small face was flushed with embarrassment, he suddenly looked up and saw that the fairy sister had actually returned, along with the silver-haired old woman, both chatting and laughing as they entered the main hall.

"What is this?" The woman in yellow, like a Mystical Maiden of the Nine Heavens, approached and then... immediately saw her bed. "It wasn't me." Chu Feng, feeling disoriented from the recent continuous "womb daze," reacted more like a child in his embarrassment. As if possessed, he blurted out, "The fairy sister wet the bed!" The tribe, which wasn't particularly quiet in the morning with many people already awake, suddenly fell silent upon hearing his yell.