System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

After returning to my residence.

Chu Feng went to the medicine pavilion to get the medicine.

After eating the food that was delivered, Chen Wen returned to his room to rest.

Lying on the tatami mat, he silently recited, "Open the control panel."

The next moment, his eyes lit up.

[General Language: Da Cheng (78/100)]

[Mystical Text: Introduction (8/100)]

As he expected, the mysterious script was also a technique.

Moreover, he mastered the basics in just one morning.

He had actually heard the notification sound in the morning, but he was focused on the lesson and ignored it.

This achievement is probably thanks to Chen Polang's memory.

He had been afraid that there might be something wrong with his memory, so he had never dared to recall it.

But while studying today, he discovered that the esoteric text from that memory actually helped him to understand other things by analogy.

Chen Wen was filled with emotion. No wonder his studies went so smoothly today, like he'd drunk grapefruit juice...

Of course, the increased level of understanding and clarity of thought brought about by the "one certificate for life" also played a significant role.

The excitement didn't last long before drowsiness set in.

He turned off the panel and closed his eyes to rest.

After a nap.

I felt refreshed and invigorated.

After quickly tidying up, I went out to head to the library.

During Li Xuan's lecture that morning, he quoted some classical texts, which piqued his curiosity, and he wanted to look them up.

As soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into Liang Jiu, who was returning from outside with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing Chen Wen, a hint of nervousness appeared on his face. He didn't even bother to greet him and hurriedly ran into the room.

Chen Wen was a little curious, so he glanced at it briefly and immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Inside his sleeve was a bamboo skewer, on which hung bright red wild fruit.

Isn't this a candied hawthorn?

Qingchi Peak is specifically used to train newly initiated disciples, none of whom have practiced fasting, so it naturally has a dining hall.

The canteen serves food at all times of the day, but few people go there on weekdays, and most of the meals are delivered by the servant disciples.

This can be considered a preferential treatment for a newly initiated disciple.

As for Liang Jiu, he was probably afraid that he would be laughed at if he saw him eating such vulgar food, feeling that it would be a loss of face for someone of his status to be seen eating such common food.

Chen Wen chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Still a kid who cares about saving face."

Without further delay, he headed straight for the library.

The library here has nine floors.

The first floor alone can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

The number of books is as vast as an ocean.

The bookshelves are connected one after another, extending upwards from the first floor.

A stepped corridor is built around the bookshelf, spiraling upwards.

When Chen Wen arrived, there were already quite a few people there.

There are identification tags for the servants and stewards at the entrance.

You can then enter.

Upon entering, the fresh scent of paper and ink fills the air, instantly refreshing the mind and spirit.

There is also a silence-locking array; once inside, one can only make the sound of a mosquito to communicate, preventing anyone from making noise.

Only the guards here can speak.

The bookshelves are labeled for easy reference.

Chen Wen searched around.

In addition to the classics that Li Xuan mentioned in the morning, I also looked for some books about the mind and soul.

He was worried that Chen Polang's memories might pose a threat to him, so he still needed to learn more about them.

Chen Wen found a quiet spot to sit down and began to read.

The Azure Nether Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a major sect that has borrowed all the classic texts of the cultivation world.

Chen Wen made some discoveries after only flipping through three or five books.

In a miscellaneous essay titled "On the Feasibility of the Method of Body Seizure and Rebirth," it is mentioned that...

If a cultivator wants to possess another's body, their first choice should be a blood relative.

With shared bloodlines and similar souls, the chances of successfully possessing another's body are extremely high, with minimal aftereffects.

Secondly, it involves willingly being possessed.

In this situation, as long as the consciousness of the person being possessed is erased and their soul is merged with it, the compatibility with their physical body can be enhanced after possession.

If the first condition is added, the compatibility rate can reach 80%.

However, another method was mentioned.

If supplemented with the profound mysteries of the Earthly Fiends, it can be increased to 90%!

It mentions the soul of Suminuma.

Furthermore, it states that those who possess the soul of the Ink Swamp are all possessed by ancient demons who have taken over bodies. Their most prominent characteristic is that their souls are as black as ink, extremely evil, highly aggressive, and contagious.

If you encounter such a demon, you must not engage it in a battle of spiritual power. After dealing with it and leaving, quickly find an elder to examine your soul to ensure that it has not left any mark on you, making you a potential target for possession...

"What should I do..."

Chen Wen frowned, losing interest in continuing to read.

Judging from this book, it seems that all the soul-possessed people in the Ink Swamp are regarded as monstrous floods!

He's a respectable person!

Chen Polang, you who never had a child... like me, you... you've really caused me so much suffering...

Chen Wen experienced the helplessness of having to carefully choose his words even when he was cursing Chen Polang.

No problem, as the saying goes, there's always a way out. Let's keep watching!

Chen Wen rallied his spirits, for he was a transmigrator, how could he give up so easily?

Continue reading...

Turn the page.

Chen Wen suddenly perked up and was overjoyed.

We've found something!

The book then mentions another foolproof method.

It involves using one's own blood relatives as the vessel for possession, requiring them to be raised from a young age to be naive and innocent.

Then, slowly implant your own memories into their minds.

The memories of cultivators are so complex and vast that they are far beyond what a child could bear.

Therefore, it is necessary to take several years or even more than ten years, proceeding step by step and gradually implanting the technology.

If this continues, the child's personality and way of thinking will become no different from yours.

In this way, the process takes too long and inevitably wastes time.

Therefore, it can be allowed to cultivate.

It wouldn't hurt to let them know about this; it would only make them more aggressive and try every possible way to resolve the matter.

In order to accelerate his cultivation, he was unaware that he had already fallen into a trap, and his memories had been absorbed irreversibly.

When success is achieved, with a single thought, he becomes you.

How could I possibly stop myself from possessing my own body?

On the contrary, the spiritual and magical power he cultivated through tireless practice became the stepping stone for your advancement, saving you from years of arduous cultivation.

Such a possession method can achieve a compatibility rate of 98%!

Chen Wen broke out in a cold sweat. He had already begun to have his memories implanted. Wasn't he already invaded and powerless to change anything?

Moreover, his own soul was a spirit residing in the Ink Swamp.

Ninety-eight percent? One hundred percent, I guess!

Why is Chen Polang so cautious?!

No, as the saying goes, there's always a way out.

As an experienced person once said, "As long as I want to walk, the road is right under my feet!"

There must be a way!

Chen Wen quickly scrolled down to the next page.

The possessed person is powerless to change the situation and can only watch helplessly as they are replaced.

Some people have tried to enhance their souls, but their essence has already been altered, and there is no way to reverse the damage.

Only those with unwavering resolve can maintain their true selves and remain uncorrupted.

But it only delayed things for a few years.

Seeing this, Chen Wen felt a slight sense of relief. A resolute will? Even on his deathbed, he didn't forget to get up and delete the history records—didn't that count as resolute?!

Moreover, the mind can also be cultivated.

Chen Wen immediately made up his mind that after successfully entering the Dao, he would first find a hundred or so methods of cultivating the mind and work on them until he reached perfection.

He immediately opened the book, rested for a while, and then picked up a book from the side and began to read it.

Once I started reading, I completely forgot about God and became so engrossed in it that I was not awakened until it got dark and I was overcome by hunger, sore shoulders and thirst.

Chen Wen picked up the book he hadn't finished reading and put it back in its place, then stretched out a long yawn.

As I walked back, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, I pondered these thoughts.

How come I was never interested in these mysterious and esoteric things in my previous life?

Even classical Chinese texts can easily put him into a baby sleep mode.

But now, it takes an entire afternoon to look at it.

As we reached the ridge, we watched the golden sea of ​​clouds rolling in the distance, and cranes flying in the sky.

Chen Wen suddenly understood. It was because this represented the foundation for climbing to the summit, signifying the beginning of great power being bestowed upon him.

In my past life, I studied diligently for ten years, only to end up lost and confused. It would have been better to be reborn into a better family.

This life is different. I have this unparalleled talent in my hands. As long as I study hard, the sweat I shed today will surely bring me great rewards in the future!

Back to the Class A hospital.

Upon entering, Xiao Hongyu and the other two were having dinner.

When Xiao Hongyu looked up and saw that it was Chen Wenhou, a smile suddenly bloomed on her pretty face, and she called out softly:

"Jingwen, come quick! I had someone keep your lunchbox; it's still warm. I wonder where it went today?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen paused in his steps and looked at her in astonishment.

For some reason, his relationship with Xiao Hongyu was just ordinary.

But her sudden change in attitude today made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He remained calm and walked over with a smile, saying, "Thank you, Hongyu. I was so engrossed in visiting the library today that I forgot the time."

Liang Jiu, with a sour face and without raising his head, said, "Ha, so you think you can address Sister Yu by her given name?"

"Liang Jiu!"

Xiao Hongyu frowned, her tone displeased, and she snorted coldly:

"We agreed yesterday to call each other by our given names. Did you eat too many candied hawthorns and mess with your brain? Besides, Jingwen and I were just exchanging greetings. What's the rush?"

"I wasn't in a hurry, I just...forgot for a moment!"

Liang Jiu's cheeks flushed red, but he still argued:

"We've been betrothed since we were little, I'm not in a hurry at all, and I'm not afraid of someone else taking you away from me, really, I'm not in a rush..."

Liang Jiu was truly anxious, and his words became incoherent, even mentioning the marriage agreement.

Chen Wen was secretly surprised. No wonder the two were so familiar with each other when they first met. It turned out they had been betrothed since childhood.

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Xiao Hongyu glared at him.

Her face flushed, and she secretly glanced at Chen Wen and Chu Feng. Seeing that their expressions were normal, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He then grabbed Liang Jiu's ear and dragged him into the house, berating him incessantly: "Fatty Jiu, how many times have I told you not to mention these things in the sect? You just won't listen..."

Back inside, Liang Jiu was still being defiant: "Sister Xiao...Yu, you dare to try and lay a hand on me!"

"Ouch, you...you...if Mother hadn't told me not to bully you, I would never have let you get away with it!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Be gentle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

......

Chen and Wen listened with great interest from outside.

Chu Feng suddenly spoke up, "If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better stay away from her. The Bai family and the Liang Kingdom are both powerful clans, and we can't afford to offend them."

Xiao Hongyu only became curious about you after hearing how you helped me out of that predicament today, which has already angered Liang Jiu. If you don't think things through in the future, you'll be in big trouble!

Chen Wen was taken aback upon hearing this, and then immediately realized what was going on.

He had always been arrogant, believing that as a time traveler with a cheat-like advantage, he would surely have a bright future and that Chen Polang would be no match for him.

Even when it came to helping Chu Feng, they thought that once they helped, that was it, what else could they do?

Little do they know that the cause of today will be the effect of tomorrow.

They've certainly made a name for themselves, but they've forgotten the saying "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down."

Even if there's a bright future ahead, I need to save my life first before I can talk about the future.

Today, Liang Jiu lost face in front of the two men, and he must be unhappy. This is the consequence of his actions.

The future revenge of the White Cleaver Hall will still be his "result".

He still has Chen Polang, Wang Jiahao, Qin Shuiru on him... and who knows, He Yuzhu, who fought Qin Shuiru that day...

These are all the consequences of one's own actions.

It turns out... I had unknowingly sown so many seeds of karma.

Chen Wen couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, he came to his senses, otherwise disaster would have surely followed!

Although it's a bit late, it's better than not expecting it at all.

This is the thought that comes to mind.

He bowed gratefully to Chu Feng, "Thank you, Brother Chu!"

"Hmm, this child is teachable!"

Chu Feng smiled faintly, then paused, glanced at Chen Wen, and his expression quickly vanished.

Chen Wen didn't think much of it, ignoring Liang Jiu's shouts, and continued eating, occasionally chatting with Chu Feng.

The two quickly finished their meal and returned to their respective rooms.

The room where Liang Jiu was located gradually quieted down.

Squeak~

The room door was opened.

A somewhat disheveled, chubby head poked out, looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that no one was there.

The next moment he was pushed out, and he stumbled because he couldn't stand properly.

Xiao Hongyu came out with a frown on her face and complained:

"What are you dawdling about? Get out of here! It's all your fault, the food's getting cold!"

Liang Jiu: ......

...

Chen Wen returned to his room, lay back on the bed, and waited for the servant to bring him hot water to wash up.

The events of just now kept replaying in my mind.

Chu Feng acted strangely just now.

"This child is teachable..." Is that something he could possibly say?

Chen Wen still remembers that he was wearing a linen outfit when he entered the family.

To put it bluntly, the fact that he can even read is a stroke of good luck.

He was also possessed?

It doesn't seem like it!

The fierce effort he put into pricking his legs with an awl while studying in the morning didn't seem fake; he genuinely didn't know how and was forcing himself to learn.

Does he have an old man in his mind?

No way, this kind of melodramatic plot wouldn't happen to me, would it?

Chen Wen shook his head, finding it somewhat amusing. The person had only said something casually; perhaps they had heard it from an elder or someone else?

So I guessed he had an old man on him, which is absurd, utterly absurd!

He sat up, went to the table, picked up a brush, ground ink, and practiced the characters he had just learned that day.

As the saying goes, "Reviewing the old helps one understand the new," only through repeated practice can one truly master what one has learned.

Of course, he was just doing it to increase his skill level.

Reviewing the old helps us learn the new? What does this have to do with a single certificate or a permanent certificate?

This is something you only know how amazing it is once you've experienced it.

A moment later, a clear notification sound rang in his mind;

【Ding! 】

[Mystic Writing: Proficiency +1!]

......

And next door.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed and his mind focused, as if he were asleep.

After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of apology flashing in them, and spoke silently:

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Village Chief, I was too stupid and gave myself away..."

After a moment, he seemed to hear something and became a little happier.

"I understand. It's good that he didn't find out. Don't worry, Grandpa Village Chief, I'll be more careful in the future and won't do it again!"

......