Pangu Isekai

4 : A Corpo matter

Several years have passed. Pangu, Dreko, and Nora were all around 12-13 years old, though only Pangu was certain of his age. Except for Dreko, everyone exhibited extreme maturity, each for a different reason. Dreko remained true to his nature under any circumstance, still calling himself the 'Master of Shadows'.

A title that would have been more fitting for Nora.

Throughout these years, they grew up together. Sett had eventually left the party thrown for Pangu's fourth birthday without claiming his due. Was he too drunk? Was it a gift? Or was he plotting something for later? In any case, many years had passed, and there was no sign of Sett's return.

Today was a significant day for Pangu. Once again, it was his birthday. But unlike last time, he had decided to slip away discreetly.

His life had drastically changed since the last chapter. His mother now forced him to undergo a strict education. He excelled in all subjects with ease, except for language and writing, where he was quite slow.

In truth, it wasn't him but ZhouFan who attended the writing classes. Pangu, an isekai MC, could read the unknown language without any trouble. Everything automatically translated in his mind, effortlessly. Also tireless when it came to important matters, he shared his education with the others.

ZhouFan learned to read and became able to understand the system more precisely. However, it remained complex. There were many features that ZhouFan struggled to understand, like the concept of optimization. As Pangu wanted to explore the system, he struggled to obtain precise descriptions and to form his opinions about them. He still had his 550 fateum.

He learned that he was at 100% cultivation for "Nascent Soul Late." This figure remained fixed. However, his total cultivation continued to rise, accumulating slowly.

Thanks to his eyes and endless time working on his sight. he was certain that the same was true for Nora. Dreko, on the other hand, remained exceptionally weak.

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Currently, they were walking peacefully on the path from the manor to the town-a rather swift journey that went off without a hitch. Pangu had quickly learned that his birthday coincided exactly with the day of the monthly taoist tournament held in this town. He had little interest in the tournament but decided to attend today.

There were three reasons for this. First, to avoid the birthday ceremony. The second was that his father, already an absent father, was obligated to attend the tournament, which continually made him miss Pangu's birthday. Pangu didn't really care, or so he thought. He always had a complicated relationship with his family in his past life.

That day also featured a match between two taoists who specialized in physical combat. The reigning champion for several years, who went by the stage name MrMinerals, was a specialist in palm and fist techniques.