Reverend Insanity

Chapter Two: Awakening to Five Hundred Years in ReverseUntitled

Legend has it that a River of Time exists in this world, supporting its flow. By harnessing the power of the Spring Autumn Cicada, one can reverse the flow and return to the past.

Opinions on this legend vary widely. Many do not believe it; some are skeptical.

Almost no one truly believes it.

Because every time the Spring Autumn Cicada is used, a life must be sacrificed, offering one's entire body and cultivation as fuel.

The price is exorbitant, and even more unbearable is the uncertainty—one may give up their life without knowing the outcome.

Even those who obtain the Spring Autumn Cicada dare not use it recklessly.

What if the legend is false, merely a ruse?

If Fang Yuan had not been cornered, he would not have used it so soon.

But now, Fang Yuan believed it utterly.

The undeniable fact lay before him. He had indeed been reborn!

"It's a pity about this great Gu. It took immense effort and the slaughter of tens of thousands to create it, arousing the wrath of heaven and earth, and immense hardship..." Fang Yuan sighed inwardly. Although he had been reborn, the Spring Autumn Cicada had not come along.

Humans are the spirit of all creatures, and Gu are the essence of heaven and earth.

There are countless types of Gu, each bizarre and unique. Some Gu disappear after one or two uses, while others can be used repeatedly if not overused.

The Spring Autumn Cicada might be a consumable Gu that could only be used once.

"But even if it's gone, I can refine another one. If I could do it in my previous life, why not in this one?" After his regret, Fang Yuan's heart swelled with ambition.

Being reborn was already an enormous gain; the loss of the Spring Autumn Cicada was acceptable.

Moreover, he still had a treasure: the memory and experience of five hundred years.

Within his memory lay countless treasures, yet to be discovered. There were significant events he could easily manipulate, historical milestones he could foresee, and countless figures, some of whom had not even been born yet. There were also five hundred years of arduous cultivation and rich combat experience.

With these, he held the upper hand and could dominate the world again, perhaps even surpassing his previous achievements.

"So, how should I proceed..." Fang Yuan, extremely rational, quickly collected his emotions and contemplated the rainy night outside the window.

Thinking about it, he felt overwhelmed.

After a moment, his brow furrowed deeper.

Five hundred years was a long time. Ignoring the vague, forgotten memories, even the known treasure locations and opportunities were either thousands of miles apart or required specific timing to access.

"The key is cultivation. Right now, my sea of primeval essence is unopened. I haven't even started on the path of a Gu Master, essentially just a mortal! I must cultivate quickly, increase my strength, and seize opportunities before history unfolds."

Many hidden treasures require a certain level of cultivation to utilize, or else they become burdens, attracting unwanted attention.

The first challenge before Fang Yuan was cultivation.

He needed to elevate his cultivation swiftly. Moving at a leisurely pace like in his previous life would be too slow.

"To enhance my cultivation rapidly, I must leverage the family's resources. In my current state, I have no ability to navigate the treacherous mountains. Even an ordinary boar could take my life. Reaching the third rank of Gu Master would give me basic self-defense, enabling me to traverse this world."