Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

In the cave at the back of the mountain, Wei Lang was lying on a bed covered with bear skin, stretching his body tiredly.    

It had been more than half a month since he left Wei family, but it was not until now that he finally settled down in the back of the mountain. There was no other way. It was not enough to have a place to stay. Since he had chosen to live on his own, he had to consider food and accommodation. He could not afford to lose any firewood, rice, oil, and salt. Wei Lang didn't have much money with him, so he could only hunt as many ferocious beasts as possible in exchange for money. So that he could decorate his residence a little better.    

He didn't want to live in a better place, but he still wanted to have all the necessary things in his life.    

Although he was a little tired, Wei Lang felt very fulfilled right now. He didn't need to rely on the illusory Power of the Moon, nor did he need to care about the internal strife of the family. He could use his own hands to take whatever he wanted. This made Wei Lang feel strangely secure.    

However, when Wei Lang felt at ease, Du Kang couldn't feel at ease.    

"Hey, kid."    

Du Kang, who had nothing better to do, glanced at Wei Lang, who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead.    

After watching Wei Lang move for half a month, Du Kang finally could not take it anymore.    

"Didn't you notice that your skills have deteriorated?"    

"Ah? What regression?"    

The exhausted Wei Lang raised his head.    

He did not want to do anything right now. He just wanted to lie on the bed.    

"My skill has regressed..."    

Du Kang couldn't help but sigh.    

"If you don't practice for a day, you will know. If you don't practice for three days, everyone will know. During this period of time, you have been busy repairing the cave. In less than half a month, have you practiced for even a day?"    

"How can you regress?"    

Facing the doubts of the giant prawn phantom, Wei Lang immediately turned around and sat up.    

"Old man, didn't you say that as long as you are familiar with the method of exerting force, you won't be able to practice the upper body?"    

As he spoke, Wei Lang immediately put on a three-body posture.    

"Sir, take a look."    

Wei Lang smiled.    

"It's not like..."    

Wei Lang couldn't smile anymore.    

He adjusted his body's speed and was half a beat slower than before.    

"What's wrong? Did you notice something amiss?"    

Du Kang shook his head helplessly.    

"You... you haven't been practicing for a long time, and your foundation is not solid. Another half a month has passed since you were abandoned. It's normal for your ability to deteriorate. "    

"Hiss..."    

Wei Lang sucked in a breath of cold air.    

In the past, he had only heard that mundane things would interfere with his cultivation. Now, he had a deep understanding of why those disciples of Wei family who were responsible for mundane matters could hardly make any progress in their cultivation.    

Putting aside the fact that there was only so much time per day, if he worked a little longer, he would have less time to practice. A human being alone could not withstand this kind of continuous rotation. A human's energy was limited, and the diverse work would consume most of one's energy. When the time came, he would be able to cultivate or learn while in a tired state. Not only could it not guarantee efficiency, but it was also very normal to have half the effort.    

He was so tired after working every day that he only wanted to lie down and rest. Even if he wanted to improve himself, he would not be able to do it.    

If a person was unable to improve himself... then that would be the end of his life.    

Cold sweat drenched his forehead and his back felt cold. The sudden cold made Wei Lang somewhat afraid. If he really fell into that kind of situation... he couldn't think of any ability that could allow him to escape the cycle of life and death.    

Fortunately, after leaving the Wei family, he had started to try to control his own fate. Therefore, no matter how terrifying this silent thing was, it had nothing to do with him.    

However, this was indeed a rather profound reminder, reminding him not to slack off no matter what.    

"I understand."    

Wei Lang nodded his head in agreement.    

This time, he finally knew how hard it was to cultivate.    

Therefore, he wouldn't waste any time.    

"Let's start now."    

Wei Lang jumped down from the bed.    

"What are you learning today? Wipe walking or Dantian Qi?"    

"Hmm? You're going to start now?"    

Du Kang shook his head.    

"I'm not going to learn anything today. I'm going to lie down and sleep. You're the only one who has learned how to use a hammer. "    

" No, there won't be any problems from now on. "    

Wei Lang smiled at the giant prawn phantom image.    

"After all, the enemy won't give me a chance to rest if we fight. Am I right? "    

"You..."    

Du Kang looked at Wei Lang in surprise.    

Although he did not know what had happened, he did feel that Wei Lang's spirit had become sharper.    

Not to mention the spirit of taking the initiative to learn...    

"Alright."    

Du Kang nodded his head in appreciation.    

"Then let's start with the simple rubbing steps today."    

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"Still... practicing?"    

Looking at the mountains under the night sky, Wei Ying, leaning against the window, could not help but sigh.    

Although the family had announced to the public that Wei Lang was a treasonous person and had been expelled from the Wei family, how could Wei Ying not know what had happened? That day, it had been so big that half of the meeting hall had collapsed. How could she cover up the whole matter?    

Now that she said so, it was only because she felt better about her face.    

But no matter how worried the elders were, it had nothing to do with her. She was only worried about Wei Lang's safety.    

However, Wei Lang did not seem to need her concern.    

She knew that Wei Lang, who left without saying goodbye, lived very well in the mountains. Wei Lang did not completely cut off his connection with the Wei family. She also knew about it - she could even go to the mountains to visit Wei Lang. But when she thought of the blood-stained wolf heads in the cave and Wei Lang's white teeth, she did not want to go.    

She did not understand why Wei Lang had to practice that strange technique called "fist technique." She also did not understand why Wei Lang had to fight with the wild beasts in the forest. In her opinion, if he wanted to eat meat, then he should just buy meat. Why did he have to hunt in the mountains?    

He did not want to spend money to buy it, but insisted on hunting it himself. The current Wei Lang was like a wild beast.    

Wei Ying also didn't know what kind of emotions she was feeling right now. She was worried about whether Wei Lang would encounter danger in the mountain, but she was also unwilling to enter the mountain to face the current Wei Lang. She could feel that the relationship between Wei Lang and her was gradually growing apart. But she could do nothing about this kind of thing.    

"Sigh..."    

Wei Ying sighed and got up to close the window.    

It was late at night. She should also rest early...    

"Ah!"    

The sudden pain in her palm caused her to cry out in alarm.    

"Why..."    

Suppressing the pain in her palm, Wei Ying looked at her palm.    

"Could it be that I was stabbed by wood..."    

Wei Ying was stunned.    

In her palm, a strange red mark was imprinted in the middle of her palm, emitting a red light.    

Like fresh blood.