Essence The Forbidden Tome: Revised, Chapter 11 – Non-Human Cultivation

Long Yan obviously didn't expect Long Qian to ask this question; he had assumed his son would only keep asking about the five major mystical energies. He didn't expect him to go straight to the most complex question of the forbidden manual. After being slightly stunned, he took a moment to ease his breath and explained:

"This is very complicated, but I can roughly explain it to you. Those who possess a forbidden manual are collectively called Xuanzhe. Initially, the forbidden manual they obtain has no abilities at all, and they can only open the first page of the manual, which is a blank page. If they want to absorb something, they must open the forbidden manual and use that blank page to target the object they wish to absorb…"

At this point, Long Yan seemed unsure how to continue, because explaining how to absorb special abilities is complicated, and even if he did explain, his son probably wouldn't understand. Normally, these things are taught at the Xuan Academy. Long Yan then realized that he had unknowingly explained a lot of things that perhaps shouldn't have been explained. He had forgotten his son was only five years old and struggling to remember those special terms, let alone understand them.

So, Long Yan closed the forbidden manual, stood up, ruffled Long Qian's hair, and said, a little tiredly: "Alright, alright, I'm a bit tired. Once you get the forbidden manual, I'll explain it to you, okay?"

Long Qian finally couldn't hold back and, regardless of whether Long Yan would be surprised, asked directly: "If I had special abilities like yours, could I help you with your work?"

This sentence left Long Yan completely stunned. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at his son, doubtingly asking: "You know what I do?"

Since he had already spoken, Long Qian wasn't going to pretend not to understand anymore as it was too exhausting, especially in front of Long Yan, the person he was closest to in the world. He decided to be honest about how much he knew about the forbidden manual.

Long Qian took a deep breath and said word by word: "I know you make workshop pages. The main function of a workshop page is to temporarily absorb an ability in order to permanently enhance the special abilities already recorded on the pages of a Xuanzhe's forbidden manual. Simply put, it's using a workshop page to strengthen the original pages of the forbidden manual."

Long Yan's mouth dropped open as he looked in absolute shock at his son, who in his eyes was only five years old. He even wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him. How could his son say something so easily that even ordinary ten-year-old children wouldn't understand?”"I also know that Fang Sheets are items that every practitioner above the level of a Xuan Shi must use. They are divided into ten different star levels. The success rate of absorbing a target varies depending on the star level. Moreover, each Fang Sheet can only be used once; once it fails, it becomes waste. Even if one successfully absorbs a capability from the target, it may not necessarily be the one the practitioner needs. After a Fang Sheet absorbs an ability, it cannot be transferred to someone else for use. Throughout the entire Hai Nei Continent, there is only one type of Fang Sheet that can be transferred and sold. That kind of Fang Sheet is called a God Fang Sheet. The materials needed to make it do not exist anywhere in the Hai Nei Continent; only the people in the Xuan Sect Palace know where to find them."

Long Qian rapidly recited all the knowledge he knew about Fang Sheets. His words struck Long Yan's heart like hammers, leaving Long Qian stunned, staring blankly at his son as if petrified. At this moment, shock was no longer enough to describe his feelings.

Long Qian said so much simply to make Long Yan understand that he was not a clueless five-year-old, because he could not bear to wait for his age to grow. Even if he waited another ten years, he would probably still appear as a child in Long Yan's eyes.

Since that was the case, it was better to be honest earlier, which would also allow him to gain more rights.

"The practitioners who make Fang Sheets are called Page Artisans. To become a Page Artisan, one must possess Zhixuan Qi. According to the genetic rules of practitioners in the Hai Nei Continent, I must have Zhixuan Qi, and I might even simultaneously inherit Xuan Qi from my mother. But the chances of that are very low, so I never dared to wish for it. The most basic requirement for making Fang Sheets is to absorb an ability called 'Condensation' from a plant called Xuan Grass. As long as one has this ability and sufficient Xuan Qi, a Fang Sheet can be refined using the Ri Gang Stone."

After finishing this explanation, Long Qian let out a heavy breath. The action looked somewhat ridiculous for a five-year-old, but he no longer cared and directly stated his final request: "If I acquire the Forbidden Tome at six years old, and also successfully absorb Condensation from Xuan Grass, I want you to promise me that you will teach me how to make Fang Sheets! Moreover, you cannot stop me from going to Qingtian City in the future!"Long Linyuan listened to every word that Long Qian said, deep in his heart. No matter how much he was reluctant to believe it, the facts forced him to accept that his five-year-old son knew an unusually large amount.\n\nLong Yan looked at Long Qian with a somewhat complicated expression for a long time, then sighed lightly, turned back to the sofa, and after sitting down, asked in a slightly heavy tone: "When did you learn all these things?"\n\nThere was nothing to hide, so Long Qian replied truthfully: "Last year."\n\nLong Yan's lips trembled slightly. He realized that he needed to reassess his son, smiled, and asked: "So you hid it from me for a year? Do you have anything else you are hiding from me?"\n\nLong Qian was slightly stunned. He thought to himself that there were indeed many things he was hiding, but he knew he couldn't confess them to Long Yan at this time, so he shook his head and replied: "No more."\n\nLong Yan did not press further, but asked another question: "Do you understand all the things you mentioned before?"\n\nLong Qian nodded: "Of course I do."\n\nSuddenly, Long Yan laughed heartily, stood up, lifted Long Qian off the bench, placed him on the sofa, and praised him extremely happily: "Excellent! Understanding is good! So, in that case, my son really is a genius? As a father, I really am not very competent, not even realizing my son is a genius! Hahaha!" At that moment, Long Yan suddenly stopped laughing, looked at Long Qian very seriously, and asked: "I can agree to your request to teach you how to make a workshop page, but why were you thinking of going to Qingtian City?"\n\nBefore Long Qian could reply, Long Yan smiled ruefully and muttered: "What is lost is lost. I never intended to take those things back. Besides, I chose to give them up myself. I don't regret the things I have done."\n\nLong Qian directly replied: "You are lying. I don't believe that lost things cannot be taken back. Moreover, the people in Qingtian City will definitely not forget our presence. Even if we don't have such intentions, do the people in Qingtian City think the same way? There is a saying: 'If you want to cut the grass, you must remove the roots.'"Dragon Qian's words truly were not something a five-year-old should say, but given his previous statements about the Forbidden Tome, Long Yan, though surprised, could barely accept them. In truth, he knew very well the reasons Long Qian spoke of; he also wanted to reclaim everything that rightfully belonged to him. However, the underlying truth was not something Long Qian could understand.\ Long Yan let out a gentle sigh, stroked Long Qian's head with his hand, and said seriously, "Whether you can get it back or not isn't important. As long as you and your mother are safe, that's all that matters. You two are my greatest treasure. Those things in Qing Tian City, we don't need them. Moreover, I believe you will achieve even more than your father. Those things in Qing Tian City are really nothing in our Nanluo Kingdom, not to mention on the Continental Ocean."\ Long Qian had no words in reply. Long Yan might be right; Qing Tian City was just a small border town in Nanluo Kingdom. Even if the entire city belonged to the Old Long family, what significance did it have in Nanluo Kingdom or the Continental Ocean?\ Perhaps, one should set their sights farther? But no matter what, Long Qian could not forget everything Long Buren had done, and still firmly believed that he should go to Qing Tian City to see exactly what kind of place the Old Long family was.\ ****\ It was already very late. Long Yan seemed to have no intention of continuing, so Long Qian obediently went upstairs to his own room and began his necessary extreme training, hoping to perform better in the six-year-old elemental energy test.\ In the empty hall, Long Yan sat on the sofa with a somewhat complicated expression. Long Qian had surprised him greatly today, leaving him in a slightly dreamlike state for a while. His gaze wandered to the walls as he muttered to himself, "As a father, maybe I really am quite incompetent?" "Dummy, it's not that you're incompetent, it's that our baby is just too smart."\ An An, in a simple dress, slowly walked down from the second floor. Though she already had a five-year-old son, apart from her figure being slightly fuller, her face showed no signs of age. She walked gracefully to Long Yan's side, sat down beside him, and snuggled close to her husband, softly saying, "Dummy, it seems our baby has already grown up, much faster than we expected.""Long Yan gently stroked An'an's long hair and sighed, 'Yes, but I always feel it's happening too fast. It doesn't seem quite right this way.'

'Everyone has to grow up sooner or later, right?'

An'an smiled and said, then turned her head and looked seriously at her husband, asking, 'Mumu, can I take the baby out once?'

Long Yan knew what his wife meant by 'going out.' He hesitated for a moment, then asked with some concern, 'Isn't it too early?'

'Then, we'll wait until the baby is a bit older.'

An'an immediately changed her mind; she seemed to think she had been too hasty. Then, with some worry, she said, 'The baby seems to be doing some things behind our backs. I really don't know who teaches him.'

Long Yan asked with some surprise, 'You don't know who taught him either?'

An'an gently shook her head and said calmly, 'I haven't seen any strange people talk to the baby. I asked the people in the town, and they haven't seen anyone either. Though the baby's health seems to be getting better, I can't help worrying about whether something might happen to him.'

Long Yan gave a bitter smile and said self-deprecatingly, 'It's all my fault, being a useless father.'

'Don't say that.'

An'an smiled at Long Yan, holding his hand gently and said softly, 'You are the best father and the best husband in the world. That's what I think, and Qian'er thinks so too.'

'When Qian'er turns ten, you should take him back to see.'

Long Yan stood up, holding An'an's hand, and said. An'an gently nodded, said nothing more, and followed Long Yan back to the bedroom.

***** (Process omitted…)

After Long Yan and An'an had both fallen asleep for quite some time, Long Qian from the neighboring room quietly got up, took off his clothes, lay on the cold wooden floor, and once again began his exercise, or rather, his cultivation.

If someone were there to witness all this, they would absolutely not be able to believe that a person could endure such inhuman training, especially since this was a child little more than five years old."Lying on the ground, Long Qian had his eyes slightly open, but those eyes kept changing. At one moment they were full of perseverance, and the next moment they were empty and vacant. Along with the constant shifts in his beautiful black eyes, his body also made all sorts of strange movements. If these movements were performed by an ordinary person, no one could endure them!

Before long, the floor was covered in sweat. Under the faint moonlight, Long Qian, completely naked, looked as if his whole body was coated in oil, silently rolling on the ground, his limbs twisting and turning like a puppet…

-- Chapter Eleven End.