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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed. For ordinary people on Earth, two years can feel quite long, but for Jiang Chen, it was merely a brief moment.
In these two years, Jiang Chen's strength advanced significantly. He not only solidified his previous mastery of various Dao attributes but also established foundations in five new ones: Stone, Earth, Snow, Air, and Sound. Along with the fourteen Dao attributes he had previously mastered—Water, Fire, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Ice, Flower, Grass, Tree, Insect, Bird, Fish, and Beast—Jiang Chen had now laid the foundation for a total of nineteen Dao attributes.
These nineteen Dao attributes were the same ones he had mastered in his past life. Because he was so familiar with them from before, establishing their foundations in this life was remarkably easy. Each of these Dao attributes represented a fundamental aspect of the universe and could give rise to many phenomena.
One day, in an uninhabited valley on the Tibet Plateau, Jiang Chen soared into the sky on his sword and flew until he reached a small county town where he finally came to a stop. His phone had been out of charge for two years and was dead; after charging it up again, he called his godparents and Teacher Gong.
His godparents had been quite worried during these two years. The Jiang Bao family and Zhou Rongli had no son of their own; thus, they treated their godson Jiang Chen as if he were their own child.
“Xiao Chen,” Zhou Rongli said with a mix of joy and frustration, “didn’t you say you would be in seclusion for just a year? It’s been over two years now! The New Year is approaching; you need to come back soon.”
“Mom, when I’m in seclusion, I don’t keep track of time. You really don’t need to worry,” Jiang Chen replied with a smile. Hearing the concern in his godmother’s voice warmed his heart. “By the way, how have you both been these past two years?”
“We're fine! Just a bit worried about you. Next time you go into seclusion, try not to take so long,” Zhou Rongli said earnestly.
“Alright, I promise,” Jiang Chen replied readily.
At the same time, he began to formulate plans in his mind. Now that he had emerged from seclusion, it was time for him to find a blessed land where he could cultivate in peace without having to run around everywhere.
Jiang Chen then called Teacher Gong, Zhuyong, Old Qin, Qin Xiaoya, Lin Yin, and others. They were all very happy to hear that Jiang Chen had come out of seclusion and expressed their worries over the past two years.
After finishing his calls, Jiang Chen continued eating in the restaurant. Although he had been protected by Spiritual Energy during his two-year seclusion in the valley, his clothes had faded somewhat. He looked somewhat like a vagabond; if he hadn’t shaved and tidied himself up before leaving seclusion, he might have even been kicked out of the restaurant.
While Jiang Chen was eating, a sudden commotion at the entrance caught his attention as a group of over ten young people burst into the restaurant. They appeared to be wealthy second-generation heirs from domestic families who had come to Tibet for a self-driving tour.
Jiang Chen glanced at them casually before returning his focus to his meal. The restaurant was roadside and exuded a distinct Tibetan flavor; it made sense that passersby would choose to eat here.
The group split into two tables: one for bodyguards and another for the rich heirs. The table of heirs was right next to Jiang Chen's. There were five of them—three men and two women.
“Brother Wu,” one slightly overweight heir wearing glasses asked impatiently while looking at another heir who wore sunglasses and sported a crew cut that made him look quite strong and handsome. “How far are we from Sacred Mountain? I’m feeling some altitude sickness; if we go any further down this road, I might not make it.”
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