A Whole New World

The whole world has changed quite a bit in the time that I had slumbered, and I am unable to recognize any of the landmarks below from high above in the sky.

Not that it really matters because my eyes can discern the natural flows of the world's energy, allowing me to pinpoint the exact location where vast amount of Qi gathers.

I have found several spots fairly easily, but they do not match my specific requirements. This is because I am trying to establish the most perfect foundations. Therefore, not any spots will do.

I still memorize those spots, however. They might come in handy in the future.

Other than looking out for what I need, I have noticed a few Kingdoms and Empires here and there. In the old era, no Kingdoms or Empires exist within this region due to the existence of my sect. Sects are quite territorial, and without their expressed consent, no Kingdoms or Empires could be formed.

But my information is kind of out of date. A billion years out of date.

And it does feel like I have just been transmigrated into a completely brand-new world. Is that a good or a bad thing? Well, at least my overwhelming experience and knowledge can still be of use.

It is not like everything has changed in the time that I was gone.

My divine aura eventually fades, causing me to lose my altitude. I decide to glide instead of channeling more divine energy from my power storage ring.

It has been a while since I skydive without a care for anything, and the sense of falling makes me feel wonderfully alive.

The growling in my stomach does that too, and I realize that I am fucking starving. I have not eaten in a billion years. If I was still the Divine Emperor, I would not need to eat. Although I still do since feasting is just one of those little joys life has to offer.

I flex my arms and unfolds my long sleeves, spreading them wide to emulate glider wings. My divine-class robe has a lot of features built into it, mostly ingenuities from my old world. Just like my handguns and a whole lot of other things in my vast arsenals of fuck-you weapons.

Unfortunately, those weapons are not really as useful at higher cultivation realms, but I still keep them around since they remind me of what I truly am. Good thing too since they sure come in handy now.

As soon as I reach the ground, I pull upwards and straight into the sky. At that point, I retrieve both of my hands and fold my robe, allowing me to fall straight onto the ground. I bend my knees at the instant of impact, elongating the contact time and distributing the forces equally. These are just little reflexes that I have honed over the countless years in this world.

The people of this world has paid very little to the underlying of physics. It is in their mindset, narrowed mindset. Thus, the technology progress is exceedingly slot to the point that it might as well be frozen in time. But then again, why would the people here need to invent anything when they can cultivate and become Gods?

Honestly, I could debate for years about the pros and cons of technological advancement. How it can perfectly integrate into society, boosting productivity and efficiency, but I am not going to. I've actually already debated about that long ago, and I am not going to repeat myself.

Besides, I am fucking hungry, and I immediately scan the surrounding for any sort of animals.

I instantly tag over a dozen of them with some being powerful beasts. Beasts are just animals capable of cultivation. Some are innately magical in nature, thus grow naturally stronger over time while others must actively practice a cultivation method.

Beasts tends to be much more intelligent than mundane animals. Some are even capable of speaking in human languages. Beasts that have reached a higher stage of cultivation can even take on humanoid form.

There are also demonic beasts, which are quite dangerous. But they shouldn't be here in this relatively tiny region of the world unless someone introduces them for kicks and laughs. Someone being the old me because I was bored.

Anyway, that is all in the past, and I am not as bored as before. I take out a crossbow to go hunting, as there is no need for guns when hunting just mindless animals. I do mean animals.

Beasts taste disgusting, and the only real reason any cultivators hunt them is for their core, which can be used in many things or consumed outright to boost cultivation level.

Speaking of which, there are a couple group of people roaming in the woods. They are hunting beasts from what I could tell. I will leave them be as long as they do not bother my hunt.

The Eyes of the Beholders makes the hunt super easy. My enchanted crossbow as well, as it will never miss a shot. It will always hit its target no matter what. Thus, within a handful of minutes, I have hunt down every animal insight.

And one beast. On purpose since it has gotten in my way. Since its meat is disgusting and I have really no use of its core, I just left its corpse there. Judging from the numerous wounds on its body, someone was hunting it.

"How dare you kill what is mine!?" questioned a new comer. His entourage is with him, and I give each one of them including the new comer a glance – just to discern their names. Also, their gradings.

0 – 0 – 0 – 9 (nice) – 0.

"Anything that dare to get in my way will be massacred without exception," I answer and continue to skin the rabbit-looking animal with a small army knife. I have already got a campfire going nearby for some nice roasting.

"Do you know who this grandfather is? He is Shao Nianzu, a 3-stars Beast Tamer and 4-stars Gourmet Hunter! Show some respects!" one of the followers speaks up. His name is Lin Gang.

I roll my eyes at that. "Only 3-stars? I have a billion-stars Beast Tamer and Gourmet Hunter, and I am your great, great, great, great times a billion grandfather. Prostate before me or I will paint the ground with your bloods."

"You! You are courting death!" Shao Nianzu calls out and pulls out his sword, readying to chastise me or some shit like that. Like I have said, new era, same old young masters and their bitches.

"Your mother is courting death for not beating some respects into you," I snort and raise my crossbow and fire, "and you bring a fucking sword to a bolt fight, you idiot."

The bolt lances out and strikes Shao Nianzu right through the chest, piercing whatever protection and armor that he has without even slowing down.