Ethan Brooks thus realized that, without even noticing, two days and two nights had already passed.

He had actually relied on the "Nine Luminaries Heavenly Wheel" to cultivate for so long without eating or sleeping, no wonder he was forced to wake from his immersion due to hunger.

"Take me to see Grandpa."

"Yes, this servant will lead the way."

……

The Hundred Herbs Garden of the The Brooks Family.

"Grandson greets Grandpa!"

As soon as Ethan Brooks arrived and saw Cameron Brooks sitting upright in his wheelchair, pretending to be calm, he squatted down and said with a bright smile, "For seventeen years, it’s all thanks to Grandpa’s careful care that I was able to get through without too many setbacks and live safely."

The maid had nagged so much that he naturally knew the one most cherished by the The Brooks Family was the old man before him.

The old master Cameron Brooks carefully examined his grandson before him, his expression complicated, wanting to speak but hesitating.

"What’s wrong, Grandpa? Your grandson has truly awakened—aren’t you happy?" Ethan Brooks asked in surprise.

"Mr. Ning told me that the reason I had a high fever and fell into a coma was because of a red turtle bloodworm. But the one who actually dealt with that poisonous worm was you, not him. So can you tell me, what exactly is going on?"

At this point, a look of unbearable pain suddenly appeared in Cameron Brooks’s eyes. "Tell me honestly, is my grandson... already gone from this world? And you are just some evil spirit, accidentally summoned by a soul-calling ritual, who has taken over my grandson’s body?!"

The immense grief, like chains as heavy as mountains, wrapped around him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

No wonder he thought this way, because after Ethan Brooks woke up, the intelligence he displayed and the means by which he refined the red turtle bloodworm were just too strange, too unbelievable.

Naturally, this made him suspect that his grandson had died, and now someone else was inhabiting his grandson’s body.

Even if his grandson was dull and slow to understand, he was still his grandson.

If some soul had seized and occupied his grandson’s body, no matter how smart or wise, it would not be his grandson anymore.

"Grandpa, I am Ethan Brooks!"

Ethan Brooks answered firmly and decisively, then, under his stunned gaze, knelt before his wheelchair, holding the back of his hand resting on the armrest, and sincerely explained, "Your grandson, from childhood to now, has been muddle-headed and slow-witted for a reason."

"What reason?"

"In fact, it’s because a master took a liking to me early on and secretly taught me the path of cultivation. It’s just that his cultivation method is special, and he is not on our Qianxuan Continent, so I was kept in that muddled state in order to break the spatial distance barrier, allowing him to use his unique soul arts to teach me cultivation knowledge."

Having already made up his mind, Ethan Brooks earnestly spun a huge lie, fabricating a master who didn’t exist at all.

"What? There’s actually such a bizarre way to teach cultivation in this world?" Cameron Brooks was suddenly moved.

"There are countless ways to cultivate. Soul arts that can break the spatial limits of the three continents certainly exist." Ethan Brooks spoke confidently. "My master never mentioned his background or sect, and I don’t know what level he’s at. I only know that he should be in seclusion somewhere on the Extinction Continent all year round."

"His three souls—heaven, earth, and human—all have independent intelligence and consciousness, which allows him to teach me and impart many cultivation techniques and alchemy knowledge even while in seclusion."

"The reason I suddenly awakened now, with all three souls complete, is because my master sensed someone wanted to harm me. So he temporarily stopped teaching me and let me wake from seventeen years of cultivation to deal with the current trouble."

Ethan Brooks explained to the old master the story he had prepared before coming.

"Extinction Continent, such strange soul arts—could your master be..." Cameron Brooks couldn’t help but shiver, naturally associating it with the cultivators of the Demon Palace and Monster Hall in the terrifying northern forbidden lands, a place even the three great sects of Tianyuan Continent dare not easily enter.

The most brutal and terrifying evil cultivators in the vast world almost all come from there.

Ethan Brooks nodded slightly. "Although my master never said so, I suspect he’s from there."

"Ah!" Cameron Brooks was shocked and quickly said, "You must never tell a second person about this! Cultivators from the forbidden lands are the most evil and wicked in the world. You absolutely cannot let anyone know your master is from there!"

"I understand, of course." Ethan Brooks gave a wry smile, then said, "Grandpa, I need some herbs from the family to refine some pills to aid my cultivation."

"Don’t just say what the family has—even if we don’t have it, I can help you buy it from elsewhere!" Cameron Brooks said sternly.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Ethan Brooks laughed.

"You’re my grandson, there’s no need to thank me." Cameron Brooks was greatly comforted, and in turn grabbed his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Yesterday your fiancée came by. She said that people from the Cold Yin Sect have quietly arrived in Darkmoon City. She hopes that I will take the initiative to dissolve the engagement, and she will explain it to the Cold Yin Sect."

"I knew long ago that the Cold Yin Sect was secretly causing trouble in Darkmoon City!" Ethan Brooks snorted coldly. "Grandpa, did you agree to her request?"