David Wright's eyes blinked rapidly. His mother had passed away early, and he had been raised single-handedly by his father since childhood. In his heart, his father was a towering figure, and his craftsmanship was renowned for dozens of miles around. But only today did he realize that, compared to the secret techniques passed down in the The Wright Family family, this level of skill was nothing at all.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and vast; in the great world, there is nothing too strange." Charles Wright's voice sounded oddly ethereal: "The world we live in is just one among the countless worlds, and our The Wright Family ancestors were originally a noble family from another world. Later, the family declined, and someone coveted the family tome, so our ancestor brought the heirloom tome and, through the Great Array of Shifting Stars, came to this world and settled down ever since."

David Wright's eyes widened. He only half-understood these words, but he did grasp one thing.

The The Wright Family ancestors were not originally mountain folk. Perhaps, they were similar to those well-dressed city people who came from afar to buy special furniture from their family.

"Dad, have you ever been to our ancestral home?" David Wright asked curiously.

"No, I was born and raised here. I know every blade of grass and tree in this place. This is my true home." Charles Wright's gaze shifted, and then he gave a bitter smile: "Actually, even if I wanted to go back and trace our roots, it would be impossible."

"Why?"

"Because we simply don't have the qualifications to pass through the Great Array of Shifting Stars."

"What is the Great Array of Shifting Stars?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know either?"

"No."

"If you don't know, then how do you know we can't pass through it?"

"Because that's what your grandfather told me."

"Then how did Grandpa know?"

"Your great-grandfather told your grandfather."

"And great-grandpa..."

"Stop!" A faint black line appeared on Charles Wright's face as he waved his hand forcefully and said, "Anyway, these words have been passed down from generation to generation. And the ancestors left a command: if any descendant of the family succeeds in martial cultivation, they can inherit the family tome." He said seriously, "You are the only one in several generations of our The Wright Family to have a talent for martial arts, so now I am handing these things over to you. As for how much you can learn, that depends on your own fate."

David Wright nodded. Although he hadn't gotten the answers he wanted, he didn't dare contradict his father any further.

After closing the wooden box, he suddenly asked, "Dad, if I didn't have a talent for martial arts, would you not have given this to me?"

Charles Wright chuckled and said, "These things would be yours sooner or later anyway. But if you didn't have a talent for martial arts, then after I die, these things would still be yours."

Only then did David Wright smile with satisfaction, his eyes nearly squinting into slits.

Finally, Charles Wright reminded him, "Remember, this is the heirloom tome of our The Wright Family. In the future, apart from your own children and grandchildren, you must not let anyone else know about it—not even your future wife."

David Wright replied carelessly, for him, such matters were still a long way off.

Chapter 9: The Use of Pork

Back in his own room, David Wright eagerly took out the books.

He had no idea what material these three books were made of. The pages were as thin as cicada wings, yet tough and indestructible—even if he tried to tear them with force, he couldn't damage them at all.

Casually opening the first book and skimming through it for a while, he realized it was a book introducing the world's flora and fauna. However, what amazed him was that the things described in it were bizarre and unheard of—he had never seen or even heard of them before.

On the first page was an illustration of a blooming flower, entirely indigo blue, as clear and bright as crystal. The description below was even more incredible, making one doubt whether such things could really exist.

Fourfold Water Narcissus, traces can be found throughout the great world; a mature Water Narcissus possesses four powerful water-based abilities...

The following descriptions became even more fantastical, just like the powers possessed by immortals in fairy tales.

After flipping through for a while, David Wright finally lost patience.

Of the three books, the first was undoubtedly the thickest and most content-rich, introducing at least ten thousand different plants and animals. But after just a cursory glance, he knew this book was basically useless to him.

The things described inside were so strange and rare that he probably wouldn't encounter even one of them in his entire life.

The second book, on the other hand, was about mechanisms and traps, with techniques that were mysterious and unpredictable. The things described in it were hard to believe.

According to the book, as long as you had enough materials and skill, you could create powerful mechanical men—these mechanical men could even split mountains and rocks, stir rivers and seas, fly through the sky and burrow through the earth, and perform all sorts of incredible feats.

When he saw this, David Wright simply flipped past it.

Although he was fascinated, he also knew that this was definitely not something he could tinker with.