Chapter 2: Huang Longtian

Georges stood in a sea of green grass, the heat of the sun was shining down on him as he breathed in deeply, feeling life pulsing around him. 

He could already tell that this wasn't Earth; it was likely a world where only the strong survived and thrived—a cultivation world where danger and fortune went hand in hand. 

Though he couldn't be certain, his extensive experience in the Primordial Origin Library led him to believe it was a cultivation world.

After all, he hadn't spent 100,000 years in the library studying cultivation-related books for nothing, no ? 

So, he was 99% certain that he was in a cultivation world.

"Hm, since I've been transferred to another world, it wouldn't make sense to keep a name like Georges Richard," Georges stroked his forehead. "It would be awkward and out of place. I should probably change my name. When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

"Huang Longtian," he murmured to himself. The more he repeated the name, the more he liked it. It felt powerful, incorporating the chinese characters for "Emperor," "Heaven," and "Dragon."

Since he wasn't sure if he could return to his previous world. This new name would symbolize his fresh start in this new world.

Finished with naming himself, Huang Longtian began to move through the forest. As he walked, he marveled at the world around him. 

Towering trees swayed, their movements taunting the wind. 

The air, thick with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers and the buzz of unseen insects, pulsed with life. 

It was a stark, almost overwhelming contrast to the calm stillness of the Primordial Origin Library.

However, Huang Longtian stayed cautious. Despite the world's allure, he knew it could mask hidden dangers, and risks were present here as well.

He was not that naive. He was in an unknown forest and lacking any cultivation. He was vulnerable to both beasts and humans. 

Therefore, he couldn't help but to remain extremely cautious. From his novels reading, he knew that he couldn't afford to take risks when his life was at stake.

'Should I sense the Spiritual Qi while walking? Even without cultivation, I could use formation spells for protection.' Huang Longtian pressed on, his steps taking him deeper into the forest.

With that in mind, Huang Longtian closed his eyes and focused on sensing the Spiritual Qi around him.

However, he didn't let it distract him. Knowing his location well, he was determined to quickly acquire some self-protection methods.

He had to protect himself or he would die a doggy death.

Huang Longtian wasn't sure if the Primordial Origin Library had altered his body, but he could recall all 100,000 years spent there as if it were just yesterday.

Gradually, Huang Longtian began to extend his awareness through his body and the Spiritual Qi flowing around him.

Sssssh…

His heart raced, and he felt a thrilling rush of Spiritual Qi coursing through him. The latter surged through his meridians, skin, and bones, invigorating him.

It was an incredibly pleasant sensation, like bathing in a holy, purifying pool. It felt familiar, yet elusive and indescribable.

In the Primordial Origin Library, he had become accustomed to absorbing and managing Spiritual Qi, but in this new world, the sensation was strikingly different.

The Spiritual Qi here was far denser than anything he had experienced within the protective walls of the Primordial Origin Library.

'Should I try cultivating right here? No, I shouldn't. It would probably attract too much attention…'

Huang Longtian didn't act recklessly, despite his excitement to test the formidable cultivation methods he had acquired.

He understood that his cultivation methods could provoke special manifestations. Specifically the one he had already chosen to cultivate, potentially drawing unwanted attention from unfriendly parties.

Cultivation worlds were filled with obvious dangers and hidden threats, so he was cautious not to attract unnecessary attention or enemies.

If he were captured by a powerful cultivator, he might have to sacrifice nearly everything to save himself, making it not worth the risk.

Silently like a true hunter, Huang Longtian went through the forest as he continued absorbing Spiritual Qi. 

He was acutely aware of the dangers posed by various wild beasts—some he could defeat, others were lethal. Moving cautiously and skillfully, he remained vigilant of both the powerful and the weak, ready to face any encounter.

The trees creaked in the biting wind, their branches swaying, while faint growls echoed ominously in the distance.

Huang Longtian's heightened awareness was evident in his vigilance and intense focus on his surroundings.

He knew he needed to be ten times sharper and more cautious than average, as even a momentary lapse could cost him his life.

As Huang Longtian was walking through the forest, he encountered  a small group of people. 

He was surprised—they were Elves!

Standing at the core of the group was a stunning young woman whose beauty could only be compared to an angel's. 

Her ears were pointy, as her hair silver and blue eyes shimmered with a captivating depth. Her movements—elegant—she appeared just like a princess. 

She wore exquisite cultivator robes that accentuated her ethereal grace, adding to her enchanting presence. Following her, several men that seemed to be her bodyguards. 

The moment when Huang Longtian approached the group, having left the narrow circle, he suddenly felt that group were tensing. 

The men glanced at him and clenched their weapons as tension arose within the forest. 

A tall, menacing man with pointed ears glared at him with pure hatred.

"What do you want? Who are you, and what are you doing here?" the aggressive-looking man demanded, his tone a mix of nervousness and menace.

Appearing expressionless, Huang Longtian looked directly into his eyes. 

"I came into the forest searching for some herbs and ended up lost. I mean no harm."

The young woman's eyebrows raised. 

The group was stunned. How did this foolish human get lost in the Fallen Desolate Forest?

The aggressive man's eyes narrowed dangerously. "What a convenient story. Your origins are suspicious, and you might be an assassin sent to kill my young miss. We can't take any chances."

Huang Longtian's eyes gleamed with cold intensity.

'Did this man intend to kill him?'

The Primordial Origin Library had sharpened his senses, allowing him to easily detect the man's killing intent.

However, at that moment, the young woman stepped forward, instantly drawing everyone's attention. 

"That's enough, Yu." She took few steps, her gaze cold and commanding. "We have no evidence he's a threat. Even if he were, a normal human couldn't possibly harm me."

After what could have been a long pause, Yu shifted his gaze from Huang Longtian and his young miss. "But, Young Miss Leng—" 

Young Miss Leng raised a hand, signaling that she no longer wished to hear him.

She turned to Huang Longtian, her cold gaze, penetrating yet strangely gentle. "You are welcome to join us, but as we're in tight position, you will probably encounter danger if travel with us."

Huang Longtian glanced at Young Miss Leng, surprised. 'How does she have that? Interesting, very interesting...'

Reflecting on her words, Huang Longtian realized they held no deceit. With no clear direction or knowledge of this world, accepting her offer seemed the most prudent choice.

"Thank you," he replied. "I will accompany you."

Yu's face twisted in anger. "Young Miss Leng, you can't be serious! This man could be a spy or worse. We have a duty to protect you, and taking such a risk isn't prudent!"

Young Miss Leng heard his voice but ignored him, her attention fixed solely on Huang Longtian. "What is your name?" she asked, her voice icy.

"Huang," Huang Longtian smiled at her. "My name is Huang Longtian."