Night Without End-Chapter 9 - 6 Golden Age

Qin Ming's heart swelled with waves, could the "Method" that he was once told he could never master now be comprehended and fully integrated?

He returned from the wilderness, feeling as if there was a blaze within him, making even the cold of winter feel warm. His whole body felt powerfully strong, not an illusion. With a flick of his toes, he made the stone roller in the courtyard rise from the ground.

He leapt into the air, feeling a strong sense of suspension, and grabbed a handful of snow from the roof eaves.

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When he exhaled, the white breath shot out like a long spear carrying a massive amount of mist, bursting with a loud cracking sound.

Qin Ming breathed from his diaphragm with intense movements, his figure fluttering as he stirred up the snow from the ground into the air, causing goose down-like snow to fall again in the courtyard.

With one move, every part of his body followed, his arm struck horizontally, and all the fluttering snowflakes shattered.

His flesh became highly activated, his body hot, with silver patterns intertwining through his pores, bringing out a lot of sweat, as if purifying his body.

Qin Ming felt completely relaxed, his entire body enveloped in a faint silver light.

During "rebirth," such a scene was also rare.

He trained for a long time, consuming a great deal of energy, and only stopped when he truly felt tired.

Rebirth is a process, and Qin Ming believed he was changing, soon to fulfill his wish.

He didn't return to his room but sat quietly in the courtyard, letting the stirred snowflakes fall on his body, unafraid of the harsh cold, his body warm and cozy.

This was completely different from the past; when he first recovered from illness, he felt cold all over even wrapped in thick quilts by the fire.

Qin Ming closed his eyes and visualized himself, repeating the difficult movements he had just performed, training his Consciousness.

The recently subsided silver ripples surfaced again, his breath driven by his thoughts, continuously adjusting, becoming extraordinarily complex, hard to find a pattern.

Thought arose from the spirit, and energy moved with intention, making the flowing light on his body slightly brighter.

The courtyard quieted down, Qin Ming covered in snowflakes.

Until a long while later, he ceased all thoughts, completely emptying his mind.

Only when the silver light on his body completely disappeared did he slowly open his eyes, feeling the changes within himself, sure that a vigorous new power was growing inside.

Qin Ming easily lifted the more than two-hundred-pound millstone in the courtyard, then gently set it down again.

"Rebirth will probably be completed within two days," he was certain in his mind.

At that moment, he felt extremely hungry.

Qin Ming cooked a pot of mushroom soup, taking walnuts, almonds, and chestnuts as the main meal, and treating jujube and hawthorn as side dishes, enjoying his meal thoroughly.

After adequate rest, a new round of training began, he wanted to accelerate the "rebirth" process.

Qin Ming's movements were as explosive as a snapping bow, his hair like bursting thunder, stirring up all the snowflakes in the courtyard, his flesh becoming increasingly active.

Thus, he rested when tired, ate a feast of dried fruits when hungry, resumed training after regaining strength, his vigor surging from Shallow Night into the deep of night.

Before going to sleep, he washed with ice-cold water containing ice chips, feeling no cold, his tall body lean with tight muscles and smooth lines, his wet black hair with water droplets glowing under the Sun Stone's radiance, conveying a sense of strength.

During the night, he slept soundly without dreams, sinking into the deepest level of sleep, his body always filled with fresh vitality due to the accelerated rebirth.

The next day, Qin Ming's appetite greatly increased, eating up to seven meals.

The main reason was the enormous consumption needed for prenatal transformation.

Even the tastiest food became somewhat dull after many meals, especially since they were all dried goods, necessitating eating with hot water.

"Unfortunately, there aren't many mushrooms left to make fresh soup," Qin Ming regretted.

What made him frown was the shortage of stored food, which could only sustain one more day at this rate.

"Am I a food barrel? A half beast skin bag of dry goods only lasts for three days," Qin Ming murmured to himself.

The beneficial "Method" for rebirth couldn't stop, he was as still as a mountain when quiet, like an eagle striking the sky when in motion, the silver light emerging from his pores growing stronger.

He truly felt his physical condition strengthening, not instantly but gradually changing.

Qin Ming walked to one side of the small courtyard, attempting to lift both the upper and lower millstones together. With a sudden burst of strength, he moved them from their original spot.

Lu Ze just happened to push open the courtyard door and come in, staring agape.

"Xiao Qin, what is this..." He wore a surprised look, feeling sorry for Qin Ming yesterday, thinking he would miss the golden age of rebirth, but witnessed such a scene today.

In the neighboring courtyard, separated by a wall, Liang Wanqing hearing the noise also came over, and was stunned when she found out what happened.

"Just like the sick boy from the neighboring village, freshly reborn and able to lift more than four hundred pounds of heavy objects." Lu Ze sincerely felt happy for Qin Ming.

"Rebirthing in the golden age, Xiao Qin really did it," Liang Wanqing said, considering the years, he was the first in Shuangshu Village.

"Uncle, you're amazing!" Wen Rui also ran over, her big eyes sparkling as she looked up at him, her little face full of admiration.

"I feel the changes from rebirth are still ongoing," Qin Ming said.

He already realized that the time would exceed his initial estimate, far from finished.

Liang Wanqing wore a shocked expression, "In our region, even rebirthing in the golden age, after stabilization, carrying around five hundred pounds is the limit, Xiao Qin might not reach it, right?"

"They say, in that bright city far away, there's a youth who can carry six hundred pounds," Lu Ze said, eager to know what heights Qin Ming's rebirth changes would reach after completion.

Suddenly, a clamorous noise came from the street.

Liang Wanqing went out and soon came back, saying, "Granny Zhou from the Zhou family is not doing well."

Qin Ming had seen her on the road yesterday, recalling her thin body, pale face lacking blood color, her condition indeed seemed very off.

"What's the reason?" Lu Ze asked.

Liang Wanqing sighed, "It's said that she has eaten too little food recently. Coupled with her already poor health, problems arose."

Qin Ming and Lu Ze came to the street and learned the details.

Granny Zhou's son had gone out a while ago, but he didn't bring back any food and came back severely injured, with a broken right arm.

This winter, every household is short of food. With the head of the household injured, Granny Zhou was deeply worried. She would quietly save the food meant for herself daily and take only a little to fill her stomach.

By the time Qin Ming and Lu Ze entered the house, many people had already gathered in the Zhou family's courtyard. They saw Granny Zhou motionless; her face was pale yellow, and she had passed away.

Two children were crying on their knees, loudly calling out to their grandmother.

Before her death, Granny Zhou had told them where she had hidden some food, like sweet potatoes and hard cold buns in a bamboo basket under the snow.

The nuts Qin Ming had given her, she had not eaten even one.

It was only today that her family learned she had been frugal, saving her own rations as much as possible out of worry that her seriously injured son, Zhou Changyu, wouldn't be able to bring back food again. Fearing her grandchildren would go hungry, she preferred to eat less or not at all.

Knowing the truth, Zhou Changyu's heart broke. This man, nearly thirty years old, covered in tears, angrily slapped his own face, calling himself useless and unfilial for not realizing this sooner.

His wife was also kneeling there, crying loudly.

Many people in the courtyard sighed. In such hard times, the entire area is affected by the disaster, lacking clothing and food, making life difficult.

Qin Ming felt choked up. He remembered Granny Zhou, who two days ago had pale skin and tremblingly tried to stuff some sweet potato chips into his hands.

He now realized those were from her daily secretly saved rations.

Such a good old lady had passed away, and Qin Ming stood silently for a long time.

After the Shallow Night ended, people gradually left the courtyard. Qin Ming returned, carrying a cloth bag with five pounds of nuts, and handed it to Zhou Changyu to convey his condolences.

"Brother Qin!" Zhou Changyu, eyes red, wanted to refuse, knowing how difficult it was now to find food in the wild.

Qin Ming placed it in his hands, insisting he keep it, then turned and left.

It was very late, but the cries from the Zhou family were still audible.

Qin Ming sat in the pitch-dark courtyard. Others had relatives to cry for, but his own, those few unclear faces in his heart, were becoming even more blurred. He feared he would one day completely forget them, without a trace of memory.

In this cold winter night, he looked up at the pitch-black sky, lost in thought for a long time, feeling an indescribable loneliness.

In his heart, there was a faint lamp and blurry figures. He wanted to get closer to see them clearly, but he could never reach those faded childhood memories.

Suddenly, a palpable and oppressive aura hit him, making Qin Ming's body tense instantly. In the pitch-black sky where one couldn't see the hand in front of them, two golden lanterns appeared, mysterious and intimidating!

Then, the calm winter night turned into a fierce windy storm; snow on the ground surged up, and the roof seemed like it was about to be lifted, shaking violently.

The black abyss-like night sky, with those golden lanterns sweeping across, brought fierce gusts of wind creating an intense oppressive feeling, almost suffocating!

Qin Ming's pupils constricted; he speculated it must be a High-Level Creature, immense and unbelievable, flapping its wings as if clouds covered the sky, passing over Shuangshu Village.

The golden lanterns were its eyes; as it moved away, the sudden storm quickly weakened and then dissipated.

Village stirred, many people came out, talking about it.

Older people who had experienced similar events, although solemn, informed the younger generation not to panic; it was likely a High-Level Creature just passing through.

After returning from the streets, Qin Ming sat in the courtyard for a long time, staring at the endless night sky.

The night enveloped the earth, blocking paths to distant places, making this world more mysterious. Waves rose in his heart, and he was eager to go out and look around the vast expanse of land.

Finally, he firmly stood up and practiced a specific set of movements he remembered most clearly from childhood.

Even with a persistent thought, one must have the strength.

Gradually, a robust force of rebirth emerged in his body, with a thin mist of light appearing on his body surface.

Long after, he felt an unprecedented sense of hunger. The transformation of rebirth had not stopped but seemed even more intense.

Qin Ming had a pile of dry food prepared with hot water, but it wasn't filling enough.

When he thought about the Black Mountain Goat at Yang Yongqing's house at the village entrance and authentic squirrels, he couldn't help swallowing saliva.

He really wanted to eat meat, just thinking about it seemed like he could smell the rich aroma; he realized his body was sending a message that it needed certain nourishments.

It was only after eating another pile of nuts that the intense craving slowly subsided.

"It seems, after the next Shallow Night, I must go into the mountains again," he thought, needing to respond to his body's calls and ensure nothing went wrong with the rebirth.

Indeed, after giving the Zhou family five pounds of dry goods, his own stockpile was not very abundant.

A dreamless night passed, and Qin Ming woke up very early. Despite feeling hungry, he was full of energy. He felt that the continuous transformations of rebirth until now likely allowed him to lift more than five hundred pounds.

"The most important thing is, the rebirth is still ongoing." He was quite looking forward to it, wondering what level he would ultimately reach.

He began to move his limbs.

Then, Qin Ming stretched his back, first bowing, then violently arching backwards, his spine forming an exaggerated crescent arc, creating popping sounds along the way up, with his flesh trembling intensely.

Starting from the tailbone, yang energy started to emerge, climbing along the spine to the head.

Qin Ming felt a tingling sensation, as if electrified, his pores fully opened, his body warm and covered by yang energy.

Simultaneously, a layer of silver light appeared on his body, clearer than before.

Undoubtedly, this significantly advanced the rebirth process!

Before Shallow Night fully arrived, Qin Ming was already outside the village. As various nuts no longer sufficed for his needs, his appetite seemed insatiable.

When he thought of Rock Sheep, Night Deer, Black Feathered Pheasant being put over a campfire, dripping fat onto the charcoal, he couldn't resist anymore, his saliva dripping; he sped up, almost rushing into the dense forests outside.