Reincarnation of a Super Genius Cultivator

Episode 2

Outside Chen Xuan's house, a group of people stood before the entrance. The leader was a young man of 17 years, his face somewhat handsome, yet etched with arrogance. He stared at Chen Xuan's residence, a cunning smirk playing on his lips.

The youth was Chen Oyu, the eighth prince. The son of Consort Jia Lin, his talent in cultivation was unremarkable. However, he was known for his arrogance and self-importance. He was once a mere follower in Chen Xuan's shadow. But recently, he had gained the support of the fourth prince, emboldening his already haughty demeanor.

The door to the residence opened, and Lin Sua stepped out. Her gaze fell upon Chen Oyu, and she asked coldly, "Eighth Prince, what is the meaning of this?"

Chen Oyu smiled and said dismissively, "Consort Lin, my mother has taken a liking to this pavilion and requests that you and your son relocate to the Han Pavilion. The King has also consented to this arrangement, so I have come to request that you move immediately."

Lin Sua frowned. She had anticipated this turn of events but didn't expect it to come so soon. They couldn't possibly move today; her son had just regained consciousness, and his physique was still frail.

"Very well, Xuan'er and I will pack our belongings and move to the Han Pavilion tomorrow," Lin Sua said.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that won't be possible, Consort Lin. My mother insists that you move today!" Chen Oyu shook his head, the mocking smile on his lips widening.

"But-" Lin Sua began to argue, but Chen Xuan's voice cut her off from behind.

"Mother, let's move today."

Chen Xuan emerged from the pavilion, his steps slightly unsteady. His head still swam with dizziness. Although his soul originated from the past and was incredibly potent, his new physical body was still recovering from injuries and lingering aftereffects.

"Xuan'er," Lin Sua rushed to Chen Xuan's side, her face etched with worry, supporting him as he walked.

"I'm alright, Mother. Let's go." Chen Xuan smiled reassuringly and urged his mother forward.

Without another word, Lin Sua carefully assisted Chen Xuan, guiding him away.

As they passed Chen Oyu's group, Chen Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He continued walking as if they didn't exist.

Chen Xuan's indifference angered Chen Oyu. He yearned to see fear and anger in Chen Xuan's eyes, a stark contrast to the calmness he currently displayed. It puzzled him.

Turning back, Chen Oyu called out to the departing Chen Xuan, "It seems the ninth prince's wounds have healed. But next time, I'll make sure you won't walk again."

"You seem quite proud of yourself. Why didn't you possess this arrogance three years ago?" Chen Xuan remarked casually, continuing his departure.

Chen Oyu's face darkened at Chen Xuan's words, reopening old wounds. Three years ago, Chen Xuan was the undisputed number one genius, admired by all. No one dared to be arrogant in his presence. Chen Oyu, in the face of such genius, could only be a sycophantic follower, doing everything he could to please Chen Xuan. This was the root of his deep resentment towards Chen Xuan after his loss of cultivation talent.

"You're nothing but a good-for-nothing trash. That glory is in the past. Now, you're just a waste, unworthy of standing before me, Chen Oyu. Just you wait. When the coming-of-age ceremony arrives, I will teach you a lesson you won't forget!" Chen Oyu glared at Chen Xuan's retreating figure, his voice dripping with venom.

"I'll be waiting!"

Chen Xuan and Lin Sua slowly disappeared from view, leaving only a faint voice echoing in the air.

"Your Highness, Chen Xuan dares to insult you. Should we..." One of Chen Oyu's subordinates made a throat-slitting gesture, suggesting they silence Chen Xuan permanently.

"There's no need. Although Chen Xuan is now trash, he's still a prince. If anything were to happen to him within the palace walls, the King would undoubtedly investigate, and we'll be held accountable." Chen Oyu shook his head, his gaze fixed on the spot where Chen Xuan vanished.

"There are only two months left until the strength assessment, and Chen Xuan is bound to fail. By then, the King will be utterly disappointed and strip Chen Xuan of his prince title. Then, it won't be too late to teach him a lesson!"

Meanwhile, after navigating through winding corridors, Chen Xuan and Lin Sua finally reached the Han Pavilion. It was a dilapidated and neglected dwelling, previously inhabited by servants long gone.

As they stepped inside the shabby and dusty house, Lin Sua sighed. "Xuan'er, I'm sorry. It's all because your mother is incapable..."

Chen Xuan shook his head. "It's not your fault, Mother. It's because your son is unworthy. If I were still the genius I used to be, who would dare to humiliate us?" His expression turned resolute. "But don't worry, Mother. At the coming-of-age ceremony, I will silence them all and restore our former glory."

Witnessing her son's determination, Lin Sua suppressed another sigh, fearing it would dampen his spirits.

Chen Xuan retreated to his room to commence his cultivation. According to his estimations, the coming-of-age ceremony would be held in two months. Before the ceremony, there would be a strength assessment, an annual event to evaluate the cultivation progress of the younger generation under twenty years old.

To pass the assessment, one had to possess the strength of at least the seventh stage of the Body Tempering Realm. Based on the original owner's cultivation speed, he could advance two stages within a year, a feat that earned him the title of the number one genius. But now, Chen Xuan's cultivation realm was merely at the third stage of the Body Tempering Realm. Reaching the seventh stage in a mere two months seemed like an impossible task for ordinary individuals. However, Chen Xuan was far from ordinary. For him, nothing was impossible.

He slowly closed his eyes and began absorbing Qi. Faint, white-colored clouds of energy rushed into Chen Xuan's body through his meridians, converging in his dantian. The speed was astonishing. If anyone from the Chen clan were to witness this phenomenon, they would be utterly astounded.

Time flew by. Half a day had passed when Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a frown creasing his forehead.

"With the Red Lotus Fire's assistance, my cultivation speed has indeed increased significantly. At this rate, I should be able to reach the fourth stage of the Body Tempering Realm within three months. But this pace is far from satisfactory. Within three months, I must reach at least the seventh stage of the Body Tempering Realm to secure my position."