Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy - Chapter 2572

Alex's bed was brought to the sunlight by someone, where he was made to lie and rest. He had to argue in a language they could not speak for him to make them do that. S~eaʀᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Outside, he would be willing to rest so he could look and learn from the tribe. Before he could do anything else that was urgent to him, he needed to do one thing.

Alex needed to understand these people.

It was interesting to finally meet a group of people that did not speak the same language as everyone else. He had met people whose written language was something else, but speech was always the same in any world.

Except it seemed to be different here.

It was quite an interesting situation because it pointed to something that was common in every other world but did not seem to be present in this world.

The reason why every world, be it human, beast, or demon, spoke the same language was because they were forced to learn the same language. One could try and change that language to become something else, but with enough time, the language would drift back to the same language.

That was because there was an influence on everyone to learn the same language—an influence made by Heaven.

It was the reason why, despite all species having a different written language, they spoke the same. It was why when a beast entered the Saint realm or when a plant became a human after entering the Immortal realm, they would immediately know what language to speak.

It was because Heaven gave them that knowledge upon reaching those realms.

So the sole reason why someone would speak a language different from the common language was simple and yet strangely terrifying to think about.

There was no Heaven in Hell.

It was only a hypothesis at this point since Alex had no way of testing to see if there was a Heaven or not, but he did believe he was correct.

The only way he could think of to test such a thing would be to use his Dao. When using Dao, one didn't just use the Qi in their body to make something happen, but the Heaven also helped externally with it.

If he were to try using his Dao without Qi and wasn't aided from outside, he couldn't be sure if it was due to the lack of Heaven or due to the lack of Qi. He needed to bring as many parameters to baseline before testing such a hypothesis.

Since that wasn't happening anytime soon, Alex instead lay on his bed and watched the people go about their day. He could hear them speak, so he caught the common words from time to time.

Alex finally got to see what the men did. Early in the morning, they had gone up the mountain, gathering as many fruits and herbs as they could from there before returning.

It was still morning when they came back. After they were back, they left the items with the women for them to deal with, while they began training with each other right in the open.

Alex saw their weapon of choice. It was a wooden harpoon with a sharp stone tip. Curious, he looked around the village with a new perspective. Looking all around, he noticed something strange.

'No metal,' he thought.

The only metal he had seen until that point was the chief's knife.

'Huh, do they do everything with stones and sticks then?'

After some time passed, two people walked up to him.

One was an older woman with dark hair and a face that would be considered beautiful by mortal standards. The other one was a girl, seemingly her daughter. The older woman smiled, handing over the bowl of food she had brought.

Alex got up and took the bowl. Looking inside, he saw a pasty white soup with bits of fish meat and some greens floating around.

Alex took the wooden spoon and stirred the food around. 'So unappetizing,' he thought, but his stomach still rumbled at the smell.

In the lack of Qi, his stomach was ravenous with hunger. Alex could only obey its commands and eat what was given.

This time around, Alex dared not turn the food into Qi. The Qi he got from it would barely be enough, and he wanted to fill his stomach so he wouldn't feel so hungry all the time.

As the soup slowly settled in his stomach, Alex finally felt relieved. He thanked the two, not that they would understand him, but they still smiled.

The older woman returned with the bowl after feeding him, but the girl remained. She looked to be barely a teen, still with some baby fat around her face.

She leaned against his tiny bed and asked him something.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I don't understand anything you're saying," Alex said, finding it funny that she might reply the same thing back to him.

The young girl, however, surprised him.

She paused for a minute, looking straight into his eyes before saying, "Center language."

Alex was taken aback for a moment. He understood what she meant. "Center Language? I understand that. Keep going," he said, nodding.

The girl quickly got up and ran away.

Alex wanted to speak with her some more, but the young girl was rather fast. Actually, tremendously fast for someone from whom he didn't sense any cultivation base.

'What? Is she physically gifted or something?' Alex wondered. However, that seemed to not be true. Now that he paid more attention to the people around him, he recognized signs of everyone being physically capable.

'Wait, is this like the Wasteland in the Southern Continent?' Alex wondered. 'Is everyone here a Body Cultivator?'

As he looked around to see how strong they all were, the young girl from before returned to him. Only, she wasn't alone this time around. The young girl had brought an old woman with a very wrinkled face that seemed barely capable of walking.

The girl said something to this old woman, who looked at Alex and asked,

"Are you desert person?"