C22 Soul Fragment

"Uh..."

The figure that was lying quietly on the bed immediately sat up.

Huhuhu.

The figure panted heavily, his eyes nervously observing his surroundings. Because the sun was yet to rise, the temperature in the room was cold. However, the figure on the bed still broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who am I? My name is Yuv Wen, a Golden Crow." The figure lowered his head and looked at his palms. There was still some sweat on his right hand. He did not think that it was the wings of a Golden Crow at all.

"No, no, I'm a human. "Staring at his hands, the figure muttered to himself.

"I am... Yan Jia." The figure, which was also Yan Jia, looked up and saw a line of words written on the curriculum table across the wall.

"Cancel all lessons for the next three days. Students, please have a good rest." Yan Jia read it out loud.

"Yes, I am... Yan Jia, what happened?"

All of a sudden, all of Yan Jia's memories came out of nowhere, filling up his blank mind.

He fell back and slammed himself onto the bed.

Only then did Yan Jia wake up. The memories that just came out were the memories of the sixteen years he spent in Shanhai World and the twenty-plus years of his previous life.

Not only that, but there was also the memory of a Golden Crow that had been there for twelve years.

The three memories kept rolling in Yan Jia's mind. One minute, he was seated in a classroom, listening to the teacher in front of him. The next moment, he turned into a Golden Crow and flew freely in the sky.

The white cloud was instantly flung behind him, and his body was covered in a layer of white muslin. The air in front of him kept blocking him. However, with a slight force, the muslin was torn apart.

The air that kept blocking him was torn apart as well. His speed increased again and again, and the ground under him kept running backward.

In front of Yuv Wen, there was a huge tree.

The next moment, he was at the dining table again, eating with a cow, a cat, and a fox.

He looked at himself again and found out that he had turned into a bright white ball that was still emitting blue light.

Yan Jia, who was lying on the bed, used his right hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

Three pieces of memory kept rolling and merging in his head. Occasionally, there would be a few memories of him turning into a star.

It made Yan Jia somewhat confused about who he was.

The first thing that disappeared was the Golden Crow's memories., but again, with time, the memories became clearer.

What was blurry was that the feeling of substitution began to fade away. At the very least, he wouldn't treat himself as the little Golden Crow that had made up his mind to visit the entire Shanhai World only to die in an unclear manner.

The other aspects of the memories began to become clearer and clearer as if they were carved into the depths of his mind, whether it was the fragments of his life in the Sun or the inherited memories of his ancestors that he had absorbed and understood.

After Yuv Wen's memory of being a Golden Crow was sorted out, the remaining two parts of his memory became much easier to manage. After all, they were two ends, but in reality, they were just a part of his memory.

There were still some memories of stars that were deeply embedded in his brain, and it was very easy to confuse them.

When Yan Jia had more or less figured out the memories and sorted them out, the light of Sun shone on Yan Jia's body through the window.

It had clearly only been one night, but Yan Jia seemed to not recognize his room anymore.

Searching his surroundings, Yan Jia washed himself properly and found that it was not only his forehead that was covered in sweat; his entire body was.

When Yan Jia finally tidied himself up and walked out of the house, the sun in the sky had almost stood directly above his head.

He raised his head and looked at the big ball of light in the sky. Originally, he had felt that it was a little dazzling, but now, he didn't feel it at all.

As he walked, Yan Jia kept thinking of flying , but in the end, he walked, and almost tripped. When he walked to the canteen that he often went to, he saw that Gou Teng was also there. After ordering a meal at the window, he walked directly opposite Gou Teng and sat down.

"Now can you tell me what the red light that exploded at the end of the dissection class yesterday was?"

Yan Jia asked impatiently as he stared at Gou Teng.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Gou Teng picked up the bowl in his tray and drank a mouthful of soup. He still had that smile on his face and said slowly, "Why? Did you have a good dream last night?" He asked knowingly.

"You know what happened?" Yan Jia asked, his eyes as wide as saucers.

He remembered that he was not the only one who had exploded in red light yesterday. At that time, all the students present had been splashed by the last light, including Gou Teng who was standing in front of him. Could it be that everyone had experienced the same dream he had last night?

"You guessed right. Not only you, but everyone else in the classroom except Teacher Xuan Hui had the same dream last night."

Seeing Yan Jia's doubt, Gou Teng confirmed Yan Jia's guess.

"As for the explosion of the red light, it was the soul of the small Golden Crow. To be honest, I didn't think that Teacher Xuan Hui would be able to do that. Not only did he give out the blood of the transformed Golden Crow, he also gave out the blood of the small Golden Crow. He didn't even care about the soul of the Golden Crow. Instead, he directly gave it to us. That was a generous gift. "

Gou Teng sighed. He could tell that no one had known in advance what Teacher Xuan Hui was going to do. Otherwise, the laboratory wouldn't have been so empty.

"The dream last night was just the last echo of the Golden Crow's soul fragment in my head. After last night, it had almost dissipated. Now, it was just a new memory in my mind. As long as it's sorted out, it won't have too much of an impact on everyone's soul. "

Gou Teng explained to Yan Jia that this was the first time something like that had been done, even with his family background. It's not that his family couldn't do it. It's just that it couldn't be done.

If he could choose, what he wanted more was the Flying Serpent or the soul fragments of other snake-type divine beasts.

"Number 3, your food is ready."

The sound from the window interrupted Gou Teng's explanation to Yan Jia.

Yan Jia got up and went to take his food. He did not order much today, as he was still not very hungry.

Yan Jia put down the food and sat in front of Gou Teng again. "What location were you just talking about?" He asked.

To Yan Jia's biggest surprise, a flame shot out of his mouth and burnt his food, including that of Gou Teng. It even burnt the table in front of them.