I Hijacked the Timeline (IHT)

After reviewing the data about Xiaoxin, Feng Qi noticed that Little Black still hadn't appeared.

This was clearly due to Suction Cup's continuous snacking, which had helped her recover somewhat from her injuries.

After all, how long Suction Cup could last against Little Black didn't depend on her offensive power but on how long she could hold out against Little Black's relentless attacks.

Attack power and survival time? No correlation.

Defense and survival time? Directly proportional. The stronger the defense, the longer the endurance.

With the remaining time, Feng Qi started skimming through historical events from his era in the database—events that had the potential to shape the future.

After filtering the results, several relevant entries were displayed on the screen.

While scrolling, one particular headline caught his eye:

"A Group Dedicated to Shaping the Future, Advocating Spiritual Growth, But in Reality, a Cancer in Humanity's Progress."

Content:

This organization is likely familiar to everyone. It is the "Destiny Association," established in August 2023.

Looking back through history, it becomes painfully obvious that this organization was problematic from the start. Yet, it existed for over 20 years before it was dismantled.

At the time, many people wholeheartedly believed in the teachings of the Destiny Association, thinking that the thoughts and ideas it instilled in society were correct.

The core philosophy of the association revolved around abandoning all traditional ideologies and embracing the future with the mindset of "New Humans."

In essence, the Destiny Association believed that they, born in the era of spiritual energy revival, were a new breed of humanity. Enriched by spiritual energy from birth, they naturally possessed superior physiques and advanced thinking compared to people of the ancient eras.

Thus, old ideologies were deemed obsolete.

For example, they advocated for the complete removal of Confucian teachings from textbooks, labeling them as outdated and irrelevant. They argued that the new era required a new spiritual core.

To support their claims, they presented numerous examples to demonstrate the validity of their ideas.

For instance, they criticized Confucian ideals of fostering a healthy and harmonious political system, claiming that such ideas were outdated. Instead, they argued that survival of the fittest should be the new era's mantra.

The weak, they posited, didn't deserve resources. Only by ensuring that the strong prosper could human civilization grow rapidly and fend off the invasion of domain fields.

The association propagated numerous bizarre concepts across various domains.

Gradually, their subtle influence seeped into modern society, attempting to erode traditional cultural foundations in favor of this so-called "New Era."

At times, I wonder if the leaders of this organization weren't brainwashed by domain transcenders. Such absurd ideas can't possibly stem from rational thought.

Our cultural heritage is nothing short of brilliant. Thousands of years of history have left us countless stories.

Whether it's literature, relics, or the spirit of craftsmanship, they all chronicle humanity's journey from ancient times to the present. They are like chapters in a grand narrative—we are both a part of this story and its continuation.

Flip open the Tang Poems, and you'll witness the artistic brilliance of ancient poets.

Flip through The Records of the Grand Historian, and it's like stepping into a time machine, living through the triumphs and tragedies of emperors and generals.

Read The Art of War, and you can almost hear the strategies of commanders shaping the battlefield.

Books like Compendium of Materia Medica, Exploitation of the Works of Nature, and Suiyuan Menu record the crystallized wisdom of specialized fields.

Yet, this organization seeks to establish "survival of the fittest" as the core value of civilization. It's nothing short of a disgrace.

In its early years, the Destiny Association hindered humanity's progress significantly...

Feng Qi couldn't help but scoff after reading this far.

The Destiny Association was, without a doubt, an organization that sought to mislead the masses.

The article's author speculated that the group's leaders might have been under the control of domain transcenders. After reading the content, Feng Qi couldn't help but agree.

As a student of Old Wang, Feng Qi deeply understood the profound influence cultural heritage had on modern humanity.

"To destroy a nation, first erase its roots.

To erase its roots, first erase its history.

To erase its history, first destroy its spirit.

To destroy its spirit, first tarnish its heroes."

The Destiny Association's actions were tantamount to erasing the very foundations of civilization.

Certainly, some aspects of culture might be considered outdated, but they also contained invaluable wisdom. They were the spiritual pillars for many modern individuals.

If the core spirit of a civilization were to crumble, humanity would undoubtedly regress into barbarism, and society would devolve into a modernized state of savagery.

Think cyberpunk dystopias from movies or games—chaotic, dirty, overrun with drugs, terrorism, and endless turmoil.

This would be fatal for the development of any civilization.

Fueled by anger, Feng Qi began scouring the database for more information about the Destiny Association. He intended to eliminate it before it had the chance to grow into a serious threat.

The database records indicated that the establishment of this organization was imminent within the real-world timeline.

Its founding location was set in the Cultural and Sports Square of Star City.

Initially, the Destiny Association was created by three high school students enrolled in a private elite school in Star City. Having been groomed through an elitist curriculum from a young age, they somehow developed the radical belief that society needed to be reshaped.

Their ideas were grotesque: they believed the lowest-tier residents of Star City didn't even deserve welfare benefits. Resources, they thought, should be entirely concentrated in the hands of the elite. They even envisioned creating a caste system.

Such thoughts clearly weren't products of their school's teachings.

Even Lin Ran, who came from a similar elite school, aspired not only to advance in cultivation research but also to uplift humanity as a whole.

This made it evident that the initial founders of the Destiny Association must have been influenced by some external ideology to harbor such twisted ideas.

[Commentary from the Narrator]:

"Mark the date and location. When they officially establish this organization, make sure to thrash them thoroughly. Crush their ambitions before they even begin. This so-called 'Destiny Association' is nothing but nonsense. There's nothing a good beating can't fix. And if history shows they've persisted despite the first beating, go back and give them a second. Sometimes, violence is the best solution."

Feng Qi nodded in agreement with the commentary.

That was exactly what he planned to do.

This group of brats, with their harebrained schemes to create the Destiny Association and promote their distorted ideologies, would undoubtedly attract some naive followers.

It was like the infamous "Environmental Girl" phenomenon in real life—while most people saw it as a joke, there were always a few who took it seriously and supported it.

Even though the Destiny Association only lasted for 20 years, it poisoned countless minds during that time. Its subtle influence on the future would be insidious.

What worried Feng Qi the most was the potential impact on impressionable children.

Young and unable to grasp complex issues, their minds were vulnerable to external influence. Without fully developed worldviews, they might naively embrace such warped ideals, genuinely believing that this was how the world should operate.

And among these children, some might grow up to hold positions of power, with the ability to affect societal structures profoundly.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi's expression turned cold as he muttered, "They must be beaten. And beaten hard. If they don't die, make them wish they did."

[Commentary from the Narrator]:

"Kick them a few times for me, too. And if you can, use your teeth—leave some bloody bite marks for emphasis."

"If I bite anyone, it'll be you," Feng Qi snapped, rolling his eyes.

[Commentary]:

"Ah, it seems your ancient instincts are stirring again. That primal urge to chase and bite me must be resurfacing. Do you remember the days when you would run after me in the wind?"

"Shut up and stop interrupting my studies," Feng Qi shot back.

[Commentary]:

"Roger that!"

Closing the page about the Destiny Association, Feng Qi noted that Little Black had yet to reappear.

With some spare time, he decided to resume watching the lessons on cultivation technique research. This time, he began with the third lecture.

As for the domain field strategies, they weren't immediately necessary.

However, lessons on cultivation technique research were different. In the real-world timeline, Feng Qi was a teacher. These lessons would prove invaluable in his lectures.

Who knows? Perhaps during one of his classes, a student might have a sudden epiphany and create a groundbreaking cultivation technique that could alter the future.

Even without such prodigies, the insights he brought to cultivation technique research would undoubtedly shape the field's future trajectory.

He opened the video, and a professional-looking woman in teaching attire appeared onscreen.

She began with a brief introduction to the foundational concepts of the third lesson before delving into the intricate details.

Compared to his struggles with biological science, Feng Qi found cultivation technique research far more accessible. Within moments, he was fully immersed in the lesson.

As time passed, the narrator's voice broke into his thoughts once more:

[Commentary]:

"Boss, I'm clocking out now. Parting from you stirs a desire to sing... (brief pause, background music fades in)

'Once again I look back, the clouds obscure my path; once again I look back, thorns line the road. Tonight, there'll be no dreams to linger on. The dreams I once shared with you... who will hear them now? Once again I look back, your figure fades into the distance...'"

Feng Qi turned sharply to see Little Black descending the metal corridor.

No miracles had occurred. Suction Cup had ultimately failed to defeat Little Black.

With a sigh, Feng Qi clenched his fists and assumed the starting stance for Tiger Fist.

[Commentary]:

"As expected of you. Even in a losing battle, you choose to struggle to the bitter end. Never wasting a single chance. This time, I bet you'll last one second."

"Spit on that! At least 1.5 seconds! Who are you underestimating here?" Feng Qi retorted.

He activated his ability, channeling his consciousness into his heart. The organ began to beat rapidly, pumping energy through his veins.

This heart, once drained of blood essence, had regained some vitality through successive hunts. But as he activated his "Blood Sacrifice" ability, the remaining blood essence was swiftly consumed.

Surging energy coursed through his body, his muscles expanding rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into his muscular, hulking form.

"Roar!" He let out a battle cry, charging headfirst at the advancing Little Black.

His massive fist swung toward the black mist.

Unlike Suction Cup's futile attempts, Feng Qi's strike met resistance as his fist collided with the mist.

However, the resistance was short-lived. The flesh on his fist began to disintegrate at an alarming rate, exposing the white bones beneath in mere moments.

[Commentary]:

"Clocking out now. See you next shift!"

As the narrator's voice faded, Little Black's mist enveloped Feng Qi, and his vision dimmed into complete darkness.

When Feng Qi abruptly opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the real world.

Rising from his bed, he walked over to the dormitory balcony.

Outside, the sun shone brightly. The willow trees by the lake swayed gently in the breeze. Students sat on benches by the water, reading books, while others fed the golden fish swimming in the lake.

Everything was so beautiful. So full of life.

As the cool breeze brushed past him, a radiant smile spread across Feng Qi's face.

"This is good," he murmured.