Chapter 1 - I Am Back (2/2)

Chen Gexin continued working for the county for a few decades, and never once had he tried to seek advantage using his connection with the mighty w.a.n.g Family. He had worked his way up from his first low-ranking position to the management level, but it was still a far cry from the expectation of the w.a.n.g family.

The tension between the two sides finally started to ease after Chen Fan was born. Chen Fan’s grandfather granted the couple a visit during the Chinese New Year. However, unbeknownst to the young couple, what awaited them at w.a.n.g Family were cold sneers and lofty disdain.

The entire family had considered Chen Fan’s parents a taint on the family’s reputation. They had defied the will of the family patriarch and gave birth to a son who had brought no joy but only shame to the w.a.n.g family.

As for Chen Gexin’s achievement in the county, it was laughable and pathetic in their eyes.

The thought brought a bitter taste to Chen Fan’s mouth. He shook his head and smiled wryly.

“w.a.n.g Chen, I bet that you had never expected me to be back from the future!”

“My family had worked hard to catch up with you and your parents, but in the end, we are still worthless worms in your eyes.”

“My mother was a proud person, and she could not stand being looked down upon. That was why she worked so hard, but what did she get in the end? Nothing!”

“I swore I would avenge my mother. Although I am an ordinary person right now, once I got my power back, I will be knocking on your door. I will show you what it is like to be looked down upon and to be crushed like a worthless worm.”

w.a.n.g Chen was Chen Fan’s cousin. He was the favorite child of the great house w.a.n.g. In Chen Fan’s last life, he had tried for all his worth to catch up with w.a.n.g Chen but failed. The gap between w.a.n.g Chen and Chen Fan was unbridgeable.

The last time that Chen Fan saw any visitor from w.a.n.g Family was during his mother’s funeral. As if the w.a.n.g Family thought the death of Chen Fan’s mother was not tragic enough for the young man, they had to gloat over the tragedy and sent only three youngsters to attend the funeral. No one from the older generation of the w.a.n.g Family had come to pay tribute to their own blood; not his grandfather, uncle, or grandmother.

To rub salt into the wounds, one of the visitors was w.a.n.g Chen. w.a.n.g Chen acted as if he was walking the red carpet instead of attending his aunt’s funeral. Surrounded by his sycophantic entourage, his steps carried such a haughty and proud quality that blatantly disrespected the dead.

He was the star, and wherever he went, he deserved attention and respect, regardless of the circ.u.mstances.

Although it had been five hundred years, the thought of the w.a.n.g family still lit up the knot of fire in Chen Fan’s belly. This memory was toxic to a cultivator such as Chen Fan.

Without coming to terms with the past, the cultivator would be vulnerable to the attacks of the devious mental demons. A small mistake would lay waste to thousands of years of hard work.

“Anyways, I better not dwell on the past. I wager that Shen Junwen’s family fortune has not reached the Chu Zhou City at this point in time.”

Looking out the window, the familiar scenery of the Chu Zhou City filled Chen Fan’s heart with nostalgia.

The thought of Shen Junwen also reminded him of Xiao Qiong.

He had loved that girl, and she loved him, but that was not how their love story ended. Later on, his love for her had turned into an obsession which ultimately ruined his cultivation.

The mental demons had used her image to weaken his mind during their battle. One look of her face was enough to render his defense useless.

“Shen Junwen! You had robbed me of my fortune and the love of my life! You forced me to return to the county where I came from. You sat on your throne while I licked my wounds like a street dog.” The thought brought Chen Fan’s blood to a boil, and his eyes glinted like sharp steels.

Shen Junwen was the director of the Wanrong Group, a magnate of the real estate industry, and he was the son of the richest man in the Hu Dong Province.

He was also Chen Fan’s greatest rival in love. Not only had he stolen Fang Qiong from Chen Fan, but he had also contributed to the collapse of his mother’s company: the Splendor Group.

“Xiao-Qiong and I had a crush on each other ever since we were little, and we hit it off when we met again at university after a long period of separation. However, it was you who came in and stole her from me. You had driven a wedge between her family and me and forced her to give up in the end.”

“The last time I met Xiao-Qiong was at an alumni party where I heard about her engagement to none other than you. I do not expect you to understand how I felt back then, but I promise that I will give it back to you ten times worse!”

“If not for Cangqin’s help, I would have already ended my miserable life after I jumped off from the roof of my apartment. ” Chen Fan murmured.

It has been five hundred years, and he should have already come to terms with what had happened. However, every single word that came out from Chen Fan’s mouth carried a bone-chilling intent that threatened to claim souls.

“I will never forget the moment right before I decided to let go of my life. From that moment on, the old Chen Fan was dead, and the new Chen Beixuan was born.

“Thanks to you, I was able to focus entirely on cultivation. I fed on the anger inside of me and advanced through my cultivation at an incredible rate. It only took me five hundred years to reach the final stage: Tribulation. I felt that I almost owe you my appreciation.”

Chen Fan’s lips curled into a smile.

While Chen Fan had lived as the loser, Shen Junwen was basking in the glory of his success.

The Shen family had contributed to the death of Chen Fan’s mother as well as the collapse of the Splendor Group. In other words, Shen Junwen and his family were responsible for nearly all the miseries in Chen Fan’s life.

In his last life, Chen Fan had lost everything to his opponent. These old wounds never healed, at least not until redemption was sought and completed. He grunted as anger flickered in his eyes.

“Shen Junwen, Fang Family, w.a.n.g Family, and w.a.n.g Cheng, I will return the humiliation and suffering back to you in kind.”

After five hundred years of cultivation, he was finally ready to right the wrongs in the first thirty years of his life. As he looked outside the window, his mind sought only one thing: retribution.