C1 (1/2)
Windward City, Ye Family's mansion.
In the morning light, a fifteen or sixteen year old boy was sitting cross-legged in the yard, breathing heavily. Beside him was a little eleven or twelve year old maid.
”Young master, do cars have a lot of legs?”
”No!”
”Then why did you say he could run faster than a Whirlwind Wolf?”
”Because it has wheels …”
”Is it the kind of wheel you get in a carriage? What was that car pulled with? How could it run so fast? ”
”It doesn't need to pull, it can move on its own … Miao Miao, in another two months, the Immortal Sect's Great Assembly will come. Whether or not we can have a good meal in the future will all depend on this time. Can't you just let me cultivate quietly for a while? ”
The youth didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When the little maid heard this, she obediently acknowledged him and then covered her small mouth.
The young man's name was Ye Zhen, and was originally a university student on Earth. Due to accidentally picking up an antique fragment, he was mysteriously chased down a cliff by a group of people. He had thought that he would die, but when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had arrived in another world and was reincarnated into a youth with the same name.
It took him an entire month to get used to the world.
This was a world of cultivation for all. Everyone cultivated the Grand Dao of the Golden Core, seeking longevity.
On the continent, the strong preyed on the weak, and strength was supreme. Even if it was a noble king, one could only kill as many as one wanted. And similarly, strength was enough to make one look down on the entire world!
Ye Zhen's current identity was that of a branch family disciple of the Lin Feng city's Ye family. His parents had died long ago, and his cultivation talent was far too poor, to the point that his status in the family was extremely low.
Other than Miao Miao, who was picked up by him, no one else in the entire Ye family took him seriously.
”In this world, without strength, it's like on Earth without money. It's unspeakably bitter and anyone can be easily bullied. However, it was impossible to stand up for him with the resources of the family. ”Only by entering a true Immortal Sect or Dao Gate can you learn the true path of the Aurous Core.”
Ye Zhen calculated silently in his heart. After a month, he had already accepted reality and started to make plans for his future.
He didn't want to be muddle-headed for the rest of his life.
He couldn't rely on his clan.
Because of this, he placed all of his hope on the Immortal Sect's Great Assembly two months from now. As long as he performed outstandingly in the Great Celestial Sect Assembly, he would have the chance to truly enter those sects and soar into the sky.
However, to participate in the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting, the first condition was that he had to be at least at the seventh level of Qi Refining or higher.
Ye Zhen's cultivation talent was extremely poor. The Sky Qi Sea was blocked and his meridians were blocked, which was almost equivalent to half of a cripple. Since he was young, he had only been at the 3rd level of the Refinement Realm.
He was still far from the threshold of the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting.
”Oh, God, if you let me live, why did you tease me? In my previous life, I was a poor student who was always bullied by others. Now that I have transcended, do I have to become a trash who is still stepped on under my feet? If that's the case, then why didn't you let me die cleanly back then? ”
Ye Zhen smiled bitterly in his heart.
On the path of cultivation, the word 'talent' was the most frustrating. If one's aptitude was too poor, no matter how hard one worked, it would be extremely difficult for one to achieve anything.
Seeing that the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting was getting closer and closer while his cultivation was progressing at a very slow pace, it was unknown whether he could break through to the fifth level of spiritual energy in two months. He didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting!
”Young Master, that bad guy is here again.”
Hearing this, Ye Zhen stood up and looked up. He saw a fatty about his age walking into the yard with three to five dog legs.
Seeing the person, Ye Zhen couldn't help but frown.
His name was Ye Yun, the son of the Third Elder. His aptitude was average, but he relied on his father's control over the family finances. He had always been unrestrained, often deducting from the other branch family disciples' monthly salary and spirit stones.
If that was all, Ye Zhen would have endured it. However, after seeing Miao Miao, this guy actually had a crooked idea. He wanted to sell Miao Miao to the Drunken Fragrance Inn's Young Master Ximing.
Everyone knew that young master Xunhuan was an abnormal person. He cultivated an evil technique that nourished the Yin and nourished the Yang, and he loved to abuse the young children of catamites the most.
That bastard Ye Yun, for a mere low-grade magic tool, he had to sell Miao Miao.
Miao Miao was not a servant of the Ye Family, but an orphan daughter that Ye Zhen had picked up from the outside world. The two of them had lived together for many years and had already formed a relationship with each other.
It was also because of this that ”Ye Zhen” was severely injured by Ye Yun, and died in the end.
”Ye Zhen, I didn't expect you to be so fast and lively! ”Have you thought about what I told you last time?”
Surrounded by a group of dog-legs, Ye Yun strode forward. When he spoke, his gaze was gloomy as he stared at Miao Miao, scaring the little girl into continuously backing away.