Chapter 1

Sun Ang sat quietly in the thatched pavilion, the warm winter sunlight filtering through the sparse grass curtains, like his mother's gentle whispers, falling upon him.

He still felt a headache, but he was gradually getting used to this body.

In the distance, several servants were pointing and whispering about him behind his back. Sun Ang found it secretly amusing; they must think he couldn't notice, right?

In the past, the owner of this body was only at the level of Three Veins' Power, indeed lacking a strong spiritual sense.

However, now that Sun Ang's soul had taken over the original owner's body, possibly due to the叠加 of two souls, his spiritual sense had become very acute.

Although he couldn't hear what the servants were saying, he could guess the words they used: "waste," "coward," "fool"...

For these, he, who had been given a second chance at life, truly didn't care anymore.

The scene of the heavy truck with its glaring lights roaring towards him was still vivid in his mind...

He and his classmates grew up listening to the moral lessons taught by their teachers, but after entering society, everyone gradually abandoned those principles, becoming impatient and cynical.

He never criticized others; he only insisted on what he wanted to do.

After graduating from university, he joined a large company as a small employee, working diligently and tirelessly, and with hard work and flattery, he finally made it to the middle management.

But at that moment, he discovered that a commercial acquisition being handled by the company was suspected of fraud, which could result in hundreds of employees losing everything!

That night, his boss took him to a bar. Under the dim lights and seductive music, the boss's beautiful secretary opened a suitcase full of cash.

Just to keep quiet.

He laughed, because his boss didn't know that he secretly sponsored two students from a poor mountainous area, sent a small amount of donations to the nursing home in his hometown every year, and bought dog food four times a year for the guide dog base...

Driven by necessity, he would sell his labor and even his dignity, but people like his boss would never understand that in this world where everything seemed to be measured by money, there were still things that money couldn't buy: conscience!

Thus, on the way back, he encountered that "out of control" heavy truck.

Then, for some unknown reason, his soul came to this world, taking over this body, whose original owner was also named Sun Ang, the eldest son of the third master of the Anhui Sun family.

He spent three days slowly digesting the original owner's memories, learning that this world had seven continents floating on an endless dark sea. Above the seven continents, there used to be the Heavenly Court, but millions of years ago, it collapsed, and the Immortal Emperor disappeared, leading to a renewed war between humans and demons.

He learned that this world had a long and rich history, far surpassing the original world. From the Taiyong era billions of years ago to the Xinji era that began a million years ago, countless heroes emerged, and each period of history was grand and sweeping.

The direction of civilization was martial arts. Every protagonist in the stories possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth. Even the seventh continent, "Wangling," was originally part of the main continent, but it was cut off and became the seventh continent of the dark sea due to the "Million-Year War" between humans and demons.

He learned that every practitioner in this world must awaken their "Wuzhao" to be considered a true martial artist. The size and brightness of the Wuzhao directly reflected the practitioner's strength.

He learned about talismans, alchemical pills, treasure mounts, and other knowledge of this world. In short, it was a very exciting world.

But... Sun Ang showed a bitter smile, it seemed that all the "excitement" of this world was unrelated to him.

Despite feeling very unwilling about being given a second chance at life, he felt powerless.

"Do we still need to give that waste the Seven-Leaf Ginseng Soup?" The argument outside the pavilion continued, completely disregarding whether the young master Sun Ang could hear.

"It's the fixed monthly supply for every young master in the family."

"Hehe, do you really treat this coward like a young master? If he were of any use, would he need to hide here? He disgraced our Anhui Sun family by fleeing back from the ancestral land!"

"Take it back. Giving this spirit medicine to him is a waste. He has taken so many supplements since childhood, yet he is still just a Three Veins' Power waste. Look at the other young masters, even those who don't qualify to go to the ancestral land are at least Four Veins' Power!"

"If it weren't for the third master having the family's only alchemical weapon, the Night Song Sword, this waste would have been sent to clean latrines long ago, disgracing our ancestors!"

The footsteps faded away, and the bowl of Seven-Leaf Ginseng Soup that should have been his was withheld by the servants, who left a few mutters: "Think you're safe hiding here? Young Master Sheng will be back tomorrow, and he will definitely come to finish you off, you disgraceful waste!"

Sun Ang took a deep breath, and a segment of the original owner's memory surfaced.

The Anhui Sun family was a branch of the Sun family in Weiyuan County, having settled in Anhui County for over a hundred years. The Sun family was one of the famous large families in Weiyuan County, ranking among the top five in terms of strength even in the entire Weiyuan County.

The ancestral land was the origin of the entire Sun family, and after the main family's hard work, it became a training ground for the core disciples of the Sun family.

There were more advanced cultivation techniques, stronger mentors, more precious alchemical pills, and more powerful martial arts.

Entering the ancestral land for cultivation was the dream of every Sun family member, and each branch competed for it every year.

Sun Ang's talent was very ordinary, and he originally had no qualifications to enter the ancestral land. However, every parent dreams of their child succeeding, and Sun Ang's father, Sun Yuanhai, was no exception.

However, he didn't arrange for his son to enter the ancestral land through any underhanded means but earned it with a significant achievement.

He risked his life to complete a family mission, leaving three two-foot-long scars on his body, but he didn't ask for any rewards, only requesting that his eldest son enter the ancestral land for cultivation.

Unfortunately, Sun Ang's talent was too poor. After half a year, his cousin Sun Ji, who entered the ancestral land with him, had already reached the level of Six Veins' Power. If he passed the year-end exam, he would become a "True Martial Disciple" of the ancestral land. However, Sun Ang was still only at the level of Three Veins' Power, even worse than those who stayed in Anhui County.

Thus, the label of "waste" was firmly attached to him.

Moreover, the original Sun Ang had a gentle personality and liked to yield in conflicts. He always believed that everyone was family, and there was no need to fight.

But others always saw this as a sign of weakness.

Thus, being useless and cowardly, Sun Ang became a well-known waste in the ancestral land, with the lowest strength and no one paying attention to him.

The year-end exam was approaching, and if he couldn't pass the Four Veins' Power test, he would be expelled.

His cousin Sun Ji not only showed no intention of helping but also took advantage of the situation, deliberately finding excuses to "spar" with him, injuring him every time.

Not only that, but Sun Ji had a group of lackeys, all at the level of Four Veins' Power, who guarded places like the dining hall, training ground, and law hall, beating him up whenever they saw him, keeping him in a constant state of injury and unable to continue his cultivation.

This was clearly a plan to force him to the brink of death.

Sun Ang saw through this and, out of desperation, decided to return home to cultivate for a month. With his father's protection, he could get more spirit medicines and still had a chance to reach the level of Four Veins' Power.

However, when he returned to the family with injuries, it was seen as a sign of cowardice and avoiding the year-end exam!

Lacking the strength to pass was one thing, but not even facing it made him a despised coward!

Those people didn't give Sun Ang a chance to explain. Moreover, his timing was bad; his father, Sun Yuanhai, was out with his younger brother seeking medical treatment, leaving no one to protect him. Faced with the hostile cousins, he had to leave home and hide in this estate at the foot of Zhenhun Mountain outside the county.

He was very eager to stay in the ancestral land, so he worked hard to cultivate after returning to the estate, but he didn't expect to die from a cultivation mishap due to his injuries.

This allowed Sun Ang's soul to take over.

Sun Ang sighed inwardly. Being kind was not wrong, but endless, bottomless yielding was clearly not a good strategy.

The servants who had overstepped their bounds had already left. Looking at the majestic Zhenhun Mountain in the distance, a sense of frustration rose in his heart: I have been given a second chance at life, not to be a waste!

No matter what, he had to break through to the level of Four Veins' Power within a month and stay in the ancestral land!

He got up and returned to his room, with the vast Zhenhun Mountain as his backdrop.

Legend has it that the vast mountain range was the starting point of the "Million-Year War" between humans and demons.

In the past, the six continents were ruled by both humans and demons. Until millions of years ago, the immortal emperor Yugu Long, a great leader of the human race, emerged and ascended to the throne in Zhenhun Mountain. He then issued a call to arms, gathering a million human warriors to launch a grand campaign against the demons.

After seven major battles, countless warriors fell!

Finally, the epic "Million-Year War" ended with the demons' defeat, retreating to the dark sea to struggle for survival. The humans won a pyrrhic victory, and the seventh continent, "Wangling," was born.

Subsequently, the Immortal Emperor created a new world above the seven continents of the dark sea, known as the "Heavenly Court." The Heavenly Court was like a vast warship, roaming the dark sea and the seven continents, using its powerful strength to suppress the demons.

After that, the human race flourished.

However, for some unknown reason, the Heavenly Court world suddenly collapsed, and the Immortal Emperor Yugu Long disappeared. The human rule was broken.

The demons launched a counterattack from the dark sea, invading the seven continents.

Despite the humans' best efforts to resist, without a leader, they suffered continuous defeats. To this day, the seven continents are again divided between humans and demons, with their territories intertwined and frequent wars breaking out.

The demons' innate abilities far surpass those of humans, so they have always been the dominant force, gradually encroaching on human territories.

It is said that a hundred years ago, a hunter discovered a huge stone tablet in the mountains with eight golden characters:

"Immortal Emperor's Campaign Against Demons, Oath Ground!"

However, there are many such legendary places in the seven continents, and after millions of years, who can say for sure?

Sun Ang thought this was just the residents of Zhenhun Mountain trying to glorify themselves.

He returned to his room, where the tea on the table had already gone cold. He called out several times, but no one responded. He sneered, took a sip of the cold tea, and closed the door to begin his cultivation.

Sun Ang's body was exactly thirteen years old. In this world, children start cultivating martial arts from a young age, quickly opening the nine major meridians in their bodies.

This stage is called the "Nine Meridians Realm." Only by completing this basic cultivation can one awaken their "Wuzhao."

Wuzhao is the manifestation of one's innate energy outside the body, with varying levels and forms, such as divine weapons, treasure armor, divine beasts, natural phenomena, or even ghosts and deities.

Within the range of Wuzhao, a martial artist's attack and defense are greatly enhanced, so the size of the Wuzhao directly reflects the martial artist's strength.

He sat in a meditative posture and began to circulate the Xuanhuang Qi Technique taught in the ancestral land.

This basic technique of the ancestral land is a second-tier technique among all Nine Meridians Realm techniques, far superior to the first-tier technique Yusu Qi taught to the Anhui Sun family's children.

Sun Ji was able to break through to the level of Six Veins' Power thanks to the advanced Xuanhuang Qi Technique and was highly regarded in the ancestral land. Sun Ang, however, only managed to advance one level in half a year, from Two Veins' Power to Three Veins' Power.

As the internal energy circulated, an invisible vortex appeared outside his body.

This vortex generated a suction force, drawing the surrounding elemental energy into his body.

However, Sun Ang clearly felt that the energy circulation in his three already opened meridians was very slow, so the diameter of the vortex outside his body was only half a zhang, and the amount of elemental energy it could capture was very limited.

He practiced for two hours, but his progress was very slow.

Although this speed was already faster than the original owner, it was almost impossible to break through to the level of Four Veins' Power within a month.

He practiced hard all night, and by the time it was almost dawn, the increase in his internal energy was very small. He was already exhausted, and if he continued to force himself, he would risk a cultivation mishap. So he could only sigh and go to bed to rest.

He woke up at noon, past breakfast time. He called out several times before a servant girl reluctantly brought a few pastries: "The kitchen has no food left. Just eat these for now."

Sun Ang angrily demanded, "Make them start cooking again!"

The servant girl showed a mocking look: "Don't forget, you're not like other young masters. You can't order the cooks around!"

Sun Ang was furious. He had been enduring for several days and was about to lose his temper when he saw a servant rush in, looking panicked: "Young Master Ang, you need to run away!"

Sun Ang frowned: "Uncle Guan, what happened?"

Uncle Guan was an old servant loyal to Sun Yuanhai.

"Young Master Sheng has returned and heard about your situation. He immediately called you a waste and said you disgraced the Anhui Sun family. He was about to come over, but his friends in the county pulled him away for drinks. I estimate he will come to find you tomorrow. You should run away..."

Sun Sheng was Sun Ji's younger brother, both sons of their uncle, Sun Yuanshan.

Their uncle was the head of the Anhui Sun family, but the family's strongest weapon, the Night Song Sword, was in Sun Yuanhai's hands. Their uncle had coveted the Night Song Sword for a long time, and the conflict between Sun Ang and Sun Ji was actually related to this.

The servant girl laughed coldly, delighted at his misfortune, and left without another word.

A huge sense of humiliation rose in Sun Ang's heart, and he clenched his teeth: "I won't run! I want to see what Sun