Chapter 1: Beaten to Death

At the Wu River in the Wu Sheng Kingdom, three figures stood facing each other.

Two of the figures were over seven feet tall, their muscles bulging, exuding strength with every movement, clearly martial artists.

In front of these two towering figures stood a very thin man, who looked even more frail by comparison.

"Brat, hand over this month's salary obediently," one of the muscular men said, a sneer on his lips as he looked at the thin man.

"You, a worthless man without a spirit vein, wasting this salary is a shame. Hand it over quickly!"

"Absolutely not."

Though the man was thin, his expression was resolute. In his hand, he clutched a jade bottle tightly, which contained three milky white spirit pills.

Seeing the three milky white spirit pills, the two muscular men's eyes gleamed with greed.

They took a few steps forward, now only a step away from the thin man.

The thin man shouted angrily, "Lin Mo! Lin Ye! You two are just outer court servants of the Lin family. To defy your superiors is a capital offense!"

Hearing this, Lin Mo and Lin Ye were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Chu Fengmian, do you really think you are the outer court chief steward of the Lin family? You, a worthless man who can't cultivate, only got this position because of the favor your deceased grandfather did for the Lin family."

"Hand over your monthly salary obediently, and we will still listen to you. But if you don't, don't blame us for taking it by force!" Lin Mo laughed.

By the Wu River, there was no one around. Even if someone saw, who would dare to intervene and offend the Lin family.

"Brat! Hand over those three Bone Tempering Pills quickly!" Lin Ye stepped closer, his voice cold.

"Otherwise, you will suffer a beating."

"Absolutely not!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes showed a hint of despair, but his grip on the jade bottle did not loosen.

These Bone Tempering Pills were his last hope for cultivation. How could he possibly hand them over to these two men?

"Brat! It seems you really don't know your place!"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's answer, Lin Mo and Lin Ye's faces darkened, and a cruel look appeared on their lips.

"Since that's the case, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Lin Mo's face twisted into a sinister smile, and he moved his foot, reaching out to grab the jade bottle in Chu Fengmian's hand.

"Hand it over!"

Seeing Lin Mo's move, Chu Fengmian's face changed. He clenched his right fist and punched Lin Mo with all his might.

"Wind Piercing Fist!"

A faint green color appeared on Chu Fengmian's fist, a sign of spirit energy.

In the Wu Sheng Kingdom, all martial artists cultivated spirit energy. It was said that those who cultivated it to perfection could soar through the heavens and move mountains and fill seas.

However, the faint green color on Chu Fengmian's fist was extremely thin, indicating a lack of spirit energy.

Seeing this, Lin Mo's face was full of ridicule.

"Truly a waste. You can't even use the lowest-level martial technique, Wind Piercing Fist, properly. Let me show you what a real martial technique is!"

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed, and his body became light. He kicked Chu Fengmian's chest with great force.

Wind Piercing Leg!

A mid-level martial technique from the Lin family's outer court. Although Lin Mo was not very proficient, it was a disaster for Chu Fengmian.

"Bang!"

Chu Fengmian was kicked flying and fell to the ground. The jade bottle in his hand also fell.

"Should have known better than to resist. Now you suffer for nothing," Lin Ye said, picking up the jade bottle with a smile.

"Chief Steward Chu, remember to hand over next month's salary directly to us. Otherwise, you will suffer again."

After saying this, Lin Mo and Lin Ye turned to leave, not even glancing at the fallen Chu Fengmian.

"Give me back the Bone Tempering Pills!"

Chu Fengmian got up from the ground and chased after Lin Mo and Lin Ye, punching Lin Ye with all his might.

This sudden punch caught Lin Mo and Lin Ye off guard. By the time Lin Ye turned around, the punch had already hit his face, knocking out a few front teeth.

"Brat! You're asking for death!"

Lin Ye spat out a mouthful of blood and punched Chu Fengmian with all his might, fueled by anger. The punch sent Chu Fengmian flying to the ground, unable to move.

"Lin Ye, this boy hasn't even reached the Bone Tempering stage. This punch might have taken half his life," Lin Mo said, frowning as he looked at the fallen Chu Fengmian.

"Lord Lin only wanted us to teach him a lesson. If we really kill him, it will be a problem."

Although Chu Fengmian's status in the Lin family's outer court was low, he was nominally the outer court chief steward. If he died, it would be a big deal in the Lin family.

"He's tough. He's been beaten many times before," Lin Ye said, feeling uncertain. He walked over and kicked Chu Fengmian, "Get up!"

But Chu Fengmian remained motionless on the ground, his face starting to turn pale.

"He's not breathing..." Lin Ye knelt down and felt Chu Fengmian's body, which had no pulse.

"What do we do?"

Lin Ye was nervous. If it was known that Chu Fengmian was killed by them, they would also face the death penalty.

"Let's bury him! There's no one for a mile around the Wu River. We'll bury him while no one is watching and say he disappeared. There are many who want this brat dead. As long as it's not discovered, no one will investigate," Lin Mo said.

"Alright, let's do it." Lin Ye nodded. As they approached Chu Fengmian to lift his body, a white light suddenly descended from the sky, forming a human shape.

"Ah!"

Lin Mo and Lin Ye shouted in fear, quickly dropping Chu Fengmian's body and running away.

"Is that the brat's ghost?"

"Run! He's here to take our lives!"

Their faces were pale as they fled.

However, they did not notice that the white light had entered Chu Fengmian's body. Soon, the blue-tinged color on Chu Fengmian's face began to turn red.

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