Chapter 1

In the Yuanwu Imperial Dynasty, Tianshui County.

Deep within a bamboo grove, a young boy was practicing.

"Ha!"

The boy let out a low shout, his hands continuously changing into various postures as he attacked the bamboo grove in front of him.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The low, dull sounds echoed continuously through the bamboo grove.

His movements were fluid and graceful, clearly indicating frequent practice.

However, if there were martial practitioners present, they would notice that although the boy's fists were powerful, there was not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.

The boy was drenched in sweat, but his young and delicate face showed a stubborn determination.

"I need to work a little harder, and I will be able to break through the constraints of martial arts, condense my spirit meridians, and enter the First Level of the Spirit Meridian Realm."

"Then I can participate in the Jiang family's monthly trials and trample those main lineage disciples who look down on me."

The boy's name was Jiang Xuan, a member of a branch lineage of the Jiang family.

Every year, the Jiang family selects a few talented young men from the major branch lineages to send to the main lineage for cultivation, infusing the family with fresh blood.

A year ago, Jiang Xuan was fortunate enough to be one of those chosen, and he and his childhood friend, Jiang Xue, happily came to Tianshui County.

However, when he arrived here, he discovered that he, who was known as a genius in the small town, was merely considered a waste here.

Moreover, what he found hardest to accept was that Jiang Xue, who had come with him, seemed to have noticed his awkward position in the family and later left him, walking with a well-known main lineage disciple named Jiang Tianyi.

"Thud!"

A loud noise, and the green bamboo in front of him was snapped in half. Jiang Xuan's eyes seemed to blaze with anger.

He would reclaim all this humiliation one day.

... After finishing his practice, Jiang Xuan did not return directly but wandered in the forest.

He wanted to find a medicinal herb called Fengyang Grass, which he was preparing for his sister.

His sister, Jiang Ling'er, had been frequently affected by cold since birth, her body icy and bone-chilling, causing great worry for their parents.

To treat his sister's illness, his parents had traveled to many places in search of a cure.

However, three years ago, after his parents left, they never returned. It was said that the last time they were seen was at a place called the Qintian Sect.

It was rumored that this was a martial sect even older than the entire Yuanwu Imperial Dynasty, far beyond his current reach.

However, Jiang Xuan would not give up.

This time, his main goal in coming to Tianshui County was to secure a place in the Jiang family's main lineage, because only then could he obtain better cultivation resources, thus enhancing his cultivation and laying the foundation for entering the Qintian Sect.

Before that, he needed to pass the Jiang family's monthly trials, or he would be sent back to the small town.

"Time is getting tighter."

Jiang Xuan clenched his fists.

... Half an hour later, the bamboo grove gradually became lively.

This bamboo grove was under the jurisdiction of the Jiang family. Due to the abundant spiritual energy here, many Jiang family disciples chose to practice here every morning.

At this moment, they saw Jiang Xuan wandering alone in the forest and immediately began to gossip.

"It's Jiang Xuan! That waste from the branch lineage!"

"Why is he here again?

Does he still want to gain the qualifications for the monthly trials through practice?"

"Maybe! Do you think a waste from the branch lineage can do it?

To participate in the monthly trials, one needs to be at the Third Level of the Spirit Meridian Realm!"

"He probably hasn't even reached the First Level of the Spirit Meridian Realm yet!"

"I heard that the Jiang Xue who came with him is extremely beautiful. She later left him and is now with our family's genius, Jiang Tianyi!"

"That's natural. Beauty and heroism go together. Have you ever heard of a beauty with a fool?"

"Sigh! A waste is a waste! If I were him, I would find a hole to hide in!"

Seeing Jiang Xuan approach, the Jiang family disciples did not hold back but raised their voices, each showing a look of smugness, perhaps a kind of innate superiority of the main lineage over the branch lineage. Hearing the ridicule, Jiang Xuan's face turned cold.

Seeing Jiang Xuan's cold expression, a chubby boy immediately stepped forward, blocking Jiang Xuan.

"Jiang Xuan, are you不服气 (unwilling to accept it)?

Why don't we spar?"

"Jiang Mo!"

Jiang Xuan's expression was grim. Jiang Mo was considered one of the less talented in the main lineage, often bullied by some of the family's geniuses.

Therefore, he was even more ruthless to the branch lineage disciples, treating them as tools for venting.

"Jiang Mo is now at the Second Level of the Spirit Meridian Realm. Fighting him now is courting death!"

Anger surged in Jiang Xuan's heart, but years of experience had taught him to be patient.

"Jiang Mo, today I'm here to gather herbs for my sister. Let's fight another time."

Jiang Mo was stunned; he didn't expect Jiang Xuan to agree.

However, thinking of the pitiful sight of Jiang Xuan kneeling and begging for mercy at his feet next time, he felt a dark satisfaction.

"Fine! I'll wait for you at the training ground in three days!"

With that, Jiang Mo turned and left.

"Hehe! This will be a good show!"

"Make sure to save me a spot. How can we miss such a good show?"

The ridicule and mockery from around finally made Jiang Xuan lose control. He ran wildly into the depths of the bamboo grove.

"Why?

Why?"

His fists pounded the boulder in front of him, roaring wildly, as if trying to release all the pent-up pain in his heart. Growing up in a small town, he yearned for the colorful world outside. He wanted to cultivate and rise to prominence.

But the harsh reality had gradually crushed his childhood dreams. He was unwilling, he was unwilling...

"Rumble—"

Suddenly, the clear blue sky was filled with dark clouds, and lightning bolts like angry dragons rolled across the sky.

"Whoosh!"

Then, a golden lightning bolt pierced through space, carrying destructive energy, and struck Jiang Xuan's crown with a terrifying force.

"Crack!"

A loud noise, and Jiang Xuan felt the world go silent. His eyes wide open, he could hardly believe it.

He had imagined a thousand ways to die, but he never thought he would be struck dead by lightning...

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