Chapter 1

The small gate of the prison opened, and with one step out, the sunlight fell upon Wang Xiaofei. He shielded his eyes from the light, squinted, and slowly adapted to the spring-scented sunshine.

He's out!

Wang Xiaofei felt an urge to cry.

Three years!

After three years in prison, Wang Xiaofei felt as if he had lived a century. During those three years, he had many insights.

"Brother!"

At that moment, a young girl called out timidly.

"Xiaofei!"

The voice he had longed to hear came at the same time.

Blinking, Wang Xiaofei exclaimed, "Mom!" After shouting, Wang Xiaofei knelt before the middle-aged woman, who looked weary and tired.

"Brother..." Wang Caixia, his younger sister, held Wang Xiaofei's hand.

"It's good you're out, it's good you're out!" Lu Xianglian, holding Wang Xiaofei's hand, tears streamed down her face.

"Wang Xiaofei, start a new life after you get out, and don't come back here again!"

The warden looked at Wang Xiaofei and said, then turned around.

The prison gate closed again.

Looking at the closed gate, Wang Xiaofei stood there in a daze, scenes from his time in prison flashing before his eyes.

Wang Xiaofei was truly filled with myriad emotions. Since that incident, he knew his life had completely changed.

The various levels of inmates he met in prison taught him a lot, which gave him confidence for his life after release.

Of course, that wasn't the key. The key was the ancient cultivation legacy he obtained at the time, all the knowledge stored in his mind. Although he couldn't verify that knowledge in prison, it was firmly etched in his mind, impossible to forget.

After secretly cultivating for three years, Wang Xiaofei could clearly feel the significant changes in his body.

Where is Xiaofang?

Wang Xiaofei looked around, and the image of a beautiful girl appeared in his mind.

"Brother, what are you looking at? Don't look anymore. Li Fangfang has already changed her heart. Mom never wanted to tell you."

His younger sister, now a young woman, saw through his thoughts at a glance and huffed.

"Son, let's go home!"

Lu Xianglian wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

Turning to his sister, he heard Wang Caixia say, "Brother, a lot has happened in the past three years. You don't know, they are now living together!"

Clenching his fists, Wang Xiaofei forced a smile, "Let's go home."

"Son, now that you're out, live a good life. We don't need a woman like that."

"Mom, I know."

Wang Xiaofei wasn't from the city but from the countryside, from a very poor farming family. However, he was smart and had always been at the top of his class. He went to school in the county town from junior high to high school. During a shopping trip with classmates like Zheng Zhi in his senior year, a dispute arose, leading to a group fight.

Wang Xiaofei still remembered the incident clearly. It started when street thugs harassed Li Fangfang, and a fight broke out. In the end, Zheng Zhi accidentally stabbed one of the thugs to death.

At the time, Wang Xiaofei wasn't supposed to be in trouble; he would have been released after a warning. However, Zheng Zhi's father used his connections to pin the murder on Wang Xiaofei.

At that moment, Wang Xiaofei's family was in trouble. His father was hit by a car and needed surgery, but the Wang family couldn't afford the high medical costs.

Zheng Zhi's father appeared before Wang Xiaofei and made a deal: if Wang Xiaofei agreed to take the blame, all of his father's medical expenses would be covered.

Thinking of his father's condition, Wang Xiaofei, who was only seventeen and hadn't finished high school, agreed to take the blame.

In the end, Wang Xiaofei was sentenced to ten years and entered prison.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaofei performed well inside and had the help of a few influential people. After serving three years, he was finally released.

The past is like smoke. Wang Xiaofei didn't care about taking the blame; it was a deal. However, what made him sad was Li Fangfang. The incident was because of her, and he had gone to prison for her. In the three years, she never visited him and had now followed another man without any explanation.

"Father, are you better?" Looking at his father, who stood by the cart with an excited face, Wang Xiaofei felt a lump in his throat.

"Xiaofei, Father owes you so much!"

Wang Xiongshan grabbed his son's hand, his voice choked with emotion.

"No, as long as Father is better, everything is fine."

"Your father, let's go home."

Lu Xianglian glared at Wang Xiongshan.

"Alright, let's go home, let's go home."

Wang Xiongshan raised the whip and drove the cart towards the village.

From the fact that his parents had driven for hours to pick him up, Wang Xiaofei guessed that the family's situation wasn't good. He was deeply moved by their efforts.

Sitting in the cart, his sister introduced him to many things. Hearing that his classmates had gone to university, started businesses, or become civil servants, Wang Xiaofei felt a sense of loss.

However, he quickly put aside that feeling. He knew his situation; his life had changed from the moment the fight started.

In fact, Wang Xiaofei had a secret that he had never told anyone, and he wouldn't tell anyone in the future.

The place where the group fight happened was a scrap yard. When Wang Xiaofei was stabbed and fell, he knocked open the door of the scrap yard and landed on a pile of scrap. Somehow, his blood seeped into the scrap, and when it did, a large amount of information came from an old wooden plaque.

When the information transmission ended, the wooden plaque turned to ashes, everything was so strange.

This incident exposed Wang Xiaofei to knowledge that almost overturned his worldview.

What surprised Wang Xiaofei the most was the vast and varied content of the information.

After three hours, the cart finally arrived at a small village.

Looking at the familiar yet strange village scenes and his dilapidated house, Wang Xiaofei felt a sense of determination. From now on, he was truly going to walk a special path.