Chapter 4

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

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As the golden aura of the Dajin Bell covered the first heaven, Jiang Tai focused his mind like a crystal. The primordial qi's creative power was boundless, and with this foundation, Jiang Tai's cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. However, even with this advantage, he did not succeed in a short time.

Fortunately, Jiang Tai had already entered the initial stage due to the primordial qi, and all he needed now was time to refine himself. He ate and slept, and compared to other infants, he was extremely quiet.

In the upper dantian, the purple-gold vortex gradually formed into a sphere, absorbing the spiritual energy generated daily. However, Jiang Tai found that his cultivation speed was faster when he was exposed to sunlight.

Thus, whenever he was not in the sun, Jiang Tai would cry loudly without any shame.

Although Man Daren was puzzled, he did not know the reason.

In the capital city of Wanchou in the Chen Kingdom, at the Man residence.

Several servants were whispering.

"Man Er爷 brought back that child a year ago, and he's really a prodigy!"

"Yes, all we see is this child sleeping and needing sunlight, and he can already speak clearly!"

"Two-year-old children can speak, but it's rare to see one speak so clearly!"

"Man Er爷 has been missing for almost ten years. I thought Man Er爷... But then he suddenly brought back a child, and I thought the Man family had a new young master. Who knew the child is actually surnamed Jiang?"

"I think this child is Man Er爷's offspring; otherwise, why would Man Er爷 dote on him every day?"

"No, no, Man Er爷 calls him 'Little Master,' so this child must have a significant background!"

"Regardless of his background, Man Er爷 absolutely spoils this child. Who is Man Er爷? Ten years ago, he was the tyrant of Wanchou. Few of his peers could match him. He was so proud that no one dared to disrespect him, but this child can ride on Man Er爷's back, and Man Er爷 not only doesn't get angry but even smiles!"

"Indeed, I just saw Man Er爷 taking the little master out!"

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As the servants whispered, Jiang Tai was walking through the market with Man Er爷.

Jiang Tai was riding on Man Er爷's shoulders, looking curiously at the surroundings. Man Er爷 was in a good mood, carrying little Jiang Tai and smiling as they strolled.

"Uncle Man, is this the market of Wanchou? It doesn't seem like much!" Little Jiang Tai looked around and said.

"Hahaha, you little thing, what do you know?" Man Er爷 laughed.

Little Jiang Tai was naturally intelligent, understanding things after just one explanation. Although Man Er爷 sometimes found it strange, he did not mind. Moreover, little Jiang Tai was very close to him, making Man Er爷 like this little guy even more.

"Uncle Man, Uncle Man, I want to buy something, I want that!" Little Jiang Tai's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not far away, a dark-skinned man was selling a falcon that was barely alive. The falcon had numerous wounds, its feathers were messy, and bloodstains were everywhere. The dark-skinned man was hawking the falcon.

"Oh?" Man Er爷 was slightly taken aback.

"Little Tai, you want to buy something? Do you know what it is?"

"Of course I know, it's a falcon, and I want it!" Little Jiang Tai called out excitedly.

The falcon's wings, when spread, were larger than little Jiang Tai's body. Seeing little Jiang Tai demanding to buy this 'large' fierce beast, Man Er爷 was speechless.

"Little Tai, what do you want the falcon for?" Man Er爷 asked, somewhat worried.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to buy it, but he was afraid the falcon might hurt little Jiang Tai.

"Uncle Man, just buy it for me!" Little Jiang Tai said, trying to flatter Man Er爷 despite feeling disgusted with himself. He felt a bit ashamed, but with his current body, he had no choice.

Jiang Tai didn't want to raise a falcon as a pet but to cultivate an external body. In the upper dantian, there was a gift from his master, an independent soul of a drought demon. The external body was about finding an animal, taking over its body, and regenerating in it to form a second body. Over the past year, Jiang Tai had considered what animal to take over.

A fish in the water? An animal on the ground? A creature in the soil? A bird in the sky?

He ultimately chose a bird in the sky without hesitation. At least it could soar through the sky, and if it evolved into a great demon, it could carry his original body through the air.

The falcon before him was injured, but it had once been a king of the sky. Since he wanted to cultivate a flying great demon, he naturally chose the strongest.

Little Jiang Tai looked at the injured falcon with shining eyes.

The falcon seemed to sense something, and its sharp eyes looked at Jiang Tai, making him slightly taken aback. The eyes were full of intelligence, as if it had human wisdom, like a high-ranking person scrutinizing an ant.

Jiang Tai looked at the falcon strangely but quickly returned to his previous joy.

"Uncle Man, I want this falcon!" Little Jiang Tai said again.

The man selling the falcon smiled. "Sir, would you like to buy this falcon? It was caught on Mount Taihao, and it's very impressive!"

"Impressive?" Man Er爷 looked at the man with disdain.

The falcon was covered in wounds, with many feathers missing. Apart from its sharp eyes, it didn't look impressive at all.

The man selling the falcon laughed awkwardly. "Sir, you have a keen eye. I found this falcon at the foot of Mount Taihao. The area was scorched, and the falcon was unlucky, probably struck by lightning during a storm. I found it almost dead and was going to eat it, but since I owe gambling debts, I decided to sell it."

"How much?" Man Er爷 asked.

"Ten knives!"

"Ten knives? Ha, are you trying to rob me? A fierce falcon isn't worth that much!" Man Er爷 sneered.

The man selling the falcon laughed bitterly. "Sir, I know it's not right, but I really owe ten knives. If I can't pay, I'd rather eat it myself!"

Man Er爷 looked at the man, frowned, and finally nodded. "Fine, ten knives it is!"

Man Er爷 took out ten knife coins from his pocket.

"Thank you, sir, thank you!" The man happily took the ten knife coins.

"Take it and deliver it to the Man residence later!" Man Er爷 said.

"Sure, sir!" The man happily agreed.

Selling for ten knives, the man was very happy and readily agreed.

"Hey, isn't that Man Er爷? Spending ten knives on a dying falcon? Hahaha, are you buying a horse's bones for a thousand gold?" A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Everyone looked and saw a middle-aged man in a splendid robe, accompanied by a group of servants and two large dogs, walking over.

The man in the splendid robe had a hint of hatred in his eyes but seemed afraid to act.

"Chen Jiu?" Man Er爷 frowned.

Chen Jiu looked at Man Er爷 with a mocking smile and chuckled. "Man Er爷, how are you? Haha, you're still as wasteful as before, hey!"

"Hahaha!" The servants laughed along.

A crowd of onlookers gradually gathered.

Jiang Tai immediately understood that this was a provocation. And from his tone, he seemed like a typical spoiled second-generation rich kid from a novel.

"Chen Jiu, haven't seen you in ten years. Are you still itchy? Do you miss the bamboo strips on your flesh?" Man Er爷 sneered.

"Uncle Man, what are bamboo strips on flesh?" Little Jiang Tai asked, playing along.

"It's when bamboo strips are used to beat the flesh until it's cooked." Man Er爷 explained with a smile.

"I see, Uncle Man must have treated him to it before, and he wants more!" Little Jiang Tai said, playing along.

"Hahaha!" The onlookers laughed, looking at the small child with curiosity.

This child was too smart, even knowing how to insult indirectly?

Man Er爷 also laughed, but Chen Jiu's face turned red with anger, glaring at little Jiang Tai.

Little Jiang Tai wasn't afraid and smiled at the second-generation rich kid.

Man Er爷 was cautious, preventing little Jiang Tai from getting hurt.

Chen Jiu's face was red with anger, but he held back and laughed coldly. "I remember, Man Er爷, you were once the tyrant of Wanchou, with high standards, looking down on everyone. I didn't expect you to let a child ride on your back now. Interesting, interesting!"

"Uncle Man, what's so interesting? His face is as red as a monkey's butt!" Little Jiang Tai said innocently.

"I don't know!" Man Er爷 laughed.

The onlookers also saw Chen Jiu's red face and laughed.

Man Er爷 was away from Wanchou, and Chen Jiu was a well-known rich kid there. Today, he was repeatedly humiliated by this child.

"Brat!" Chen Jiu couldn't hold back.

"Slap!"

Man Er爷 suddenly slapped Chen Jiu from a distance, and the palm wind hit Chen Jiu's face.

"Ah!" Chen Jiu clutched his face in pain.

"Bold!" The servants rushed forward.

"Hmm?" Man Er爷 glared, and a killing aura emanated from him, causing the temperature to drop sharply.

The servants, under this killing aura, didn't dare to take a step forward, their faces pale and uncertain. The two large dogs Chen Jiu was leading were also scared and ran away.

Little Jiang Tai saw Man Er爷's move for the first time. In a word, it was domineering!

"Man Zhong, you dare to hit me?" Chen Jiu clutched his face, his eyes filled with resentment.

"If I hear you insult Little Tai again, I'll hit you every time!" Man Er爷 said coldly.

"My sister won't let you off!"

"Chen Yi? Hmph, if it weren't for her, it wouldn't be just one slap." Man Er爷 said coldly.

With that, Man Er爷 carried little Jiang Tai and left.

No one dared to stop them. Chen Jiu, supported by his servants, looked at Man Er爷's back with resentment.

"A bunch of useless scum! Just watching? Ah?" Chen Jiu vented his anger on his servants.

"Slap!" "Slap!" ...

The servants were hit in the face, but they dared not speak out.

"Uncle Man, who is that second-generation rich kid?" Jiang Tai turned and looked at the scene not far away.

Not far away, Chen Jiu's face suddenly stiffened, and he stopped hitting his servants.

Second-generation rich kid? This little brat called me a second-generation rich kid?

Boom!

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Although Wanchou was large, there were not many interesting stories, and the term 'second-generation rich kid' quickly spread throughout Wanchou.

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