Chapter 352: Don't Bully the Young for Being Poor!

Northern Frontier, Yan City, Yan Family.

“Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don’t bully the young for being poor!”

Inside the spacious hall, an eight-year-old boy held his head high and chest out, speaking every word with resounding force. His face was filled with unyielding determination, and his eyes seemed to hide a lion.

However, the response he received was a sneer of disdain.

Yet, facing such an attitude, the Yan Family members dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, simply because the other party’s background was truly too great—the sole hegemon of the Northern Frontier.

Northern Frontier, Divine Martial Sect.

“Enough with this useless nonsense. Yan Xiao, both your parents are dead now, while my young miss is about to join the Divine Martial Sect and possess a far grander future.”

“Do you intend to hold her back just like this?”

“The young miss is very grateful for the resources you’ve provided her over these years, but you are no longer people of the same world. Part ways here, and let everything be well!”

“Why aren’t you dissolving the engagement yet?”

As these words came out, the boy instantly looked beside the middle-aged man who spoke. The young girl, once lovely in appearance, was now looking back at him with a cold expression.

Once upon a time, they were the golden boy and jade girl in the eyes of others. However, as she gained the favor of the Divine Martial Sect, everything changed. Compared to her, a boy with dead parents, no one to rely on, and only barely passable talent was like an ant on the ground compared to a star in the sky.

The former could only look up at the latter.

Thinking of this, the girl simply withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at the boy. Beside her, the middle-aged man spoke impatiently:

“Alright, hurry up and sign it.”

After speaking, he took out a contract paper from his chest and threw it in front of the boy. “The young miss is waiting to go to the Divine Martial Sect to cultivate. There is no time to delay!”

“…”

Although the boy really wanted to throw the contract paper directly in the other party’s face, in the end, he swallowed the bitterness in his heart and picked up the contract paper with trembling hands.

The situation was stronger than the person.

Today’s humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold!

The boy swore in his heart and signed his name. Then, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he stared fixedly at the other party, trying hard to maintain his last shred of dignity.

Bang!

Just then, the main gate of the Yan Family was suddenly pushed open. A figure walked in leisurely, his aura peaceful, looking like a mortal at first glance.

“Who goes there!”

Instantly, everyone present shouted angrily. Only the middle-aged man who had forced the boy to sign the contract turned pale and revealed a look of panic.

One must know that he had been covering the entire Yan Family with his divine sense. With his Qi Refining Perfection cultivation, who could walk into the Yan Family silently without him noticing? Thinking of this, the middle-aged man dared not hesitate in the slightest. He knelt on one knee on the spot and said respectfully, “This lowly cultivator greets the Perfected One!”

However, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon ignored him.

He simply pinched his fingers to divine, then let his gaze fall on the unyielding boy in the center of the hall whose eyes held tears. His look softened, and then he revealed a smile—

“Fellow Daoist Lu, it has been a long time.”

The boy was stunned upon hearing this. “You are…?”

“My name is Ye Guangji.”

As his voice fell, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon reached into his robe and actually took out a token. “Fellow Daoist had fate with me in a past life, so in this life, I have come to guide you.”

After speaking, he stuffed the token into the boy’s hand—

“From today on, you are the sole disciple of me, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon, the leader of the Righteous Path, a True Disciple of the Jiangnan Sword Pavilion. Come, return to Jiangnan with me to uphold the Righteous Path.”

As his voice fell, all sounds were silenced, followed by an even more violent eruption of noise.

“Jiangnan Sword Pavilion!?”

“The one comparable to the Demonic Path… How is that possible! Why does this trash deserve it?”

“Could it be the reincarnation of a Foundation Establishment Perfected One!?”

The middle-aged man’s expression completely froze. He wasn’t an ignorant person, so he immediately turned to look at the boy, only to see the corner of the boy’s mouth twitching.

A second ago, the boy was still thirty years east of the river.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he had arrived west of the river.

“Pfft…”

Life’s ups and downs were too fast, and happiness came too suddenly. Before the boy could hold back his tears, his smile became utterly uncontrollable.

At the same time, it was as if some shackle had been broken.

Boom!

Instantly, a surge of luck that only Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon could see erupted from the boy’s meager body, making him nod slightly—

Fellow Daoist Lu truly has good methods…

“It really worked!”

Lu Yang witnessed the whole process through the [Marionette] and said with satisfaction, “This ‘Fallen Genius’ destiny can be considered perfected at this step!”

Everything was naturally his arrangement.

To be precise, eight years ago, he read the fate for his clone once, setting the destiny and luck of “Fallen Genius, accumulating profoundly to erupt thinly.”

And to maintain this destiny, one had to [Abstain from Extravagance]. In other words, one had to live a life of poverty, be bullied by others, and fail to obtain anything despite begging bitterly. Only when an external force broke this deadlock could one break out of the cocoon and be reborn, accumulating profoundly to erupt thinly, repaying the suffering endured a hundred and a thousand times over.

“Acting as trash for eight years, the luck has also been dormant for a full eight years.”

“Now that it has awakened in one morning, luck surges to the sky. It’s just right for using [Divining Luck Drawing Lots]. No matter what it is, the probability of drawing a [Great Auspice] is extremely high!”

Thinking of this, Lu Yang felt quite proud.

After all, this was a destiny he had painstakingly woven. Although it required suffering for a long time, it was a clone; it should suffer for the main body!

If it didn’t suffer more, how could I enjoy blessings?

Look, now that the clone’s bitterness has ended, hasn’t the main body’s sweetness arrived?

“However, this trick isn’t actually that brilliant. Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon should have seen through it too… It’s just that he thinks it’s a backup plan I left before reincarnating.”

“In any case, the luck erupted after this destiny was perfected, plus the clone’s background from the previous life, should be enough to be valued by the Sword Pavilion no matter what.”

Without hesitation, the clone left directly with Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon.

However, at the moment of leaving, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon sighed and struck a hand seal into the clone’s sea of consciousness, making Lu Yang narrow his eyes:

“It’s a secret technique to erase the past life…”

This wasn’t surprising. After all, the clone was an outsider, not a direct descendant of the Sword Pavilion. So without choosing to abandon the past life, it was impossible to obtain the true teachings of the Sword Pavilion.

Only in this way could one gain the Sword Pavilion’s trust.

“…Fine. Anyway, with the [Marionette] present, no matter how the past life is erased, the clone is under my control. It has no effect on me.”

Lu Yang quickly regained his calm.

Through the [Marionette], he watched Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon merge with the sword light, taking the clone to traverse the void. Before long, they returned to the territory of Jiangnan.

Then Lu Yang saw the [Sword Pavilion].

Although he had been in Jiangnan for so long, for safety’s sake, he had never approached the mountain gate of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion, fearing his background would be discovered and exposed.

This was the first time.

What entered his vision was a precipitous peak towering into the clouds, like a divine sword rising from the ground, its tip pointing straight to the outer heavens. It was so majestic that its full appearance could not be seen.

Leaving aside whether everyone in the Sword Pavilion was a sword cultivator.

At least judging from the image project of the mountain gate, this was already very sword cultivator-like.

Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon rode the sword light, flying all the way into the Sword Pavilion, then climbed up the clouds until he saw a palace hall on the edge of the perilous cliff before retracting the light and landing.

“Greetings, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon!”

In front of the palace gate, two young disciples hurriedly came forward to bow upon seeing this. Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon nodded in response, then led Lu Yang into the palace.

“This place is called the Reception Hall.”

Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon explained, “Every entry disciple must have their background tested here. Only those with profound backgrounds can obtain the true teachings of this sect.”

After speaking, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon gently pushed Lu Yang.

Inside the Reception Hall was a slightly narrow walkway, resembling an ancestral hall. At the head was a shrine, and on the shrine were a sword and an incense burner.

Then Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon handed three lit incense sticks to Lu Yang and said in a deep voice, “Go, offer incense to the Patriarch.”

“From now on, you are a True Disciple of my Sword Pavilion.”

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