Chapter 1 Divine vein awakening
Chapter 1 Divine vein awakening
Bai Muchen was a peak expert of the Nine Firmaments Continent. He possessed extraordinary talent in the five Heavenly Spiritual Meridians, and was called the number one genius under the starry sky.
Since he was young, he had joined one of the eight great sects, the Profound Sky Sect, and stepped into the martial arts world at the age of eight. After that, he rode Juechen and became an expert at the Fortune Realm at the age of twenty-five!
He had even arranged a marriage with Xuan Qingzhu, the daughter of the Heavenly Profound Sect Master, which could be said to be doted on by thousands of people.
He was the brightest new star in the Nine Firmaments Continent in the past hundred years, and he was regarded as the person with the best chance of reaching the peak of martial arts.
However, when he was cultivating with Xuan Qingzhu and trying to break through the bottleneck, he was plotted by his beloved woman.
The Heavenly Profound Sect Master and Xuan Qingzhu's father and daughter conspired to frame Bai Muchen, causing him to go crazy and seize his Heavenly Spirit's five meridians' talent, which was absorbed by Xuan Qingzhu.
Bai Muchen, who had failed to break through the bottleneck, died with hatred because of the devilish fire.
Since then, Xuan Qingzhu, who was known as the number one beauty in the Nine Firmaments Continent, had stepped into the clouds, replacing Bai Muchen as one of the top characters on the Nine Firmaments Continent.
Perhaps God's compassion had given Bai Muchen a chance to be a person for two generations.
" Little Nan , little Nan , you're finally awake!"
Bai Muchen slowly opened his eyes. At the same time, accompanied by intense pain in his head, the memories of the two of them mixed together.
Nan, who had just turned sixteen, was a little thin and frail. He looked quite handsome, inheriting the delicacy of his mother and the handsomeness of his father.
At this moment, the middle-aged man who was shaking his shoulders vigorously was a middle-aged man who looked dignified but had a haggard face.
Bai Muchen looked at the middle-aged man's face empty-handed. The memories in his mind gradually became clear.
It turned out that he had been reborn, reborn on a dying youth, his current physical body. His name was Xiang Nan.
The Xiang Clan was once a rising clan in Cang Lan Continent, Wolong Continent, and Bluestone Town. Because the current clan head, Xiang Zhanxiong, was powerful, this clan had once enjoyed unlimited glory.
However, the path of martial dao was unpredictable. When Xiang Zhanxiong broke through to the Heaven Origin Realm, he had fallen into a bottleneck. Since then, he had been trapped for twenty years, and his cultivation had not improved by a single bit. He had become a laughingstock.
There are nine realms in martial arts: Body Tempering Realm-Innate Realm-Origin Realm-Heaven Origin Realm-Heaven Scryer Realm-Good Fortune Realm-Divine Martial Realm-Martial Saint-Heavenly Tribulation.
Each realm had nine levels, and Xiang Zhanxiong was trapped in the ninth level of the Origin Reversion Realm, unable to break through.
On the contrary, the Wang Clan, the Li Clan, the Mo Clan, and the three great clans broke through to the Heaven Origin Realm one after another, ruthlessly suppressing the Xiang Clan.
Perhaps it was because these three great clans had once humbled the Xiang Clan, and now they were even more afraid that the Xiang Clan would rise again, so they would intensify their crackdown on the Xiang Clan.
This was a world where everything was tested and talked about.
They frantically carved up the Xiang Clan's property and secretly killed all the geniuses of the Xiang Clan, causing the Xiang Clan members to die and flee, eventually leaving behind a desolate field of withered grass in the courtyard.
Xiang Zhanxiong was Xiang Nan's grandfather, and the middle-aged man in front of him was Xiang Nan's father, Xiang Shaohua.
At this moment, the Xiang Clan was already in dire straits. They weren't as powerful as an ordinary wealthy clan. Apart from their parents and grandfather, there was only a loyal old housekeeper left in the entire clan. He was not abandoned by a few servants.
Xiang Nan's memories went deep into Bai Muchen's heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the Xiang Clan's desolate scene.
"Father, this is" Xiang Nan struggled to do it.
"Oh, it's nothing. I accidentally bumped into it last night." Xiang Shaohua casually wiped the blood off his forehead and said, " little Nan , what's wrong with you? You can't even sleep after coming back last night."
Looking at Xiang Shaohua's concerned gaze, Xiang Nan also managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Nothing much. Last night, there was a small mistake in training. There was no major problem. Father, please rest assured."
Xiang Nan lied. In fact, it was the Wang Clan's Outsider Prince Zong Lin who ambushed him and broke his internal organs with a kick.
If it weren't for his sudden reincarnation in Xiang Nan, this Xiang Nan would probably have died in the early hours of this morning.
However, Xiang Nan knew that his father was also lying. The injury on his father's forehead was obviously caused by a weapon. It was impossible for it to be a small injury caused by a knock.
" Little Nan , your face is pale. Quickly lie down and don't move." Xiang Shaohua hurriedly helped Xiang Nan lie down again, his eyes filled with concern.
This kind of concern caused a trace of warmth to flow through Xiang Nan's heart. In his previous life, he was extremely aloof and arrogant. He had never experienced this kind of warmth before.
His only relatives were his respected master and the woman he loved the most. He never thought that the one who betrayed him would be his father and daughter.
"Not good, Young Lord, Young Master not good!"
Suddenly, the door was knocked open. A servant of the Xiang Clan rushed in in a hurry and said anxiously, "Old Li has been caught by the Wang Clan. He is currently outside the mansion. Young Lord, hurry up and take a look."
"What?" Xiang Nan and Xiang Shaohua were shocked and hurriedly ran out of the room.
Old Li was the old butler who had devoted his entire life to the Xiang Clan, Li Zhong.
Although Li Zhong and the Xiang Family were slaves, in the hearts of the Xiang Family, Li Zhong had always been treated as one's own family. Especially since Xiang Nan was raised by Li Zhong, that feeling was quite deep.
Xiang Nan felt that although there was some pain in his body, his injuries had basically healed.
"What's going on!" As Xiang Shaohua ran, he berated the servant, "Didn't I tell you that no one can take half a step out of the Xiang Clan in the past month?"
Xiang Nan's mind buzzed and his memories surged. It turned out that three days later was the day of the selection of the outstanding juniors of Bluestone City.
The outstanding young martial artists from the Wudao Town Selection could participate in the Bluestone City's Wudao City Selection in a month's time. At that time, there would be young geniuses from the Wolong Province's Wudao Sect.
It could be said that this was the most important day for all the clans in Bluestone Town, and even for all the young martial artists in Bluestone City.
If a junior of a clan was chosen by a certain Martial Arts Sect to become a disciple, then it would be a great thing for the clan to shine brightly, and their clan status would soar.
The Wang Clan, one of the three great clans of Bluestone Town, was the one that attacked the Xiang manor the most ruthlessly. They drew a large circle around the entire the Xiang manor and warned that within a month, those from the the Xiang manor who stepped out of the circle would be killed without mercy!
The purpose was to prevent the Xiang Family from participating in the Martial Town Election and the Martial City Election.
Thinking of this, Xiang Nan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes almost spitting out fire. He thought to himself, Wang Clan, you dare touch a hair on my Grandfather Li Zhong!
The father and son rushed out of the mansion and saw a group of Wang Clan youths looking at them in a cruel manner.
Three steps away from the entrance of the the Xiang manor was a long red line. That red line represented the Xiang manor 's life and death line.
Outside the red line, Wang Jiayuan's Prince Zong Lin was leading a group of subordinates, and under his feet, Li Zhong, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was stepping on a dead dog!
Wang Zonglin caught a glimpse of Xiang Nan with a slightly different expression. He muttered to himself in a very small voice, "This brat is actually still alive? Could it be that he attacked too lightly last night?"
"Wang Zonglin!" Xiang Shaohua poured blood into his pupils and angrily said, "Let go of Li Zhong!"
As Wang Zonglin stepped on Li Zhong, he pointed at the red line between the two sides and said, "We said that the Xiang Clan that crossed this red line will be killed without mercy."
"Could it be that you've taken my Wang Clan's words for granted?"
Someone beside him immediately laughed loudly, "Do you really think you are still the the Xiang manor ? Old dog Xiang Zhanxiong hasn't left the Xiang manor for three years, so he might have died long ago."
"Old dog" Xiang Shaohua's body trembled with anger. Unfortunately, he was not born to be a martial artist. He had cultivated bitterly for 40 years, but he was only a small Body Tempering Stage fifth layer martial artist.
Xiang Nan's talent was much better than his father's, but he wasn't that outstanding. He was only sixteen years old and had only reached the seventh level of Body Tempering.
However, Wang Zonglin, a 16-year-old distant relative of the Wang Clan, was already an expert at the ninth level of Body Tempering!
"Wang Zonglin, get rid of your dirty feet." Xiang Nan took a step forward. His toes were just about to touch the red line. He said in a deep voice, "Aren't you worried that my Xiang family will participate in the martial arts town election?"
"I can promise you, as long as you let Grandpa Li go, I will withdraw …"
"Young Master, no!" Half of Li Zhong's face was trampled on the ground. At this moment, he did not know where the strength came from. He suddenly raised his head and said with difficulty, "This old man's remnant life is not worth anything. Young Master, you …"
Before he could finish speaking, Li Zhong was stomped back by Wang Zonglin, and he even used the sole of his shoe to ruthlessly crush Li Zhong's face twice.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Nan immediately clenched his hands tightly and gritted his teeth, saying word by word, "Let go of Grandpa Li. I will be chosen not to go by Wudao Town."
Wang Zonglin looked up and smiled, "It's just an old dog raised by a family. It's worth your sacrifice. You're truly a loser. It seems that even without the suppression of my Wang family, your Xiang family wouldn't have done much."
"Since you want this old dog, I will return it to you."
With that, Wang Zonglin picked up Li Zhong and kicked him on the back.
Li Zhong immediately flew out, and Xiang Nan Xiang Shaohua and his son charged forward, stopping Li Zhong from flying backwards.
"Grandpa Li!" Xiang Nan looked at Li Zhong's injuries and saw that his internal organs were shattered by Wang Zonglin's kick just like he did last night.
"Old Li" Xiang Shaohua's eyes also became moist. He supported Li Zhong and choked, "You are … why bother."
Although Li Zhong's mouth had been bleeding, he forced a smile, "Young Lord, Young Madam is not well. As a servant, you can see it in your eyes and feel pain in your heart. This is … this is me … cough cough …"
As he spoke, Li Zhong trembled as he took out something from his bosom. The Xiang Clan's father and son were already in tears when they saw his colleague.
It was a bag of herbs!
Xiang Nan's mind buzzed. He finally understood why Grandpa Li was lying on the ground when he was trampled by Wang Zonglin, and his back was slightly arched!
It turned out that Li Zhong had risked his life to protect this bag of herbs!
Li Zhong had been beaten by Wang Zonglin to the point that his bones were broken, a long shirt was tattered, and even his organs were shattered. However, this bag of herbs was unexpectedly intact.
"Old Li!" Xiang Shaohua pinched the herbs and choked, "My Xiang Clan … I'm sorry about you."
"Grandfather." Xiang Nan grabbed Li Zhong's hand and said, "Grandpa, little Nan still wants to play with Grandpa and go to the back mountain to pick mushrooms with Grandpa. Grandpa, don't go …"
Li Zhong kindly stroked Xiang Nan's temples, and the doting look in his eyes was as warm as the sun. "Good child … Grandpa Li, cough … I can't accompany you anymore."
"Grandpa Li is leaving. You have to take good care of yourself …"
"Old … Old man, I have served the Xiang Clan all my life. Now that I am able to die for the Xiang Clan, it can be considered … it can also be considered …"
Before he could finish speaking, Li Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood on Xiang Nan's chest and died.
At this moment, Xiang Nan felt as if he had been struck by five bolts of lightning. At the same time, a thunderclap exploded from his dantian!
The divine veins in his body that had been hidden for a long time had awakened!