Chapter 1: Wasteful Successor

Yuanwu Continent, martial arts is respected!

Zhaojiazhuang is an inconspicuous small village outside Bali City, a subordinate of Tianyuan County in the northwest of Yuanwu Continent. Situ Reading

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It can be said to be a remote and poor place.

Outside the village, near the grove near the cliff, a pale and thin boy was lying. The mountain wind blew, the boy's eyebrows trembled a few times, and his eyes suddenly opened.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

"What happened?"

"Didn't I, Ye Feng, get hit by a car? How come I'm here?"

There were no noisy voices, no traffic lights, and no trucks. The quiet environment around surprised Ye Feng, and two words inexplicably floated in his mind...

"Crossing?"

Looking down at the clothes on his body, his hands and feet that had not yet fully grown were not his original body at all.

After a long time, Ye Feng was silent.

He is an orphan from a poor mountain village in the northwest. With his hard work, he was admitted to the leading university in China. After graduation, he made a name for himself in the imperial capital within a few years. He was hailed as a new generation of leaders and received government awards. But no one expected that on the night he went to the venue to receive the award, he would be hit by a car accident and be thrown into the world of Yuanwu Continent, where martial arts is respected.

After adjusting his breathing, Ye Feng began to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind, but when he figured out the current situation, his brows knitted again.

There is no other reason.

The life experience and background of the previous owner of this body were really terrible.

Also called Ye Feng, fifteen years old, the only son of Ye Tian, ​​the former owner of Yejiazhuang.

It sounds good, but the point is that Yejiazhuang is a thing of the past, and there is no "Yejiazhuang" in the scope of Bali City now.

Seven years ago, when Ye Feng was eight years old, his father Ye Tian disappeared for unknown reasons. A year later, his mother died of depression. What surprised Ye Feng was that one accident after another happened. All the old friends and relatives of the Ye family either died or disappeared. In just a few years, all the Ye family members died, and only Ye Feng and his sister Hua Ling were left.

Yejiazhuang naturally became Zhaojiazhuang, and the owner was Zhao Dapeng, Ye Tian's sworn brother.

For Ye Feng, who was originally an orphan, this was actually nothing. What made him depressed was that the original owner of this body, Ye Feng, was a waste physique that could not awaken the martial veins. He had no talent for cultivation and could not even become the most basic warrior.

In this world where martial arts are respected, those who cannot awaken the martial veins to become warriors are completely useless and have no personality at all.

As a result, Ye Feng's life naturally fell into hell. The young master of the Ye family became an outsider who was not surnamed Zhao, and was a waste who could not even practice cultivation. His status was even lower than that of the servants.

Since that day, Ye Feng lived a life that was not a human life every day and was bullied.

Insults, ridicules, taunts, beatings and scoldings...

The Zhao clan members wished that Ye Feng would die sooner. Although the Ye family was expelled, after all, there was still the young master Ye Feng alive. As long as the Ye family was not dead, it would be unreasonable for Yejiazhuang to change its name to Zhaojiazhuang. So every day he would encounter all kinds of unreasonable difficulties. Ye Feng could only endure it and live tenaciously with his sister Hua Ling like cockroaches.

Until this morning...

The steward Zhao Tianle suddenly called Ye Feng and said that the young master Zhao Lun was about to advance to the fifth level of the warrior "Qi Transformation Realm" and urgently needed spiritual medicine to break through the bottleneck, so he asked Ye Feng to find a hundred-year-old ginseng.

A hundred-year-old old mountain ginseng.

This kind of rare thing is probably only found in the deep black forest behind the Zhaojiazhuang. But what is the black forest? Wild beasts roam everywhere, and there are powerful and terrifying monsters. Not to mention ordinary people like Ye Feng, even if a warrior with the third or fourth level of cultivation goes in, he will definitely not see the shadow of the hundred-year-old ginseng and will become a pile of scum.

Ye Feng showed a little resistance, and was slapped hard by Deacon Zhao. The original Ye Feng only had time to walk to this place and fell directly. The Ye Feng who came through took over this job.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with surging anger.

It can be foreseen.

The previous Ye Feng had been beaten to death by Zhao Tianle, and if he couldn't hand over the hundred-year-old ginseng, he would definitely be beaten to death a second time...

But now I am not a waste that can be ridiculed and played with by others!

A trace of coldness appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's lips.

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“Little waste, you are hiding here, making it easy for me to find you!”

Just as Ye Feng was thinking about how to deal with the next step, a domineering voice sounded on the mountain road more than ten feet away, and a tall and aggressive figure walked out.

“The deacon asked you to find a hundred-year-old ginseng, and you dared to be lazy?”

This man’s name is Zhao Hang. Ye Feng is not unfamiliar with him. This man usually stays by the side of the deacon Zhao Tianle. To be precise, he is a dog around Zhao Tianle. Even if the number of times he bullies Ye Feng is not ranked first or second, it can definitely be ranked in the top three.

In the past, Ye Feng could only stay away from him and avoid him if he could.

But today, he doesn’t want to avoid anything.

The days of humiliation were enough. Even if he could not awaken his martial veins and become a warrior, Ye Feng would not be bullied like before.

What was the purpose of Zhao Tianle sending him to find him? Did he want to confirm whether he was dead or not? Thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes twisted and his anger rose sharply, but he calmed down in an instant and raised his head and asked, "What do you want to find me for?"

He was not stupid enough to confront Zhao Hang head-on.

Zhao Hang was a warrior with the second level of Niu Jin cultivation. Although he had awakened only two or three martial veins and his cultivation talent was rubbish, a warrior was a warrior. It was enough to deal with Ye Feng now, and one hand was more than enough.

"Little waste, are you pretending to be stupid or cute? I advise you to do what the deacon wants. As long as you follow the deacon loyally and listen to the deacon, how could he let you go to Dahei Lin to die?" Zhao Hang said with a sinister look at Ye Feng.

"What do you mean?" Ye Feng raised his vigilance.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Hang sneered: "Stupid. You are hopelessly stupid, you don't know that you have a treasure at home. Can't you see that the deacon has taken a fancy to your sister?"

"As long as you obediently offer your sister Hua Ling to the deacon and become a relative of the deacon, who dares to bully you in Zhaojiazhuang?"

"What?"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists under his sleeves, but didn't say a word.

So that's it?

It turned out that this shameless guy had taken a fancy to his little sister. The figure of Hua Ling flashed through Ye Feng's mind. Although Hua Ling was only thirteen years old, she looked like a bud about to bloom, pure and lovely. No wonder she attracted Zhao Tianle's peeping.