Chapter 347: Do Not Bully the Poor Youth!

Northern Border, Yan City, Yan Family.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully the poor youth!"

Inside the spacious hall, an eight-year-old boy stood tall with his chest out, speaking each word with ringing clarity; his face was etched with unyielding resolve, and his eyes seemed to hide a lion.

Yet the response he received was a disdainful sneer.

Despite such an attitude, the Yan family dared not harbor even a shred of dissatisfaction, for the opponent's background was simply too immense; he was the sole hegemon of the Northern Border.

Northern Border, Divine Martial Gate!

"Stop talking such useless nonsense. Yan Xiao, your parents are now both dead, while my young lady is about to enter the Divine Martial Gate and possesses a far brighter future."

"Do you wish to delay her like this?"

"The young lady is very grateful for the resources you have provided her over these years, but you are no longer from the same world; part ways here, and may all be well!"

"Why not quickly dissolve the betrothal?"

Upon hearing these words, the boy immediately looked toward the middle-aged man who had spoken; the girl, once beautiful, now gazed back at him with a cold expression.

Once upon a time, they were regarded by others as a golden boy and a jade girl; however, as she gained the favor of the Divine Martial Gate, everything changed; a boy with no parents, no support, and only passable talent compared to her was like an ant on the ground versus a star in the sky.

The former could only look up to the latter.

Thinking this, the girl simply withdrew her gaze, no longer looking at the boy; beside her, the middle-aged man spoke with an impatient expression:

"Enough, sign it quickly."

Having finished speaking, he took a contract paper from his robes and threw it before the boy: "The young lady is waiting to cultivate at the Divine Martial Gate; there is no time to waste!"

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Although the boy very much wanted to slap the contract paper directly onto the other's face, in the end he swallowed the bitterness in his heart and trembled as he picked up the paper.

Circumstances are stronger than people.

'Today's humiliation, I shall return a hundredfold!'

The boy swore in his heart, signed his name, then with tears in the corners of his eyes, stared fiercely at the other, striving to maintain the last shred of his dignity.

"Bang!"

Just then, the main gate of the Yan Family suddenly burst open; a figure strode in, his aura calm, appearing at first glance like an ordinary mortal.

"Who goes there!"

Instantly, everyone present angrily shouted, except for the middle-aged man who had forced the boy to sign the contract; his expression turned pale with terror, revealing fear.

He had been using his spiritual sense to cover the entire Yan Family; with his cultivation at the peak of Qi Condensation, who could have entered the Yan Family silently without him noticing? Thinking this, the middle-aged man dared not hesitate for a single moment; he knelt on one knee on the spot and respectfully said: "This inferior cultivator greets the True Person!"

However, the Demon-Sweeping True Person did not pay the other any attention.

He merely calculated with his fingers, then fixed his gaze upon the unyielding boy in the hall whose eyes held tears; his expression softened, and he immediately smiled:

"Daoist Lu, it has been a long time."

Upon hearing this, the boy was momentarily stunned: "You are...?"

"My name is Ye Guangji."

As the words fell, the Demon-Sweeping True Person reached into his robes and actually produced a token: "You and I have a karmic connection from a past life; therefore, in this life, I have come to save you."

Having finished speaking, he shoved the token into the boy's hand:

"From today on, you are the Demon-Sweeping True Person's sole disciple, the leader of the Righteous Path, the true transmission of the Jiangnan Yushu Jiange; come, return with me to Jiangnan to lead the Righteous Path."

As the words fell, all sounds ceased, followed immediately by an even more violent outburst of noise.

"Jiangnan Yushu Jiange!?"

"A sect comparable to the Mo Sect, how is this possible! On what grounds does this trash qualify?"

"Could it be that a Foundation Establishment True Person has reincarnated!?"

The middle-aged man's expression froze completely; he was not an ignorant person; he immediately turned to look at the boy, only to see the corners of his mouth still twitching.

One second ago, the boy was at the east of the river for thirty years.

Unexpectedly, the next second, he was at the west of the river.

"Pfft"

Life's ups and downs were too fast, and happiness came too suddenly; the boy's tears had not yet been held back, and his smile was simply impossible to suppress.

At the same time, as if some shackles had been broken.

"Boom!"

Instantly, a current of fortune visible only to the Demon-Sweeping True Person erupted from the boy's barren body, causing him to nod slightly:

'Daoist Lu truly has excellent methods.'

"It actually worked!"

Lu Yang witnessed the entire process through 【Puppet Master】 and said with satisfaction: "This fate of the 【Fallen Genius】 has reached perfection at this stage!"

Everything was naturally his arrangement.

More precisely, eight years ago he cast a fortune for his own clone, setting the destiny and fate of "Fallen Genius, accumulating strength for a sudden breakthrough."

To maintain this fate, one must 【Abstain from Luxury】; in other words, one must live in poverty, be bullied by others, and seek everything in vain until an external force breaks this deadlock, allowing one to break the cocoon and be reborn, accumulating strength for a sudden breakthrough, and repaying the suffering once endured a thousandfold.

"Having been trash for eight years, the fortune has also been dormant for a full eight years."

"Now that it has awakened in one moment, the fortune surges to the sky; it is just right to use 【Fortune Divination】; for any matter, the probability of drawing 【Great Auspiciousness】 is extremely high!"

Thinking this, Lu Yang felt quite proud.

After all, this was a fate he had painstakingly woven; although it required enduring suffering for a long time, a clone should suffer for the sake of the original body!

If it does not suffer much, how can I enjoy happiness?

Look, now that the clone's suffering has ended, has not the original body's sweetness arrived?

"However, this little trick is not actually Gao Chao; the Demon-Sweeping True Person should have seen through it... he merely thinks it is a backup plan I left before reincarnating."

"In any case, the fortune exploding after this fate reaches perfection, combined with the clone's past life roots, should surely be enough to warrant the attention of the Yushu Jiange."

Without hesitation, the clone followed the True Person of Purging Demons away.

Yet just as they departed, the True Person of Purging Demons, sighing, impressed a spell formula into the clone's sea of consciousness, causing Lu Yang to narrow his eyes:

"It is a secret method to eradicate the past life."

This was not strange; after all, the clone was an outsider, not a direct scion of the Yushu Jiange, so without choosing to abandon his past life, he could not obtain the Yushu Jiange's true transmission.

Only in this way could he gain the Yushu Jiange's trust.

"Very well. Anyway, with the 【Puppet on Strings】 present, no matter how the past life is eradicated, the clone remains under my control and has no effect on me."

Lu Yang quickly regained his composure.

Through the 【Puppet on Strings】, he watched the True Person of Purging Demons merge with sword light, carrying the clone through the void, and before long they returned to the Jiangnan region.

Then Lu Yang saw the 【Yushu Jiange】.

Although he had been in Jiangnan for so long, for safety's sake, he had never approached the gates of the Yuchu Yushu Jiange, fearing discovery and exposure of his true background.

This was still the first time.

What met his gaze was a towering peak piercing the clouds, an extreme heavenly dangerous mountain, as if a divine sword had risen from the ground, its blade pointing straight beyond the heavens, so majestic its full form was hard to see.

Setting aside whether the Yushu Jiange consisted entirely of sword cultivators.

At least, judging by the image project of the mountain gate, it was already very much like sword cultivators.

The True Person of Purging Demons rode the sword light, flying straight into the Yushu Jiange, then climbed the clouds upward until he saw a palace hall on the cliff edge of the dangerous peak, where he extinguished the light and descended.

"Greetings, True Person of Purging Demons!"

Before the palace hall, two young disciples, seeing this, hurried forward to pay respects; the True Person of Purging Demons nodded in response, then led Lu Yang into the palace hall.

"This place is named the Reception Hall."

The True Person of Purging Demons explained: "Every disciple who enters must have their roots tested here; only those with deep roots can obtain our sect's true transmission."

Having spoken, the True Person of Purging Demons gently pushed Lu Yang.

Inside the Reception Hall was a somewhat narrow corridor, resembling an ancestral hall; at the head stood a shrine, upon which rested a sword and an incense burner.

Then the True Person of Purging Demons handed Lu Yang three lit incense sticks and said in a deep voice: "Go, offer incense to the Ancestral Master."

"From now on, you are the true transmission of my Yushu Jiange."

(End of this chapter)