Chapter 783: New World (In honor of the Twilight Rose Alliance Leader!)

The ninth year of Guanghe of the Great Song Dynasty.

An ominous sign descended from the heavens, with stars appearing in broad daylight.

In a deep mountain, beneath a precipice.

Aaron opened his eyes.

Pain!

From head to toe, there was not a single place that did not ache intensely!

"Broken bones all over, multiple soft tissue contusions... Did I... fall off a cliff?"

Aaron subconsciously channeled his Spirituality to heal himself.

Remaining in the deep mountains and old forests in the dead of night, even an old hunter would have to be extremely cautious, or they might accidentally end up as wolf feed!

While trekking, Aaron silently organized the memories of Fang La.

"Wait... why did I think about rebelling from the very beginning? Just because my name is Fang La?"

"Pity... it seems that won't work."

A moment later, he flipped over and climbed up: "Still feeling a lot of pain... but my Spirituality is exhausted."

Great Song Dynasty... Luzhouji... Fang La... Flower and Bird Convoy...

The Spirituality of 'Yao' transformed into 'Chi', nourishing his entire body in thin wisps, causing his body to emit sounds like popping beans.

At this thought, he could not help but feel melancholy.

He moved his body and discovered there were no other major issues.

"If I could still connect to my main body and obtain Spiritual support, wouldn't I be able to slaughter everyone with my own unique path?"

Aaron sighed and thought of other aspects.

The straw sandals on his feet were chafing, causing the skin to ache, and he might have even broken skin and bled.

He hurriedly dragged his body toward the sound of flowing water and saw a small stream like a jade ribbon between the mountain rocks.

After figuring this out, Aaron felt a great chill in his heart:

"Although I can sense the main body... the main body can no longer support me with Spirituality..."

In an ancient feudal society, having an official position meant being above others!

Let alone an official, even a minor clerk could act with impunity in the countryside, especially tax clerks and household registration clerks; by slightly manipulating things and altering documents, they could bankrupt a small farming family, or even turn the whole family into semi-slave tenant farmers!

Some minor bruises and the like would heal after resting for a while, so he began to look around.

At least, Fang La had not heard any rumors of True Immortals or Buddhas appearing in the world.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The jackals, wolves, tigers, leopards, brown bears, and wild boars in the dense forest... those were all great menaces!

On the contrary...

In an instant, some fragmented memories surfaced.

"More importantly, what is meant by the 'people' living in misery? The commoners, the humble families, the scholar-officials, the powerful clans... they are all the same damn thing. Fang La is at most a commoner! He was long ago excluded from the category of 'the people'."

As for taking the Civil Service Examination, or practicing martial arts and joining the army?

The Civil Service Examination still offered a glimmer of hope, although the powerful families controlled the classics, books were expensive, and one couldn't find anyone to teach... but at least one could go and gamble on luck.

As for learning martial arts, that was a dream; literature is for the poor, martial arts for the rich. Without a good body built by eating meat every day, how could one talk about martial arts?

"To think I'm called by this name... it seems... I am destined to rebel."

According to the experience of mountain folk, walking this way often leads out of the deep mountains to places with human traces.

Sitting on a blue stone, he gazed at the water and saw a young man wearing a coarse hemp shirt, with fairly delicate features, broad shoulders, and a tall, upright build.

Aaron dragged his exhausted body along the stream toward lower ground.

With equipment, physical strength, and training inferior to others, it is normal for the combat loss ratio to be ugly.

Well, Fang La was an only child, and because his family was poor, he was not yet married and had no childhood sweetheart or child bride...

Even if one was not a registered clerk but just a helper hired by the government, one could run rampant and extort the villagers!

"In short... seeking a local path of martial arts seems to be a dead end."

And recently, because he saw a government notice at the market, he had entered the deep mountains to search for rare flowers and birds to substitute for labor service.

Lush grass and shaded trees... what a scene of original, natural beauty!

Recalling the hardships in his thoughts, Aaron touched his hungry stomach and fell silent.

But Aaron looked at the sky and dared not stop.

So-called sorcery often consists mostly of scams and sleight of hand.

Being able to attach oneself to a powerful family and be favored by a Noble, taken in as a servant, seems to be the best way out...

On the contrary, those of the lower classes without Taoist or Buddhist registration who swindled and bluffed were frequently caught by the government, dunked in manure pits, and then beheaded or exiled.

But the current Emperor is incompetent, treacherous officials are in power, taxes are soaring, and the people are living in misery!

For example, the great treacherous official 'Jia Yan', in order to please the Emperor, ordered the construction of a world-class garden, which contained countless rare flowers, birds, exotic beasts, strange rocks, and plants...

And some great heroes of the greenwood, who constantly thought about being granted amnesty and becoming dogs for the Imperial Court, could not even obtain the position of a From Ninth Rank Inspector!

"It seems this is not a low-martial arts world... damn, the people in the martial arts world are living too miserably..."

For this reason, the Imperial Court increased taxes several times and specially established the 'Flower and Bird Convoy', causing countless families to be broken and destroyed.

Aaron closed his eyes, his expression turning very ugly.

And then... he accidentally fell half to death!

"Harsh government is fiercer than tigers and snakes..."

"Whoosh..."

"It seems... I have arrived in an ancient society without magic?"

Yet in this world, the laws were unexpectedly rigorous, leaving Aaron with no way to exert his strength.

He was just an ordinary person!

Fang La's parents had died because of this!

Aaron exhaled a long breath, having roughly understood the situation of his predecessor.

This body was named "Fang La," nineteen years old, from a small village under Luzhouji, with a few acres of poor farmland at home.

Such commoners, in the current state of the world, had almost no hope.

This body's foundation was not very good; due to long-term malnutrition in the Post-Heaven stage, it was truly somewhat deficient.

This world also had beliefs in Buddha and Taoism, but as for their effects?

There should be no power of divine manifestation.

This kid was just an ordinary farmhand; in a place where ordinary farmers might never leave their home village in their entire lives, being able to go to the town of Luzhouji to attend the market already counted as having a relatively broad perspective.

Aaron's ears twitched as he heard the sound of flowing water.

The previous world had flaws, which allowed the main body to periodically provide a portion of Spirituality.

However, Aaron also knew the importance of an official status.

"If I really ran into one, I might not necessarily be able to win..."

He had heard of some martial arts heroes who, because they committed crimes, were easily arrested by a head constable leading a few Detectives.

But to the ancients, these were things they were tired of seeing, and they were not particularly wonderful...

"No, no... there should still be a way; as long as I can find a flaw or, so to speak, a loophole in this world and connect with the main body, then I'll have everything..."

Even so, it seemed he had never seen any true extraordinary people.

This was also the reason why, in the early stages, peasant rebel armies would be chased and beaten by government troops, even if ten thousand of them were pursued by a thousand.

Just as thoughts were swirling in Aaron's mind, he climbed over a slope of loose stones, and the view before him suddenly opened up.

"Although this world's energy level is not high, the laws are quite strict... there aren't many loopholes... is my Golden Finger gone?"

At some unknown time, he finally walked out of the deep mountains and arrived at a piece of flat land.

Not far away, there were farmlands built along the water, smoke curled from several farmhouses, farmers were working in the fields, and farm wives were bringing children along to help...

After several reincarnations, today the world has changed again!

(End of this chapter)