#1 - Temple of Eternal Life
The southern edge of the Eastern Wilderness Continent.
In the Xiao family of Qingyang City, in a dilapidated little courtyard, a five or six-year-old girl held a chipped bowl, her dirty little face somewhat red and swollen, her clothes covered in patches.
"Brother Wuxie, here's your medicine paste."
The little girl creaked open the dilapidated, drafty door, carefully carrying the bowl of medicinal paste to the simple bed.
"Yueyao, did they hit you again?"
Seeing the red finger marks on her face, Jun Wuxie bit his lip, propped himself up on the bed with both hands, struggling to sit up, but fell back down heavily.
"No, Yueyao just fell." The little girl's eyes were slightly red as she spooned a spoonful of medicinal paste and fed it to Jun Wuxie's mouth, sweetly saying, "Brother Wuxie, be good, you'll get better after eating the medicine paste."
Jun Wuxie's nose tingled, and he ate it mouthful by mouthful.
Just then, a somewhat sharp voice rang out in the yard.
"Jun Wuxie, Brother Xiao Xu has come to visit you, why aren't you out here to greet him?"
Two young men appeared in the courtyard, one standing in front of the door, the other pacing in, his eyes sweeping around before landing on Jun Wuxie on the bed. He touched his forehead and said, "Oh, how could I forget, you're already paralyzed, crippled for life, tsk tsk!"
"Xiao Qi, get out of here!" Little Yueyao nervously blocked Xiao Qi, saying, "You bad people aren't allowed to bully him!"
"Little bitch, get lost!"
Xiao Qi pushed her away, and little Yueyao fell to the ground, her forehead hitting something, and blood flowed freely.
"Yueyao!" Jun Wuxie's eyes turned red instantly, and he stared fixedly at Xiao Qi: "Come at me, you bastard!"
"Come at you?"
Looking at Jun Wuxie's beast-like, bloodthirsty eyes, Xiao Qi felt a chill rise in his heart for no reason.
After a slight daze, he came back to his senses and realized that he had actually been frightened by a cripple, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed, mocking, "What? Do you think you're still the Xiao family's young master who suppressed the entire younger generation of Qingyang City half a year ago?"
Xiao Qi smiled coldly and stroked his chin, saying, "Don't you know that you, this young master, are already a figurehead? Otherwise, how could the family have cut off your allowance and allowed us to throw you into this dilapidated backyard?"
At this moment, Xiao Xu came to the bed: "Hmm, your life is really tough."
"You're not allowed to touch Brother Wuxie!"
Little Yueyao rushed forward desperately and hugged Xiao Xu's leg tightly, trying to drag him out.
"Get lost!"
Xiao Xu shook his leg, and little Yueyao staggered back several steps, falling to the ground.
"Yueyao!"
Jun Wuxie wanted to get up, but his body wouldn't obey.
"You're very angry?" Xiao Xu laughed heartily: "It's right to be angry, but what can you do to us?"
"Xiao Xu! Xiao Qi!"
Jun Wuxie clenched his teeth tightly.
"Hey, your expression now is exactly like when I killed you half a year ago." Xiao Xu leaned down and stared at Jun Wuxie, whose body was trembling with anger, a curve appearing at the corner of his mouth: "I'm very curious, I clearly pierced your heart back then, how could you still survive!"
Jun Wuxie's eyes twitched violently as he stared at Xiao Xu.
The scene from half a year ago flashed in his mind.
Outside Qingyang City, in front of the Dragon Ridge Mountains, he was dug out of his Chaos Divine Meridian by Xiao Tianming, the young master of the Xiao clan from the big city, who called himself the Chosen One, and his dantian was shattered.
His cousin Xiao Xu actually added insult to injury, piercing his heart with a sword.
He didn't know how he survived, but when he woke up, he was in this bed.
His father, in order to treat his injuries, went deep into the mountains to find rare medicinal herbs, but died under the claws of ferocious beasts.
"In the past, when you were high-spirited, did you think you were superior?" Xiao Xu's eyes were gloomy: "What qualifications did you, a person who followed his mother's surname, have to be the Xiao family's young master? You're just a bastard!"
"Get out!"
Jun Wuxie said coldly.
"Tsk tsk, I just like to see your angry look." Xiao Xu's gloom gradually turned into smugness: "I'm here today to tell you that I'm about to completely fuse the Heavenly Mandate Spiritual Meridian bestowed by Lord Xiao Tianming and become a Heavenly Mandate Envoy in one fell swoop!"
"Oh, right, a month later, the Great River Sword Sect and the Great Zhou Dynasty will hold a talent selection competition in our Qingyang City. The winner will receive a Great River Preliminary Selection Token, giving them the opportunity to join the Great River Sword Sect! If I kill you after obtaining the Preliminary Selection Token, do you think the family elders will punish me?"
"Hmm, look, look at your unwilling but unable to change anything, only able to be paralyzed in bed and rage helplessly, hahaha!"
After Xiao Xu finished speaking, he laughed and turned to leave.
"Jun Wuxie, your life is not long for this world."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Qi's mouth, and then he followed Xiao Xu away.
"Brother Wuxie..."
Little Yueyao wiped away her tears, looking at Jun Wuxie with worry.
"Yueyao, does it hurt?"
Jun Wuxie wiped the blood from her forehead, feeling both distressed and sad.
If he had enough strength, he wouldn't have had his Chaos Blood Meridian taken by Xiao Tianming half a year ago, and the subsequent events wouldn't have happened, his father wouldn't have died, and little Yueyao wouldn't have been bullied!
"It hurts a little, but it will be fine in a few days. Brother Wuxie, promise Yueyao that you will take good care of your injuries, okay? Yueyao is going out to gather herbs for brother."
Little Yueyao wiped the blood from her forehead haphazardly, carefully covered Jun Wuxie with the quilt, picked up the bowl of medicine, and retreated out, closing the door behind her.
"If Xiao Xu obtains the Preliminary Selection Token, neither I nor Yueyao will survive!"
The Great River Sword Sect, the number one sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if one only becomes a nominal disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, they would still be a superior existence in this Qingyang City, a meteoric rise!
"I'm not reconciled! But what can I do like this?"
He trembled as he took out a rusty bronze key from his bosom, his fingers clenching it unconsciously.
The bronze pierced his palm, and blood soaked the rust on it.
"If it weren't for you back then, that Xiao Tianming wouldn't have activated his pupil technique to check, and how would he have discovered that I possessed the Chaos Divine Meridian!"
The bloody memories caused Jun Wuxie great pain.
He picked it up in the ancient mine in the Dragon Ridge Mountains half a year ago, but it brought him utter disaster!
Thinking of this, Jun Wuxie angrily threw the key in his hand towards the corner, but the bronze key tightly adhered to his hand.
The blood-soaked rust fell off piece by piece, and a ray of dazzling light stung his eyes.
Before he could be surprised, he felt the space around him tremble slightly.
When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him left him dumbfounded.
He had actually appeared in front of a huge bronze ancient hall.
The surroundings were shrouded in mist, with only a bronze ancient hall standing tall, majestic and awe-inspiring, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.
"What is this place?"
Jun Wuxie looked at the front in shock, his gaze landing on the plaque of the bronze ancient hall, which was engraved with four imposing characters.
Hall of Eternal Life!
He looked carefully, and it turned out to be the script used by prehistoric civilizations.
Legends about prehistoric civilizations have been circulating in the Eastern Wilderness since ancient times. Jun Wuxie was quite interested in this and had studied many unofficial histories, recognizing some of the characters of that civilization.
He had always thought that prehistoric civilization was just a legend, because what had been handed down were all unofficial histories, and the authenticity was difficult to verify, but he never thought that he would see a shrine left by prehistoric civilization today!
Slay the Nine Heavens and Forge the Divine Hall!
Cut Down All Paths to Obtain Eternal Life!
Two lines of words were engraved on both sides of the bronze ancient hall's gate.
The owner of this shrine is too domineering!
Jun Wuxie took a deep breath and reached out to push the door.
At this moment, he realized that he could actually walk!
He was ecstatic!
Lying in bed for half a year, his life was bleak, he was living a life worse than death, but now he saw the light, this beam of light was right in front of him, shining on him, lighting up hope!
The bronze gate stood still.
He tried to insert the key into the keyhole of the gate.
Rumble!
The tightly closed gate of the shrine slowly opened.
