Chapter 1 The Successor of Waste

In Yuanwu Continent, martial arts is the most respected!

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

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It can be described as a remote place.

Outside the village, by the small woods near the cliff, lay a pale and thin young man. The mountain wind blew by, and the young man's brows trembled a few times, and his eyes suddenly opened.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was confused.

"what happened?"

"Didn't I, Ye Feng, get hit by a car? Why am I here?"

There were no noisy people, no traffic lights, and no accidental trucks. The surrounding environment was so quiet that Ye Feng was shocked, and two words came to his mind inexplicably...

"Time travel?"

Looking down at the clothes on his body, he saw that his hands and feet, which 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. He worked hard to get into China's leading university. After graduation, he made a name for himself in the imperial capital within a few years. He was hailed as the leader of the new generation and won the government Commendation. But no one expected that on the night they went to the venue to receive the award, they would be involved in a car accident and be thrown into the Yuanwu Continent, a world where martial arts are respected.

After adjusting his breathing, Ye Feng began to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind. But when he understood the current situation, his brows furrowed again.

There is no other reason.

The life experience and background of the previous owner of this body were truly horrific.

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

It sounds good, but the point of the problem is that Yejiazhuang has passed away, and now there is no such place as "Yejiazhuang" within the scope of Bali City.

Seven years ago, when Ye Feng was eight years old, his father Ye Tian disappeared for unknown reasons. A year later, his mother also died of illness due to depression. What surprised Ye Feng was that one incident after another happened. All the old relatives and friends of the Ye family either died or disappeared. In just a few years, all the members of the Ye family died, and now only There are two single seedlings of Xia Yefeng and sister Hua Ling.

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

For Ye Feng, who was originally an orphan, this actually didn't matter. What made him depressed was that the original owner of this body, Ye Feng, actually had a useless physique that could not awaken martial arts. He had no talent for cultivation and could not even become a basic warrior. Neither can be done.

In this world where martial arts is respected, those who fail to awaken their martial veins and become warriors are complete losers 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 not named Zhao, and he was a waste who could not even practice cultivation. His status was inferior to that of a servant.

From that day on, Ye Feng lived a different life every day and was bullied.

Insult, ridicule, ridicule, beat and scold...

The clan members surnamed Zhao wished that Ye Feng would die soon. Although the Ye family was expelled, the young master Ye Feng was still alive after all. As long as the person named Ye did not die, the name of Yejiazhuang was changed to Zhaojiazhuang. So every day he would encounter all kinds of unreasonable difficulties. Ye Feng could only endure it and live as tenaciously as Xiao Qiang with his sister Hua Ling.

Until this morning...

Deacon Zhao Tianle suddenly called Ye Feng and told him that young master Zhao Lun was about to advance to the fifth level of "Qi Transformation Realm" as a warrior. He urgently needed elixir to break through the bottleneck and asked Ye Feng to retrieve a century-old ginseng plant.

One hundred year old wild ginseng.

Such rare things may only be found deep in the big black forest behind the village in the entire Zhaojiazhuang, but where is the big black forest? Wild beasts are infested, and there are powerful and terrifying monsters. Not to mention ordinary people like Ye Feng, even if a warrior with a third or fourth level of cultivation goes in, he will definitely turn into a pile of dregs without even seeing the shadow of the century-old ginseng.

Ye Feng showed a little resistance and was slapped hard by Deacon Zhao. The original Ye Feng only had time to reach this place before he fell down and was replaced by Ye Feng who came from time-travel to take over the class.

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

foreseeable.

Ye Feng had been beaten to death by Zhao Tianle before, and if he could not hand over the century-old ginseng, he would definitely be beaten to death a second time...

However, now I am no longer a waste who can be ridiculed and played with by others!

Ye Feng's lips curled up with a hint of coldness.

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"You little loser, you are hiding here, making it difficult for me to find you!"

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

"The deacon asked you to find century-old ginseng, how dare you be lazy?"

This man's name is Zhao Hang, and Ye Feng is no stranger to him. This man is usually around the deacon Zhao Tianle. To be precise, he is a dog next to Zhao Tianle. Even if the number of times he bullies Ye Feng is not ranked first or second, he can definitely be ranked among them. Top three.

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

But today, he didn't want to hide from anything.

The days of humiliation have been enough. Even if he cannot awaken his martial arts and become a warrior, Ye Feng will not let others bully him like before.

Zhao Tianle sent him to find him, what was his purpose? Could it be that he wanted to confirm whether he was dead? Thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and the anger in his heart surged. But in an instant, he calmed down, raised his head and asked, "What do you want from me?"

He was not stupid enough to confront Zhao Hangang.

Zhao Hang is a warrior with the second level of warrior Niu Jin cultivation. Although he has awakened at most two or three martial arts veins and his cultivation talent is rubbish, a warrior is a warrior. It is enough to deal with the current Ye Feng, and it is more than enough with one hand.

"Little waste, are you pretending to be stupid or being cute? I advise you to follow the deacon's wishes. As long as you follow the deacon loyally and listen to his words, why would he let you go to the Great Black Forest to die?" Zhao Hang was wondering. He stared at Ye Feng and said.

"What do you mean?" Ye Feng suddenly became more vigilant.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Hang sneered: "Stupid. You are such a useless loser that you are hopelessly stupid. You don't know there are treasures in your family. Don't you see that the deacon has fallen in love with your sister?"

"As long as you obediently give your sister Hualing to the deacon and become married to the deacon, who dares to bully you in Zhaojiazhuang?"

"What?"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves, but said nothing.

So that’s it?

It turned out that this shameless man had taken a fancy to his little sister. Hua Ling's figure flashed in Ye Feng's mind. Although Hua Ling was only thirteen years old, she was as mature as a bud waiting to bloom. She was pure and lovely. No wonder she attracted... Zhao Tianle peeked.