As the carriage quickly rolled along the road, Wang Lin’s body bounced with the uneven ground. In his arms was the package that contained all of his parents’ hopes. He was leaving the village he had lived in for 15 years.
Tie Zhu sat on the side of a little road in the village, looking at the blue sky in a daze. Tie Zhu was not his real name, but a nickname. Due to his poor health as a child his father was afraid he might not live so he was given this nickname as a tradition.
Nine Yin Grass, refinement complete. Earth Dragon Root, refinement complete. Flame Seed, refinement complete.
In the Phoenix Cry Empire, martial customs were very popular, and so some disputes were unavoidable. Thus, a life and death stage had been built outside the imperial capital where people could resolve their personal differences.
The medicinal liquid entered his stomach, and Long Chen hastily used his mind to guide the medicinal energy throughout his body, allowing it to merge into his bones.
“Who am I? I am… Long Chen!” “I look down on the very heavens, the arrogant nine heavens’ peerless Pill God - Long Chen? ... I am someone who is cheated and bullied by everyone, a spineless, good-for-nothing cripple incapable of cultivating - Long Chen?”