Tiānyuán Continent, Yàn Country 。

A mighty river, spanning the country's borders, vast and imposing, with mists reaching the heavens, flowing eastward like a thunderbolt.

。In the midst of a frigid winter month, with freezing temperatures and icy winds biting at exposed skin, a man with a pale face stood in the shallows of the river, bracing himself against the bitter cold. His aged body trembled uncontrollably as the icy water turned his limbs purple. 。Waves pushed him back and forth, and the wind bit at him, icy cold, like a knife slicing his skin. 。But he gritted his teeth, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and with incredible perseverance, kept punching relentlessly, sending water flying in all directions. He persisted for a whole hour. 。Although he knew that this method of refining through ice water stimulation had huge drawbacks, 。That's why, for nothing else but to become stronger!

Ye Ming is fifteen years old this year, living next to the Ye family in Shanshui Town.

。When I was ten years old, my parents offended the powerful people of Maple Leaf City and were both killed. 。From then on, he secretly vowed to avenge the strong and his parents!

But four years have passed, and he's not even a first-level martial artist now! Originally, with his aptitude, if nothing unexpected happened, he would be at least a third-level martial artist by now. 。

Half a year ago, he was crippled by Ye Zhenying, the grandson of the clan leader. His meridians were destroyed, leaving him a waste unable to cultivate martial arts!

The reason? He had once obtained a rare Scarlet Dragon Herb, before Ye Zhenying learned of it.

。The other party immediately led several vicious slaves to seize it. They not only took away his Chi Dragon Grass, but also cruelly destroyed his meridians, leaving him a废人 incapable of cultivation!Faced with such a blow, Ye Ming did not give up... 。No meridians, then forge them! The Ye family didn't provide resources, so he used the lowest level ice water refining method to cultivate! Thus, for the entire winter, he soaked in the ice water, stimulating his life potential. 。Where there's a will, there's a way. Now his skill is quite tough and he can fight against a martial artist at the second level of dual cultivation. 。"
"Whoosh!"
Finally, unable to hold on any longer, Ye Ming stood up from the river water, his white breath billowing. Every inch of his body and bones ached..." 。The icy numbness quickly transformed into piercing pain, and he stood there numbly, his eyes as cold as the weather. 。In rumors, the person who refines the great, their strength rivals that of a grand martial artist. 。But this method of tempering with ice water is too harmful. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't live past twenty. 。"But I can't afford to care about that much, no matter what, I have to continue cultivating. Not only do I have to avenge my parents, but also seek justice from Ye Zhenying! God! My parents were murdered, their meridians destroyed, but you don't think you can break me!!" A fierce determination appeared on his delicate face. 。Ye Ming changed his clothes and returned to the Ye family's large estate. 。The Yeh family estate is the largest and most luxurious garden-style residential area in Shui Shan Town. The houses are lined up one after another, covering over ten acres of land. 。Every five steps there is a level, every ten steps there is a pavilion. Among the buildings are none that are not tall and majestic, with intricate carvings and painted columns, adorned with gold and silver thread. 。In a corner of the large house, there was a crumbling wall surrounding a small, grass-covered hut. This was where Ye Ming lived on a daily basis. 。Ye Ming hadn't been back to the grass hut for long when he heard a loud bang, the sound of the courtyard gate being kicked open. 。A sharp-witted, gray-haired young man and a long-faced, conceited man in brocade robes walked in. The gray-haired young man held a sea bowl, his face full of impatience. 。The bowl was very dirty, the rim was cracked, and there was a layer of black grease on the outside that emitted a strange smell. 。The sea bowl was filled to the brim with leftover scraps, bits and pieces of cold food. There were numerous fish bones and bone piles, one pointy... 。

HUI San'er is a handyman working for the Ye family.

。Jin Pao was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, thin and pointed, naturally possessing three points of charm. He had his hands behind his back, watching the unfolding events with amusement. 。This year, Ye Ming naturally got to know that he was the son of Ye Zilie, the second son of Chieftain Ye Wan Sheng, and half a year older than him. 。Since his parents passed away, this Ye Zhenxiong has not been bullied by slaves, and his character is extremely bad. 。"My, my! Isn't this Ye Ming, the once prodigious genius of our Ye family? You look pale and weak, limbs trembling. Did you go to Li River again and immerse yourself in icy water? People need self-awareness, if you're done for, you're done for. No matter how hard you try, it's useless." 。"Ye Zhenxiong gave a thin sneer and sarcastically said, 'I said it was useless. Now that it's mealtime, let's eat.'" 。"Hu San'er immediately cooperated, smashing the sea bowl heavily on the ground. Then he glanced contemptuously at Ye Ming and crossed his arms, saying: "Eat quickly, I have to wash the bowl."

。“Look at that arrogant demeanor, as if he were the true master of the Ye family.” 。Ye Ming's anger surged up instantly. Although the food he had sent was just gruel and congee, at least it was fresh... 。Now it's good, those scoundrels actually deliberately sent him leftover rice to eat!

Seeing Ye Ming's face turn ugly, Hu San'er sneered and raised an eyebrow: "Oh, what's wrong? Don't you want to eat? If you don't eat, I'll feed it to the dogs! Do you still think you're that martial arts triple-tiered prodigy from before?"

Ye Ming remained expressionless and coldly said: "Hu San'er, was it your idea to give me leftover rice?"

Hu San'er, emboldened by Ye Zhenxiong's presence, wasn't afraid at all. His pimples were even fuller because of the excitement. He patted his chest arrogantly and said, "What? You dare to hit me? With your frail body, I wouldn't be afraid!"

Over these four years, what bad things Ye Ming hadn't experienced? He was as clear as a mirror. This time, Ye Zhenxiong brought Hu San'er to deliver rice, his purpose was to humiliate him>>>。Even at the age of twelve, he had already reached the third level of martial arts. If it weren't for the Ye family withholding resources from him, he might have even reached the fifth level of martial arts. 。At that time, people like Ip Chun were only at the first level of martial arts and always looked up to him. 。

If a person stands too high, once they fall down, those who were once standing underneath often feel malicious and kick them a few times. Ye Zhenxiong is this kind of person.

。He immediately sneered, picked up the sea bowl, and smashed it straight onto Hu San'er's face. 。Only a “ping” sound was heard, Hu San'er was hit on the head and face, and several fishbones even pierced his ribs. The pain made him howl in agony. 。Hu San'er didn't expect Ye Ming to really hit him. In his impression, Ye Ming had never hit anyone before, and even his temper was very mild. 。This time Ye Ming suddenly made a move, catching him off guard. He didn't dodge at all and suffered a heavy blow. 。"You little beast, you dare hit me!" Hu San'er was furious, clenched his fist and rushed towards Ye Ming viciously. 。

Ye Ming has been using ice water training for the past six months. His reaction speed is more than twice as fast as an ordinary person.

。As soon as Hu San'er's fist landed, he shuddered violently, his bones rattling slightly. He reacted with the swiftness of a cat whose tail had been stepped on. 。Seeing this, he merely shifted slightly to the side, dodging Hu San's chaotic attack. Then, seizing the opportunity, he kicked out with his foot. 。"Ouch!" Hu San'er cried out in pain, struck like lightning. His face flushed from white to red and back to white again, he immediately covered that thing and howled incessantly, beads of cold sweat trickling down his forehead, appearing as if he were on the verge of death. 。"Hmph! You dog servant! If you dare to send leftovers again, this lord will kick your bird eggs!" Ye Ming said fiercely. 。Although he usually prefers not to bother with petty squabbles, when something crosses his line, he will retaliate without hesitation. 。

For example, in this situation, if he doesn't pay back the money, I'm afraid he will have to eat other people's leftovers forever.

。He would never accept such insults. 。

Ye Zhenxiong was taken aback. Ye Ming's sudden outburst startled him.

。He was not angry. He pointed at Ye Ming and shouted, “You little bastard, dare to beat someone in front of me? Do you want to die?”Ye Ming's hair was still damp, now steamed by the warmth, with white vapor rising, as if killing intent was swirling above his head. He looked coldly at Ye Zhenxiong and said, "Ye Zhenxiong, if you're not convinced, let's have a fight!" Although he could no longer cultivate qi, one-on-one, teaching Ye Zhenxiong a lesson was still no problem. 。Ye Zhenxiong swallowed nervously. He knew deep down that Ye Ming had changed after his parents died, becoming a reckless fighter who wouldn't hesitate to throw himself into brawls. 。I don't know how many times he's been back, he clearly brought a lot of thugs to teach the other side a lesson, but every time he ends up getting hit a few times unintentionally. Just thinking about it hurts. 。Furthermore, this kid acted like a lunatic and jumped into the Li River. He even dared to practice using the ice water refining method, a taboo for martial artists, which resulted in incredibly powerful force. 。Once he gets started, the martial artist at the second level is afraid he won't get a good deal. 。His eyes rolled, and he sneered: "Don't get cocky, kid. Hu San'er is Brother Zhenying's servant. You beat him, Brother Zhenying won't let you off, you're dead!" He finished speaking and Ye Zhenxiong left with a sullen air. 。Hu San'er howled for a while and followed along. As he left, he glared venomously at Ye Ming, but didn't dare say much, afraid that Ye Ming would kick him again. That would truly be the end of him. 。Ye Zhenying! It's him again! The one who stole his Chi Long Grass and destroyed his meridian! Ye Ming clenched his fists, his knuckles crackling. He gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Zhenying! Everything you've brought me, I will return tenfold!" After chasing away Hu San and Ye Xion, Ye Ming felt a pang of hunger... 。He pulled the rice jar from under his bed, but there wasn't a single grain of rice left inside. He could only go out to eat. 。After his parents died, he was left with a meager inheritance, just enough to keep him fed. 。There is a small gate on the northeast corner of Ye's residence, used by servants and peddlers to come and go. Ye Ming usually went out through this gate. 。Out the little gate, there is a wide street across. Along the side of the street stands a row of tall willow trees. 。The country of Yan was located in the north. In December, the wind was bitterly cold, and the willows only had bare branches left. The ground was covered with a layer of frost. 。At this time, no one was willing to go out, they all stayed at home huddled by the fire for warmth. The streets were deserted and very quiet. 。He turned left when he went out, heading for the rice shop. 。Under a big willow tree, sat an old beggar. 。He wore dirty gray patched cloth, his hair was tousled like grass, his skin was filthy, as if covered with a layer of grime, and he reeked. 。When I first walked in, I didn't see this old beggar. He must have just arrived recently. 。However, he also didn't have spare money to give to the other person, so he continued walking forward. 。"Young man, do you want to become stronger?" the old beggar suddenly spoke, his voice soft, yet Ye Ming heard him clearly. 。He stopped and turned to face the other person, asking in a strange voice, "Are you talking to me?"The old beggar looked over. His eyes were cloudy, giving him an empty feeling... 。"Young man, I sensed from you hatred and obsession " Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! 。If you are willing, I can make you stronger, and give you the power to seek revenge. 。The old beggar said 。Ye Ming's first reaction was that the other party was a scammer. With his meridians broken, how could he possibly become stronger? So he let out a cold snort, too lazy to ask any further, and continued walking forward. 。"You were crippled by having your meridians destroyed?" The old beggar spoke for the third time. 。Ye Ming was startled. This old beggar had just arrived, how did he know? Could he have seen through him at a glance?"Tonight, when the moon is at its highest, come see me. The old man will give you a chance to change your fortune." 。The old beggar said with a strange air. 。

Ye Ming was stunned: "Give me a chance to be reborn?"

"Do you want to cultivate powerful martial arts? Do you want to repair your meridians and take revenge on your enemies?" The middle-aged man asked calmly, "I can make it happen for you!"

Ye Ming's heart skipped a beat: "We are not relatives or friends, why would you help me?"

"Want to change your fate, come see me tonight..." 。The old beggar, however, was unwilling to explain further. After speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored him. 。Ye Ming left with suspicion, bought rice and returned to the grass hut. He couldn't settle his mind. 。The old beggar's words kept echoing in his mind, preventing him from falling asleep. He couldn't shake the thought: Could that old beggar really help me?

It was late... 。The moon is especially round tonight, very bright, almost eerily so. 。Ye Ming lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. After much deliberation, he finally put on his clothes and came to the street. 。The old beggar sat there, his eyes no longer cloudy. Under the moon, they shone brightly, like two balls of ghostly fire. 。

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