Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 352 Don’t bully young people into poverty!
Northern Frontier, Yan Family of Yan City.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"

In the spacious hall, the eight-year-old boy stood tall and spoke with firm conviction, his face filled with defiance and his eyes seemed to hold the power of a lion.

However, he was met with a disdainful sneer.

Despite such an attitude, the Yan family dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, for the other party's background was simply too great; he was the sole overlord of the Northern Frontier.

Northern Frontier, Shenwu Gate.

"Stop with your useless nonsense, Yan Xiao. You are now an orphan, while my young lady is about to join the Divine Martial Sect and have a brighter future."

"Do you want to hold her back like this?"

"Miss is very grateful for the resources you've provided her over the years, but you're no longer from the same world. Let's part ways here, and wish her all the best!"

"Why aren't you breaking off the engagement yet?"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately looked at the middle-aged man who had spoken, where the once pretty girl was now staring back at him with a cold expression.

Once upon a time, they were the perfect couple in the eyes of others. However, as she gained the favor of the Divine Martial Sect, everything changed. Compared to her, a boy who had lost both parents and was left with no one to rely on, with only a barely passable talent, was like an ant on the ground and a star in the sky.

The former can only look up to the latter.

Thinking this, the girl simply looked away from the boy, while beside her, the middle-aged man said impatiently:
"Alright, hurry up and sign it."

After saying that, he took out a contract from his pocket and threw it in front of the boy: "Miss is waiting to go to the Divine Martial Sect to cultivate, there is no time to delay!"

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Although the boy wanted to throw the contract at the other person's face, he swallowed his bitterness and picked it up with trembling hands.

The situation is better than people.

"Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold!"

The boy made a vow in his heart, signed his name, and then, with tears in his eyes, stared intently at the other person, trying his best to maintain his last shred of dignity.

"boom!"

Just then, the gate of the Yan family was suddenly opened, and a figure walked in, his aura calm and peaceful, appearing at first glance like an ordinary person.

"who!"

In an instant, everyone present angrily denounced the man, but the middle-aged man who had forced the boy to sign the contract looked terrified.

You must know that he had been using his divine sense to cover the entire Yan family the whole time. With his Qi Refining Perfection cultivation, who could enter the Yan family silently without him noticing? Thinking of this, the middle-aged man did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "This humble cultivator greets the True Immortal!"

However, the Demon-Slaying Master ignored him.

He merely calculated for a moment, then turned his gaze to the indomitable youth in the arena, his eyes filled with tears. His eyes softened, and then a smile appeared on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Lü, it's been a long time."

The boy was taken aback upon hearing this: "You are...?"

"My name is Ye Guangji."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon-Slaying Master reached into his robes and took out a token: "Fellow Daoist, you and I were destined to meet in our past lives, so I have come to guide you in this life."

After saying that, he stuffed the token into the boy's hand:

"From this day forward, you are my only disciple, the leader of the righteous path, and the true successor of the Jiangnan Sword Pavilion. Come, let's return to Jiangnan to uphold the righteous path."

After the words were spoken, all was silent, followed by an even more intense uproar.

"Jiangnan Jiangge!?"

"How could someone be comparable to the Demonic Sect?! What makes this good-for-nothing think he can?!"

"Could it be that he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator reincarnated!?"

The middle-aged man's expression froze completely. He wasn't ignorant, so he immediately turned to look at the boy, only to see that the corner of his mouth was still twitching.

One second ago, the boy was still living a life of ease and prosperity.

Unexpectedly, he arrived in Hexi the next second.

"puff"

Life's ups and downs happen too fast, and happiness comes too suddenly, so much so that before the boy could even hold back his tears, he couldn't suppress his smile.

At the same time, it was as if some shackles had been broken. "Boom!"

In an instant, an aura of fortune, visible only to the Demon-Slaying True Man, erupted from the boy's barren body, causing him to nod slightly.
'Fellow Daoist Lü, your methods are truly excellent.'

"It actually worked!"

Lu Yang witnessed the entire process through the [Puppet] and said with satisfaction, "This [Fallen Genius] destiny has reached its perfect stage!"

Everything was naturally arranged by him.

To be precise, eight years ago he predicted the fate of his alter ego, setting it as a destiny of "a fallen genius, accumulating strength for a future breakthrough".

To maintain this destiny, one must abstain from extravagance. In other words, one must live a life of poverty, be bullied, and suffer in vain in everything one desires until an external force breaks this deadlock. Only then can one break free from the cocoon, accumulate strength, and make a great return on the suffering one has endured.

"After being a good-for-nothing for eight years, my luck also stagnated for eight long years."

"Now that I've awakened, my fortune is soaring, perfect for using the [Fortune-Preserving Lottery] skill. No matter what happens, the probability of drawing [Great Fortune] is extremely high!"

Thinking of this, Lü Yang felt quite smug.

After all, this was a destiny he had painstakingly crafted. Although it would take a long time to suffer, an avatar is meant to suffer for the sake of the original body!

If it doesn't suffer, how can I enjoy happiness?

Now that the suffering of the clones has ended, the original body is finally enjoying happiness.

"However, this method is not particularly sophisticated, and the Demon-Slaying Master should have seen through it. He just thought it was a backup plan I left behind before my reincarnation."

"In any case, the fortune that erupts after this destiny is perfected, coupled with the background of the clone's previous life, should be worthy of the Sword Pavilion's attention."

Without hesitation, the clone followed the Demon-Slaying Immortal and left.

However, as he was leaving, he saw the Demon-Slaying Master sigh and send a spell into his clone's sea of ​​consciousness, causing Lü Yang to narrow his eyes:

"It's a secret method to erase past lives."

This is not surprising, since the clone is just an outsider and not a direct descendant of the Sword Pavilion, so it is impossible to obtain the true teachings of the Sword Pavilion without choosing to abandon the previous life.

Only in this way can we gain the trust of the Sword Pavilion.

"Never mind, as long as I have the [Puppet], no matter how I try to eliminate my past life, my clones are still under my control and will not affect me at all."

Lü Yang quickly regained his composure.

Through the [Puppet], he watched as the Demon-Slaying Immortal merged with the sword light, taking his clone with him as they traversed the void, and soon returned to the Jiangnan region.

Then Lü Yang saw the [Sword Pavilion].

Despite having been in Jiangnan for quite some time, he had never approached the gates of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion, just to be on the safe side, for fear of being discovered and having his secrets exposed.

This is the first time.

What comes into view is a towering, precipitous peak that seems to rise from the ground like a divine sword, its tip pointing straight to the sky, so majestic that its entirety is obscured.

Regardless of whether all those in the Sword Pavilion are sword cultivators.

At least from the perspective of the mountain gate's image project, this is already very much in line with the spirit of sword cultivators.

The Demon-Slaying Immortal rode the sword light, flying all the way into the Sword Pavilion, and then climbed up the clouds until he saw a palace on the edge of a dangerous cliff before he stopped and landed.

"Greetings, Demon-Slaying Immortal!"

Upon seeing this, two young disciples hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects, and the Demon-Slaying Master nodded in response before leading Lü Yang into the palace.

"This place is called the Hall of Reception."

The Demon-Slaying Master explained, "Every new disciple must have their background tested here. Only those with a deep and profound background can receive the true teachings of our sect."

After saying that, the Demon-Slaying Master gently nudged Lü Yang.

Inside the Reception Hall is a slightly narrow passageway, resembling an ancestral hall. At the head of the hall is a shrine with a sword and an incense burner on it.

Then, the Demon-Slaying Master handed three lit incense sticks to Lü Yang and said in a deep voice, "Go and offer incense to the Ancestral Master."

"From now on, you will be the true successor of my Sword Pavilion."

(End of this chapter)