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“Hiss… my head hurts so much, damn it, which bastard ambushed me?”
Yang Xiu rubbed his head, struggled to get out of bed, and began to recall what had just happened.
He remembered that he was drinking with friends at a KTV, met a Young Miss he liked, and was negotiating the price for her to come out, and then…
“Damn it, I Transmigrated! And I Transmigrated into a good-for-nothing, that’s really unlucky!”
Yang Xiu thought that before he fainted, he suddenly Transmigrated and received the original owner’s memories, and the massive information flow caused him to pass out.
Yang Xiu was also helpless; the original owner’s parents were both strong Cultivators, and their talent, while not outstanding, surpassed most Cultivators.
However, they only had one son in their entire lives, and he was a good-for-nothing, with such poor Cultivation talent that both of them doubted if Yang Xiu was their biological son.
Yang Xiu, who knew from a young age that his talent was not good, Cultivated even harder to avoid disappointing his parents, believing that diligence could make up for his shortcomings.
However, reality slapped him hard; if diligence could make up for shortcomings, then what would Geniuses be for?
Yang Xiu, who was found to have only a first-grade Spiritual Root when he was six years old, had been Cultivating diligently for nearly ten years.
He was about to reach adulthood soon, yet he had only barely entered Qi Refining Fourth Stage.
This was even after being supplied with numerous Spirit Pills from the Yang Family, only narrowly achieving a Breakthrough not long ago.
After sorting through his memories, Yang Xiu couldn’t help but sigh.
“Buddy, you’re truly useless! You knew your talent wasn’t good, so why work so hard?
The Family has power, money, and influence; instead of enjoying life and being a slacker, you insisted on diligently Cultivating, and now look, you Cultivated yourself to death!”
His parents were influential figures; although the Yang Family was an emerging Family, in Qing Shi City, the Yang Family was the absolute overlord, and even the City Lord had to show them respect.
Not to mention if you were exceptionally talented, even if your talent was mediocre, if you could Breakthrough to Golden Core with the push of resources, then your efforts would have a goal.
But with the original owner’s talent, even if he worked hard his whole life, whether he could Breakthrough Foundation Establishment was debatable, so what was the point of all that effort?
Yang Xiu could only say that he didn’t know how to enjoy his blessings and deserved to die young!
Yang Xiu got up and familiarized himself with the magical power within his body, and then the voice of a maid sounded from outside the door.
“Young Master, the Master and Madam invite you to the front hall.”
Yang Xiu stopped his movements and opened the door to see a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid standing at the entrance, with two bun hairstyles and wearing a pink and white chest-length ruqun, looking very cute.
“Xiao Lan, did father say what it was about?”
Yang Xiu usually kept himself in his room to Cultivate and rarely went out, and his parents were very reassured by him, so they rarely disturbed his Cultivation.
Xiao Lan thought for a moment, scratched her head and said, “The Master didn’t say, he just sent someone to invite the Young Master over, but when that person came, he said that people from the Lin Family had arrived, and it was the Young Miss!”
Yang Xiu was stunned upon hearing this; the Young Miss Xiao Lan spoke of was Yang Xiu’s fiancée, the eldest Young Miss of the Lin Family.
The Lin Family could only be considered a second-rate Family in Qing Shi City; the strongest Cultivator in their clan was only at the Golden Core Initial Stage.
When the Yang Family first settled in Qing Shi City, the Lin Family came to their door with the then five-year-old Lin Qingning, wanting to arrange a childhood engagement with Yang Xiu.
At that time, Yang Xiu had just been tested and found to have only a first-grade Spiritual Root, which worried his parents greatly; seeing that someone didn’t mind their good son, and the little girl was also very cute, the two elders immediately agreed.
Thus, a marriage was set, and over the years, the Lin Family also advanced rapidly with the help of the Yang Family’s resources, transforming from a third-rate small Family into a second-rate Family in less than ten years.
This also made many Families in the city envious; if they had known that a Junior could bring such a great improvement to their Family, they would have sent ten or eight over at that time.
On his way to the front hall, Yang Xiu pondered the purpose of Lin Qingning’s visit this time.
In the past, when people from the Lin Family came, they would not disturb his Cultivation; this time, his parents specifically asked him to come over, which was probably related to the marriage.
It was agreed that Yang Xiu would marry after he came of age, and now there was less than four months until Yang Xiu turned sixteen, so it was coming soon.
Soon, Yang Xiu arrived at the front hall, where his father, Yang Tianchang, was looking at the Lin Family members with a furious expression; if his mother, Su Xueying, hadn't been holding him back, he probably would have started a fight.
Seeing this situation, Yang Xiu knew what was going on; a broken engagement at the start, wasn't this the protagonist’s template?
Yang Xiu first greeted his parents, then looked at the people from the Lin Family, and before anyone could speak, Yang Xiu leisurely said, “Looking at this situation, the Lin Family doesn’t seem to be here to discuss the marriage, but rather to break off the engagement!”
Everyone looked at Yang Xiu in surprise; this good-for-nothing, who usually stayed cooped up in his room only knowing how to Cultivate, was actually so smart?
Yang Xiu’s fiancée, Lin Qingning, stepped forward and looked at Yang Xiu, saying, “Yang Xiu, you and I have no feelings for each other to begin with, and the so-called marriage was arranged by our parents, so it doesn’t count. Breaking off the engagement is only natural!”
Yang Xiu found it amusing; although Cultivators existed here, it was still, at its core, a feudal society that emphasized parental consent and matchmaker’s words.
Yet, this woman came out with a statement that what parents arranged didn’t count, which was purely ridiculous.
As for this fiancée, whom he had only met a few times since childhood, Yang Xiu was actually indifferent; as long as she was good-looking, he didn’t care who he married.
Although Lin Qingning’s appearance was indeed outstanding, Yang Xiu was not someone who hadn’t seen the world, so he wouldn’t be unable to walk just by seeing a woman.
However, Yang Xiu strongly disliked this scenario of being broken off by his fiancée coming to his door. Whether this marriage happened or not was irrelevant now, but he absolutely had to vent this anger!
“Heh, what a ‘parents’ arrangement doesn’t count.’ As the saying goes, ‘parental consent and matchmaker’s words,’ it seems that in Young Miss Lin’s eyes, this saying is utterly meaningless, isn’t it?”
Lin Qingning was left speechless; this was a tradition spanning tens of thousands of years, how dared she refute it?
She had only said that for the sake of breaking off the engagement, but now that Yang Xiu was making a big deal out of that statement, she dared not respond.
Even if that’s exactly what she thought!
At this moment, an elder following behind Lin Qingning stepped forward, snorted coldly, and was about to speak, but Yang Xiu beat him to it.
“Snort your mother, you plague-ridden old man! I don’t even need to guess, you must be from the Qinglin Sect, right?
I’m telling you, don’t you dare act arrogant with me, or I’ll have my father take action and kill all of you.
At worst, our whole Family will just pack up and run, but none of you will definitely survive!”
Upon hearing this, the elder’s face turned livid with rage.
But just as Yang Xiu said, he dared not gamble; if he lost the gamble, the Yang Family might not die, but he certainly wouldn’t leave alive today.
After Yang Xiu finished his rant, he completely ignored the elder whose face was already livid, and instead looked at Lin Qingning, waiting to hear what she would say.
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