North of Cang Province, Luofeng City's Feng Family.
In a damp, dark wooden house, Feng Wuchen struggled to wake up from his bed.
After processing some unfamiliar memories, he endured a headache and muttered to himself:
"Spirit Martial World? Is it just a lower plane? But for my divine soul to survive and be reborn after self-destructing my physical body, it's already an immense stroke of luck. Yao Ji, Han Xiang! Since Heaven didn't want me dead, the day I return to the Tai Xuan Heaven Realm will be the day you both meet your demise!"
Mentioning those two names, Feng Wuchen was consumed by rage.
In his previous life, Feng Wuchen was born in the Tai Xuan Heaven Realm. In less than two hundred years, he cultivated to the peak of the Celestial Venerable Realm, earning the title of the Tai Xuan Heaven's Number One Prodigy!
Given another hundred years, he might have even broken previous records and become the youngest Heavenly Emperor in the history of the Tai Xuan Heaven Realm.
Not long ago, an ancient inheritance from the Tai Xuan Heaven Realm—the Dragon Abyss—appeared. He, along with his good friend Han Xiang and his lover Yao Ji, ventured there together.
After a fierce struggle and competition, the ancient inheritance fortunately fell into Feng Wuchen's hands.
However, he never expected that at the critical moment, the two people he trusted most would conspire to ambush him, leaving him severely wounded.
Unwilling to let that despicable couple succeed, he didn't hesitate to destroy his cultivation and self-destruct his physical body.
He had believed he was certainly doomed, yet unexpectedly, he had been given a second chance at life!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, just about to adapt to his new body.
"Please... don't take my cold marrow! This was left to me by my mother, don't..."
At this moment, an helpless cry from a girl came from the courtyard.
At the same time, there were also several vicious voices:
"Let go, you stinky girl! Do you still think your useless brother is the Young Lord?"
"I'm telling you, now that Young Master Feng Mo has awakened a Fire-attribute Heaven-grade Spirit Vein, he is the true genius of our Feng Family! Once the Family Head comes out of seclusion, he will be the new Young Lord!"
"As for you! The higher-ups in the clan have already decided to marry you off to that idiot from the Lin Family, hahahaha..."
Feng Wuchen frowned, forcing himself to stand and walk into the courtyard.
He saw two house servants, one fat and one thin, grabbing a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl by her hair, cursing and swearing.
The girl was crying profusely, desperately protecting something on her chest. Even though it hurt so much that she grimaced, she refused to let go.
"No... no..."
"Damn it, you wretched brat, if you don't give me that thing, I'll send you to your grave!"
Saying that, the fat servant raised his fist and punched directly towards the girl's forehead.
Seeing this, the thin man next to him revealed a sinister smile.
Although the fat man was merely a servant, he possessed the strength of the Acquired Realm.
The girl, however, was just a frail and sickly ordinary person. Could she survive taking that punch head-on?
It seemed the little girl was about to perish under the fat man's fist.
At that critical moment!
A dark figure suddenly rushed over, precisely blocking between the two.
"Who!"
The fat man only felt a blur before his eyes, and his fist seemed to have struck a steel plate, making him grit his teeth in pain.
When he looked up and saw the newcomer, his pupils involuntarily constricted.
"It's you..."
The one blocking the fat man's punch was none other than the 'useless person' they had just been talking about!
A sinister smirk instantly appeared on the fat man's face: "Who do we have here? So it's you? I didn't think you were still alive. Well, this master will just send you on your way..."
However, before the fat man could finish his threats, Feng Wuchen suddenly struck, delivering a punch to his lower abdomen.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the latter's ball-like body was violently sent flying backward, crashing into a stone wall nearby, spitting out blood.
This scene instantly petrified the thin man beside him.
Hadn't this 'useless person' been crippled for a year?
How could he still possess such strength?
Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, looked at his fist, somewhat dissatisfied.
"How can this body be so weak? My full-power strike couldn't even kill someone in the Acquired Realm..."
The remaining thin man swallowed: "I... I warn you, we were sent by Young Master Feng Xi..."
"Feng Xi?"
The thin man's words brought a few more fragmented memories into Feng Wuchen's mind.
"You mean the dog behind Feng Mo?"
"You dare to call Young Master Feng Xi a dog..."
However, as the thin man spoke, Feng Wuchen's body moved again.
He turned! Kicked! And cleanly and swiftly knocked out all of the thin man's teeth.
"I'll count to three. If you're still within my sight, you'll stay here forever!"
"One!"
"You... you'll regret this!"
Before Feng Wuchen could count to three, the fat and thin duo endured the pain, spewing threats as they quickly fled the small courtyard.
"Cough cough!"
After they left, Feng Wuchen's face turned incredibly pale. He stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
"Brother! What's wrong? Brother... don't scare me!"
The girl quickly supported Feng Wuchen, her tears falling fast and hard, like broken strings of pearls.
"Help me back to the house!"
Back in the house, Feng Wuchen discovered an incredibly cruel truth.
This physical body had no Spirit Vein!
Spirit Veins were the foundation of a martial artist's cultivation. Without a Spirit Vein, one was as good as crippled!
"How could this be?"
As he questioned, countless fragments of memory rapidly pieced together into a complete memory, once again flooding his mind.
The Feng Wuchen of this world had been abandoned by his parents at the age of five, living dependently with his younger sister, Feng Ning.
His sister, Feng Ning, had a naturally unique constitution. The fire element in her body was extremely imbalanced. Besides needing to carry cold marrow at all times, she also had to take spiritual medicine long-term to suppress it somewhat.
Over the years, Feng Wuchen had fought desperately for the Feng Family, achieving great merits, all just to secure more resources to extend his sister's life.
A year ago, the Lin Family, another major influential family in Luofeng City, proactively sent a large amount of spiritual medicine to the Feng Family.
The price, however, was for Feng Wuchen to become a live-in son-in-law of the Lin Family, marrying Lin Wan, the Lin Family's young miss, as his wife.
For his sister, Feng Wuchen could only reluctantly agree.
Who knew that what the Lin Family truly coveted was not his person, but his Earth-grade, high-quality Lightning-attribute Spirit Vein!
On the night of the wedding, Lin Wan used a secret technique to extract his Spirit Vein, becoming a proud daughter of Heaven with a dual Spirit Vein constitution. She was even noticed by the Qingchen Sect, the largest sect in Cang Province's Chen Kingdom, and accepted as a true disciple.
As for Feng Wuchen, he was completely reduced to a cripple.
Of course, what chilled him most was that the resources sent by the Lin Family were not used on Feng Ning, but instead by the Feng Family to cultivate another genius who had awakened a Heaven-grade Spirit Vein—Feng Mo.
He and Feng Ning had become complete outcasts!
This undoubtedly became the final straw that broke Feng Wuchen, and after struggling for a year, he finally died of depression today.
"Not only is the Spirit Vein missing, but even the foundation has been destroyed... Even if I were to reclaim my Spirit Vein, it would be useless."
Realizing this problem, even Feng Wuchen fell into a daze.
Although he was a Celestial Venerable Realm expert in his previous life, a clever housekeeper cannot cook without rice.
Could it be!
Could it be that I, Feng Wuchen, after so much difficulty being reborn, am destined to end as a cripple?
No!
I am not reconciled!
Or perhaps his overwhelming grief triggered something.
Suddenly!
"Boom!"
From within his body, a terrifying power erupted!
At the same time, a searing pain shot through his mind, making his vision go black.
When he opened his eyes again, he was suspended in a void, covered in blood.
"Feng Wuchen! Hand over the Dragon Abyss inheritance!"
Hundreds of thousands of miles behind him, waves of battle cries continued.
"This is the Tai Xuan Heaven Realm..."
Feng Wuchen's eyes were hazy, and he murmured to himself.
This scene was incredibly familiar to him.
It was the scene where he obtained the Dragon Abyss and fought his way out of the encirclement.
I wasn't ambushed?
Nor was I reborn?
Could everything that just happened have been merely an illusion caused by the Dragon Abyss's influence?
However, at this moment, an incredibly cold killing intent suddenly struck from behind him.
He abruptly turned his head, only to see Yao Ji's malicious face and a gleaming sword!
The tip of the sword was barely three inches from his glabella!
That wasn't a dream!
This woman, whom he had treated with genuine affection, truly intended to kill him!
At this moment, a surge of rage shot straight to his head.
His features also became incredibly distorted.
"Yao Ji! You venomous woman! I want you dead!"
Feng Wuchen's pupils instantly dilated. He desperately wanted to change this outcome.
Yet, as the long sword was about to pierce his glabella, he found himself unable to move.
How could this be!?
