Chapter Three~ Awakening(3)+Backstory(1)

Fully splayed on the bed, Jian huffs and puffs. His right hand covering his face, the light from the candles seeping through. Grinning ear to ear, elated that he had broken through into the murim realm. Happiness turned into sadness when he remembered how he lived before.

A child thought to have been a phantom pregnancy, dug out and thrown away. Fortunately for the fetus, a passing doctor was disgusted that life could be thrown away so frivolously. Shared a portion of his life energy, allowing the fetus to thrive for another day.

Marked with tragedy, the doctor was accused of treason and hanged on the walls of the Imperial Xing Empire. The young Wei Jian cried in the arms of his adoptive mother( the doctor's wife). Their lives became hell, day and night. Merchants refused to sell them any goods, and landlords drove them away.

In the outskirts of the empire, the two lived together in each other's comfort. In a shack riddled with holes and a garden scorched to hell. Wei Li trying her hardest to keep both of them alive. When a caravan of the Goguryeo kingdom came to delegate with the Emperor of the Xing Empire. The generous King Ju Mong gave his men the orders to feed the homeless. Obviously, the scums of the xing empire scammed Ju Mong's men. Taking the money and using the smallest amount of money, they wheeled out wagons of boiling bone soup.

Wei Li took Wei Jian and they waited in lines for hours, in the scorching heat. When it was their turn, Wei Li and Jian were refused their portion. Because they had no bowls or utensils to eat. Wei Li would then cup her hands. " Please, sir, just pour it here"

The man without care pours it into her cupped hands. Scalding her palms. Lowering down she motions for the young Wei Jian to eat. Gulping down her own saliva, she smiles kindly, while the people surrounding them wince at the sight.

Enough reminiscing about his past, Jian sat up and began cultivating [Mythical Grade: Buddha's Body Tempering]. First, he had two circulate his energy directly into his muscles, strand to strand. Guh! When the energy grabbed onto the muscle tissues, his body jolted and moved by itself. The second step, was for him to stop that from happening. His body shook uncontrollably, his veins popping, and his body emitting steam. The last step was to endure the pain for as long as possible. As his energy tore and reformed his entire muscle frame and body structure.

Boom!

Jian keels over, onto his filthy bed. When he came to, he could see the starry sky. The wind combed through his hair. Drenched head to toe in black goo.

" Guh! So this was what the murim folks spoke of!"

Shaking off the impurities that his body had thrown away. Bam! Bam! Bam!

" Oh, what now!"

Jian begrudgingly opens the door. In front of him stood an angel. Her golden eyes, pink lips, and beautiful body portions wooed Jian. He was stupified, and could not say anything.

"Ah! Put on some clothes!" yelled Guo Xiaoqing a core disciple of the Golden Cicada Sect.

Jian was naked from head to toe. His newly formed body was toned and his little brother was awake with the energy it was provided. Xiaoqing looks away, waving for Jian to put on some clothes. ' My gosh how rude, I've never been this disrespected.'

Quickly putting on some clothes, he found, that the previous owner had. Whilst roaming through the clothes, he could tell that the original body owner did not have a good life too. Getting back to the pretty lady, Jian asks what she wanted.

" I don't want anything, I just have an order to come to ask every outer disciple, about an abrupt explosion of energy. So have you noticed anything" replied Xiaoqing still unable to face Wei Jian.

" No, I wouldn't know. Since I fell asleep earlier."

" Well, uHUm!" Clearing her throat, before leaving for the next person. Jian closes the door, sitting criss-cross on the floor. Closing his eyes, he recollects this Wei Jian's memory. The man who he had taken over. ' Ah, here's something.'

" You useless shit!. You can't even kill a goddam slave! " yelled Wei Jian's father

" Father let me beat some sense into him," Wei Ming pleaded.

" You! Get out of here! This time he is not getting out of this, not anymore." Wei Chenxiao angrily shouted.

Using his sword will, pushes out his eldest son. Before focusing his anger back onto his useless bastard son. Using sword will, he violently attacks his son's body. Tearing and damaging Wei Jian's meridian. Before ordering his men to throw out his disowned son Jian onto the streets.

" Huh…You lived a pathetic life too. I guess throughout the nine realms, even those who share my name suffer."

TBC…