4 Chief.

Azazel slowly walked out of the thick gathering of trees, his thoughts focused solely on what specific steps he should take to leave a mark on this world. One thing is for sure, the power he currently owns, despite being at the nascent realm, is not enough to differentiate him from the mass at all. The lack of experience in fighting in addition to his inability to grasp the concepts behind the needle of catastrophe leaves him at a disadvantage. No matter, hopefully the spirit can guide him when it comes to these sorts of things.

Upon entering into the main street of floating cloud city, everything seemed adorned and decorated in beautiful red, even the most crappy looking stores were made luxurious with sparkling cloth and clean entrances.

Despite trying to blend in as effectively as possible, his white hair, red eyes, and perfectly sculpted face drew all the attention.

"Who is that?" spoke a sparkly eyed girl, looking entranced beyond reasoning.

"That's a good question, I think he is a new cultivator"

Azazel spared the people not a single glance, his thoughts were forever consumed by the ever burning desire to be stronger.

" chief" a nickname he developed for the spirit resting inside of his body.

"I have a question for you, I'm currently at the first level of the nascent realm. Do you think I have a chance to create any waves?"

" a foolish question" came the response from the sulking spirit. " you used to be a regular human not long ago. You probably never fought in your life, what the hell do you mean by creating waves? I will give you a gold star if you can even defeat a chicken"

Azazel scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, he was perfectly aware that the spirit was not wrong, But did he really have to humiliate him in such a manner? This was going to be a bothersome ride.

The boy opted to not strike another conversation lest he dies from shame at his own inadequacy.

His walk to the xiao clan manor was rather peaceful, if not for the occasional hungry gathering of women that obstructed his path, everything was proceeding smoothly.

He naturally wanted to see with his own eyes the main characters of this world, it will do well in satiating the curiosity that threatened to overtake him.

The number one beauty in floating cloud city and the pure exemplification of trash that was xiao che were going to marry today, hence the lavish preparations and the exaggerated facial expressions of disdain that clouded the face of almost all guests.

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Yun che, as expected, could care less about the gazes of the people who were present. No one knew of the fact that he has reincarnated into the body of xiao che, and no one knew of the events from his past, the life and death situations, his utilization of the sky poison pearl, it was all unknown by the mass. With the knowledge he has on the medical field, coupled with the inherent abilities that comes with possessing the sky poison pearl, he believed with certainty that he could reverse his status as trash and become someone of status in the future.

His eyes rested on the undeniably beautiful girl sitting next to him, quite a splendid start nonetheless. He reincarnated not long ago and was granted with the surprise of marrying a woman that embodies perfection in all ways considerable. If this was not the most pristine start, then He did not know what is.

While indulging in his emotions of jubilation, yun che noticed someone glaring at him intensely from within the densely packed crowd. His eyes narrowed into tiny slits as he analyzed the party who perpetuated it.

It was, surprisingly, a boy no older than 12 years old. It would be an understatement to describe the youth as handsome, for even that cannot encompass his beauty.

The boy held no ill will, thought the curiosity apparent within his scarlet eyes seemed uncontainable.

Yun che blinked, only to see with gaping surprise that the boy was not there anymore. He frowned in contemplation, that boy was definitely not a normal run of the mill citizen from floating cloud city. He appeared too extraordinary to be classified as such.

Yun che shrugged, deciding to place thoughts about the arcane youth to the side, this wedding was of utmost priority. A beautiful smile suddenly tugged the corners of his lips as he nonchalantly focused on xia qingyue and the entourage once more.

Atop a chimney of a towering infrasture situated just above the location where the wedding was taking pace, azazel's scarlet eyes overseered the occurrence bellow, his meeting with yun che was rather interesting to say the least.

It clarified his original conjectres. The simple fact that yun che could notice his stare while focusing on something entirely different shows how experienced he was as a fighter, they were not even in the same league. Azazel merely shrugged, it will be a waste to just kill the main character so early on, things will be much more interesting if he is allowed some room to grow.

Besides, if yun che were to die, jasmine with similarly die since he was the only one who can cure her from the deadly poison eating her body from the inside.

"Chief, please give me a training plan, It has come to my attention That I need to get stronger." azazel looked at his white palm, the feeling of powerlessness overtaking him once more.

"Hm, I will naturally do that, Despite being foolish at times, you possess a level of intellect that others your age do not have within their hereditary arsenal. I recommend the scarlet dragon mountain range. The monsters there would serve as the first step in building battle experience."

"That is it, chief" azazel snickered slightly before jumping down from the building and gliding towards the general location of the dragon mountain range. With the help of some bystanders and chief's knowing of the blue wind empire's map, arriving at the mountain range did not seem far off.

Before making an impact on the story as a whole, he needed to cultivate himself in mind and body, dwell in the laws of this world in order to nourish his understanding of the concepts. It will be very unrealistic to just barge in unnoticed and attempt to instill change, that was just seeking death.