A town with mid-climate, strong-willed people, and a haunting murder case that happened 7 years ago. Everest Thompson was a witness of this murder when she traveled in her bike on her way back home. Traumatized by the brutal murder of her brother and shocked at the skeptical ideas of her neighbors, Everest is left scarred by the prior events. She lives her life peacefully until the case is reopened by the new kid that justed arrived to her little town. Will Everest find the truth about the Galilee Lake Case or will she be silent for ever? 

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This is a strange and inexplicable world...Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, wood, the Sun, moonlight, stars... 
All creation under the Heavens and Earths are sources of energy. In this world, there are all the classics from his previous world, but there is a new addition: The Law of Dao. 
Fang Zhengzhi was conflicted. I can obtain power from reading books? Should I read Tao Te Ching first? Or should I read The Art of Becoming Invisible? What about the Analects of Confucius or... The Golden Lotus? 
With The Law Of Dao as his foundation, can Fang Zhengzhi master the Dao of All Creation and open the gate of God?

This is a strange and inexplicable world…Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, wood, the Sun, moonlight, stars… All creation under the Heavens and Earths are sources of energy. In this world, there are all the classics from his previous world, but there is a new addition: The Law of Dao. Fang Zhengzhi was conflicted. I can obtain power from reading books? Should I read Tao Te Ching first? Or should I read The Art of Becoming Invisible? What about the Analects of Confucius or… The Golden Lotus? With The Law Of Dao as his foundation, can Fang Zhengzhi master the Dao of All Creation?

"Why are such ridiculous things happening?" Feng Jin was startled. He never cared about such mundane things, and he did not appreciate gossip. It was not strange that he had never heard of it.
After he finished, he heaved a long sigh of relief and said, "Luckily Changsheng isn't a citizen of Zhongzhao."
Too young and naïve!
Wei Jingxian looked at him skeptically. She saw a sense of longing in his eyes, and her heart softened. She let him hold Changsheng.
"My husband is relieved far too soon," Wei Jiangxian said with concern. "The news has been slowly spreading throughout Hejian County. Moreover, the husband's family demands the wife to submit based on the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women. If they refuse, they are deemed unfaithful and impure. Wan'er is a good example…"
She swallowed the rest of her words back. Then, she looked worriedly at Changsheng, who Feng Jin had nestled into his bosom.
How she wished Changsheng was a boy. She would be much less concerned. The world was more forgiving towards men. There were many limitations for women from their birth, to their marriage, to childbearing.
In addition, there was now the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women that burdened and chained them. She couldn't imagine what Changsheng's life would be like in the future.
Even though Wei Jingxian didn't finish her sentence, Feng Jin was able to understand what she wanted to express. It was a shame the books had spread across Dongqing.
Dongqing inherited the previous dynasty's, Daxia, open-mindedness. The higher a woman's status, the more freedom she possessed.
With the introduction of the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women books, the balance was offset. The noble daughters comparably had less freedom than the common women. How could that be?
"Fear not, our Changsheng will be an esteemed woman. No one can defeat her." Feng Jin's eyes darkened. They met Changsheng's bright and clear eyes, and he smiled. He couldn't help but play with her and added, "If all else fails, we will choose a husband for her in the future. We'll see then who dares to bully her."
Wei Jingxian looked at both father and daughter and laughed bitterly. "Even if we choose her husband, it does not solve the root of the problem. Can we watch over her forever, even when she is married? Even if we raise her to the age of 100, we'll have 99 worries. We owe it to her from our previous lives; we have to pay back in this lifetime."
Feng Jin sighed and said, "All in all, these harmful books should not continue to circulate. Otherwise, many noble daughters will be trampled on and despised. Daughters from aristocratic families are noble at birth. How can they be treated as lowly people?"
He was from an aristocratic family. If the teachings of the books were a threat to the common women, he would just frown; it would not have been a big deal to him. However, once it involved the women from scholarly families or had the potential to harm his female loved ones, how could he do nothing?
"But at present…" Wei Jingxian was extremely stressed.
Feng Jin entertained Changjing for a while until she frowned impatiently. She used her small fists to beat his fingers without any strength. It was as if she was touching them gently.
"Jingxian, have you forgotten about Lanting?" He kissed his daughter's fingers. She had soft, mild skin and exuded the scent of milk. She caused the inner weariness in his heart to dissipate. "Lanting is not an average person. She will not hide her identity for the rest of her life. If she succeeds in her endeavor, who dares despise females? Don't worry for naught. Take care of Changsheng well, and allow your body to recover. You don't want to become ill."
The carriage they were in was run-down, but both mother and child were healthy. The heavens took care of them, after all.
There was a knot in Wei Jingxian's heart. She didn't express it, but she showed her worries in private.
She digested Feng Jin's words. Wei Jingxian almost bit her tongue in shock. "My husband, these words mean… Not unless…" she trailed off.
"It is too early to judge, but based on Lanting's personality, she cannot keep still. She creates issues out of nothing." In contrast to Wei Jingxian's anxiety, Feng Jin was calm. He continued, "At present, the world is chaotic. The books will not stick around long. The people are destitute and homeless; the young are dying in a foreign land. If the females are to guard their chastity and remain as widows, how are they going to rebuild their lives efficiently?"
If the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women surfaced during peaceful times, it would have flourished. Feng Jin alone could not extinguish the hype.
Unfortunately, it surfaced during chaotic times. The earthquake alone sent many men to their deaths, and many women lost their family's support. If people followed the books strictly, then women could not re-marry, and the bachelors would be left behind. There would be no continuity of life.
The ancient times were concerned with agriculture. Human resources were of utmost importance for productivity. Without humans, society could not develop.
Feng Jin had foresight, so he was not worried.
Unless Zhongzhao united and ruled the five countries, the books stood no chance of attaining widespread publicity in the next 100 years. 
Thinking of which, Feng Jin tried to recall news regarding Zhongzhao. The edge of his lips curled into a smile. "Jingxian, don't worry. Our Changsheng will be well in the future."
Zhongzhao had always been the strongest amongst the five countries. Notably, in recent years, their Emperor was increasingly incompetent. There was instability in court, and the distant relatives and eunuchs did as they wished. In recent years, there was even an incident where the parties were chaotic. Zhongzhao, which was once mighty, was treading the path that Dongqing once took.
From that perspective, there was nothing to fear.
"Ah—Ya—Ya—" Changsheng started to jabber. Her soft hands grasped lightly at Feng Jin's broad sleeves. Both father and daughter played happily together.
With his intelligence and quick-thinking, he resolved the family threat and pacified his daughter. Feng Jin felt accomplished as he got out of the carriage.
When the curtains of the carriage closed, his smile, akin to the wind in spring, disappeared. He bent to pick the book up from the floor and headed menacingly towards Qiguan Rang to settle the score. It was all right if he was lazy, but how could he use such tactics to endanger him?
Feng Jin was ignorant of the fact that Qiguan Rang was already seeking Jiang Pengji's assistance.
"Have you read them all?"
"You have caused me much trouble. When Huaiyu comes by, you must help me." Qiguan Rang inhaled the scent from his tea. He put down his teacup and added, "As for those books, it must be the notorious sexual fantasies of some senseless scholars. There is nothing worth looking at."
He looked at her burning eyes. She remarked, "That is the brainchild of the Empress of Zhongzhao. She is a virtuous queen. How can people resist and not pursue it?"
Qiguan Rang was speechless. Jiang Pengji said with ill intentions, "I intend to buy a few more books in preparation for families who bear a daughter."
Qiguan Rang listened to Jiang Pengji's idea and asked, "Do you wish to learn how to rear a daughter?"
"No, I want to let them see for themselves. If everyone followed what the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women says, then ten years from now, they will witness their daughters mistreatment in marriage."
Qiguan Rang lifted the sides of his mouth. Jiang Pengji truly used her heart when she took risks.
"You don't seem to like these books," Qiguan Rang commented.
Jiang Pengji's eyes twitched, and she said, "Of course I don't. Do you?"
Qiguan Rang laughed and answered honestly, "Solely from a man's perspective, I somewhat approve of them. After all, I'm just an average man. However, from the viewpoint of someone who has fathered a daughter, I could see how the books are harmful."
Therefore, Jiang Pengji, who wanted to give the books to fathers of daughters, deserved to be beaten up!


Jiang Pengji got something called the Court Intrigue Stream System.
System: "Your goal is to become the most prestigious woman in the kingdom (the Queen)!" 
Jiang Pengji: "Okay, System. No problem!"
Years later, she met the target by becoming the most prestigious woman (the Empress).
Jiang Pengji: "Well done, no?"
System: "Why the hack did you fight on horseback? I want court intrigue among the King's women!"

#how a future general wins the ancient throne
#Her man watches in silence, the System watches with tears

i was sing sweet child of mine.
wit my guitar i start to doa great solo.the judges look to me like the mozart as playing his classics the more they enjoyed  the music, them more excited i was .
 jump from one side of the room to the other side and dance with the rhythm .other contestant was shock and with that i knew that i pass.

with shock in the face the beautiful woman asked me . I saw that you can dance play guitar and sing do you have others talents.with a calm face i say.i play 15 others instruments and talk 15 languages .
oh! if you have all this why this company and not a big one.
well i just this announce and here i am and you what is your name ? 
Lee mi-on,call me lee mi -on,without short my name!

well now i know your ability go to the room next door.
when i was going to the room i was think how can i fuck this woman .
Ding,you need just to buy this drug that make all the woman love you .
nah! i like her perssonality,i dont want to be just a loser to use such method.

now ,everyone that as in this room pass the preliminars,after that you have to show your personality write in this paper why you to be a idol! 

well the second part is over and i will tell who pass and who will leave.
lee jun ,nam joo-hyuk , Son Nae-SONG,Kim hee and julio!all pass the others can leave now.
with that i was send to a studio where i read a contract in this world the contract is so good 

i think that is because of a group of famous artist of all the worl create a big  syndicate and the korean part did a good job and make all the contract go 60% for the artist and  40% for the company and make pressure and make the tax very low just 15% ,i think that is because of that exist so may kpop company.but with that the idols  work turn in shitty with the company subordinate to the idols the idols start to be lazy turn the industry is slow and terrible sitty,with shitty music!

hello my name is Lee mi-on the people know with the name queen of pop with my dance and music.... ...
i was surprise i searcher for lee mi-on and discover that she sells almost 50 millions of album.in this world the albums have a price in turn og 100 for 200 dollars,i say before but i will say again. exist a international syndicate  and this syndicate do a lot for the artist include eliminate the piracy.
she was sell this 500 millions of albums for 100 dollar   gain with that 50 billions with 20% for the company she gain 40 billions .

the people think is impossible but is easy for her.i knew later she take my cab because she want to know how is a normal life,how immature she really is.i didnt know in that time,i was immature too.with that my life start to be the way i was planning in my past life.

i speak portuguese because of that when a person that read my novel say that my english is bad i just can say that im trying to improve every day.

Tang Xiu didn't seem to hear Firecandle's compliments. Countless scenes from back when he got along with Star Tears flashed past in his mind. If there was anyone in the Immortal World who he could trust without reserve, Star Tears was definitely one of them.
However, he just couldn't reveal his identity at all. Even if he trusted Star Tears 100%, he was perfectly aware that there were some arts in the Immortal World that could search someone's memories. If those few fearsome enemies of his were to strike Star Tears and search her memory, the chance was high that he would be found through her.
Further, he also realized something else from the encounter with Star Tears. That was the terrible circumstances the Vermillion Bird Holy Sect's region was in. It was very likely that a large number of the sect's disciples were scattered about in other regions, and the people he cared about were confined in the Convict Arenas or elsewhere. These people were highly likely facing enormous tribulations, suffering, and under the threat of death.
There's still time and I still have a lot of time…. But… the Vermillion Bird Holy Sect has not much time left…
Not only that… neither those people I care about have much time left.
Tang Xiu clenched his fists and his eyes gradually filled with a cold glint. It took him a long time before he eased his tightly gripped fists and pressed all the pressures to the deepest recess of his heart.
"Firecandle, I suddenly recall that there are some more important things I need to tend to, so I can't keep accompanying you here. I'd like to give some reminders before leaving." Tang Xiu got up and turned to speak to Firecandle.
"What reminder is it?" Firecandle was bewildered.
"Refrain from hurting others, yet guard against those trying to hurt you," said Tang Xiu. "And if you want to live longer, be on guard against everyone, even to those who are the closest to you."
Firecandle pursed his brows deeply and savored Tang Xiu's words silently. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt the reminder was. As he raised his head again, he found that Tang Xiu had long left already.
"I'll always keep this reminder in mind. Thank you." Firecandle took a deep breath and recited the lines in his heart repeatedly.
In the wide corridor, Tang Xiu at both sides of the passage. Although some people passed by, he looked at Qin Yu and said, "If I remember correctly, there should be a special place for purchasing particular items in the Convict Arena. Take me there."
Qin Yu nodded and said, "Please follow me, Sir."
At Canon and Classics Vend building.
With Qin Yu as a guide, Tang Xiu came to the special shop of Convict Arena. He directly looked at the welcoming attendant and lightly said, "Take me to your VIP room and notify your Canon and Classics Vend Master. Tell him that a distinguished guest is waiting."
"Understood!"
The attendant wore a respectful look and took Tang Xiu to the VIP room on the second floor. Just as Tang Xiu took a seat, a blue-robed old man stepped inside with a smile as he glanced at the group. When his eyes landed on Star Tears, however, he was suddenly stunned. But he quickly suppressed his surprise before he came to Tang Xiu and smilingly greeted. "Are you looking for me, Honored Patron?"
Tang Xiu waved his right hand, motioning for the man to sit at the opposite side. Then, he said, "I want to sell a classics manual of immortal cultivation and the recipe and concoction method of the Primordial Chaos Pill."
With that said, he took out the classics and recipe from his interspatial ring and put them on the table in front of him.
The blue-robed old man's complexion changed. He quickly read the classics and the recipe of Primordial Chaos Pill. A shocked expression appeared on his face. After a long time, he slowly said, "Honored Patron, these two items are extremely precious. I don't dare to make any decision without authorization from my superior. Please wait a bit. I'll call the Director over."
"Alright!" Tang Xiu nodded calmly.
Quickly after, the old man in charge hurriedly rushed over. After reviewing the classics of immortal cultivation art and the recipe of the Primordial Chaos Pill, his expression was as if he had found a supreme treasure as he looked at Tang Xiu and said, "Immortal Friend, would you like to sell these items directly, or would you like to exchange them with some other things?"
After thinking for a while, Tang Xiu asked, "How many Perfected Golden Immortal gladiators do you think these items can be exchanged for?"
The old man slightly creased his brows and his eyes were thoughtful for a long time. Afterward, he said, "2 Perfected Golden Immortal gladiators plus 5 million Crystal Essences. What do you think?"
"2 mid-stage Perfected Golden Immortal gladiators plus 8 million Crystal Essences. If you agree, the classic manual and the recipe are yours." Tang Xiu bargained.
"No problem!" the old man finally nodded after calculating it.
After four hours, Tang Xiu led Battle Peng and Star Tears and the other two mid-stage Perfected Golden Immortals and appeared at the Convict Arena's exit entrance. He didn't hurry to leave but waited until his four Golden Immortal subordinates returned. He then asked the four with a faint smile, "How is your harvest?"
"It's all here, Master."
The four men handed out interspatial rings to Tang Xiu.
After using his spiritual sense to check the content in the four rings, Tang Xu suddenly looked surprised. "You got quite a good harvest? You won more than 80 million Immortal Crystals?"
The four men happily smiled and one of them respectfully said, "We know too well of the Convict Arena ourselves, Master. We do have quite the experience in regard to how to judge and pick our bets here."
Tang Xiu faintly smiled and threw 2 million Immortal Crystals to each one of them, then gave Battle Peng 1 million Immortal Crystals. He then put away the rest and lightly said, "Well, we've been outside for a few days already, so it's time to go back."
Having said that, he turned his head to see a spot some kilometers away at Qin Yu, who looked like a delicate pure lotus. He flicked his finger and sent an interspatial ring to fall into her hand. Immediately after, the group of nine then stepped out of the Convict Arena front entrance.
Qin Yu stared blankly at the ring that appeared in her hand. She looked at Tang Xiu's direction again and found that he was already gone. After hesitating for a moment, she used her spiritual sense to see the space inside the ring. Her figure slightly shook after seeing what was inside and a crystal light filled her eyes.
10,000 Immortal Crystals and a cultivation manual.
When Qin Yu took out that cultivation manual and skimmed it for a while, a disbelieving look immediately painted her beautiful face.
"An immortal cultivation manual that can be cultivated up to the Perfected Golden Immortal Stage?"
Qin Yu's delicate figure slightly trembled and two lines of tears slipped down her face.
She recalled how disappointed she was the first time she saw Tang Xiu. However, after accompanying him for some time, the benefits she received from him were much more than everything she had earned for more than 10 years working here.
"Thank you, Benefactor!"
Qin Yu raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face as she muttered to herself.
"Heh, are you that disappointed, or have you been humiliated? You crying so sadly will make you useless as a guide. You won't even receive Immortal Stones doing that, no?" Wenwen approached silently in a lotus step style to Qin Yu's side with a ridiculing smile evident on her face.
Qin Yu hurriedly put the cultivation manual into her interspatial ring before turning to look at Wenwen and saying, "You guessed wrong. Not only did I got some tips, I even got more than you can imagine."
Having said that, she walked straight towards the entrance of Convict Arena and went to pay off her high-interest loan. At this moment, she also made up her mind to quit her job at the Convict Arena and planned to go to the outside world to explore, hoping that she would be qualified to meet that benefactor again in the future.
At the Hessen Castle region.
After Tang Xiu took everyone back to the Stargazing Pavilion, he took Gu Yan'er straight to the Heavenly Abode artifact. While watching her strange expression, he slowly said, "What did you notice from those three Perfected Golden Immortals I brought?"
"Uh… Black-face Auntie." Gu Yan'er's lips wriggled a few times.
"You're right. It's Aunt Star Tears." Tang Xiu wryly smiled. "I found her in the Perfected Golden Immortal prison cells of Heavenly Net Immortal Domain's Convict Arena by chance. She became a convict and a deathmatch fighter there, so I bought her."
"Did you tell her your identity?" asked Gu Yan'er hurriedly.
"No." Tang Xiu shook his head. "Not only did I not tell her my identity, but even her Soul Plate is also still here with me. I didn't say anything to her from beginning to end."
Gu Yan'er's nervous expression eased up and she curiously asked, "Are you afraid, Master?"
Tang Xiu forced a wry smile and said, "Yeah, I'm afraid. I fear that if I talk to her, she will find out my true identity. Yan'er, there may be some changes in my previous and present appearances, but those really familiar with me may still be able to guess who I really am. So…"
"Master, the number of people in the entire Immortal World who can guess the connection between the current you and the past you is definitely less than 20 people. Aside from me, her, and those two enemies, as well as Grandpa and Grandma, only those nine Sisters who know it."
"That's more than a dozen." Tang Xiu shook his head.
"Nay, the Immortal World is way too vast. And even those people can only guess and can't confirm your identity," argued Gu Yan'er. "Just like Black-faced Aunt. I've been observing her and she doesn't seem to recognize your identity at all. The way I see it, she's trying to identify your identity through your appearance."
Tang Xiu nodded and asked, "Then what should I do, Yan'er? Should I return the Soul Plate to her and let her leave immediately? Or… keep hiding the truth from her and let her follow us?"
Gu Yan'er thought for a long time before she slowly answered, "Master, I think the best course is to keep hiding the truth from her and make her follow us for now. After all, she's still a Perfected Golden Immortal. If you were to give her Soul Plate back and yet she refuses to leave, it would be troublesome if she insists on learning your identity. Further, Black-faced Aunt is the sister of the Sect Master of the Vermillion Bird Holy Sect. With such status and yet she got captured and became a deathmatch fighter of the Convict Arena, a tragedy is bound to happen if we let her leave alone. Since you have returned, it's best to take her with you. On the one hand, she can help us manage our entourage, whereas, on the other hand, we can also ensure her safety."
Tang Xiu said, "Aside from that, have you ever thought that there are only a few people who know her identity? Only our enemies know her, so in case…"
Gu Yan'er said, "Then she must change her appearance."
Tang Xiu thought for a while and felt that it was a sound idea. Then he nodded and said, "It seems that we can only proceed this way. Yan'er, the identity of Aunt Star Tears, aside from us and the other nine, must never be disclosed to the outside world. Additionally, tell those nine sisters to never show any flaws in front of Aunt Star Tears."


A supreme expert in the Immortal World had died, and a strand of his soul returned to its original body on Earth. Tang Xiu discovered with amazement that ten thousand years passed in the Immortal World, yet only a single year passed on Earth.

Watching the long, blue arrow shooting toward him, Qiao Yuan's bronzed face became unwittingly mocking. That kind of attack wasn't even worth a sneer from someone of his abilities. Without bothering to say more, a red thistle shuttle left his raised hand and traced a red shadow as it went flying toward the blue arrow.
The card in his hands was a five-star card with an ordinary name—the Four-Pronged Caltrop. It was a well-known card in the federation.
When he was young, Qiao Yuan was good at the wavy blade category of cards and had already started to show youthful promise. His teacher was planning to let him choose one of the high-level legacies from the Central Repository of the Classics, but he hadn't wanted to abandon the Triangular Steely Blade he was already using, which nixed his teacher's suggestion.
The Triangular Steely Blade was an ordinary three-star fantasy card that served as the entry-level wavy blade type of card used by many. It could emit steely-colored triangular wavy blades with about average attack power and firing frequency, as well as accuracy. It was at roughly the same level as the fiery dragon card category.
Seeing how persistent he was about following his original intention and in order to broaden his horizons, his teacher simply allowed him to study up on all of the wavy blade cards among the legacies at the Central Repository of the Classics.
All of the ordinary card legacies were placed in the library at the Central Repository of the Classics, and the students could borrow them for study as they pleased. Some of the higher-level legacies were placed in the Main Collection Building. It was a small building not more than five stories high, but it was sacred ground in the eyes of the scholars and professors.
Qiao Yuan remained at the Main Collection Building for five years. When he emerged, the first thing he did when he sought out his teacher was express his hope that he could swap out his card. His teacher was rather surprised when he heard Qiao Yuan wanted to abandon the Triangular Steely Blade he had hung onto for so many years. When he personally checked out his beloved student's abilities, however, he was immediately filled with praise.
Afterward, the dean of the card division of the Central Repository of the Classics—who was the teacher of Madam Zhi Lian—personally intervened to make a completely new wavy blade type of card according to Qiao Yuan's requirements. That was the Four-Pronged Caltrop.
After Qiao Yuan got his new card, he embarked on more than ten years of silence. He would occasionally do something during that time and was invariably outstanding when he did. The prestige of the Four-Pronged Caltrop spread far and wide.
Among the three disciples, Qiao Yuan was the least qualified but the most powerful. That was certainly related to how long he had trained, but his concentration and perseverance were still more outstanding.
It was said that the method to make the Four-Pronged Caltrop had been preserved; if Qiao Yuan could organize his skills systematically before he died, the Central Repository of the Classics would have another new and ponderous legacy.
Whether it was the students or professors at the Central Repository of the Classics—or card artisans outside—none of them thought that would be any problem.
Qiao Yuan himself was an expert in using the wavy blade type of cards, so how would he be moved by the sort of wavy blade he now faced? But, as aware as he was of what was going on in the world, he didn't know the card in Butchie's hands was 013 from the numbered series of cards!
Card 013, which represented malevolence and death, appeared mild and middling. But it would always make a fatal blow once it was scorned by the enemy!
The long, blue arrow was like a ramrod-straight chain formed of several hundred wavy blades. A whistling sound came from the spaces in the wavy blades flitting through the air at high speed.
Would someone dare challenge Qiao Yuan? Did they want to die? Everyone was looking at Butchie and Hugo in disbelief, not quite able to keep up with it all in their heads. Maybe they didn't know who they were facing. It was Qiao Yuan, after all—the Qiao Yuan who was at the apex of the Big Six! The Qiao Yuan who could pinch them off like ants!
For an ant to extend its sharp tusks against an elephant was in itself a laughable event! Some of the card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics looked like they were ridiculing as they watched the two jerks overextending themselves. One hand—no—maybe just a flick of his fingers would be enough to pinch those little, creeping bugs to death.
Even the card artisans on Faya's side were dumbfounded. The energy fluctuation that had filled the sky had already utterly broken their will to fight. In their minds, that bronzed-faced man wasn't even human; he was a demon!
The two deliberately provoked him at the same time from within their own camp. Even as they saw it, it was a provocation! The card artisans looking on couldn't keep themselves from stopping what they had been doing.
A sudden flinch flashed through Qiao Yuan's eyes as he stared at the long, light blue arrow composed of hundreds of wavy blades.
Whether it was the red thistle shuttle Qiao Yuan had shot off or Butchie's blue wavy blade arrow, they were both so fast that there was no way to capture them with the naked eye. All they saw was a red line and a blue line in the sky, smashing headlong into one another.
The red shadow was like a lion charging into a herd of sheep, sending them flying in all directions. Only the red shadow could be seen to pass through; the light blue arrow formed by the wavy blades was as fragile as paper and was broken straight apart. There were nearly 100 wavy blades scattering. The red thistle shuttle had easily penetrated the arrow.
Sure enough, the two sides were just too far apart! All the card artisans watching were shaking their heads and sighing.
Qiao Yuan then suddenly raised his eyebrows. At the same time, the scattered wavy blades were like a school of sharks smelling fresh blood as they went whistling into ranks and swept toward Qiao Yuan.
The line formed by 100 wavy blades moving at high speed made a kind of flower-bud-shaped after-image, the tip of which was astoundingly pointing straight at Qiao Yuan!
The sudden twist surprised everyone. Quite a few of them finally remembered what the card in that young woman's hands was.
Card 013! Good lord, it's 013! Many of the card artisans couldn't hide their excitement. No wonder those light blue wavy blades had looked so familiar. No wonder someone had the guts to jump out. With 013 in their hands, what would they be afraid of? Some card artisans in the manor were even feeling some hope.
The power of that mysterious card artisan was certainly unfathomable, but they had 013 on their side! Among those card artisans, only a few of them knew about Qiao Yuan. But if you were talking about Card 013, 90 percent of them knew about it.
Those days, if you were walking on the street without knowing about the numbered series of cards, you would be ashamed even to greet anyone else. It was said that not to know 013 in this life would make being a card artisan a vain pursuit! For those people to be able to recognize 013 was due to the images that had been showing up on all the platforms. Even some of the card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics recognized what card Butchie was using.
"Faya! That gang is Faya!" some of the card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics were shouting.
Card 013 was too well-known and really couldn't be hidden. The news that it had finally fallen into the hands of Faya was known to everyone. The card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics had earlier surmised that for the power in the manor to actually be so frightening, someone must have been behind them, after all. They just hadn't thought it was Faya!
Qiao Yuan's expression went cold, and a chill surged up from his heart. What was Faya doing gathering together so many card artisans?
Ah, but their goal was self-evident. A murderous aura skimmed over Qiao Yuan's eyes. That damned Faya!
In the minds of the Central Repository of the Classics personnel, Faya had already become their principal enemy, even more detestable than the Federation Comprehensive Academy. Jie Yanbai had been mortally wounded in their attack. That had given the Federation Comprehensive Academy another opportunity, which then led to the later series of unfortunate events.
Qiao Yuan and Jie Yanbai were close, but as they saw it, such a fierce provocation to their authority by attacking the Central Repository of the Classics scholars was already damnable! It was still more so because someone who could reach such a level would be no fool.
When they found out those card artisans had all been gathered by Faya, things were suddenly clear as a bell, including what Faya was calculating. A cold, dark smile formed in the corner of Qiao Yuan's mouth as his gaze firmly locked onto Butchie and Hugo. With no visible movement, he slid to the side as though he had suddenly disappeared from where he was. He then reappeared seven or eight meters away.
The blue wavy blades split off from where he had just been and flitted over like a lively flock of blue swallows. Amazingly, the blue wavy blades were so lively that they didn't even lose control when they came up empty. They all lined up into an arc and came firing after Qiao Yuan once again. But when they were a few meters away from him, they suddenly started to dance around Qiao Yuan in a high-speed flight. They were tracing marvelous trajectories while Qiao Yuan, enshrouded within them, abruptly blurred.
Interesting! Qiao Yuan had seldom seen such elegantly controlled wavy blade cards. His gaze fell involuntarily onto the apparatus on Butchie's wrist.
Just then, a powerful energy fluctuation took Qiao Yuan by surprise.
With his half-silver mask and half-expressionless face, the energy fluctuation produced by Hugo had already given the rest of the card artisans a faintly unsettled feeling. It was a powerfully oppressive feeling, like leaden clouds hanging low and squeezing everyone's hearts to a flutter.
The bare half of Hugo's face turned pallid while the other silvery, glowing half of the soft mask constituted a rather demonic pattern. He leaned over slightly in midair with his hands hanging naturally in front of him, his gaze fixed on Qiao Yuan.
At the same time, the flock of blue wavy blades filling the sky around Qiao Yuan changed direction.
Clang!
As though a sword were lightly slashing, the 100 wavy blades formed into a line of 100 blue streamers, which went plunging toward Qiao Yuan in their midst.
At that exact moment, Hugo made a circle with his arms.


This is both a work of science fiction and an exploration of the meaning of life, love, literature and art. Brainpower is no longer the main ingredient for being human in this far distant future world.  Spirituality, physical balance, and diligence all come together as integrity for Chen Mu, the Card Apprentice.  The cards which Chen Mu masters in his own scrappy way, distill all the powers of the cosmos –  human and nonhuman –  into something that is not a book, not technology, and neither art nor magic, but is these and more.  Learn about these strange cards, which can embody everything you might imagine for the future of technology, but also a future beyond technology which promotes the best, and sometimes the worst, from mankind’s past.

Wang Yao checked the herbal field using the light of the torch. The damage was not major, only a few leaves of radix gentianae were taken. Wang Yao guessed the thief was very cautious. He must have run away after hearing the noises in the cottage.
Wang Yao looked into the distance and could see the corner of the village. The village was quiet and peaceful under the moonlight.
For some people, if there's no coffin then they'll shed no tears! Wang Yao thought.
It started to rain the next morning; autumn rain was cold.
Wang Yao still watered the herbal field using ancient spring water although it was raining. Afterwards, he returned to his cottage to prepare herbs and started brewing.
East mulberry leaves, Licorice, Campanulaceae, Mint, Forsythia, Reed Rhizome...
Inside the cottage, there was one man, one pot, one set of fire, and the smell of herbs. Outside the cottage, the autumn rain continued to come down on the quiet and peaceful Nanshan Hill.
A lot of special things can be done in this kind of weather, such as having a cup of coffee in a quiet corner, reading a book at home, meditation, or having a nice nap. It was usually quiet on a rainy day.
Wang Yao was sitting in his cottage and looking at the fire. He could smell the herbs coming from the pot. It was so much fun and it was a very meaningful thing to do to brew decoctions.
Arctium, Nepeta Ear, Honeysuckle flower, Bamboo leaves...Atracdylodes, Poria Cocos, Chinese yam, Lotus seeds, Licorice...
Maybe it was because of the rain that Wang Yao was quiet and calm. He successfully made three formulas by the end of the day. Wang Yao was so relieved after the success. He put out the fire, cleaned the multifunctional pot and did some stretches.
Let's call it a day, Wang Yao decided.
Wang Yao had successfully made four formulas in less than two days. The process was much smoother than he had expected, so he didn't need to rush anymore.
He sat on the chair and took out the book Natural Classics and started to read it. Although he didn't quite get the meaning of the book, he could feel it was a profound book. What made Wang Yao thrilled was that he started to understand the methods of self-renewing to induce Qi which he didn't know about for a long time.
Inhale, exhale...
"The essence of Tao is secretive and unseen. The extremes of Tao are dark and quiet—no vision and no hearing. Embrace the spirit with rest, your figure will shape itself. The means of nature will stay clear; the means of Yin and Yang will stay calm and the means of being a human will last forever. As the name of the book: Natural Classics, the great Tao is invisible. The sky and earth are fertile; the great Tao is ruthless. The sun and the moon come and go as always. The great Tao has no name. Everything in this world is being nourished—humans, law and Earth—Earth, law and sky—sky, law and Tao. The method of Tao is all about nature."
The book, Natural Classics was not thick. It didn't take long to read through one chapter, so Wang Yao took his time. On one hand, the content was not easy to understand. On the other hand, Wang Yao wanted to thoroughly understand the philosophy it contained. It started to get dark, but Wang Yao was unaware of it—he was still reading the book.
Suddenly his phone rang. Wang Yao closed the book and packed it away in the system. What a shame! he thought.
He had just started to get the meaning out of the book as if he touched something wonderful, saw something miraculous, and felt something different. But the phone ringing stopped everything.
This book is truly extraordinary! Wang Yao thought.
"Hello, mom?" Wang Yao picked up the phone.
"Come home and have dinner. I haven't seen you for a whole day!" Zhang Xiuying sounded concerned.
"I know mom," said Wang Yao.
He then locked the door of the cottage and went down the hill with an umbrella.
The hill in the rain was quiet, especially when it was dark. The hill was quiet and spooky. But Wang Yao had gotten used to it. He went down the hill and returned to his home. His mother had prepared dinner; she cooked four dishes and one soup, including fish and meat.
"What a superb meal—special day today?" asked Wang Yao with a smile.
"Don't be silly, go and wash your hands," said Zhang Xiuying.
"Okay!" said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao and his parents were having dinner happily together.
"Do you still need to go to the hill at night?" asked Zhang Xiuying.
"Yes, I need to keep an eye on the field," said Wang Yao.
"I'm a bit worried about you being alone on the hill at night!" This was not the first time Zhang Xiuying said this.
"I've got San Xian keeping me company," said Wang Yao with a smile.
"Maybe you can get your dad to go with you?" suggested Zhang Xiuying.
"Are you kidding? There's just one small bed in the cottage. I will be fine. Don't worry about me!" said Wang Yao.
It took Wang Yao some effort to convince his mother that he would be fine. After dinner, Wang Yao talked a bit with his parents, then went back up to the hill.
"Fenghua, why didn't you say anything to stop him!" Zhang Xiuying blamed her husband as soon as Wang Yao left.
Wang Fenghua was smoking and didn't say a word. After a long time, he said, "Just let him do what he wants."
"What? It was you who didn't allow him to grow herbs a few weeks ago," said Zhang Xiuying.
Wang Fenghua didn't respond. He just had dinner with the village secretary a few days ago. Wang Jianli, the village secretary talked a lot after a few glasses of drink and Wang Fenghua kept some of his words in mind.
"Your son, Wang Yao is such an extraordinary young man! He knows the way of people and the world. All the villagers were wrong about him!" said Wang Jianli.
In the village, Wang Jianli had praised a lot of people but not sincerely. Everybody who knew him well knew that he only sincerely praised people after drinking a couple bottles of beer. In addition, he rarely praised young people. At that time Wang Fenghua realized his son had truly changed.
Maybe I should leave him alone, thought Wang Fenghua.
Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill with a torch in his hand. He soon arrived at his cottage to hide from the rain and wind outside.
He turned the light on and started to read Natural Classics aloud. The rain continued outside and it didn't stop until after midnight.
It was much cooler the next day.
After watering the herbal field, Wang Yao went further up on the hill and sat down next to a rock. He started to practice a method of inducing Qi according to Natural Classics.
He had done some research online. Rumor had it that the book was written by a Taoist called Guang Chengzi. But the version he found online was different from the book given to him by the system. A lot of information was missing in the online version and there was no mention of the method of inducing Qi. It was like an abridged version.
Wang Yao closed his eyes to practice inhaling and exhaling. Suddenly, he felt light through his eyes as it was dawn already. Mornings were the best time of the day to practice breathing as the air was fresh and the sunshine was mild.
After sitting on the rock for about one hour, Wang Yao went back to the cottage to continue brewing decoctions. He saw people starting to show up on the hill.
Baa, Baa. Moo, Moo. A herd of cattle and sheep came along the road of the hill.
"Hi uncle, you are so early today," Wang Yao said hello to a man following the herd.
"Hello," the man waved back.
"What is that smell?" a villager asked.
"It's the smell of herbs. I don't know what Fenghua's son has been doing again," another villager said.
"He's been on Nanshan Hill all this time, never looking for a proper job!" the villager added.
"Well, it's not bad to do farming!" said an old man who was smoking.
"Not bad? Can he actually make any money?" a middle-aged man said with contempt.
　　


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

Act 1 - Scene 1

INT. SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY

A small room, with only enough place for about 20 people. The morning light Illuminates the words written on the chalkboard and it's creases that show the lack of proper care. The tables and chairs are covered in drawings and scratches, which gives off a vintage feeling.

The BELL rings.

Luzy lies on the table as Eve walks up to her.

LUZY
(groans)
Ugh... I can't do this anymore, go on without me.

EVE
It's only the first day, can you not be so dramatic?

LUZY
Shut up! What kind of demon holds a proper lecture at the first day?

EVE
You're not in kindergarten anymore, deal with it. And the book he introduced is great.

LUZY
What's great about the SORROWS OF YOUNG WERTHER? I've read it in the eight grade and in the tenth. The main character is stupid.

EVE
What? But Werther is the selling point, oh you have no idea, do you? You should really give it a try again and while you are at it, read EMILIA GALOTTI by Lessing too. Two beautiful stories told from different perspectives, one is about a man whose love goes unrequited and the other about a girl who doesn't requite a love. Just thinking about it makes me want to read it again.

LUZY
Hey, wait a moment, why is everything about unreciprocated love? Are you dissatisfied with me or what?

EVE
Well, love is not the primary factor in those dramas, sure they play a major role, however, there's a lot about politics and worldly views too. For example in The Sorrow of young Werther, he has to deal with being an outcast of society, not fitting into any part of the hierarchy and-

LUZY
Enough, my brain doesn't have enough memory space to talk about theatres right now. Come back after the update.

EVE
You are in for a tough time then. Don't forget the task that he has given us.

LUZY
uhh, which task?

EVE
Are you kidding me?

LUZY
Calm down, you know that I only took this elective course, because you told me to.

EVE
Did I tell you, I can't remember. I could have sworn you where just scared to be alone this semester so you chose it.

LUZY
Whatever, just tell me what our task is.

EVE
he told us to get in groups of three and choose a drama that we want to work with, for the next few weeks.

LUZY
uhh, really?

EVE
Yep.

LUZY
No, but I don't want to- wait.

Lucy points at Eve and then herself.

LUZY (CONT'D)
one,two,-

EVE
yes, we are missing one.

LUZY
What? Let's go ask someone quickly, come on, move it!

EVE
Everybody is already gone.

LUZY
Goddamnit, it's all your fault. Why did you have to talk so much?

EVE
Huh? Shut up for a second. If you had listened in the first place, we wouldn't be here right now. Since when did you care about the points anyways?

LUZY
I don't really, but what about you?

EVE
I'll manage. I think.

LUCY
Still, wouldn't it look bad if we didn't even do the first task?

EVE
I think it's okay, worst case scenario, we can just work alone.

LUZY
No, leave it to me, I will find someone one we can work with, just where do I look?

Suddenly heavy, fast-paced footsteps cause the floor to vibrate. The door to the classroom gets opened, and reveals CAEL.

CAEL is around 19 years old, with dark circles below his eyes. Unkempt hair and fashionable clothes gives him a wild look.

CAEL
Am I late?

Silence sweeps over the classroom.

LUZY
Depends, what where you expecting?

CAEL
Isn't this the classroom for the "Appreciation of Classics"?

LUZY
If it's that, then you're more than late. The lecture just ended some minutes ago.

CAEL
Ah, Shit, how do they expect us to find anything if this place is so big?

LUZY
So you also have "Appreciation of the Classics" as an elective course?

CAEL
Yes, you guys too?

Lucy looks at Eve.

LUCY
Hey, Eve, I think I found someone.

EVE
wait, him? I don't thinks that's such a good idea, maybe we should reconsider-

LUZY
Hey you, what's your name, why don't you come over here.

EVE
Okay.

A rather short story about Luzy, Eve and Cael, talking about german literature until one of them dies.

After completing highschool and taking the first steps into adulthood, Luzy and Eve began to prepare for college.
There, they meet Cael, an aspiring politician who always seeks the truth.
At first he will find their bubbly nature endearing, but he soon discovers something more sinister is afoot, as all three of them seem to hide a deep, dark secret.

CAEL
You two really get along well.

EVE
How exactly did you reach that conclusion?

CAEL
From the way you two interact, looks like you guys are pretty familiar with each other.

EVE
It's a love-hate relationship, really.

LUZY
What do you mean love-hate, there's only love. A 100% love, I say.

EVE
I was kidding, you don't have to be so defensive.

*this story is written in script form and will be concluded rather quickly, I hope you will still enjoy the story anyways*

Daily updates

The first needle pierced the Yang Bai acupoint, the next one was the Buccal Cave acupoint, and the third one was the Mountain Pass acupoint.

Three needles, Qin Wushuang had only pierced the three acupoints and it had instantly reduced a significant amount of the pain in Qin Lianshan. 

“Good boy, where did you learn this?” Qin Lianshan was overjoyed. His son had brought him many surprises. 

“I didn’t learn much when I was studying at the Martial Arts Academy. However, I did read a lot of medical books and learned the basics,” Qin Wushuang said in a subdued tone.  

Qin Sixi smiled honestly: “Even if you’ve only learned the basics, you are still incredible. Young Master is a genius.” 

“Sixi, we need to keep this matter a secret,” Qin Lianshan ordered cautiously. 

“Yes.” 

Qin Wushuang finally retracted the needles after he had finished treated his father using acupuncture and moxibustion. He explained: "Father, I will continue treating you using acupuncture two times a day in the future. You will be healed in a few months."  

Inwardly, Qin Wushuang had already formulated a plan. He’d decided to let his father practice the <Classics of Tendon Changing > technique. 

Now, the only difficulty was how he would present the <Classics of Tendon Changing> to his father without arousing suspicion? After all, <Classics of Tendon Changing> was a rare martial arts technique. It most likely surpassed all the martial arts techniques in Bai Yue Country. With such an abnormal book, how could he find a way to explain its origin to his father.

After a night of thinking, Qin Wushuang finally had a plan. However, he was not in a hurry to carry it out. Because if he carried out his plan now, it would be too obvious. 

Each day, he would treat his father with acupuncture twice. After a month, Qin Wushuang joyously sought out his father after he had finished his morning practice. 

“Wushuang, what’s going on?” 

“Father, I picked up a sheepskin scroll when I was training in the High Cang Mountain. Please take a look.” Qin Wushuang presented the sheepskin scroll that he had prepared earlier. 


“Eh?” Qin Lianshan took the scroll. When he opened it, his expression changed slightly. Then, as he continued to read it, he became more and more excited. When he’d finished, his hands could not help but tremble. 

“Wushuang, where did you pick this up?” Qin Lianshan closed the scroll and asked in a trembling tone. 

“In a remote corner.” 

“It must be the will of the Heavens! The will of the Heavens!” Qin Lianshan was incredibly excited, and he tightly clutched the sheepskin scroll, "Wushuang, in this scroll is recorded a profound martial arts technique. And our family currently has an extreme shortage of martial arts technique! What do you think, is the Heavens bestowing prosperity upon our family?"

"Father, the scroll said that all the bones and muscles would be broken down first and then reconstructed later, causing the body to undergo a rebirth! Isn’t the risk too extreme?”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you get the tiger’s cubs? For all the powerful people that reached the peak of martial arts, have they not gone through significant risks?"

“Father, you are planning to take the risk?” 

“Wushuang, Father is jubilant to see you’ve matured. You also understand our family's current situation. The “Family Class Evaluation” will start in one year’s time. If the Qin family wants to protect their Humble Class seat, then Father must take this risk. This martial arts technique does not seem to be a scam…” 

This result was what Qin Wushuang had wanted to see. When he saw that his father had become determined to follow through with his decision, Qin Wushuang changed his tone and pondered: "Father, the Genuine Qi inside your body is in chaos. If this technique could break through and change the tendons, it would serve two purposes."  

Thankfully, although his act had not been flawless, he had not been exposed nor had he left any obvious tracks. As soon as his father practiced this <Classics of Tendon Changing>, it would not only help him to relieve his injury completely but it would also help him to transform his blood vessels. From that point, he would be on a fast track with his training.

Maybe, it would be the best help to his father.

When Qin Wushuang left his father's room, his emotions were stirred. At least within River County for the next three to five years, with this <Classics of Tendon Changing>, those old aristocratic masters would never be able to catch up to his father! 

Time slipped away and in a blink of an eye, a new year had come.

For hundreds of years, the Qin family had an old tradition of offering sacrifices to their ancestors at the beginning of a year. Qin Lianshan brought his son and daughter to the ancestral hall. He arranged all the sacrificial goods and lighted the candles. 

“With the ancestors watching, unfilial offspring Qin Lianshan has brought my son and daughter to kowtow before you all.” 

After three bows and nine kowtows, Qin Lianshan said: “Spirits of ancestors, there is one more year until the “Family Class Evaluation.” Ancestors, please bless Lianshan to reach the Second Stage of the Genuine Force in this year. To protect our family's aristocratic seat…"  

The Second Stage of the Genuine Force?

Inwardly, Qin Wushuang laughed. In these few months, his father had traversed the correct path of the <Classics Of The Tendon Changing> and had formed an ideal benign cycle. If there were no unexpected accidents, then in one year’s time, he would be guaranteed to reach Stage Three of the Genuine Force. 

If he was lucky, it was possible to reach Stage Four! 

However, he could only keep these thoughts to himself and not speak them aloud. While he was still thinking, Qin Lianshan said: “Wushuang, come here. Send your vow of ambition to the ancestors.” 

Qin Wushuang did not dare to neglect this. He went up and said respectfully: “Spirits of ancestors, your offspring Wushuang will make a promise to you. As a child of the Qin family, with my impressive body and unyielding character, I will not submit myself to the powerhouses. I will not fear any bullies, nor comply or compromise with the rich and the Wealthy Class. Even if my body is to be burned in a sea of fire, I will fight honestly with my two iron fists. Even if knives adorned the top of the mountain, I will use all of my Genuine Qi to shoot up to the sky and soar through the Galaxia! In short, as a child of the Qin family, I will never be a coward and lag behind others! As long as I still draw breath, I vow to lead the Qin family to prosperity and to a new level!"  

After hearing his son’s determined words, Qin Lianshan repeatedly nodded in gratification at the declaration. Qin Xiu’s eyes also expressed a great joy. 

Her little brother had finally grown up! 

“Wushuang, there is only one year left until the “Family Class Evaluation.” Most likely, this year will be the most difficult one. Those people that lust after our family’s fortunes will probably take a lot of actions in this year. You must be careful.” 

Qin Lianshan warmly advised Qin Wushuang repeatedly.  

With Qin Wushuang’s current strength, River County was too small a place for him. Of course, he would not worry. On the contrary, he asked: “Father, who were those families that wanted our Humble Class seat?” 

The father and son pair returned to the manor and continued their talk. 

He heard from his father that there were three families eligible to take the Qin family’s Humble Class seat. In the same town, the herbalist, Shopkeeper Niu, was one of them. Qin Wushuang was familiar with them. They had a bucktoothed son named Niu Dou. He was always at odds with Qin Wushuang during his time at the academy. 

The other two were relatives of the Prominent Class families in River County. They were all business people with a lot of money and assets. Only, they had been born into civilian families, thus, they did not have good social status and lacked a nobility seat. 

Among these families, the Gu family had the greatest hope. They were Patriarch Xu’s in-laws and operated a large silk fabric business in River County. The Xu family had schemed against the Qin family because they wanted the Gu family to take control of this Humble Class seat. 

From highest to lowest, the hierarchy of this world was separated into Spirits, Wu, Ministerials, Shu, Civilians, and Slaves.

Spirits referred to those staggeringly mighty warriors that resided in the Spiritual World. It was rumored that there existed a Spiritual World outside of the human world. There were a lot of powerful existences there. These dominant people were the ones that controlled the entire galaxy.

However, rumors were just rumors. To most people, it remained a mystery whether the Spiritual World even existed. 

The Wu class did not refer to traditional martial artists' families. Instead, it referred to the Zhen Wu Holy Place. Each country of this world reportedly had their own Zhen Wu Holy Place. Inside each Holy Place were a lot of outstanding martial artists that only protected the rulers of each country. It was a place to enlist the best to guard the royal families. 

In other words, the Zhen Wu Holy Place was the peak existence of the world’s secular forces. 

Ministerials referred to Ministerial aristocrats. They were the upper-class aristocrats and had three levels. From top to bottom were the Royalty, Feudal Lords, and Venerable Aristocrats. 

Shu referred to Shu aristocrats. They were lower-class aristocrats and divided into three classes. From top to bottom, the ranks was the Wealthy, Prominent and the Humble Class.

Civilians naturally referred to the ordinary people. This class included peasants, workers, business people and much more.

For the Slave class, it referred to slaves that had no personal freedom and were aristocrats’ private assets. They existed at the very bottom. 

Civilians and slaves made up most of the population. 

Ministerials and the Shu Class formed the primary ruling classes. 

Of course, the Qin family was a Humble Class at the bottom of the Shu level. They appeared to be aristocrats, but because their family power was weak, they were driven away from the mainstream aristocrats.

Or else, how could Gou Sheng, a lobbyist born in the civilian class, have come into their home openly and without fear? 

"Father, do you think the Spiritual World exists?" Qin Wushuang asked curiously. 

“It was rumored that our ancestors confirmed that this Spiritual World existed. And our family originally had some connection with the Spiritual World. But, this rumor has been going around for hundreds of years. I am not sure if it really exists." Qin Lianshan sighed. 

“It will be good If I can travel around and meet one or two of those mighty Spiritual Warriors." In his previous life, Wu Xinghe was not able to reach the Dan Road Realm. Thus, he had always had an undescribed desire to journey to a higher level world.

After all, he had been at the peak of inner strength and was a step away from advancement. Thus, he had only been one step away from the gate of the Immortal.

However, he had never managed to take that step. His martial arts journey had been cut short, the cycle of life and death had stood between him and that last step.

Fortunately, rumors of the Spiritual World traveled around in this world! There must be a reason for such stories and deep inside Qin Wushuang’s mind, he still wanted to believe it. This spiritual world should be the Dan Road Realm that had been impossible to reach in his former world! 

“Wushuang, don’t run wild with your imagination. You have not forgotten what I am expecting from you, right?" Qin Lianshan warned Qin Wushuang because he did not want his son to think about that nonsense every day. 

“I remember that Father hoped for me to achieve a grade in the upper-class range,” Qin Wushuang replied thoughtfully.  

"That's right. If you are persistent with your training, eventually all upper-class martial arts students will at least reach Stage Four of the Genuine Force! In that case, even if our family has temporarily lost its power, we will one day regain our pride. Wushuang, you must remember the responsibility you are shouldering,” Qin Wushuang said earnestly. 

From his tone, Qin Wushuang somewhat felt that his father lacked confidence in the upcoming "Family Class Evaluation." Did he want to give up before attending the “Family Class Evaluation?”  

“Father, you mean…” 

Qin Lianshan sighed lightly. As a trace of subtle light flashed across his eyes, he said with a determined tone: "No matter what happens, I will use my full strength to protect the Qin family's Humble Class seat. But, just in case! I am saying that if I cannot protect it, then you, Qin Wushuang, you must wash away this shame for Father."

It was the determination of “Succeed, or die trying.”

“Father, you are way too depressed, aren’t you? From you tone, it seems that you are looking to sacrifice yourself if you cannot protect this seat?” Qin Wushuang yawned, “Don’t we still have another year? It’s a lot of time! Maybe our family will even become a Prominent or Wealthy Class family, much less protect our Humble Class seat.” 

Qin Wushuang knew his son was smart and he was used to his mature tone. 

“Wushuang, a family must have a Stage Two Genuine Force Warrior to qualify for the Prominent class. And for the Wealthy Class, a family would need a Stage Four Genuine Force Warrior! In our Qin family, we’ve never had a Stage Two Genuine Force Warrior in four generations!" Qin Lianshan thought of the prosperity his ancestors had, and right now, they were too weak to even protect their Humble Class seat. Thus, he could not help but feel depressed.  

"With effort, you can achieve anything. Father, don't overthink it. Don't forget, with both of us going into the battle together; there is nothing that can stop us!" Qin Wushuang stood up and walked to the backyard as he said. He muttered: “I am going to train.” 

Qin Lianshan thoughtfully watched his son’s departing back. He could not see through his son. Even at such young age, a layer of mystery seemed to surround him. As Qin Lianshan continued to watch the direction in which his son had left, he was also confused. He could not help but smile when he’d heard his son proclaimed himself a man. 

Without a doubt, this child was worthy of his hopes. However, in such a short year, no matter how fast he matured, he still had not yet reached the stage to become burdened by the worries of the family, right?





In China’s modern martial arts society, Wu Xinghe was history’s youngest grandmaster of martial arts. He was invincible. Because of a strange incident, he was reincarnated as Qin Wushuang, a poor aristocratic boy in an entirely different world with its own set of rules. With his strong will and passion, he began his journey to pursue the highest peak of martial arts!

The main character’s beliefs are:

Never comply with the aristocrats or the rich people, regardless of any situation. To only depend on your own strength because, eventually, you will have the power to be invincible.

Rise! Soar through the Galaxia! 

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