Legend of Qin Ruo

Opening his eyes, Qin Ruo's first thought was if he was still alive or dead. The last memory he had was an incident that happened when he was refining the pill. He remembered that several opponents joined forces to grab the pill.

After being attacked and seriously injured and unable to recover, he chose to blew himself up.

Glancing around the room he had found himself now, he discovered that it was completely different from the Fenglin Xiaozhu where he used to live.

At this moment, a series of memories entered Qin Ruo's mind. After a while he knew what was going on.

Following the destruction of his body after the explosion, his soul was transmigrated into this world, and was integrated into the body he was having now.

Qin Ruo felt very touched by the life of the hapless child whose body he was now possessing.

The boy had been miserable for more than ten years. The possessed person was also called Qin Ruo, the third son of the chief of the Qin Clan in Wuzhen's six major families. As the son of a big Huaxia family, he should have the wind and the rain at his beckon, but Qin Ruo was different. He was squeezed out by the family ten years ago.

To put it bluntly, he was the abandoned son of the family.

Since Qin family belonged to one of cultivation families, they put their reputation at the fore front. When Qin Ruo found himself unable to practice martial arts because of his natural aptitude, he was frozen out of the family line.

With his mother's death ten years ago, coupled with the oppression he was receiving from the hands of the eldest son Qin Yu and the second son Qin Xiao, he moved out of the Qin family mansion and followed his mother's old servant to this new place.

Looking at the roof of the room, Qin Ruo began to sort out his memories.

Qin Ruo was currently studying at Yanjing Academy and was injured by another disciple of the Guwu family, Tang Cho, a few days ago. It should be said that he was seriously injured and killed, otherwise Qin Ruo's soul would not have occupied this body.

Sitting up, Qin Ruo continued to sort out his thoughts. He remembered that he used to live in the Profound Cloudy Sky Continent in his previous life, and he was a prominent alchemy master and a cultivator.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Ruo felt himself relieved, and his facial expressions changed. The majority of his deep aura and mental power was now dormant due to the transmigration, and now there was only a trace of his expansive mental power.

"Fireball!" Qin Ruo turned his palm upward and muttered. He was trying to form a fire ball on the palm of his hand.

But there was not even a spark, not to talk of a fireball.

"How could this be?" Qin Ruo closed his eyes and continued to check his body through his spiritual power.

Apart from the fact that his mental strength was seriously damaged, other reasons were that the natural elements in the air could not communicate with his body, and the quality of the natural elements could not be compared with the Profound Sky Continent.

Ah, Profound Cloudy Sky Continent, a place where he always took a pill of Heavenly Spiritual Foundation before doing anything else. But here, there was none. This made Qin Ruo smile bitterly.

Profound Cloudy Sky!! Where he used to have a storage ring, where there was a pill to take at any time he wanted, but now, except for his soul and memories, he had nothing.

He stretched out his left hand and touched it with his right hand. After checking himself, Qin Ruo shook his head and sighed. Right now, the state of his body was not good at all. The veins and meridians were blocked. They were all in a big mess. There was no way he would be able to cultivate without dredging his body.

"Master is awake, great!" At this time, an old man in his fifties entered the room.

The old man's body was a little rickety, his temples were white, the corners of his eyes were deeply wrinkled, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. Obviously, he had seen all the ups and downs of the mortal life. When Qin Ruo woke up, his body was trembling. He was obviously very excited.

"Uncle Mo, I'm okay." Qin Ruo nodded after searching his memory. He knew who the old man in front of him was. He knew that Uncle Mo had been with the unlucky boy for more than ten years, abandoned, and on their own.

"Master..." Mo Shu sighed and stopped talking, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

"Uncle Mo, what's on your mind?" Qin Ruo saw that Uncle Mo had something to say.

"Master, this old slave is offended by what you're doing. We can't afford to provoke those guys and then hide? You should stay away from them, and it's better if you don't think about your fiancee anymore. We are like this now, and it's okay to live an ordinary life as long as one don't look for trouble. You only need to go to school and face your studies."

After Mo Shu finished speaking, he leaned back and stood aside. Although he lowered his head, he kept watching Qin Ruo with keen eyes. He knew that what he said was a blow to Qin Ruo, but he had to say it.

Initially, he didn't want to say such a thing, but he worried that Qin Ruo would continue to persevere and suffer in silence. These serious injuries might be fatal next time. So when he said these words, he didn't know that it was too late, that his young master had already died.

Go to school? fiancee? What were all these? They were definitely not his own thoughts. At this moment, there was nothing in Qin Ruo's mind more than how to restore his strength.

"I heard you, Uncle Mo. Next time, I'll be better." Qin Ruo said mildly with a smile. Then he asked for paper and pen to write a series of Tongluo Dan materials. "Uncle Mo, help me go out and see if you can buy these medicinal materials."

The effect of the White Spirit Pill was to remove the impurities blocking the veins and meridians. What Qin Ruo planned to do at the present was to make this body able to cultivate.

Uncle Mo breathed a sigh of relief, what he was worried about did not happen, and Qin Ruo was not being unreasonable. He nodded and took the slip and went out.

After Uncle Mo left, Qin Ruo walked out of the room and thought about his memories in the yard.

Although he was squeezed out of the Qin family, his hapless mother left him some savings. The hapless and old housekeeper, Mo Shu, bought a lonely courtyard for them, not far from Yanjing Academy. Although it was not as good as a villa, the place was elegant on its own levels. However, now there was not much money left.

After Qin Ruo got acquainted with his unlucky life and memories, Uncle Mo came back and shook his head with some guilt when he saw Qin Ruo. He didn't find the items to buy.

Nodding in reply, Qin Ruo didn't say anything more. He knew that the possibility of buying all the items was very small. After all, the medicinal materials he needed were completely different from the medicinal materials sold in this modern looking world.