Several days passed, yet Lin Jiang remained unconscious.His entire body was wrapped in white bandages, making him look like a mummy.Unbeknownst to him, everything would change the moment he awakened. A transformation he had never imagined awaited him.What Lin Jiang did not know was that the news of his shattered dantian and ruined talent had already spread throughout Linjiang City.The rumors brought great shame to the Jiang family, which had been working hard to restore its honor in the city.On the seventh day, Lin Jiang finally opened his eyes. The instant he regained consciousness, excruciating pain surged through every part of his body."It hurts..." Lin Jiang groaned.However, he quickly ignored the pain after hearing a commotion outside the room where he was resting."What's going on out there?" he muttered.Enduring the agony, Lin Jiang forced himself out of bed. When he opened the door, he was stunned to see his father kneeling before a man he recognized immediately."Fath

Sui Jiang returned to the Jiang Family Estate wearing a satisfied and proud smile, without the slightest trace of guilt, even though he had just thrown his own younger brother, Lin Jiang, into the Abyss of Death.When Ning Jiang saw that Sui Jiang had returned alone, she immediately ran over to him."Where's Brother Lin?" she asked anxiously."How would I know? Why are you asking me about that piece of trash?" Sui Jiang replied coldly."I saw you leave with Brother Lin. Just tell me where he is!" Ning Jiang demanded, raising her voice."It's none of your business. You're just a child, so stay out of it.""He's still my brother!" Ning Jiang shouted."Yes, but he doesn't exist anymore. Don't ask me where he is."Just as the siblings were arguing, Patriarch Jiang arrived with his wife, Wen Jiang."Have you completed your task, Sui?" Patriarch Jiang asked."Yes, Father. That piece of trash will never return to this house again.""Trash?" Ning Jiang yelled angrily."Ning Jiang, enough!" Pa

"Arghhhhh!"Lin Jiang screamed in agony as an unbearable wave of scorching heat surged through his body, channeled from the razor-sharp claw of the Red-Eyed Dragon."Hahaha! Enjoy it, boy! Consider this your first trial—a test of how strong you truly are!" the Red-Eyed Dragon laughed.The eleven-year-old Lin Jiang collapsed to the ground, rolling back and forth as the searing heat spread throughout his entire body.It flowed through every vein and every drop of blood, causing excruciating pain that he simply could not endure.Boom!!Desperate to release the unbearable heat, Lin Jiang began punching everything around him.Massive boulders, thick tree trunks—anything within reach became the target of his fists as he struggled against the burning agony consuming his body.The sight brought a satisfied smile to the Red-Eyed Dragon's face.That was exactly what he had expected."Show me that your body is truly strong!" the dragon declared.Punch after punch crashed into the giant rocks unt

Several days passed, and Lin Jiang continued to practice the Death Staff Technique with unwavering dedication. It was one of the cultivation manuals he had discovered inside the treasure chests.After days of relentless training, his palms had noticeably changed. They had become thicker and tougher, clear evidence that he was truly beginning to walk the path of a staff warrior.His movements also became much steadier. Although he had yet to master the weapon completely, every thrust and every strike showed visible improvement.The only technique he had not practiced was defense.In his opinion, defensive techniques could only be perfected against a truly powerful opponent."Perhaps I should venture deeper into the forest. Maybe I'll encounter a wild beast," Lin Jiang muttered as he gazed toward the dense woods before him.Having made up his mind, he entered the forest alone, with no one watching over him.As he walked deeper into the woods, the silver-colored Demon Staff silently foll

Lin Jiang tightened his grip on the Demon Staff, now fully capable of wielding the divine weapon. His expression turned solemn the moment he realized that the Monkey Demon stood at a cultivation realm far above his own.The martial world was a place ruled by strength.The powerful became kings, while the weak were reduced to slaves.That was the unchanging law of the martial world.It was divided into three major factions: the Righteous Faction, the Demonic Faction, and the Neutral Faction.Apart from these factions, every martial artist was ranked according to their cultivation.The lowest rank was that of a Novice Martial Artist, which itself was divided into three levels: Ordinary Novice, Intermediate Novice, and Peak Novice.Above the novice ranks were the Intermediate Martial Artist and Advanced Martial Artist realms.These three stages represented only the beginning of a martial artist's journey. Even those who reached the Advanced Martial Artist realm were still regarded as ord