Ch 1: Dylan

"Dylan, you trash, obediently lie on the ground."

"Hah! Boy, even your father doesn't want you anymore."

"Useless brat. You don't have the talent to cultivate. No matter how hard you try, it's useless. You will never be able to become stronger. Hahaha!"

Mockery, ridicule, and disdain came out of the other children's mouths. They were laughing at a handsome boy about sixteen years old. He stood in the middle and stared coldly at the people who mocked him. He could not help but shout, "My father will definitely come back. My dad said I'm not trash but a genius."

"Haha, genius? It is so funny. you can't even cultivate, what sort of genius are you?"

"Everyone, let this genius have a taste of strength. Let him clearly recognize what kind of useless trash he is."

"Beat him up! Let him know his true status!"

As they spoke, a group of people rushed over and began to punch and kick the boy in the middle.

Right at the moment when that rain-like fist landed on his body, Dylan's body shook violently. He instantly opened his eyes and what entered his vision was a dark forest. He was leaning against a big tree.

"Another same dream!" Dylan gasped for breath heavily, with beads of perspiration on his forehead and a chill on his back.

This nightmare terror had accompanied Dylan for three years already, from the age of thirteen to the age of sixteen. He could not escape this nightmare.

Dylan was an outer disciple of the Profound Star Sect. Well, he could be said to have been completely humiliated in the sect. There was no other reason but the fact that he can't cultivate.

On the road of cultivation, the success or failure of martial cultivation could be said to be directly related to one's talent. But he had no talent and couldn't cultivate at all.

He tried many times to cultivate but failed every time. After failing time and time again, everyone came to the conclusion that he is a talentless person and couldn't cultivate. Even some of the weakest disciples of the sect had some sort of cultivation base. But Dylan had nothing at all, so his position in the Profound Star Sect could be easily imagined.

Slowly, the sect became too lazy to bother with him. His seniors and juniors also looked at him coldly. In Profound Star Sect, he seemed to have become a nobody. He would often be bullied by his fellow apprentices. Even though he had been beaten to the point of being covered in injuries, no one would care about it.

As for Dylan's father, he disappeared somewhere when Dylan was 13 years old and had just entered the Profound Star Sect. His father used to be a genius core disciple of the sect, but three years ago, he suddenly disappeared somewhere.

As for his mother, he only knew that his mother was not an ordinary person and belongs to an extremely big family. After giving birth to him, she has to leave. She returned to her family, leaving her son and husband behind.

After his father disappeared, Dylan was left all alone in this world.

"Sigh!" Dylan sighed. He raised his head and looked at the dense forest. He rubbed a bruise on his face and could not help but let out a "hiss" of pain.

This was the result of a beating he received this morning from his senior, Andre Kim. At that time, Dylan was training on the training ground, while the other party and a few of their best friends would be by his side, laughing at Dylan.

At that time, Dylan was also unconvinced and retorted to Andre Kim with a few words. This led to a fight. Andre Kim was two years older than Dylan, and his cultivation was at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Stage. On the other hand, Dylan had no cultivation base. In this battle, the one who was at a great disadvantage was naturally him.

He couldn't beat Andre and was beaten instead. Dylan could only hold back his anger as he had no place to vent it out. In the end, all he wanted to do was to walk down the mountain and relax his mind. When he was tired, he found a large tree to rest in for a while. When he woke up, it was already night.

"It's about time to go back." Dylan stretched his body lazily. Although he was extremely unwilling to return to Profound Star Sect, it was still a place that sheltered him from the wind and rain. And it was better to return to the sect than to sleep out in the open.

"When I get back, I'll have to train even more diligently. I will let you all know that even if I don't have cultivation talent, I can still become a powerful martial warrior!"

Dylan clenched his fists tightly as he made up his mind. Whatever Andre and the others did to him, he would have to pay them back in double the amount in the future.

After organizing his emotions, Dylan determined the route and prepared to return. At this moment, a loud noise came from the forest. Judging by the sound, it seemed to be a rather large area.

"Could it be a horde of beasts?" Dylan's heart skipped a beat. At the foot of the Profound Star Sect which was located at a mountain peak, there were many groups of wild beasts. If there was really a wild beast here, it would be terrible for him.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and then the faint sound of human voices could be heard. Dylan heaved a sigh of relief and followed his gaze. Within the dark forest, he could vaguely make out the shadows of people moving about.

"All of you, listen carefully. Stop and rest for an hour. You are not allowed to light fires or cause too much noise." A middle-aged man's voice sounded, his tone filled with a trace of ruthlessness.

"Understood, Deputy Sect Master."

"En, all of you should go rest! This is Profound Star Sect's territory, watch out. If anyone were to alarm the people of Profound Star Sect, don't blame me for breaking his neck."

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A thug?

The worry that Dylan had put down a moment ago, instantly disappeared once more. The thugs are said to be ruthless men who committed all sorts of crimes.

But why were they here?

"Could it be that they want to steal something from the Profound Star Sect?"

Dylan thought and then quickly rejected the idea. At most, there were only three hundred people in this Gang. The strongest person in this group was only a Martial Lord.

Martial Lord Realm martial warrior could barely be counted as an expert, but to Profound Star Sect who had countless such experts, annihilating a Gang of thugs like this was as easy as turning his hand. Even if they had ten guts, they wouldn't dare to provoke the Profound Star Sect.

However, judging from their behavior of risking their lives, it was clear that they were planning something unknown. Dylan thought that he should not stay here any longer, he would return to the Mystical Peak first.

However, just as Dylan was about to turn around and leave, a person suddenly walked in his direction. As he walked, he even unbuckled his belt, "F*ck, I almost died controlling my piss. I can finally piss freely."

As the other party got closer, Dylan became increasingly nervous. In this kind of situation, if he was discovered, then there was only death awaiting him. It was true that this gang did not dare to provoke the Profound Star Sect, but it would be fine if they only killed him and destroyed his corpse. Judging from their level of caution, this was very likely to be the case.

Dylan didn't even dare to move, afraid that he would make a sound. The other party also didn't know there was someone there. After he undid his pants, he started to go easy.

"Phew! So comfortable!" That man let out a happy sigh.

A fishy stench spread out. Dylan frowned and covered his nose. Unexpectedly, it was this small movement that made him accidentally touch a dried-up piece of tree bark on the tree trunk.

Ka-cha!

The bark made a slight cracking sound. The man suddenly became alert and quickly pulled up his pants to check.

Dylan knew that he wouldn't be able to avoid it, and his eyes turned cold. When the other party extended his head over, he quickly grabbed onto his neck and then used his other hand to tightly cover his mouth and nose, preventing him from making even the slightest sound.

The man was terrified. He struggled desperately, causing the ground to creak. Dylan was shocked, he hardened his heart, clenched his teeth, and pushed with his palm.

*****

Note: Cultivation is divided into Body Tempering Stage, Bone Refinement Stage, Qi Transformation Stage, Martial Lord Stage, Martial Master Stage, Martial King Stage, Martial Emperor Stage, Martial Saint Stage, Spirit Sea Stage, and Heavenly Completion Stage.

Each realm is divided into one to nine levels.