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The Discovery of the Legacy – Part II
"They must know how painful it is when the shattered energy cores in this body return with even greater power!" Rong Tian thought, clenching his teeth until his jaw ached. The desire for vengeance burned in his chest like molten iron, giving him strength when his body had none left.Fortunately, Rong Tian still kept a hidden storage pouch behind his large, loose scholar's robe. The fabric was torn and stained with blood, but the pouch remained intact, protected by the thick folds of cloth.Though simple, the pouch was capable of holding various necessary items including food that could sustain life. Inside were several boiled sweet potatoes prepared by his father with loving hands that had known years of labor.As the son of a carriage driver living in poverty, he had no money when he took the national exam to become an official. All he had was what his father had prepared for him, simple fare that spoke of a family's sacrifice for their son's dreams."Take these boiled sweet potatoes
The Discovery of the Legacy – Part I
Rong Tian fell onto a thick mound of sand at the bottom of the Abyss of Suffering, his body creating a deep impression in the shifting dunes. The sand was cold against his torn robes, each grain feeling like tiny needles against his bruised skin.This was an unexpected stroke of luck, as the sand pile had saved him from certain death, or at least from fatal fractures. The desert wind howled above the cliff edges, carrying with it the scent of ancient bones buried beneath countless layers of time.However, the sharp pain in his stomach quickly reminded him that he was still trapped in endless suffering. His dantian throbbed with agony where his cultivation core had been shattered, the spiritual pathways torn like silk threads ripped by cruel hands.With his body covered in wounds that painted crimson patterns across his scholarly attire, he crawled weakly, trying to gather the last remnants of his strength. The moonlight cast eerie shadows across the sandy floor, illuminating the despe
The Hadarac Desert – Part III.
The scarred man laughed harshly, the sound echoing off the cliff walls like thunder in an empty canyon. His damaged face twisted with sadistic pleasure as he prepared to deliver the final blow. "Why did you only think of begging for mercy now? You're too late!" He slapped Rong Tian's cheek hard, causing the boy's vision to go dark for a moment as stars exploded behind his swollen eyes.Though his body was shattered and his soul crushed, when he was dragged to the edge of the cliff, ready to be thrown down, not a single tear fell. His spirit remained unbroken like a sword that bends but will not shatter under the greatest pressure."Master... Don't throw me into the hell below," pleaded Rong Tian with what remained of his dignity. He should have been crying, but he didn't, his scholar's pride refusing to grant them that final satisfaction.Those men in black were no strangers to evil, their hearts hardened by countless acts of cruelty. They had thrown countless enemies into the Abyss o
The Hadarac Desert – Part II.
The man with the scarred face fell silent for a moment, then nodded slowly like a blade being sheathed. The leader continued, his words carrying the finality of a death sentence. "Just wait and see. Once we arrive at the Hadarac Desert, starving wolves will be waiting. His chances of survival are only one percent. The rest? A gruesome death that will feed the vultures for days."Rong Tian shivered at the conversation, goosebumps rising on his bruised skin. The desert wind carried whispers of those who had perished before him, their spirits trapped in endless sand.His heart raced with fear, but his resolve remained unwavering like bamboo bending but never breaking. He knew the Hadarac Desert was a brutal place where hope went to die, but he also knew that only by surviving could he one day avenge everything that had been done to him.The driver of the cart laughed loudly, adding fuel to their cruelty. His weathered hands gripped the reins with practiced ease, having driven this route
The Hadarac Desert – Part I.
As expected, the journey to the Hadarac Desert took more than a week, each day stretching like an eternity beneath the scorching sun. The wooden cart creaked and groaned with every bump, its weathered planks bearing witness to countless journeys of despair. Rong Tian remained silent throughout the journey, his scholarly robes now torn and stained with dust and dried blood. How could he speak when words only brought more suffering?Every time he tried to voice his opinion, he didn't just receive slaps, but also hard blows that shattered his body. The men's fists were like hammers forged in cruelty, each strike designed to break both bone and spirit.As a result, his face was battered and bruised beyond recognition. His eyes were swollen shut like overripe plums, and his entire body was covered in blue bruises that painted a map of violence across his skin. His condition was truly agonizing, each breath a struggle against the pain that radiated through his broken meridians.To make matt
Captive in Darkness.
Even more shocking, he realized he was inside a rocking horse-drawn carriage, speeding toward an unknown destination. The wooden walls closed around him like a mobile prison, and the constant motion made his stomach lurch with each bump and turn."Good! You're awake," a familiar hoarse voice echoed from the corner of the carriage like gravel grinding against metal. The sound carried satisfaction tinged with cruelty.Rong Tian turned toward the voice and saw three men dressed entirely in black. This time, they were not wearing masks, revealing their hard, unfriendly faces marked by scars and weathered by violence. Their eyes held no mercy, only professional indifference to his suffering."I've been captured. By whom? And I don't know what I've done…" he murmured softly, trying to recall the events of the previous night. Memory fragments floated through his mind like leaves scattered by wind.As an educated man versed in classics and strategy, Rong Tian knew he was in danger that went b
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