The rcenaries' laughter and jests did not affect the slightly weary young man in plain clothes holding a Longsword on the cal beast's carriage.
His eyes were gazing at the sky, and as the carriage swayed, his thoughts drifted to unknown places.
His na was Li Xin, a mber of a small family from an unnoticed little town in a remote corner of Liangzhou.
It was a very small family,
with only a few High Tier experts in the Condensing Essence Realm, overseeing the ore business in the town, barely managing to act dominant in a small city.
And he was an utterly inconspicuous mber of this small family.
One of many insignificant branches in the family, his parents had died when he was young, but fortunately, they left a small piece of land. In exchange, his uncle raised him, and luckily, the family had set up a Martial Arts Academy where he could build a foundation for free and walk the path of Martial Arts instead of living a hopeless mortal life.
Li Xin was a very ordinary person.
Before his parents passed, they instructed his uncle to take care of him using the eight parts of Spiritual Field as compensation. Everything was a fair transaction in front of the old patriarch, without any sordid or shaful incidents. The old patriarch was fair, and his uncle's treatnt of him wasn't bad, just ordinary, as if it were a transaction.
In the Martial Arts Academy, his talent was also ordinary, neither outstanding nor lackluster.
In his youth, there was nothing particularly remarkable about him. His talent was average, and at most, he appeared lonely due to his parents' early passing.
Though the cultivation of a Martial Artist relates to the supply of resources, for a family like the Li Family, which barely consisted of a few Condensing Essence experts, it was just a small-town bully. Even if a child had parents who were High Tier Body Refinent Martial Artists, the resources left to descendants couldn't be ample, so the gap couldn't be vast.
The family's resources offered more to the descendants for nurturing.
Moreover, in Li Xin's class at the Martial Arts Academy, none of the students had parents or ancestors in the Condensing Essence Realm.
Therefore, within the class, there were no significant disparities in cultivation resources.
Under such circumstances, unremarkable Li Xin naturally didn't garner much attention from the family elders.
Ordinary Li Xin,
his future was almost predetermined.
At most, he could beco a Martial Artist at the fourth or fifth level of Body Refinent, running errands as a guard for the family's business caravan, or sent out to collect taxes. In case of conflicts or fights with other forces, he would beco high-tier cannon fodder, contributing to the family's growth.
During this ti, an elder from a certain family might take a liking to him, introduce him for matchmaking, and he might marry a woman who wasn't ugly nor beautiful, then have an ordinary son or daughter.
Thus, each generation continued, providing strength for the family's prosperity.
If, by chance, they birthed a talented offspring, an elevation of status wasn't impossible.
An ordinary person with an ordinary life — such it was.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary folk, Li Xin was a lofty Martial Artist.
But within the family, there were plenty like him at the base level. Disappearing one day might go unnoticed by anyone.
Therefore, the family placed no particular focus on nurturing Li Xin.
Just according to the family rules, he received basic Martial Arts training and minimal resources for slight growth, slightly bolstering the family's strength.
By the age of sixteen,
upon reaching adulthood, Li Xin graduated with the third level of Body Refinent, remaining unremarkable.
In the presence of the family head's certification, the few barren Spiritual Fields his parents left were finally transferred to his uncle, marking the completion of the initial transaction. From then on, Li Xin had to live independently.
Although his uncle's family would still provide him a place to sleep and a set of utensils, cultivation resources were impossible.
Now that he was of age, he also had to find work outside to support himself.
On his uncle's recomndation, leveraging family connections, he secured a job supervising at the mine.
Daily going to and from work,
going with the flow,
his life had no waves, and there was no hope.
Future, almost predetermined.
Finally, one day, after two years of bleak and mundane living, Li Xin decided to change everything, to change this drearily hopeless life.
He quit his job, packed his belongings,
said goodbye to a few friends and relatives, and left the naless town to venture into the outside world.
At that ti, he was just at the fourth level of Body Refinent, barely entering the mid-phase of Body Refinent.
In this vast Cultivation Realm, he was still at the bottom tier.
But none of that could extinguish the blazing passion in his heart.
The outside world was vast,
the sky high for birds to fly, the sea broad for fish to leap.
Leaving the small town, leaving that small family, allowed Li Xin to see a lot, to experience a lot.
Yet, through these years of experiences,
he realized the world's harshness.
After narrowly surviving several crises in his early days, Li Xin matured significantly, traveling between various cities, relying on his martial prowess to earn cultivation resources through employnt, or cautiously venturing into demon beast mountains, seeking Spirit dicine, killing Low Tier Demon Beasts, and staying wary of fellow adventurers.
Throughout his itinerant life, he never encountered any Ancient Divine Artifact, nor t a wise old ntor; adventures never granted him any unparalleled legacy.
He once daydread of being favored by a reclusive expert or stumbling upon a legendary inheritance, thus soaring into prominence, yet upon awakening, everything was tasteless.
After years of drifting, he ventured deeper into demon beast mountains, but gained nothing except injuries, even losing considerable healing dicine.
He also heard about a newly erged Secret Realm, flocking there, only to scrounge leftovers after others had already ransacked the area, losing his travel expenses as well.
The stories of obtaining peerless Spirit dicine right after entering mountains or gaining extraordinary legacy just by entering a Secret Realm seed only to exist in folklore.
He ultimately was not the Protagonist,
lacking extraordinary luck, with no outstanding talent.
In the Market, he tried apprenticing to learn a skill, spending two years only to learn how to refine Ore under the old blacksmith's exploitation.
After years of drifting,
brewing Spiritual Liquid for cultivation, processing so Demon Beast materials, forging Ore into Low Tier weapons...
He had a basic understanding of everything but specialized in none, being so ordinary.
Unconsciously, stumbling through life, eight years had passed.
By now, he was already twenty-six.
In years of uneventful life, the greatest fortune was rely discovering a Yellow Tier top-grade Spirit dicine in the grass during an adventure.
That Spirit dicine allowed him to fortuitously break through to the Condensing Essence Realm.
After that, eight years went by with nothing significant to speak of.
An ordinary young man, as unremarkable as a grain of sand in the desert.
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