Chapter 886: Chapter 886: New World (Part 2) Chapter 886: Chapter 886: New World (Part 2) Wang Chen was montarily stunned.
He lay half-reclined on the ground, with thick, dry straw beneath him, and by looking up, he could see the face of a man beside him.
The man appeared to be in his thirties or forties, tall and muscular with a resolute look, except that his clothes and armor were full of notches from swords and daggers, and a fresh scar on his face made the flesh look sowhat terrifying.
Clearly, this man had been through a brutal fight and suffered serious injuries.
The reason for Wang Chen’s daze was that he felt the man before him looked very familiar, his na almost on the tip of his tongue.
But he just couldn’t rember, and felt a sharp pain in his head!
“Young Master.”
The man gave a bitter smile and said, “Please forgive your unworthy servant, for I can accompany the Young Master no further.”
His breath grew fainter and fainter, “From here on out, the Young Master must travel alone, may the supre Martial God protect you…”
He didn’t get to finish his words, his head drooping down listlessly.
And there was no more sound!
“No!”
Instinctively, Wang Chen sat up with a start and reached out to support him.
But the mont his hand touched the man, the latter slumped down limply.
Only then did Wang Chen see that there was a short blade stuck in the man’s back, and his blood-soaked clothes and armor were already saturated with crimson blood.
Wang Chen was stunned.
Imnse sorrow and fury overwheld him in an instant, threatening to shatter his mind!
At the sa ti, countless mories poured into Wang Chen’s mind.
Tumultuous and chaotic, but unmistakably clear!
It took him a full two hours to sort through the mories of the body he had taken over.
The person he had possessed in this world was called Ling Zhiyuan, who had just turned fifteen that year and was the legitimate eldest son of the Ling Family in Anyang City, Jingnan Prefecture of the Great Liang country, also the only son of the family head, Ling Hongyun.
Three nights ago, while Ling Hongyun was taking Ling Zhiyuan out of the city for ancestral worship, they were suddenly attacked by a group of masked Martial Artists.
With the attackers’ overwhelming numbers and equipped with Heavy Crossbows, Ling Hongyun and his guards were no match for them, resulting in a devastating loss of life.
Fighting to the end and gravely injured, Ling Hongyun took the Blood-igniting Powder to tap into his last bit of potential, entangling the strongest enemy to ensure his family retainer, Dai Peng, and Ling Zhiyuan could break through the encirclent.
Dai Peng led Ling Zhiyuan on a desperate flight, they were almost caught several tis, only escaping into the mountains by fighting fiercely, narrowly eluding the ferocious pursuers.
During this ti, Ling Hongyun was also struck by an arrow and had been unconscious until now.
Now, the young master of the Ling Family had beco Wang Chen!
Wang Chen subconsciously touched his left shoulder, the location where he’d been hit by the arrow.
The arrow had long been removed, and antiseptic dicine had been applied and bandaged. It still hurt, but it was no longer a serious problem.
He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and knelt down to kowtow three tis to Dai Peng.
This retainer of the Ling Family deserved to be called “loyally courageous,” not only for having saved Ling Zhiyuan from a perilous situation but even after being struck by a blade, he endured the pain to bandage and treat his wounds.
He even built a campfire and laid down dry straw!
Yet Dai Peng didn’t know that perhaps due to infection from Ling Zhiyuan’s wound, or the arrow being poisoned, the young master of the Ling Family had already passed away on their escape.
Only a remnant soul stayed within the body!
Now Wang Chen had taken over Ling Zhiyuan’s body, inheriting his karma.
Both morally and emotionally, he owed a great debt to Dai Peng.
“Rest assured,” Wang Chen silently vowed in his heart, “I will definitely uncover the truth for you and avenge your father and ntor!”
Dai Peng was not only a servant of the Ling Family but also Ling Zhiyuan’s protector and ntor.
Their relationship had always been profound!
The mont he made his oath, the sorrow, indignation, and despair that had been accumulating within him suddenly dissipated, leaving him feeling as if sothing had detached from his body, while sothing else rged into it.
At this mont, Wang Chen felt as if there were no barriers between himself and the world!
Undoubtedly, this was Ling Zhiyuan’s way of repaying him.
And Wang Chen must fulfill his own vow, or the debt of karma he owed would bring severe backlash.
It’s just that…
The start in this new world was a bit rough!
Anyang City, in Jingnan Prefecture of the Great Liang, has always been a prosperous and thriving place with a population of over a million.
The Ling Family was a well-known family in Anyang, with the Family Head, Ling Hongyun, being a Martial General tier powerhouse. As his only son, Ling Zhiyuan was pampered from birth, born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
But an assassination three days ago changed everything. In the final monts, Ling Hongyun said to him,
“Never return to Anyang City!”
Logically, after such a major incident, the correct response would be to imdiately flee back to Anyang for the family’s protection and use their power to identify the real culprit.
However, it seed that Ling Hongyun understood sothing, hence his instruction.
Dai Peng was fleeing in the opposite direction of Anyang, according to Ling Hongyun’s command.
Those who plotted the assassination of Ling Hongyun could be the enemies of the Ling Family, or…
Regrettably, Ling Zhiyuan had been overly protected. For over a decade, he lived a life of luxury and carefree ease, unaware of the dangers of the world and ignorant of the internal and external affairs of his family.
Hence, Wang Chen couldn’t find answers in his mories.
But no matter what, returning to Anyang City was out of the question for now.
The Cangqing Domain is a world where martial prowess is revered, with Martial Artists divided into seven tiers: Martial Apprentice, Samurai, Martial Master, Martial General, Martial Ancestor, Martial Venerable, and Martial Saint.
Above the seven tiers is the supre Martial God, the collective belief of countless Martial Artists!
As a tier-four Martial General, Ling Hongyun’s strength was already formidable, yet he was surrounded and ruthlessly killed.
anwhile, Ling Zhiyuan was only at the tier-one Martial Apprentice level!
It wasn’t that Ling Zhiyuan lacked talent—in fact, his martial arts aptitude was high—but he simply was reluctant to practice physical training, preferring instead calligraphy and painting, musical instrunts, chess, and being resolved to beco a great Confucian Scholar.
This tier-one Martial Apprentice status was only reached under the coercion of Ling Hongyun to barely enter the threshold of Martial Arts.
The reason Ling Hongyun didn’t persist was that the Family Head of the Ling Family was too indulgent towards his only son.
Ling Zhiyuan resembled his mother, who died soon after his birth, and Ling Hongyun and his wife had a deep love. After she passed away, he never remarried.
A tier-four Martial General, without unnecessarily activating life potential, could live for at least a hundred years. Ling Hongyun was not even forty, in the pri of life, and felt he could look after his beloved son for life. Unwilling to see him suffer hardships, he allowed Ling Zhiyuan to abandon martial arts for scholarly pursuits.
Although martial prowess is honored in the Cangqing Domain, Confucianism is not of low status, and Confucian Scholars are not weaklings.
Of course, now it seems, Ling Hongyun obviously made a wrong choice.
Ling Zhiyuan rely took one arrow, and it didn’t even hit a vital part, yet it cost him his life.
Had he cultivated to the Samurai or even Martial Master Realm earlier, how could he have been unable to withstand it!
Wang Chen shook his head and then summoned his interface.
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