Chapter 1: The Waste of Being Hit by Bricks
The cliff was so steep that it reached an extreme point, and looking down made one's heart tremble with fear. Apart from the precipitous rock wall, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of dark grey cloud and mist shrouding the depths below, making it impossible to gauge just how deep the cliff actually was.
The night was dark and the wind on the cliff was blowing fiercely, with dry branches and leaves flying down the cliff. Even small stones were shaking slightly in the strong gusts. With such strong winds, it's likely that a person standing near the edge of the cliff would be blown off, especially if they're not very heavy.
At this moment, however, a young man stood at the edge of this precipice.
The young man had a clear brow and bright eyes, wearing an ordinary white robe. Although he was not very old, his eyes carried three points of depression, and his expression carried three points of desolation.
He let out a sigh, picked up the wine gourd in his hand, and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. The wine soaked through his white robe, and he muttered to himself: "Others cultivate for seven or eight years and can surpass my more than ten years of bitter cultivation... Others practice their qi for several months and can match my years of hard work and dedication... Why is this the case..."
Slightly silent, the young man gradually became excited: "This damn world! Damn martial arts talent! If I were a martial arts genius, now I can cultivate to a relatively high level, how would it be like now, and how would I be bullied by those petty people in my family..."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly gulped a mouthful of wine, let out a loud roar towards the sky, and fiercely flung the wine gourd off the cliff, flying into the deep abyss below.
This young man's name is Ning Chong, and he was the legitimate child of the Ning family in Qian Nan Xuan, a large family in the city. His father had also been the head of the family.
Originally, with his identity, in the family, even if the status would not be too high, it should not be bullied. Unfortunately, he is a super martial arts waste.
At the age of four, when he was tested for his martial arts potential, his roots and perception were both at the lowest level, setting a new record in the test, and was widely regarded by the family as the most useless member of the family in nearly a hundred years.
And the facts that followed also proved to be so. Others generally complete the most basic "tempering" stage of martial arts at the age of six or seven, while Ning Chong didn't complete it until he was eleven years old;
Others cultivate the foundation of Qi for three years, generally at least from the first stage to the second stage of martial arts cultivation. Ning Chong's body only cultivated a few strands of inner yuan qi, and it was still far from reaching "Martial Artist First Stage".
"Shenwu Continent" is a world of warriors, where the strong are revered and strength is respected. All large families are founded on martial arts, so naturally, a useless martial artist like him would not be valued by his family, even if he was a direct descendant.
With the added misfortune of his parents passing away prematurely, he became an orphan with no one to care for him. His situation in the family can be imagined, being looked down upon and bullied everywhere.
He has a strong personality and never backs down, refusing to fawn over anyone. This personality trait has made his life even more bleak for over a decade.
The wind on the cliff gradually grew stronger, Ning Chong was already a bit tipsy, he looked up at the clear and cold crescent moon in the sky, the depression and annoyance in his heart finally decreased slightly, so he carefully took out a sachet from his bosom.
The messy stitches, the abstract composition, this sachet is pitiful to behold, and can no longer be described as rough. But Ning Chong looked at the sachet, gently stroking it, his expression relaxed, and he smiled warmly.
"Just because I'm a martial arts good-for-nothing, I've been bullied everywhere. Fortunately, in this dull life, there's Xiang Er accompanying me. Otherwise, I really don't know if I can hold on anymore... That girl left the Ning family and entered the Imperial Martial Sect more than four years ago... I miss her!"
It turned out that this sachet was given to Ning Chong by his fiancée, Ning Tianxiang. It was her first embroidery work, and he treasured it very much.
Ning Tianxiang is actually the adopted daughter of Ning Chong's parents, and has been close to Ning Chong since childhood. The two have a deep understanding of each other, not only are they engaged, but they also share a deep emotional connection.
Unlike Ning Chong, Ning Tianxiang had exceptional martial arts talent since she was a child and was a renowned super genius girl. In recent years, she was even favored by the strongest sect in the Daqian Empire, "Yu Wu Sect", and became a formal disciple of Yu Wu Sect.
Ning Tianxiang is a super genius girl with infinite potential, and also the senior disciple of the Royal Martial Sect. Ning Chong, on the other hand, is just a martial arts good-for-nothing who will never become a big shot. In others' eyes, Ning Chong is not worthy of Ning Tianxiang at all. Ning Chong has suffered no small amount of ridicule and blows because of this.
It was also deeply depressing and painful in Ning Chong's heart, he thought of himself as a man, but not as good as his fiancée, this bitterness, how could ordinary people understand?
He let out a long sigh, Ning Chong put the sachet into his bosom, with a desolate expression on his face, feeling both pain and joy.
Painfully, he's a martial arts good-for-nothing and has gradually drifted away from Ning Tianxiang.
Fortunately, Ning Tianxiang still has a close relationship with him. Even though they are separated by distance, the few words brought by the flying geese and books are still filled with intimacy and thick concern.
As Ning Chong sighed and fell into deep thought, he didn't notice that a golden meteor had streaked across the dark horizon, speeding towards the cliff where he stood.
It only took a moment for the golden light to fly to Ning Chong's head, and it finally caught the attention of Ning Chong, whose eyes were somewhat blurry from drinking.
Bang!
Ning Chong only felt a sharp pain in his head, and before he knew it, he was unconscious. As he fell to the ground, he muttered: "Huh...it seems like a golden brick..." Then he fainted.
But that golden light had already vanished into thin air...
……
When Ning sobered up, he found that it was already early morning of the second day, with bright sunlight and birds chirping in the gentle breeze.
For a moment, Ning Chong was dazed and suddenly let out an "ah" sound. At the same time, he patted his head heavily and said: "Damn it! What am I doing? Not only did I waste a whole night's time, but I almost fell off this cliff! Fortunately, there wasn't much strong wind tonight..."
"Hmph, I may be a good-for-nothing, but I'm not a coward! As a man, one can only die standing, never live on his knees! There's no reason to surrender without a fight! I'll work hard to cultivate my skills! I'll double my efforts to cultivate!"
"Right! Can't waste time anymore!"
Ning Chong steeled himself and turned to leave the cliff edge.
At this time, suddenly saw three figures walking in the distance, and could still faintly hear the sound of the three people scolding.
"I wouldn't have known if I hadn't asked, that he actually likes to stay at the back mountain's Heartbreak Cliff! Trash is trash, indeed different from ordinary people!"
"Well, if you like staying at the edge of Heartbreak Cliff so much, why don't you just jump off and get it over with! A useless person like him is just a waste of food!"
……
His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes sank, he had already seen the three people clearly, all of whom had a "Ning" character emblem on their chest, indicating that the identity of these three was indeed Ning's family guard.
