The Life Story of Wang Xiaopang

He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain instantly snapping him awake and forcing the cry for help right back down his throat!

A highly complex emotion flashed through his eyes—gratitude, guilt, and above all, a stubborn refusal to drag his friends down with him!

In the next moment, instead of rushing toward Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, Fatty Wang violently twisted his plump body, forcibly changing his direction. He took a sharp, abrupt turn and fled for his life toward another part of the ruins, a place deeper, more treacherous, and devoid of people!

He chose to draw the formidable enemy away all by himself!

This sudden change in direction caused a slight lag in his escape technique.

Rip!

Seizing the opportunity, Master Yuji unleashed a fierce palm wind that brushed past his back like a festering bone-deep curse, completely shredding the already tattered dharma robe on his back.

It left a bloody gash deep enough to expose the bone. His flesh rolled outward, and fresh blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Pfft!

Fatty Wang spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper in an instant. Yet, he gritted his teeth and did not even let out a single groan.

Instead, borrowing the force of the impact, he dashed toward his chosen direction with even greater speed, leaving behind only a resolute and battered figure from behind.

The helplessness on Xiao Ruobai's face instantly froze, turning into astonishment before morphing into a trace of deep emotion.

Smart as he was, he instantly understood the meaning behind Fatty Wang's sudden turn!

This fat guy...

Xiao Ruobai muttered in a low voice, his eyes growing complex, He does not want to implicate us...

He could tell that Fatty Wang was truly terrified this time. He was not afraid of the pursuers behind him, but rather afraid of dragging the two of them into the mud, afraid that they would offend the terrifying behemoth known as the Liuli Holy Land because of him.

Although Fang Hanyu did not speak, his usually placid eyes also rippled slightly, and the sword qi at his fingertips seemed to solidify a bit more.

Without any exchange of words, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu exchanged a glance, both seeing the exact same decision in each other's eyes.

Swish! Swish!

The two moved like lightning, instantly vanishing from their spots. In the next moment, they appeared like phantoms right on the inevitable path of Master Yuji and his two companions' pursuit, firmly blocking the way forward!

Their movements were as fast as lightning, arriving first despite moving later, demonstrating an exquisite mastery of the laws of space.

Master Yuji, who was putting his all into pursuing Fatty Wang and was just about to close the distance again, found himself abruptly blocked by the two. He immediately flew into a rage, Where did you blind fools come from! Get out of this seat's way!

In his extreme fury, he did not even bother to carefully probe the cultivation levels of the two. The oppressive aura of the King Realm mixed with his wrath crushed toward them like a tidal wave. At the same time, he thrust out a palm, intending to directly smash these two reckless stumbling blocks to pieces.

At this moment, Fatty Wang, who had already fled quite a distance, seemed to sense something in his heart and turned his head to catch a glimpse of this scene.

Seeing that Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu had actually taken the initiative to block Master Yuji, his eyes instantly turned red.

He slammed on the brakes, not because he could not run anymore, but because a surging, indescribable warmth and anxiety welled up in his heart.

He strained his voice, shouting with all the strength in his body,

Big brother! Second brother, leave me alone! Hurry and run! This old bastard is an elder of the Liuli Holy Land, at the middle stage of the King Realm, he is incredibly powerful!

His voice carried a crying tone, yet it was full of sincerity and urgency.

He would rather face the threat of death alone than see these two brothers, who treated him with genuine sincerity, get dragged into unimaginable trouble because of him.

Hearing the tearful yet incomparably resolute shout coming from behind, the last trace of hesitation in Xiao Ruobai's heart vanished.

He turned his head toward the direction Fatty Wang was fleeing, revealing a faint yet confident smile, and said loudly,

Fatty, what are you nagging about? Go wait on the side. A mere Holy Land elder is not yet qualified to make us brothers retreat.

As his words fell, he turned his head back, standing alongside Fang Hanyu to directly face the surging King Realm pressure and the terrifying palm force.

The eyes of the two were calm yet firm.

Since they had acknowledged this troublemaker as a brother, his troubles were their troubles. So what if it was a Holy Land? So what if it was a King?

They would simply fight!

Atop Purple Bamboo Peak, the sea of clouds drifted up and down.

Gu Changge stood quietly by the cliff edge, his gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void, taking in the entire chaotic scene at the former site of the Heaven Demon Sect.

His eyes eventually landed on that plump figure who was stamping his feet in anxiety, yet gritting his teeth and turning back to rush into the fray.

Quite interesting.

Gu Changge whispered to himself, a very faint trace of chaotic color quietly circulating in his eyes.

In an instant, all worldly illusions faded away in his eyes, reaching straight to the origin.

The providence, bone structure, bloodline, and even the past traces branded deep within Fatty Wang's divine soul were all clearly reflected in the lake of his mind.

Name: Qin Yuechen (Alias: Fatty Wang)

Aptitude: Saint Grade, Lower Tier

Cultivation: Early Stage of the Cave Heaven Realm

Identity: Second son of Qin Yuan, the current Patriarch of the Qin Family in the Central State

Background: Born of a concubine. His mother came from a humble background and passed away early from illness. Due to the matter of his mother's death, he broke ties with his father Qin Yuan, rebelled against the family, and wandered alone in the Eastern Region.

Temperament: Slippery and values his life, values profit but also values loyalty. Occasionally shows quick-wittedness in emergencies, possesses a calm demeanor during major events (hidden beneath a playful exterior).

Looking at this information, especially the words rebelled against the family, a flash of understanding passed through Gu Changge's eyes.

His gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, seeing a scene that took place several years ago inside the majestic and strictly regulated Qin family mansion in the Central State:

The young Qin Yuechen knelt before the cold and solemn ancestral shrine, his face still bearing childishness, but his back perfectly straight.

Above him sat the dignified and cold-eyed Qin family patriarch, Qin Yuan, along with a group of clan elders.

Rebellious son! For your lowly biological mother, you dare to contradict your father and question the family's decision?! She was merely a concubine. Being allowed to be buried in the family graveyard after her death is already a grace from the family! What more do you want?

Qin Yuan's voice held no trace of emotion, like solid ice.

The young Qin Yuechen suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, yet burning with the flames of stubbornness.

My mother was not lowly! She was a human being too! She bore children for the Qin family and worked tirelessly for half her life. Why can't she even have a proper memorial tablet after her death?! Just because she was born a maidservant?!

Insolent!

A clan elder harshly reprimanded, How can the family rules allow you to interject!

Qin Yuechen gritted his teeth tightly, tears swirling in his eyes, but he forcefully held them back from falling.

He looked around at every cold face in the ancestral hall. Those gazes that were once contemptuous, mocking, and treating him and his mother like ants now pierced his heart like needles, but they also completely burned away his last trace of illusion.

He suddenly tore off the jade pendant at his waist that symbolized his identity as a disciple of the Qin family, and with a loud smack, smashed it heavily onto the smooth floor, sending jade fragments flying everywhere!

Immediately after, he took off the dharma robes, accessories, and even the cloud boots on his feet, all purchased with the Qin family's resources, piece by piece, until he was left standing barefoot on the freezing floor wearing only thin inner garments.

Good! What a great family rule!

The youth's voice trembled with agitation, yet it carried a resolute force akin to forged steel.

"I no longer want this status as a disciple of the Qin Family!"

His voice suddenly rose, each word striking the ground like iron nails. "Ever since I was born, because of my mother's humble origins, I was treated as inferior and constantly bullied by the clan members. I will not take a single one of these things that belong to your Qin Family!"

He pointed at the items on the ground, glaring at Qin Yuan with bloodshot eyes, "From this day forth, I, Qin Yuechen, sever all ties with the Central State's Qin Family! We have nothing to do with each other anymore!"

After saying this, he resolutely turned around. Barefoot, step by step, he walked out of the Qin Family gates that symbolized supreme glory and strict rules, disappearing into the wind and snow without ever looking back.

Gu Changge's gaze seemed to follow that stubborn and solitary figure, seeing through his years of wandering and struggle that followed.

The youth stepped barefoot on the freezing gravel path, leaving bloody footprints with every step, yet he clenched his jaw and refused to turn back.

For the sake of a few cultivation resources, he had taken on the most dangerous missions, venturing deep into the lairs of demonic beasts, surviving by the skin of his teeth.

He had risked his life diving into a berserk demonic beast's den just to harvest a fairly common Blood Coagulation Grass, nearly being torn to shreds by a pack of demonic wolves.

He had also forced himself into gloomy ancient tombs to retrieve burial artifacts for others, battling invisible sinister energies until his soul was nearly drained.

He learned to disguise himself, using a mask of slickness and greed to protect himself, deeply burying the pride that belonged to the Second Young Master of the Qin Family.

Time and again, he struggled on the brink of life and death. Relying on his street smarts, incredible resilience, and luck, he narrowly escaped death and fought his way up.

Of all the talismans and magical artifacts he treasured so dearly, which one wasn't bought with his life? Behind every corpse looted, wasn't there a brush with death?

He was like a wild weed growing in the cracks of a stone, living tenaciously yet humbly, honing a slippery set of life-saving skills.

It also honed his near-paranoid thirst for resources, because that meant he could survive and become stronger.

Fortunately, his luck always seemed quite good. He always managed to find a way out of desperate situations and unexpectedly reap some benefits.

Only because of this was he able to cultivate step by step to his current Cave Heaven Realm, accumulating a fortune that even surprised Shi Wanshan.

Gu Changge withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly.

"Qin Yuechen... the Qin Family of the Central State..." he muttered softly. "He seems slick, cowardly, greedy, and afraid of death, but I didn't expect him to have such determination and arrogance in his bones."

He could tell that Qin Yuechen's defection from the Qin Family was not a spur-of-the-moment impulse.

His stubbornness in defending his mother, his defiance against unfair rules, and his backbone to abandon everything and walk away barefoot all proved that deep inside this chubby youth lay a dignity that tolerated no insult.

"No wonder... he would rather lure away the powerful enemy alone today than drag Ruobai and Hanyu down with him."

A faint smile curled the corners of Gu Changge's mouth. "He's probably afraid of losing this rare acceptance because of him."

He looked down at the chubby figure who, despite trembling with fear, still charged back with talismans in hand. A fleeting trace of appreciation flashed through Gu Changge's eyes.

"He might be a bit slick, but this bit of backbone is truly rare."