Have you heard? Yesterday, the Eldest Miss picked up a man of unknown origin in the Ghost Mist Forest.
Heh, ptooey! Of course I heard! He's just a pretty boy!
Damn it, he doesn't even look that sturdy, and suddenly he's a guard? What right does he have to protect the Eldest Miss!
The servants were pounding medicine in the courtyard, gathering together and gossiping.
Their words were full of contempt for that new guard.
Hearing this news, Ye Tian frowned slightly.
Kid, it looks like your wish won't be fulfilled.
Ye Tian stood up, stopped the medicine pestle in his hand, and sighed softly.
He hadn't been reborn; rather, his soul had transmigrated.
The original owner of this body had died in his sleep, and then his soul, the soul of Ye Nantian, had traversed into this vessel, becoming Ye Tian.
The original owner, Ye Tian, liked Luo Zhihan.
This was no secret.
All the servants in the Luo family liked her.
So, when the butler initially announced that a guard would be chosen from among the servants...
They all howled like wolves, hoping to show off their skills and win the favor of the Eldest Miss of the Luo family.
Although they all knew clearly that even if they became guards, they wouldn't be able to hook up with the Eldest Miss.
But that didn't stop them from fantasizing!
What if it actually happened!
A servant who doesn't want to hook up with the Eldest Miss isn't a good servant!
The original owner, Ye Tian, obviously had the same thoughts.
In his ignorant and youthful teenage years, a girl like Luo Zhihan was simply the girl of his dreams.
To be able to stay by the Eldest Miss's side and protect her as a guard was Ye Tian's ultimate dream.
Ye Nantian had originally wanted to fulfill this wish for the original owner, but now it seemed that the dream had been shattered.
It was quite a pity.
Third Young Master, keep doing your work! Why are you looking at us!
A pockmarked servant grinned.
Then, the group of servants burst into cheerful laughter.
They were all poor commoners, but Ye Tian was different. He used to be the Third Young Master of the Ye family, enjoying a period of glory. Seeing him reduced to a lowly commoner without even a piece of land, just like them, gave them an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Heh, it really is a case of a tiger falling into the plains being bullied by dogs!
Ye Tian looked at the few servants, a hint of disdain showing in his eyes.
That gaze was as if he were looking at ants.
Instantly, the pockmarked man was enraged.
Damn it, this kid is insulting us!
The group of servants quickly said, Don't talk nonsense. If he's insulting you, he's insulting you. Don't drag us into it.
Pockmark Wang, he's bullying you to this extent, don't chicken out!
Beat him! Beat him!
For a moment, annoyance appeared on Pockmark Wang's face. He looked at Ye Tian and raised his fist: You brat, I'll teach you a lesson today!
Watching Pockmark Wang's completely disorganized fist, Ye Tian revealed a look of contempt.
A strong surge of confidence spontaneously arose within him.
He was once a half-step Soul Formation spiritual cultivator!
How could such an unthreatening fist possibly hurt...
Bang!
The punch landed!
Ye Tian saw stars and stumbled back two steps, his eye socket instantly bruising.
He could have actually dodged it just now.
But having just transmigrated into this body yesterday, he hadn't fully adapted yet, and his agility was still somewhat lacking.
Thus, he was careless and didn't dodge, resulting in him getting sneak-attacked!
Damn you, let's see you act arrogant now!
Landing that punch made Pockmark Wang feel incredibly refreshed instantly.
Beautiful hit, Pockmark!
Good job, that punch was really satisfying!
Murderous intent surfaced in Ye Tian's eyes as he stepped forward and threw a horizontal punch.
He was a dignified supreme expert of the human race!
Thud!
A muffled sound!
This punch was sharp and domineering!
Well, the person who got hit was still Ye Tian.
It had to be said that Pockmark Wang had some skills.
After all, having done manual labor for twenty years, strength was the last thing he lacked.
Just a few months ago, Ye Tian was still the Third Young Master, used to living a pampered life. He had barely any strength, and even after suffering for a few days, it hadn't increased much.
Moreover, in his previous life, he focused on spiritual arts cultivation and didn't train his physical body much. For a moment, he was actually suppressed and beaten by Pockmark Wang.
Ye Tian's eyes turned cold. He stopped resisting and secretly accumulated his strength!
Pockmark Wang got more and more excited as he beat him, completely unaware that danger was approaching.
Thud!
The sound of balls shattering.
With a knee strike, Ye Tian knocked Pockmark Wang to the ground, making him instantly lose all resistance.
Damn it, you hit me, right!
Take this for hitting me! Take this for hitting me!
...
On the other side.
The sun was almost at noon.
An Yi just woke up, yawning.
Wearing a guard's uniform, led by Ah Lai, he strolled around with his hands behind his back like a boss.
Our Luo family mainly focuses on the medicinal herbs business. Over here is the West Courtyard, where all the newly arrived herbs are kept. Over here is the East Courtyard, where some servants are responsible for simple processing...
Ah Lai took An Yi around to familiarize him with the Luo family's environment.
An Yi glanced slightly.
A passable family background.
In this town, they should be considered the dominant force.
He had Ah Lai show him around mainly because he wanted to figure out one thing.
What exactly was going on with suppressing the Son of Destiny!
You know, suppressing the Son of Destiny hadn't happened for a long time.
He remembered the last time this happened was the last time!
After all, for guys like Fang Jueming and Bai Xiu, who knew how long he had to wait for their Destiny Value to reach the standard before it maxed out.
If he wanted to subdue them, how could he bear to suppress them!
This wasn't something that a point or two of Evil Value could make up for!
But yesterday, what was that about suppressing the Son of Destiny?
The rewarded Evil Value was all connected to his actions.
The key was, he hadn't even done anything!
Why did he earn Evil Value!
Pondering over this, An Yi arrived at the East Courtyard under Ah Lai's guidance.
What caught his eye was a pair of servants wrestling together.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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