Chapter 1: Reborn as Waste
Chapter 1: Reborn as a waste
Rumble!
The sky was overcast, and red lightning like a spider's web was flying all over the sky.
The pouring rain poured down like beads with broken threads.
Blue Mountain Country, Southern Sky City.
The Wang family is one of the three major families in Nantian City, with a population of nearly 1,000 people, after thousands of years of development, the bloodline has been thinned, and the direct clan has the right to kill some collateral clansmen and subordinates.
It was raining heavily, and at this time, in the clan area next to the Wang family, in a dilapidated thatched hut.
Rainwater leaked in through the eaves with a crisp ticking sound.
"Jin'er, are you awake......? You're scared of the mother. A middle-aged beautiful woman with a haggard complexion hugged a pale teenager, crying like a complaint.
"Where is this?" the boy widened his eyes and looked at everything unfamiliar around him, as if in a dream.
He remembered that a few minutes ago, he was still in a country called Huaxia, unfortunately died unexpectedly, and when he woke up, he came here.
After a long time, he accepted the fact that he was reincarnated in the Mortal Dust Continent, the previous owner of this body was called Wang Jin, sixteen years old, and the woman in front of him was Wang Jin's biological mother, named Li.
Wang Jin's father's name is Wang Yuan, a very talented martial artist in the direct line of the Wang family, who was once reported with great hopes, but unfortunately there was no news during a training trip three years ago. Since then, the fate of Wang Jin's mother and son has changed.
Some people in the Wang family were eyeing the property of Wang Jin's mother and son, and finally made trouble three months ago, seized all their property, and found an excuse to drive Wang Jin's mother and son out of the house.
In this world of the jungle, Wang Jin's mother and son were persecuted after losing Wang Yuan, the pillar of the stronghold, but no one sought justice for them.
No one wants to offend a strong person for a waste, because it is a powerful elder of the Wang family who has cultivated to a strong level who usurps their property!
The power of a warrior comes from the Yuan Spirit, and Wang Jin naturally has his Yuan Spirit, but his Yuan Soul is an attributeless Yuan Spirit.
The non-attribute Yuan Soul is the lowest Yuan Spirit, and the people who have this Yuan Soul are usually low-level martial artists, or ordinary people. In other words, a martial artist without attribute primordial spirit, no matter how hard you put in, it is 10,000 times that of others, and it will be difficult to raise your head in your life.
Three days ago, in order to solve the problem of food and clothing, Wang Jin went to the back mountain to dig wild vegetables, and for some reason he had a quarrel with several Wang family members, and was beaten by them all over his body.
"So I'm Wang Jin now, and a Yuan Soul is a waste without attributes?" Wang Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Jin'er, you're hungry, mother feeds you......" Li hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe Wang Jin's sweat.
The woman in front of her had unkempt hair, long mop-like hair that hadn't been combed for months, and her sunken eyes were caused by three days and three nights of sleeplessness. But she would rather starve and freeze herself, but she sent the only bowl of bitter vegetable soup left in the family into Wang Jin's mouth one by one.
Wang Jin burst into tears when he saw this, and couldn't help but think of his identity as an orphan in his previous life, and compared his heart to his heart, since you treat me like this, I will recognize you as a mother from now on.
"Mother, eat it. Wang Jin choked up.
"Don't talk, eat more, eat more to recover your body. Li said distressedly.
Wang Jin really needs to recover his body, Li is just an ordinary woman, and only after she recovers can she have the strength to protect this warmth.
After eating half full, Wang Jin made an excuse not to eat, and after Li saw that Wang Jin was fine, he left the room with half a bowl of bitter vegetable soup and went to the living room to sew clothes.
"Without strength, everything is empty talk! Even if my Yuan Qi is attributeless, I have to try my best to become stronger, and don't let my mother be bullied anymore!" Wang Jin made up his mind, and immediately sat cross-legged on the couch and began to cultivate.
Soon, he entered a state of concentration, and through internal vision, he followed the body meridians to the dantian.
At the dantian, he found a faint ball of light floating inside.
"This is the Yuan Spirit, huh?" Wang Jin felt strange, "No, my Yuan Soul is not like this?"
Wang Jin remembered that the attributeless primordial spirit should be gray, but now this ball of light showed a transparent color!
Transparent color, that is, there is no color, but no matter how much Wang Jin wants to break his head, he can't find out what the Yuan Lu with transparent color is in his memory.