Humiliation!

Humiliation!

At dawn, warm sunlight unfurled over the village like the delicate veil draped over the Life Goddess, while crisp birdsong rang out from the woods, lending this remote village a unique charm. It was like a paradise beyond the mortal world, bringing infinite peace to the soul.

"Heh... haha..." Outside a dilapidated cottage, on a narrow patch of ground, a small figure was holding a sandbag that looked much larger than he was, carrying it on his shoulder as he repeatedly squatted and stood.

Sweat streamed down his flushed cheeks and soaked into his worn, faded shirt. His eyelashes were also laden with beads of sweat, but the child seemed completely unaware of it. He merely gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with an unyielding light.

Beneath the golden sunlight, that figure looked like some ancient deity, standing firm and unshaken.

"Ah..." Old Ent let out a long sigh as he watched that stubborn figure, his face filled with helplessness.

Old Ent had originally planned to teach Chen Yun how to forge weapons. He was a famous blacksmith in the village and was especially skilled at crafting weapons. He had once forged an Imperial-Rank weapon.

Across the entire continent, there were only five Saint-Rank weapons, few and far between.

The number-one holy sword—Frost's Sigh.

The number-two warhammer—War God's Wrath.

The number-three dragon saber—Dragon Scale. It was said to have been forged from rare dragon bones, and its power was astonishing.

The number-four weapon was called the Clear Wind Sword. As its name suggested, the sword increased its user's speed—and by as much as seventy percent.

The last was a ring. No one knew where it came from. Five hundred years ago, it had belonged to Saint Thomas, but after Thomas mysteriously vanished, the ring also disappeared from people's sight.

Some said Thomas had died while cultivating in some unknown place, leaving the ring there. Others said Thomas had reached the Venerable Rank and gone to another plane. Opinions varied, and no one knew which version was true.

This world was not a single world. Besides the War God Continent, there were also the legendary underworld, divine realm, and Beast God Realm.

Above these planes, legends spoke of yet another plane. No one knew its name. They only knew that it was the ultimate destination where lifeforms from every plane cultivated. Yet it had never been verified, because no one had ever heard of a lifeform cultivating to that realm. Thus, people had always regarded it as a lie someone had fabricated out of thin air.

"Haha... Look, isn't that the greatest good-for-nothing on the continent? His talent is zero, yet he's still training. He wants to become a warrior worthy of people's admiration? What a pipe dream!" A burst of wild laughter rang out.

Old Ent's thoughts were interrupted by the mocking laughter. Following the sound, he saw seven or eight half-grown children standing in front of Chen Yun, pointing and jeering without the slightest restraint.

Chen Yun clenched his fists and glared furiously at the leader. The boy was called Wright Hams, the only son of Peter Hams, the village chief. Since childhood, he had bullied the weak in the village by relying on his father, while Peter was extremely protective of his own. This had made Wright even more arrogant, and many villagers could only seethe in silence.

"Fuck your mother!" Chen Yun roared as he punched Wright in the face. A scream followed, and Wright fell into the arms of the lackeys behind him, blood streaming from his nose.

"You actually dared to hit me? You... Fine, fine, fine! All of you, get him!" Wright laughed in fury. The children behind him immediately swarmed forward.

Although Chen Yun had helped his grandfather with work since childhood, making him sturdier than most, he could manage one or two opponents his age at most. Against six or seven, he was soon knocked to the ground.

A foot landed on his face along with a mouthful of spit. Wright looked down at him with a sinister grin and said arrogantly, "Brat, you dared to hit me? You must be tired of living! Right now, I can beat you however I want. Once I become a warrior, you'll be even more insignificant in my eyes. I can crush you to death with one finger!" As he spoke, he punched Chen Yun in the face again...

"Stop!" A furious roar rang out.

Old Ent came over with fury blazing in his eyes. When the group of children heard that voice, they scattered in terror, Wright included.

Because Old Ent was so skilled at forging weapons, he held a fairly high standing in the village. Unless absolutely necessary, even the village chief did not want to offend him. After all, he supplied weapons for the entire village.

Ten miles outside the village was a mountain forest crawling with ferocious beasts. From time to time, some would intrude into the village, though they were all low-level beasts. The demand for weapons was therefore extremely high, and the villagers all respected Old Ent greatly.

Watching the children disperse, Old Ent sighed helplessly.

He bent down and helped Chen Yun, whose body was covered in bruises, to his feet before asking with concern, "It hurts badly, doesn't it? Come on, Granddad will take you to see a doctor."

"No need, Granddad. They're just superficial wounds!" Before Old Ent could react, he turned and ran into the house.

Wright's words kept echoing in Chen Yun's ears: "Brat, you dared to hit me? You must be tired of living! Right now, I can beat you however I want. Once I become a warrior, you'll be even more insignificant in my eyes. I can crush you to death with one finger..."

Chen Yun's heart felt as though it had been cut by a knife. Seeing this, Old Ent was just about to call out to him when he seemed to think of something. He sighed softly, then turned to gaze toward the horizon. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes shone with a profound light. No one knew what he was thinking.

Chen Yun sat on his small bed with his arms wrapped around his knees. An unyielding light flickered in his eyes, and he bit his lips until they bled. "I'm not a good-for-nothing! I'm not a good-for-nothing. Just wait and see. I'll repay today's humiliation twice over someday!" Chen Yun shouted inwardly...

The sunlight remained just as brilliant, making everything that had happened seem insignificant. Yes, this was simply the kind of world it was: the strong were revered!