A young man in a crimson-and-purple brocade robe sat cross-legged in the courtyard of the City Lord's Manor.
His eyes were gently closed as true qi circulated through his meridians.
Only after more than four hours did he finally stop.
He was Wei Yang, the young city lord of Forgotten River City.
He was now a Qi Sea Realm cultivator, and only three years had passed since his breakthrough to the Martial Spring Realm.
His speed of cultivation clearly surpassed that of the vast majority of immortal cultivators in Forgotten River City, and even across the entire Heaven-Stabilizing Continent.
Yet Wei Yang's achievements had stirred barely a ripple in this flourishing city.
That was because Wei Yang belonged to the City Lord's Manor, with that unknown, mysterious force at his back.
In the eyes of most immortal cultivators in the city, even a pig could set foot on the Path of Immortality if it could forge a connection with the force behind the City Lord's Manor.
Wei Yang had heard many of the rumors circulating through the city.
Those people said that without the mysterious force behind the City Lord's Manor, he probably would never even qualify to enter the Body Tempering Realm in his entire life.
Wei Yang wanted to ignore those rumors.
But he could not.
In the past, when people called him trash, a useless good-for-nothing, a wastrel, or a spoiled bastard, Wei Yang had never cared.
Because that had been a disguise Wei Yang deliberately wore.
Back then, he had already recognized exactly what sort of person he was. He simply refused to admit it.
So he had always roamed Forgotten River City as a rotten, spoiled young master, creating the illusion that he was trash not because that was all he could ever be, but