Situ Jing had once been the Situ Clan's foremost prodigy. At merely ten years old, he had entered the Divine Body Realm; by twenty-two, he had reached the Earth Venerable Realm, becoming the youngest Earth Venerable Realm Martial Practitioner in the Situ Clan's history.
But good times did not last.
During one training expedition, Situ Jing had been ambushed by a mysterious expert, who actually dug out his Variant Martial Heart Palace—the "Human-Shaped Heart Palace."
Although the Situ Clan later expended vast resources to invite a Grand Heart Nourisher to transplant another Martial Heart Palace into his body, his martial cultivation had continued to decline.
In the end, he had fallen from the Earth Venerable Realm to the ninth level of the Profound Qi Realm! Once his cultivation declined, his status naturally plummeted as well.
From a genius to trash, his standing within the Situ Clan had naturally fallen off a cliff. Who knew how much humiliation and ridicule he had endured?
After hearing his story, Ning Xiaochuan could not help sighing. "Brother Situ, did you come to Burial God Mountain this time to seek a Spiritually-Connected Rare Medicine, heal your injuries, and continue cultivating the martial path?"
Situ Jing smiled and shook his head. "It has already been three years. I came to terms with it long ago. If my cultivation regresses, then so be it! At worst, I will become an ordinary mortal. Martial practitioners have the joys of martial practitioners, and mortals have the joys of mortals. I actually came to Burial God Mountain this time to find a Spiritually-Connected Rare Medicine and bring it back to save my grandfather."
"Isn't your grandfather the Situ Clan's clan king?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.
Situ Jing sighed. "If my grandfather were truly still the Situ Clan's clan king, would Lei