Liu Yang had originally been nothing more than an ordinary farmer. His family owned a few mu of land, so they had managed to live fairly well.
However, their peaceful life was shattered by the invading barbarians.
Those strong and burly barbarians not only burned, killed, and plundered, but also enjoyed capturing people for sacrifice.
In just a few days, Liu Yang lost both his parents, became displaced, and was reduced to slavery.
His life had suddenly plunged to rock bottom, with no sign of ever climbing back up.
That period had been unbearably dark, but after joining the Longevity Cult, his life underwent a tremendous change.
He had heard of the Longevity Cult before. It was a demonic cult condemned by everyone.
As an honest and dutiful farmer, he had naturally kept far away from the Longevity Cult.
But after joining, he discovered that the world's view of the Longevity Cult might have been somewhat mistaken.
Though the Longevity Cult had the style of a demonic cult, it was exceedingly generous and fair.
That was right! In Liu Yang's eyes, the Longevity Cult was not only frighteningly generous, but also incredibly fair.
Within the Longevity Cult, one could exchange for all kinds of Cultivation Techniques and even trade for Gu insects to directly improve one's strength.
Moreover, because the Longevity Cult was short on people, anyone with outstanding abilities could rise through the ranks quickly.
They could even take sole control of a faction and become a regional commander.
Liu Yang had considered martial cultivation before, but he had never had any way into it.
No matter what methods he tried, all he got was a dismissive, "Just a mud-legged peasant." Even when he spent money, others merely humored him.
Yet this sudden calamity made Liu Yang feel that