The Story Begins

Chapter 10: The Story Begins

"Brother Zimo, just let me have a little taste, please~" Liao Ruyan immediately started acting cute and begging when she saw the situation.

"If you act like a bootlicker now and flatter me until I'm happy, then I'll agree," Xu Zimo snorted and said.

"I refuse. Someone like me would never stoop for food. I absolutely cannot lie through my teeth," Liao Ruyan looked seriously at Xu Zimo and said word by word: "I've always believed that words are the most charming thing in this world.

But your handsomeness is something words cannot describe. Even looking at you feels like a kind of desecration.

Oh no, it's that heart-fluttering feeling.

Hurry up and turn your head away. Don't let me see your handsome face. My heart will race like a deer crashing about. What if my little deer crashes too fast and dies?"

"Stop spouting such honest nonsense," Xu Zimo gave Liao Ruyan a playful glare and then said, "I'll reward you with a chicken leg later."

Lin Ruhu and Zhang Chongtian, standing nearby, both silently recited in their hearts: "Shameless.

One actually dares to flatter that much, and the other dares to accept it with a clear conscience."

Everyone put out the fire and brought the two chickens over.

The surface of the braised Medicinal Dao Sacred Chicken had turned a golden brown, looking appetizing at first glance.

As for the steamed Medicinal Dao Sacred Chicken, the moment the lid was lifted, a thick wave of spiritual energy rushed forth, as if all the essence had condensed into the pale white broth.

"Come on, down this bowl of chicken soup," Xu Zimo raised his bowl and shouted loudly.

When the chicken meat entered his stomach, Xu Zimo could clearly feel a warmth spreading through his body, with an especially rich flow of spiritual energy circulating within him.

His realm nearly couldn't be suppressed, on the verge of breaking through to the Spirit Vein Realm.

Everyone enjoyed the feast to their hearts' content. After eating, they felt their entire bodies brimming with energy, as if they had endless strength, experiencing a pleasure akin to becoming an immortal.

"Where did you buy these chickens? They're so delicious. When I go back, I'll have my grandpa buy some for me too," Liao Ruyan asked while gnawing on a chicken leg.

"Don't talk. Can't eating shut your mouth?" Xu Zimo grumbled back.

At this time, on Qingshan Peak where Xu Qingshan resided, a woman stepped through the air and descended at the peak.

The woman wore a purple robe, her graceful figure fully revealed, with her long hair coiled behind her head and tied with a blue ribbon.

Her features were delicate, and she carried an aura of aloofness and arrogance that made it hard to look her in the eye.

"Sixth Elder, is something the matter?" Xu Qingshan turned and asked.

This woman was precisely the Sixth Elder of the True Martial Sacred Sect, known as the Moonlight Fairy, whose real name was Xiao Yuexuan.

Within the True Martial Sacred Sect, from the First Elder to the Fifth Elder, these five elders had all cultivated for a thousand years before reaching the Saint Meridian Realm. Coupled with their seasoned experience and great contributions, they had earned their positions among the Seven Elders.

As for the Sixth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Vice Sect Master Xu Qingshan, they were all exceptionally talented, having cultivated for only a little over a hundred years before advancing to the Saint Meridian Realm.

Relying on their formidable strength and outstanding talent, they had carved out their current status through sheer effort.

"Vice Sect Master, I may need to leave the sect soon," Xiao Yuexuan said in a cold tone. "In the days before I began my cultivation, I once lived interdependently with an older sister.

But later, when I set my heart on treading the Martial Dao Heavenly Path and joining the True Martial Sacred Sect, I happened to lose contact with her.

Now that my cultivation has achieved success, I often think of her in the dead of night, so I plan to leave the sect and search for her."

"No problem, go ahead," Xu Qingshan waved his hand and said.

The True Martial Sacred Sect had strict management. Ordinary disciples had to report when leaving the sect, and the inner and outer elders also had to seek approval from their superiors.

As for the core Seven Elders, they usually went directly to inform the Sect Master or Vice Sect Master.

Of course, Xu Qingshan wouldn't deliberately make things difficult or refuse permission. In the end, it was just a formality.

The sect was a place of belonging for many, but it was also a small collective with rules. You couldn't just come and go as you pleased, acting entirely on your own will.

Unless one day you became strong enough to ignore the rules.

After leaving the True Martial Sacred Sect, Xiao Yuexuan traveled eastward.

She walked through the air, her gaze bright and profound, her purple robe fluttering slightly in the wind, a soaring aura swirling around her.

As she passed over a forest, the demon beasts below all trembled in fear.

On Yan Nan Peak, Xu Zimo stood at the summit, gazing toward the eastern direction.

"Chu Yang, around this time, you should be about to embark on your path of cultivation, right?" A strange smile curled at the corner of Xu Zimo's mouth. "The protagonist takes the stage, and the female lead is about to pull back the curtain on this grand and tumultuous story."

He stared at the horizon, his thoughts drifting back to the past life—a chapter of memories he wished he could forget.

"Baili Xiao, oh Baili Xiao. In my past life, you deceived me for so long. After using me, you kicked me straight into the abyss and transformed yourself into the female lead.

In this life, we'll start over. The reins of this game are now in my hands."

Xu Zimo laughed heartily as he descended Yan Nan Peak, heading straight toward his father's Qingshan Peak.

In truth, he wasn't worried at all—instead, there was a fresh thrill of excitement.

Every story has a protagonist and a villain. The protagonists are always favored by the Heavenly Dao, blessed with an undying halo, a fortuitous encounter halo, and a charm halo. In short, they're like cockroaches that can't be killed—always turning danger into safety, never dying even when falling off a cliff, and even picking up some Divine Skill Secret Manuals or meeting an old master to teach them martial arts. They're never short of women around them; any girl who's even remotely pretty gets added to their harem, obedient and doting, and these girls always have terrifying family backgrounds. And the villains? They're always the tragic ones—holding a perfect hand but playing it terribly, ending up with their families destroyed and their homes lost, becoming nothing more than a stepping stone for the protagonist's rise.

Xu Zimo felt that the reason protagonists could rise was precisely because the villains were set up to be too brain-dead. They could have used absolute power to kill the protagonist outright, but they insisted on sending cannon fodder to feed him experience points. By the time the villain finally took the protagonist seriously, he'd already grown fat and strong, his wings fully spread, and his rise had begun. Xu Zimo let out a light chuckle. "In my Previous Life, wasn't I exactly that kind of brain-dead villain?"

Right now, Xu Zimo knew all of Chu Yang's trump cards, including the small village where Chu Yang was staying—he even knew exactly where it was. If Xu Zimo wanted to kill Chu Yang, now was the best opportunity. He didn't need to send any underlings. Xu Zimo could directly go ask his father, Xu Qingshan, for help. A Saint Meridian Realm expert acting in person—even if Chu Yang was the protagonist, even if he had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough. The protagonist's luck would protect him, but that protection had its limits. If it were limitless, then a waste-turned-rising protagonist could just go straight to those major sects and act recklessly from the start, since luck would keep him from dying. Why bother cultivating step by step from the bottom, slowly climbing to higher levels? With a Saint Meridian Realm expert's attack, even if that old man Elder Samsara was there, what could he do? There was no escape.