Wusheng, the Slaughter System's New Host

In front of the Chu Mansion in Ting City, on the Purple Gold Continent.

Chu Sheng, dressed in faded white clothes, was thrown to the ground by the servants.

Madam Wang Yue, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Chu Household, looked down at him with disgust in her eyes and her voice was icy:

"Chu Sheng, you piece of trash, get out of the Chu Household right now!"

You and your deadbeat mother are both sluts!

Now that even your fiancée Li Xin has left you, staying in the Chu Household is nothing but a waste of resources.

Before she could finish speaking, she threw a memorial tablet to the ground and then stomped on it, shattering it into pieces.

No... no!

My mother never argued with you over a single thing, so why are you even going so far as to destroy her memorial tablet?

Chu Sheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily. He struggled to his feet, trembling as he picked up the broken memorial tablet and held it tightly to his chest, as if it were the only treasure in the world.

Wang Yue's disgust intensified, looking at him as if he were filthy, and spat, "You bastard, you're just like your mother!"

If your mother hadn't seduced the master back then, how could you, this bastard, have been born?

"For God has eyes; your mother committed many evils and met a tragic end at a young age."

"You're talking nonsense! My mother is gentle and virtuous, how could she do something like seducing someone!"

Chu Sheng's eyes widened in fury, his anger reaching its peak. He raised his hand to slap Wang Yue, but was kicked to the ground by a servant beside her.

Seeing that he dared to lay a hand on me, Wang Yue immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted fiercely, "This is outrageous! This little beast dares to lay a hand on me! Beat him to death!"

Upon receiving the order, the servants immediately swarmed forward, raining blows upon Chu Sheng.

In a short while, Chu Sheng was beaten until his skin was torn and his body was covered in blood, his breath so weak that he was almost out of breath.

He lay on the ground, his knuckles digging into the soil, intermittent spittle of blood oozing from his throat.

"My mother... is innocent... you... you're talking nonsense..."

How could I not know... that Chu Xiao coveted my mother's beauty and forcibly took her into his household... and... and indirectly caused the death of my mother's entire family...

Otherwise, how could my mother... how could she have died so depressed?

Wang Yue's lips curled into a disdainful sneer, her tone sharp and sarcastic:

"Your mother is a slut who seduces men, what are you pretending to be pure and innocent for?"

Originally, you bastard had some value; you could be used for marriage alliances.

But who would have thought that your fiancée Li Xin, would become a high and mighty immortal master?

Now she doesn't like you anymore and has abandoned you.

"You're just a waste of food if you stay with the Chu Household!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she spat at Chu Sheng on the ground, turned around with disdain in her eyes, and slammed the vermilion gate shut, completely shutting Chu Sheng out of the Chu residence.

Chu Sheng lay prone on the cold ground, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, staining the ground beneath him red.

He stared intently at the tightly closed door, his eyes surging with a devastating hatred that seemed to burst his eye sockets.

The events of the past two days had been like sharp blades repeatedly cutting into his heart, causing him excruciating pain that almost suffocated him.

Since his mother's death, his childhood sweetheart Li Xin has been his only pillar of support, his only hope for surviving in the Chu Household.

But who would have thought that she possessed an exceptionally rare Heavenly Spirit Root, and was accepted as a disciple by the Jade Maiden Palace, thus becoming a cultivator in one leap.

The difference between immortals and mortals is as vast as the distance between clouds and mud.

She became a high-ranking and revered immortal master, while he was nothing more than a bullied illegitimate son of the Chu Household, for whom even living peacefully in this world was a luxury.

Yesterday, he was publicly jilted by the Li Household, who came to his door and broke off the engagement, leaving him utterly humiliated.

Today, he was mercilessly thrown out of the mansion by the Chu Household and beaten to the point of near death.

All hopes and dreams vanished in just two days, leaving only deep-seated hatred and pain.

"I'm not reconciled... I absolutely refuse to die like this!"

Chu Sheng lay on the ground, blood and foam spilling from the corner of his mouth, his broken murmurs revealing a strong will to survive.

I want to live... to live well!

I will seek justice for my mother and kill everyone who insulted me!

I don't want to be looked down upon anymore, I don't want to be trampled underfoot anymore...

A strong will to survive forcefully resisted the overwhelming feeling of fainting.

He knew perfectly well that if he closed his eyes at that moment, he might never wake up again.

Half an hour later, Chu Sheng finally caught his breath.

He felt as if all his bones were shattered, and every movement aggravated his wounds, yet he still trembled as he propped himself up.

He clutched the broken memorial tablet tightly to his chest, his fingertips stroking the cold wooden surface again and again; it was his only support at that moment.

He staggered toward the city gates, his body covered in wounds, a shocking sight.

Pedestrians on the road, seeing this, all looked frightened and quickly moved aside.

Only one old woman recognized him. Seeing his miserable state, she couldn't bear it and handed him a warm steamed bun and some copper coins.

"Chu Sheng, you must be starving. Here, take this steamed bun and eat it. Here are some copper coins; go buy some medicine."

"Thank you... thank you!"

Chu Sheng's voice was so hoarse it was almost incoherent, yet a warm feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

He took the copper coins and the steamed bun, stuffing the bun into his mouth. The rough wheat aroma mixed with the bloody taste at the corner of his mouth became his life-saving food at that moment.

I can't die! I absolutely can't die!

He ate his steamed bun as he continued his unsteady journey, eventually arriving at his mother's grave outside the city.

He gazed at the small earthen mound before him, grief overwhelming his eyes like a tidal wave, his voice hoarse:

"Mother, I've also been kicked out of the Chu Household... Just now, I was almost beaten to death by them, and Li Xin has also abandoned me."

Now I am all alone, and have nothing.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the tombstone, his tone suddenly becoming firm:

"But Mother, don't worry, I will never take my own life!"

I will live on, I will take my revenge!

I won't let the Chu Household and the Li Household get away with this.

I will repay the humiliation they inflicted upon me a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

At this point, his throat tightened, filled with resentment:

"It's a pity I lack the aptitude for cultivation. If I could embark on the path of immortality, how could I not avenge myself..."

Mother, from this day forward, I will no longer bear the surname Chu. I will sever all ties with that beast Chu Xiao.

My name is now Wusheng), meaning I have no father, no relatives, and no attachments!

Tears finally burst from his eyes, rolling down his bloodied cheeks and dripping onto the cold grave soil.

Just then, a black light, faster than lightning, suddenly entered Wusheng's mind.

The next moment, the emotionless, cold voice of the Slaughter System resounded in his mind:

"Ding! Hello host, I am the strongest Slaughter System in all the heavens and myriad realms, and I can help you reach the pinnacle of all realms and become the strongest in the world."

Do you agree to bind the system?

Wusheng was startled by the sudden sound, his body stiffened, his heart leaped, and he looked around in horror.

If the Chu Household or Li Household family heard him swearing revenge, it would surely bring about his death.

He suppressed his panic and instinctively lowered his voice to protest, "Who are you? What I just said was all nonsense, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

But the Slaughter System's cold voice echoed in his mind again:

"Ding! Host, there's no need to worry, there's no one else here."

I am the strongest Slaughter System in all the heavens and myriad realms, capable of helping the host ascend to the pinnacle of all realms and achieve the ultimate power in the world.

Do you now agree to bind the system?