Chapter 1: Reborn Human Sect Cultivator, Found the Demon Path Empress? (2/2)

Ning Wuxie took a deep breath, attempting to calm down the emotions.

Fortunately, a chance to start over had been obtained.

He rolled out of bed, stretched his legs, and felt incredibly refreshed.

At that moment, he should have been only fifteen years old.

Originally, he had no talent for cultivation at fifteen, but just a few days prior, he suddenly awakened the Chaotic Defeat Body.

For this reason, he had fallen seriously ill and fainted for several days.

Today marked the day he awakened and discovered his extraordinary physique!

He carefully planned his actions and began to pack his belongings, preparing to leave.

In this new life, he would not follow the original script, nor would he be trapped by the Human Sect that would ultimately lead to his demise!

Moreover, he would seek complete revenge against Luobing!

Meanwhile, outside Ning Wuxie’s house, in a slum street, in a dirty and dark corner.

An old man with disheveled hair and a foul odor was slumped on the ground, wrapped in tattered and filthy clothing.

He appeared to be a beggar, even worse off than the impoverished people in the slum.

At that moment, he was already gasping for breath, trembling all over.

“Grandpa, Grandpa, please don’t leave us…”

Beside him, a similarly dirty little girl knelt next to the old man.

Her large, watery eyes, like black jade, were filled with tears, looking particularly sad and pitiful.

However, she did not wail loudly; her years of wandering had taught her to suppress her emotions.

She did not understand why, after just having a dream, her grandpa would be leaving upon waking up.

It had been a long, long dream.

In the dream, she seemed very powerful, with many people kneeling and submitting to her, and she lived in a luxurious and beautiful big house.

But what had happened at the end… she could not remember, her head hurt.

But now, she was indeed just a six-year-old little girl.

After waking up, she recalled that her grandpa, who had wandered with her for so long, had been beaten by a group of people, and now he was on the brink of death.

She no longer thought about that strange dream, looking at her grandpa with red-rimmed eyes, large tears uncontrollably streaming down her face.

“Good girl, don’t cry, Xuan’er. If you cry a bit more, you’ll get thirsty…”

Hearing his granddaughter’s call, the old man stretched out a withered hand to wipe her tears.

“Don’t worry about me, hurry and go. Before it gets dark, find a wealthy family in the city to work as a maid.”

“Our Xuan’er is so beautiful; someone will definitely want you. Don’t be afraid…”

The old man’s tone began to tremble, as if sensing his impending death.

“And remember to keep the secret of your divine spiritual body. By the time you turn sixteen at the latest, you will awaken. At that time…”

“At that time…”

The old man’s voice suddenly grew faint, his arm drooped, and his murky eyes rolled back.

“Grandpa!”

The little girl broke down, throwing herself into the old man’s arms and crying.

The grandpa’s body became still, and no matter how she shook him, he would not awaken. The girl slowly calmed down, wiped her tears, and stood up.

She needed to find someone to help bury her deceased grandpa; he could not be left lying there alone.

The little girl, wearing shoes that exposed her toes, walked unsteadily on the uneven street, knocking on doors one by one.

Inside, Ning Wuxie was leisurely packing his things when he suddenly heard a very light knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw a little girl, about six or seven years old, standing timidly at his doorstep.

The little girl had red-rimmed eyes, her small body trembling and sniffling.

She did not know how long she had been standing at the door; her little face was frozen red. Upon seeing Ning Wuxie, surprise and fear flashed in her eyes.

He actually opened the door; others only peeked through the crack and ignored her.

“Who are you?”

Ning Wuxie asked in surprise, looking curiously at the pitiful little girl.

“Can you help me bury my grandpa…”

The little girl spoke softly, looking pitiful, making one’s heart soften.

Ning Wuxie squatted down, wanting to pat her head, but saw the little girl shrink back, a bit scared.

He withdrew his hand and revealed a gentle and kind smile.

“What is your name?” he asked.

Seeing Ning Wuxie’s handsome and gentle face, along with his willingness to squat down and talk to her, the little girl’s wariness faded a little.

This older brother seemed to be a good person.

Hope appeared in her eyes as she nervously looked at Ning Wuxie, fearing he would dislike her.

“Jiang Ningxuan.”

She spoke up, her voice soft and delicate, filled with fragility and sadness.

At the same time, she raised her head, her big, watery eyes looking at Ning Wuxie, her face full of pleading.

Realm Setting:

The Three Realms of the Human Path: Skin Tempering Realm, Bone Quenching Realm, and Severing Meridians Realm

The Five Realms of the Martial Path: Refining Qi Realm, Spirit Condensing Realm, Core Formation Realm, Transforming Sea Realm, and Opening Profound Realm.

Nine Realms of the Immortal Path: Nascent Soul Realm, Void Refinement Realm, Mahayana Realm, Human Immortal Realm, Earth Immortal Realm, Celestial Immortal Realm, Holy Immortal Realm, Immortal Emperor Realm, and Supreme Emperor Realm.

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