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Fortunately, Fan Mu's appearance made up for the deficiency.

The first time he had used the Elemental Testing Stone, the spirit stones had been overwhelmed and blown up!

It was an unprecedented feat that not even Fan Kui had ever performed.

This explosion had made Fan Mu's name appear on the headlines, and the voices of the Fan family had risen to a new height, even alerting the old monsters on the continent.

This was an extremely gold-rank bloodline. To him, stepping into the realm of a Celestial King was just a matter of time.

Fan Mu became the main focus of the Zong family's nurturing. All the funds, spirit herbs, and blood essence were poured into Fan Mu, who cultivated leisurely. His performance showed his unprecedented status, and in the short span of a few months, his affinity with elemental energy had reached an extremely terrifying level.

The chief, who was also Fan Kui's elder brother, guessed that when Fan Mu made the contract with the jade, he would be able to break through the blue rank. The chief, who was also Fan Kui's elder brother, guessed that when Fan Mu made the contract with the jade, he would be able to break through the blue rank.

However, fate seemed to be playing a joke. When Fan Mu officially signed the contract with the jade stone, what greeted him was not heaven, but a burning hell.

The super gold-ranked Upper Sky bloodline was like a loser at rank 0 after entering a contract. Not only could the Zong Clan not accept it, but even more so, Fan Mu could not.

The voice, the sense of superiority, the existence of the Venerable One were all saying their goodbyes to him. Only a heart of humiliation was waving at him, tightly embracing him.

He had been ridiculed to his heart's content. Those who had been envious of his saintly status since he was young all stepped forward and hit him hard on the head.

The patriarch was also under pressure and had to remove Fan Mu from the family. He wanted to keep some of Fan Mu's rights, but the various elders had unanimously opposed him and used all kinds of means to threaten the patriarch. In the end, not even a bed was left for Fan Mu.

The Patriarch had no choice but to ask Redbud to look after him, and at the same time, Fan Mu's shadow disappeared from the Zong Clan's bloodline.

In order to preserve this memory, Fan Mu shut himself up in a small room. For a whole year, he was depressed, and he let himself be immersed in ancient books, so that he wouldn't think of himself as a defeated dog.

Redbud, of course, knew that Fan Mu had suffered a major blow. During her first year in the house, the Redbud had been on tenterhooks every day, and she was afraid that Fan Mu wouldn't be able to get over it, so in order to prevent some irreparable problems, the Redbud had actually removed all the sharp objects in the house, not even sparing the legs of the table. They all grinded into a circular arc, not even forgetting to wrap several layers of cloth around the curved legs of the table.

Fan Mu muddled on for two years. During that time, the mocking from the people around him destroyed his heart like crazy.

He was afraid of the sun. He only read in the dead of night, and only then would the laughter not drown him.

He chose to seal his heart. It was enough for him to appreciate the ugliness of his self.

Until one day, when the girl came back to find him, she held the dandelion, left a question, then quietly left, "Is this the end of life!?"

It didn't seem like a mockery at all. Before Fan Mu could ask about the girl's purpose for coming here, she had disappeared into thin air. However, the question she left behind lingered in Fan Mu's mind for an entire month.

Fan Mu asked himself, "Is this how you end your own life?!"

Who the hell would be willing to accept it!? How could I be so stupid as to be unable to recover from the opinions of others!

From then on, Fan Mu was like a completely different person. He no longer cared about the opinions of others, and even though he couldn't overcome his cowardice for a while, he was no longer moved by their mocking laughter. Others laughed at him, and he laughed along with them, just like a spectator watching a show.

He hid the Redbud behind his back mountain to practice his fist technique for a year. When he returned, even though he didn't have a single piece of good skin, he had relied on his strength to enter the school known as the Jade Cultivator's House in Tong City.

He had even relied on his fist technique to defeat the Zong family's disciples, which had caused a huge uproar. Some of the elders began to be afraid, and even sent people to monitor Fan Mu's every move. They were worried that one day Fan Mu's sleeping bloodline would awaken, and at that time, the few elders who had been suppressing him would undoubtedly suffer.

Fan Mu's figure flashed, and the gap between a Jade Cultivator and an ordinary person slowly widened. Although Fan Mu's martial arts was evolving, in the eyes of the Jade Cultivators, it was nothing more than a three-legged cat. Those who had experienced Fan Mu's punches and kicks all returned one by one.

The pitiful Fan Mu was painstakingly studying his martial arts, but it was all to no avail. How many people could actually step into the peak of martial arts practice? There was only one Lin Feng in this world ?

"Darling, what did you think of?" Goin pulled Fan Mu's hand. He knew why Fan Mu had suddenly stopped in his tracks. A blank and confused look in his eyes explained everything.

"I... Remembering some bad things, Fan Mu laughed hoarsely. He stared into Gern's eyes and urgently asked for confirmation, "Ying, did you look for me before and leave behind a bunch of dandelions?"

"I like dandelions the most. With a gentle blow of the wind, it can decide countless destinies. Your life has changed since you met me. Say goodbye to the defeated dog from before, I will pull you to the top of the mountain."

Gern's words carried a wonderful feeling of intimacy. It was a kind of majesty that made one have no choice but to believe in it.

"Really!?" He felt that Gern was her guardian angel, and for the first time in many years he felt that his future was bright. He couldn't wait to start something with his hands.

"Of course," said Goin with a chuckle, and he pulled Fan Mu along the path that led directly to Zong's house.

"Ying, stop for a moment!" Fan Mu started to panic. He was afraid that he would return to the Zong Clan again, and he was even more afraid that the entire Zong Clan would look at him with eyes as sharp as knives.

"What's wrong?" Once again, Gern asked despite knowing the answer.

"I don't want to go back!" Vimu pulled Goin back.

"No, you have to go back today. You are their young master, they need you!" Gern blinked his eyes and emphasized.

"Why!? I'm not some young master! I don't want to go back to that filthy place for the rest of my life. If I do go back one day, it will be for the sake of destroying it! " Fan Mu roared and turned his head.