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Jian Dong glared down below him. The two delinquents did not want to be outdone, so they waited for Jian Dong with their heads tilted! They wanted nothing more than for Jian Dong to come down right now and beat him up! He was also venting the heat from the alcohol! However, after a while, Jian Dong laughed at himself, sat down, raised his wine cup, and started drinking. In the end, he still did not have the courage to face it!

"Hahaha!" "Trash is trash!"

"Go, go!" Let's continue drinking! What is there to pester about with this trash! "

The two bullies' arms were wrapped around each other's shoulders as their disdainful laughter gradually drifted away.

Jian Dong lifted his head to look at it, picked up a toothpick, and nibbled on it slightly, allowing the ordinary taste of the toothpick to spread in his mouth.

He raised his somewhat white palm and placed it in front of his eyes, looking through the gaps of his fingers at the wine, chopsticks, and dishes on the table. How long had it been? It was as if he had always been in this state!

"Ai!" Thinking back to the two elders' diagnosis today, Jian Dong sighed, and lazily retracted his palm, his eyes a little dazed.

"Fifteen years!" A low mutter suddenly came out from the youth's mouth! In Jian Dong's heart, he desperately wished that all of this was fake! He himself also wanted to become a cultivator! He often found out from the conversation between Uncle Victorious Return and his father that there were many cultivators on this continent. Earth Stage was the lowest level and only Heaven Stage cultivators could use cultivation techniques. In the vast Jianjingcheng, he was the only one who could barely use a cultivation technique. Uncle Triumph was able to control a flying sword and should be a disciple of a foreign sect.

As he grew older, Jian Dong only had a vague understanding of this continent! Since he didn't have talent or inherited blood, his father wouldn't tell him too much. There were many things that he could only rely on himself to understand! Every time he thought about it, Jian Dong would find a tavern and order some green wine and side dishes. He drank until he was completely muddled and drunk, and when he went home and slept, regardless of whether he smelled or woke up, he would start over again.

He had heard from a servant that when he was born, he was praised as a little genius by the entire clan. When an ordinary, mediocre person found out that he had the capital to become the focus of countless people, if they did not have enough self-control, it would be difficult to control their own heart. Jian Dong had not gradually grown from the start! If nothing unexpected happened, Jian Dong might really be able to hold the title of genius and grow bigger and bigger! However, it was a pity that at the age of one, the reputation of being a genius had been slowly taken away by a sudden illness, and a genius had been reduced to a good-for-nothing that was mocked by passersby overnight! Although I am the son of the Sword School Master, those curses will not decrease with your status. They will only increase in number.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" After roaring a few times, Jian Dong's emotions also slowly calmed down, and his face once again returned to his previous loneliness. Since things had already come to this point, no matter how furious he was, it couldn't change the condition of his body!

Jian Dong shook his head bitterly. He actually felt a bit wronged in his heart, since he didn't know what kind of strange illness he had contracted after all. In his daily life, he didn't feel any discomfort, or something wasn't right! He actually didn't have any mental energy flowing through his body, but why was his mental energy so powerful? This strange situation made Jian Dong feel dejected.

At this time, a commotion broke out in the tavern's lobby! Some of the customers had somehow stood up, because a beautiful young lady was walking up the wooden stairs towards the second floor!

Where everyone's eyes were focused, a young girl wearing a yellow dress was currently striding forward gracefully. Her young and tender face was calm and didn't change in the slightest under everyone's gaze! It was hard to imagine how beautiful a young girl would be when she grew up in the future. Even at such a young age, she was already such a rare beauty.

When she arrived in front of Jian Dong, she stopped and said: "Big brother Jian Dong!" Such a beauty had actually bowed respectfully towards Jian Dong, her beautiful and charming face actually revealing a faint and elegant smile. From his gaze, it could be seen that he was infatuated with him.

"What right do I have to make you call me that!" Looking at the girl in front of him who had grown into the bright pearl of the clan, Jian Dong said bitterly. She was the only one who still maintained respect for him after his depression!

"Big brother Jian Dong, you once told Brahmin Yin that only someone who can take care of others can become a master!" Fan Yin gently smiled as he gently said. His slightly tender voice was actually warm to the heart!

"Overbearing? Hehehe, I was just joking. Look at my current appearance, do you think I can still be an outstanding person? I am just a piece of trash right now! "

Jian Dong laughed self-deprecatingly, and said with waning interest!

Facing Jian Dong's decadence, Brahma Yin's slender eyebrows slightly frowned, and said seriously: "Big Brother Jian Dong, although I don't know what kind of sickness you have! However, Brahma always believed that you would get back on your feet and regain your honor and dignity! " As she spoke till here, she paused slightly, and then her beautiful face revealed a faint blush, "In my heart, Big Brother Jian Dong has always been the best!"

"Hur Hur Hur Hur." Faced with the young lady's undisguised frank words, Jian Dong laughed awkwardly, but did not say anything else. He picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp! The embarrassed look on his face made the Brahma Sound before him feel like his heart was on fire.

"Big brother Jian Dong, don't drink anymore!" Fan Yin held onto Jian Dong's arm, her eyes filled with worry. "Let's start again, okay? "You have to believe in yourself. Don't you have a single one of the numerous cultivation techniques in the Three Realms that belongs to you?"

After hearing Fan Yin's words, Jian Dong was stunned, but he immediately shook his head and laughed bitterly: "Hehe!" It was said that people did not disappoint this youth, but the current him did not have the qualifications to be so carefree. He stood up in disappointment, shaking his head, and slowly walked down the stairs!

Standing where he was, he looked at the youth's lonely back that seemed to be cut off from the rest of the world. Fan Yin hesitated for a moment, and then under the envious eyes of the crowd in the tavern, he quickly chased after him, walking shoulder to shoulder with the youth.

After exiting the tavern, the blazing sun shot straight towards Jian Dong, subconsciously, he covered his eyes. He stood in his original position, slowly took his hands away, and used his eyes to look at the sunlight! His eyes were stinging with pain, but he continued to persevere! Without batting an eye, his stubborn temper caused Fan Yin's face to slightly change.

"Big brother Jian Dong!"

Jian Dong raised his arm to stop Fan Yin's concern. After a long while, he finally could not persevere any longer and closed his eyes tightly. Two streams of tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Screech!" Hurry up and take a look! "

"The Throne Phoenix Pavilion has accepted people!" A few staggering sounds could be heard, followed by a large group of people rushing towards the Jianjingcheng's main entrance, as though they were fighting over gold! There was an excited expression on their faces! Not long later, the entrance of the Jianjingcheng was completely surrounded! Several guards were maintaining order on one side!

No wonder! The Throne Phoenix Pavilion was located at the eastern bay outside the Jianjingcheng! It was a long history cultivation sect. There were hundreds of disciples in it, and there were dozens of disciples in the sky rank. They were definitely a tyrant within a few hundred miles. If one were to compare the Sword School with the Sword School, the gap between them would be like a chasm.

Every year, Luan Phoenix Pavilion would unrestrainedly recruit people to do menial chores, boil water, cook, and wash clothes! The most important thing was the generous treatment they received! Once an elder took a fancy to him and accepted him as an honorary disciple, then he would have a carefree and ambitious life!

"Let's go take a look!" Jian Dong laughed, then raised his head and walked over! Seeing Jian Dong's reaction, Fan Yin pursed his lips and smiled. At least, he was still concerned about this!