39: Proton (I)

【Reincarnation Mark assessment in progress...】

【Fourth Life: A Genius from a top Empire Family, obtained the Ancestor's Legacy, was envied and exiled. Later took revenge, achieved the Earth Spirit Realm, but unfortunately perished at the hands of a powerful figure.】

【Comprehensive Evaluation: Xuan Grade, One Star】

【Reincarnation Points obtained: 1000】

Su Yun's heart stirred.

At least it wasn't Huang Grade.

Although he died frustratingly in the previous life, he had at least stepped into the Earth Spirit Realm.

The light screen in front of him changed.

【Aptitude: 400】

【family background: 200】

【Comprehension Ability: 200】

【Luck: 200】

"Max out Aptitude, distribute the rest evenly."

After doing this, the familiar dizziness washed over him, and his consciousness sank into darkness.

...

Fifteen years passed in the blink of an eye.

When Su Yun regained consciousness, he was sitting in a rather simple, dilapidated room.

His name was now Chi Yun, a prince of the Diyuan Dynasty, but now a hostage in the Xuan Yuan Dynasty.

The silk robe on his body was washed until it turned white, and his cultivation was only at the pitiful Qi Nurturing Realm 1st layer.

"Something is wrong."

He clearly added four hundred points to his Aptitude, so why was he still a Trash at fifteen?

Chi Yun calmed down and, relying on his experience from the Earth Spirit Realm, carefully examined this body.

Soon, he discovered the problem.

His Meridians were empty, but deep within his Dantian, a mass of Qi was slowly rotating, containing a power that made even him, a former Earth Spirit Realm expert, feel alarmed.

"This... this is a Dao Body!"

"Pure Element Dao Body."

Chi Yun's heart twitched violently.

Above Spiritual Bodies were Dao Bodies. That was the supreme Foundation that could contend for the Three Origins Realm!

He understood instantly.

It wasn't that his Aptitude was poor, but that this Dao Body was congenitally deficient and still gestating. All the spiritual power he had cultivated over the years had been swallowed by this little ancestor.

"However, it looks like it's almost finished gestating."

Chi Yun suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. Although the start was a bit miserable, the potential was unprecedentedly huge.

Relying on his identity as a hostage, he barely managed to get into the Middle Academy, one of the five major academies of the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, only to become the laughingstock of the entire academy.

"Have you heard? That Trash hostage from the Diyuan Dynasty came to report today."

"Qi Nurturing Realm 1st layer? How does he have the face to come?"

Chi Yun didn't care about this at all and used the meager resources issued by the academy every month to Cultivate frantically.

Even though the vast majority of spiritual power was swallowed by the Dao Body, after three months, his cultivation had still improved to the Qi Nurturing Realm 3rd layer.

Soon, the quarterly Academy Assessment arrived. For the hostages, this was the only opportunity to improve their situation.

The Training Ground was bustling with noise.

All the students were rubbing their hands and fists, their eyes glancing at Chi Yun in the corner from time to time, filled with greed.

"Heaven bless me! I must draw that Trash hostage!"

The drawing of lots began, and a tall student saw his lot number and jumped up excitedly on the spot.

"Hahahaha! It's me! My opponent is Chi Yun!"

"Chi Yun, I advise you to kneel and admit defeat now, so you can suffer less physical pain!" The tall student walked onto the arena and hooked his finger at Chi Yun arrogantly.

His cultivation was at the Qi Nurturing Realm 4th layer.

Chi Yun walked onto the stage expressionlessly.

"Begin!" As soon as the instructor finished speaking.

The tall student grinned and rushed over, punching towards Chi Yun.

Facing this aggressive punch, Chi Yun just tilted his body slightly.

The fist flew past his ear.

Chi Yun's shoulder flashed forward like lightning.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The tall student's body stiffened in an extremely awkward posture, his entire right arm hanging limply, and the expression on his face changed from arrogance to extreme pain and disbelief.

Chi Yun didn't even look at him, kicking him on the knee.

"Thud."

The tall student knelt on the ground, then was kicked off the stage by Chi Yun, passing out like a dead dog.

The whole process was smooth and fluid, not exceeding three breaths.

The Training Ground was deathly silent.

Those students who were originally waiting to watch a good show had their eyes almost popping out.

"Wha... what happened?"

"It's Luck! That guy must have been careless!"

After a brief dead silence, the Training Ground exploded.

In the second round of drawing lots, when Chi Yun used the same clean and neat three moves to knock a Qi Nurturing 5th layer opponent off the stage, the atmosphere on the field completely changed.

"Two pieces of Trash, losing to a Trash hostage, this is simply the shame of our Xuan Yuan Dynasty!"

"However, this Trash Chi Yun is really lucky; both opponents he drew were the bottom-feeders in the academy."

A recognized piece of Trash had successively eliminated two students of the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, which made many people from the Xuan Yuan Dynasty feel their faces burning with pain.

Third round.

Chi Yun looked at the name of the opponent he drew and finally stopped in his tracks.

Wei Yan.

A prominent figure in the top 200 of the Middle Academy, with cultivation at the Spirit Nurturing Realm 2nd layer. He was also the own grandson of an old general of the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, and harbored deep-seated hatred for people from the Diyuan Dynasty.

"Hahaha, it's over! His bullshit Luck has run out!"

"Senior Brother Wei Yan! Teach this hostage who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth a good lesson!"

Seeing this matchup, the whole audience erupted in schadenfreude cheers.

Wei Yan walked onto the stage wearing fine armor, looking at Chi Yun as if he were looking at a stink bug, with a cruel sneer on his lips.

"Diyuan scum, come up and receive your death."

However, contrary to everyone's expectations.

Chi Yun cupped his hands at the instructor on the stage.

"I concede."

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire Training Ground.

The whole audience went quiet again, all cheers and curses stuck in their throats.

Wei Yan on the stage, the smile on his face instantly solidified and turned livid.

He had prepared a belly full of insults, but the other party didn't even give him a chance to get on stage!

This feeling was like punching cotton, frustrating enough to make him want to vomit blood.

"Coward! Trash!" Wei Yan roared in anger.

Chi Yun ignored him completely and turned to leave.

He had already won two rounds, and the resources he obtained were enough for him to complete the final gestation of his Dao Body. Engaging in meaningless fighting with such a clown was a pure waste of time.

Just like that, amidst angry and unwilling curses, Chi Yun collected his share of abundant resources and returned to the hostage Residence.

The moment he stepped into the gate, he felt several unkind gazes.

His performance in this academy assessment was like a thorn, deeply stuck in the hearts of the other hostages.

That night, Chi Yun's door was kicked open.

Leading them was a burly young man, the leader of their group of hostages, Zhou Kun.

"Chi Yun, hand over the resources you collected today; our brothers will help you keep them." Zhou Kun said condescendingly with his arms crossed.

The three high-level Qi Nurturing Realm cultivators behind him also grinned, sealing off all of Chi Yun's escape routes.

Chi Yun sat up from the bed and looked at them calmly.

"Get lost."

One word made Zhou Kun's face turn completely gloomy.

"You don't know what's good for you! Get him! Break his limbs!"

The three Qi Nurturing Realm cultivators pounced like wolves and tigers.

Chi Yun moved.

His figure left an afterimage in place.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by three short screams, the three men flew backward almost at the same time.

Zhou Kun's pupils shrank suddenly.

Too fast!

Before he could react, a palm had already grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Cold killing intent submerged Zhou Kun like a tide.

At this moment, he felt that he was not facing a teenager in the Qi Nurturing Realm, but a killing god who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"You..."

A wheezing sound came from Zhou Kun's throat.

"Next time, death."

Chi Yun let go, and Zhou Kun fell to the ground like a pile of mud, coughing violently while holding his neck, his eyes filled with nothing but fear when looking at Chi Yun.

Other hostages in the courtyard who were moved by the sound shrank back in fear when they saw the tragic scene at the door.

One month later.

Inside the room, all the resources had turned to dust.

Chi Yun's body, like a bottomless black hole, absorbed the last trace of spiritual power.

The next moment, the chaotic airflow deep in his Dantian shook violently.

Boom!

A golden airflow, thousands of times purer than spiritual power, erupted like a volcanic eruption, instantly rushing through his limbs and bones, remodeling every inch of his muscles and bones.