Chapter - 1

Cultivation.

Destiny, Life, Death is decided by one's cultivation.

Any world that has anything to do with cultivation has one feature. The powerful rule the world, and the weak can constantly be humiliated.

Martial Talent. A person's achievements are always decided by their talent by birth. Aptitude determines affinity with elements such as fire, water, weapons such as sword, spear, etc...; occupations such as alchemy, forging...

A hardworking person might take a hundred years to become an alchemist. Yet, a talented person might not take even a few years.

This story began in Blue Cloud City, Long Clan Martial Field.

In this martial field, a ceremony of talent detection is currently being held.

A large altar stood in the centre of the martial field. A person's statue was erected behind a transparent stone about a person's height. Many elders and disciples of the Long clan were clustered in the field, watching the ceremony.

"Black Fire Fist - Send him to warriors."

"Green Lightning Sword, oh? Send him to the inner area."

"Grey Fire Spear- Send him to warriors."

"Grey Fire Cauldron- Send him to alchemy."

The elder hosting the ceremony continuously announced the ranks of the Long clan members talents and sent them to the appropriate training area.

There are 6 types of talents in total. Black, Grey, Green, Blue, Silver, Gold.

Black and Grey were widespread talents and generally considered mediocre.

The crowd had fixed their eyes on two youngsters standing in the front at this moment. One was white-clothed, and the other wore purple-clothed.

The one in white clothes was Long Tian. He was an orphan, and his parents had died during a beast hunt.

The purple-clothed you man was Long Chen and grandson of the Tenth Elder.

Long Tian was a hardworking genius disciple and had already accomplished the Qi refinement stage. In contrast, Long Chen, a young master of the Long clan and an elder's grandson, was known to have the highest talent and resources.

Long Chen glanced at Long Tian, who was next to him. He sneered and said, "You're called the top genius of the entire Long clan. I hope that you can awaken a talent that is well worthy of your identity."

Long Chen's eyes were full of sarcasm. He had an extremely high talent, but Long Tian was spoken more highly of than him in the entire Long clan.

People always brought up how hardworking Long Tian was every time people compared them. There was also a comment about where Long Tian would have gone if he had Long Chen's resources. As a result, Long Chen was furious and was expected to work even harder.

However, Long Tian was unprovoked. He did not say anything as he clearly knew Long Chen's hostility toward him.

The elder exclaimed,

"Next up, Long Chen."

Long Chen instantly strode forward.

All eyes were on him at this moment, and the field immediately quietened. However, many wondered what the level of talent Long Chen, the young master of the Long clan, could awaken.

He touched the transparent stone and closed his eyes. Glowing runes emerged consecutively on the stone and entered into his body.

There were lots of whispers heard from the crowd.

"Hey, can you guess what talent could Long Chen have?"

"As the young master, the level should be very high."

"Yes, I heard Tenth elder had even bought Dantian Condensation Pill at a very high price."

Amidst the disciples' heated discussion, more sparkling runes floated above the stone and enveloped Long Chen's body. Then, finally, he started to breathe slowly with eyes closed, and roaring sounds gradually arose.

After a long time of suspense...

The whole stone turned utterly black.

Ah!

The crowd turned silent.

"What happened?"

"He has a black talent?"

"What's going on here?"

Long Tian also stared at the black coloured stone. He had not expected this. This is the most useless of all talents.

"Black…" Long Chen murmured with a smile on his lips. He had never thought that he would be this 'talented'.

The entire field was suddenly in an uproar.

"What? the totally useless one?"

"Crap, I can't believe I anticipated for so long!"

"What genius? Garbage. isn't he the most useless person in our clan!"

"…"

All the other elders looked at him with pity. They had some respect and admiration before, but now, disappointment and contempt.

Long Chen walked back with his fists clenched. He looked at the crowd and heard their words. "Hmph", Long Chen snorted in his heart. Before this, all of them acted so respectful in front of him. Now, they all instantly looked at him with contempt and even started calling him garbage.

Long Chen started walking back silently.

"Next, Long Tian", exclaimed the elder. Then, glancing at Long Chen, he shook his head. What a pity?

As his name was called, Long Tian slowly walked. When he passed by Long Chen, he calmly said, "Young Master, Long. As long as you work hard, talent means nothing."

There was no contempt in his tone.

Long Tian didn't speak and touched the stone. The glowing runes emerged from the stone, and all entered his body.

Everyone was looking in anticipation. Finally, the crowd decided to discuss this later.

Long Chen didn't bother to know the result, sighed in his heart and left the field.

Sitting on a bench in his courtyard, he moped over what happened at the ceremony. He was also surprised that he had such a low-level talent.

"Finally." Long Chen murmured.

He took out a book from his ring and looked at it. This is something called a new age novel that he had received from his friend.

This story is about a cultivator who reincarnates in a strange world without any spiritual energy. Instead, civilisation is based on something called technology.

The cultivator decides to use the skills he learnt in his old world and build a new order in this new world.

Sighing again, Long Chen closed the book.

This was his hundredth book. The story is basically the same except change of characters. He was greatly curious about this new world that authors think of, which was a magical place utterly different from his world.

The world was small and had a vast and measurable landscape. Yet, the strong were not worshipped like kings, while the weak weren't crushed like ants in public.

No need to become a powerful cultivator to fly in the sky. As long as one had money, they could go anywhere.

The incredible thing was that humans had races of so many colours, unlike his world where there was only one kind of humans, and they all spoke the same language.

If only I could go there,... ah... no need to drink tea all the time... so many drinks...

Suddenly, a melodious voice sounded at the door and brought him back to his senses.

"Young Master."

The voice belonged to a young girl. She was Huian, the disciple of his grandmother.

Upon seeing Long Chen, Huian tried to comfort him, saying, "Young Master, don't worry too much about this. If you have a low talent, there should definitely be a treasure that can improve it."

Long Chen gave her a bitter smile and said, "My talent is garbage. No need to comfort me."

There's no helping it. Some things are born with you. It would be a waste of time to worry about it. Long Chen would rather spend the rest of his life like an ordinary person than waste his time on cultivation.

He finally decided.

Since it's impossible for him to even reach the Body Quenching realm with this talent, then there are many things he could do now.

"Good." Huian nodded.

She then took out a pill bottle and said: "Young Master, this is a Dantian Condensation Pill."

Long Chen looked at Huian and laughed. He knew how difficult it was to procure this pill.

"Huian, even if I take this pill, it's of no use."

Huian felt her heartache. Before her master left, the only thing she had ever asked her was to look after this young master. She also knew that Dantian Condensation Pill might help him at the Qi condensation stage.

She took a deep breath and said: "Young Master, I will be leaving the clan for some time."

Long Chen understood. It seems Huian wants to look for something on his behalf again.

"Huian, you should stop thinking about this and go cultivate."

Huian looked at Long Chen for some time and then took a scroll from her ring. Giving it to Long Chen, she said: "Young Master, years ago, there was an agreement between Chen clan patriarch and grandmother. Please take this to Chen clan on your 18th birthday."

"What agreement?"

Huian didn't explain and left.

Long Chen looked at the scroll and tried to open it. But, unfortunately, it didn't open for him. Sighing, he decided to think about this when he turned 18.

Thinking back on the events this morning, he felt a slight pain in his chest.

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Blue Cloud City - Chen Clan

A small stream lay to the south within the Chen clan premises, and besides that stream was a luxurious building. The bright moonlight shed light over the stream, reflecting on the building, forming a beautiful glow.

Under the moonlight, Long Chen was sitting on a reading chair located at the back of the building, reading a book he had recently received. He coughed several times and closed to book to rest for a while.

The door was pushed open, suddenly breaking the silence of the night.

Hearing some tearing sounds from inside the house, he slowly walked towards the room and asked lightly, "Big Brother Wang, is that you?"

HAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!

A sharp sound sliced through the surroundings, overwhelming him, tearing his eardrums apart. Long Chen was experiencing a splitting headache now. In addition, his head was constantly pounding.

"Long Chen? How dare you?" Yet another intense voice tingled out. He had no cultivation at all. So, he tried taking various potions to strengthen his body now and then. Still, this sound seemed as though someone was shouting right into his ear.

Why are these people shouting? What's happening here?

He managed to enter the room and saw a beauty sitting on the bed with ragged clothes. Now, that girl had tears flowing from her eyes and looked at him in panic.

Long Chen had a sudden bout of clarity. He understood that someone was trying to frame him. Who is this girl?

Wait, I have seen her before somewhere. Isn't it....?

"Long Chen, I never thought you were this kind of person. "He heard a voice shouting at him in a mocking and cold tone.

Long Chen raised his head. A young girl wearing a red coloured gown raised her hand and pointed the finger at him at the entrance. There were also numerous people around him, giving him vicious and disappointed stares.

"Yan'er" The girl in ragged clothes ran over towards the newcomer with a trembling body; her eyes filled with tears.

The newcomer commanded some of the guards behind her, "Throw this bastard out of our clan now." Her pair of scorching eyes stared at Long Chen.

Long Chen sighed. He was highly calm didn't make any noise.

'Can't these people use a different routine? He had no idea how many he had read these kinds of a cliche over the past few years.'

Long Chen slowly stood up to leave but got kicked on his chest. He stumbled and fell onto the ground. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"System, get the fuck out here right now."

"Host, calm down."

He fainted.