Chapter 2, Waste Material (1)
When Chu Yanqi was three years old, Chu Chu went missing, or perhaps died; in any case, Chu Huayu was vague about it and seemed quite reluctant to mention it
The only way to thrive in this world is to make oneself stronger
The only way to avoid oppression is to cultivate the path
Although he has not been in this world for long, he quickly discovered that there are many similarities between this world and Earth. For instance, this world also has pigeons, chickens, ducks, fish, and other species. There are twelve months in a year, and each month has about thirty days. Of course, the variety of species in this world is far richer than that on Earth, and the land seems to be much more expansive.
This person is named Chu Yunjie. Chu Yanqi had met him once when he was still lying in bed recovering from his injuries. It is said that she came to visit him on the orders of the family head, mocking him coldly and saying many unpleasant things.
"I see that you simply do not want to open the door. Tell me—are you and your son conspiring some sort of scheme?" Chu Yunjie said aggressively
Waiting for it to slip away, slowly plotting for development, trying to find a way to understand—he no longer believes it. Is it that heaven does not allow him to die, and is it possible that he is meant to be a useless person? The more he thinks, the more uncomfortable Chu Yanqi feels
Just about to open the door!" Chu Hua said helplessly
Slowly sipping the pigeon soup, he looked at Chu Hua sitting beside him, her face filled with melancholy, and couldn't help but ask: "Father, is something the matter?"
"Today, the head of the family called me over and asked about your injuries..." Chu Hua sighed and said helplessly
Chu Hua said that the Kunlan Mountain Range stretches for over a thousand miles, with dense forests and thick foliage, making it easy for a person to hide within. The main concern is the various ferocious beasts that could cause harm. Otherwise, even he would want to find a way to hide in the Kunlan Mountains with the *illustrated* book.
The meaning of the landlord is that your injury has almost healed, so he intends to send you to Cangwu City on the third day of next month to marry Miss Sang. Chu Hua wore a worried expression; he was indeed very concerned. At that time, Chu Yanqi could not endure such humiliation and, in desperation, chose to end her life, wanting to put an end to it all.
Chu Yanqi tilted her head back and, with lightning speed, splashed a bowl of unfinished pigeon soup onto Chu Yunjie’s face. His reflexes were quick, but he still could not avoid a slap from Chu Yunjie, which landed solidly on his face, instantly causing a burning pain.
"I have been calling for so long, why aren't you opening the door? Are you deaf?" Chu Yunjie huffed, looking quite displeased
However, Chu Yunjie did not expect that Chu Yanqi would retaliate. Caught off guard, he had pigeon soup splashed on his face, and immediately felt a wet and greasy discomfort on his face and neck
It is no wonder that there are cultivators in this world, as the resources are abundant
Chu Yanqi almost cursed, wondering what kind of world this is, where slavery is still a trade? But upon reflection, this is a world where cultivators and mortals coexist, and ordinary people indeed have no advantages at all; they cannot even find a place to voice their grievances.
"What am I plotting, that I must choose this moment when you arrive?" Chu Yanqi was truly displeased, letting out a cold snort as she asked, "Why does the head of the family call me father?"
"I will go open the door, it's nothing to worry about." Chu Hua, concerned that Chu Yanqi was scared, hurried to comfort her and, saying this, was about to stand up to open the door.
Thank you, Father! Chu Yanqi was busy expressing his gratitude. He had been in this world for half a month and had never left the room. The only time he had seen anyone was when Chu Zhengming sent someone to deliver some medicine for his injuries; apart from that, he had not encountered anyone else.
Chu Zhengming feared for his life, so he sent a good number of medicinal herbs for healing. Therefore, in just about ten days, Chu Yanqi's wounds had already healed and scabbed over, and it would not be long before he fully recovered
He is completely unable to perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and thus has no means to cultivate.
Hunting saved a beautiful woman, and such a great favor does not require words of thanks; naturally, she must offer herself in return
By asking indirectly, I learned that his mother, Chuchu, was a woman saved by Chuhua during a hunting expedition, with an unknown background and unclear identity
Chu Yanqi had thought more than once about finding a way to escape, to flee if only for a moment. However, after discussing it with his father, he gave up on the idea. These cultivators were all immensely powerful; not to mention whether the Kong Sang family would capture him, if he were to run away, the Chu family would certainly not let him off.
What should be done? Is it really the case that he can only resign himself to becoming a useless person, marrying into the Kong-Sang family, and wed to that foolishly infatuated person covered in bark, then live a life of humiliation?
At the entrance stood a young man dressed in splendid attire, accompanied by several boys of similar age, who were accustomed to following him around and enjoying his favor. Chu Yunjie looked down arrogantly at Chu Yanqi and then strode inside.
"Yanqi, what are you thinking about?" Outside, Chuhua pushed the door open, carrying a steaming bowl of pigeon soup, which he placed in front of him. After closing the door, he sat down beside him and whispered, "Eat it while it's hot. I went to the market today and saw some pigeons for sale, so I bought one and made soup for you. Pigeon soup is very nourishing for injuries."
Hearing Chu Hua speak, he is the great-grandson of Chu Zhengming, with considerable talent. He opened his spiritual orifice at the age of three and is now at the peak of the Spirit Cultivation stage, just waiting for a further breakthrough to enter the Primordial Spirit stage.
However, this Chuyuanqi is not the same as that Chuyuanqi; suicide is an act of the weak, and he is incapable of it
Chu Yanqi naturally would not ask much, but from Chu Hua, he learned that Chu Chu is very beautiful, and he is handsome, completely resembling his mother
Young Master! Although Chu Hua was dissatisfied, she had no choice but to swallow her anger and bowed respectfully.
Alternatively, he has another choice, which is to commit suicide once more
Upon contemplating this, Chu Yanqi felt that his mind was rather burdened. How could he gain insight and embark on his cultivation? Moreover, how could he extricate himself from his current predicament?
If Chu Yanqi felt that he was the real Chu Yanqi, he would probably be so infuriated that he would attempt suicide once more. There is no other way; in this world, if one cannot gain enlightenment and cultivate, one is merely a useless person, destined to be bullied throughout their life.
At that moment, a loud bang echoed from the entrance, followed by a crash as the door swung open—indeed, it had been forcefully kicked open by someone.
However, how can one become stronger? Opening the spiritual orifices—Chuhua mentioned that in his current state, even if he were to open his spiritual orifices, his cultivation would still be limited. The best cultivators in this world are those who are born with their orifices open. The next tier consists of those who open their orifices between the ages of three to five, which is also considered a high level of talent
Even if one opens their spiritual acumen and is still a waste, it is still better than his current situation. Therefore, Chu Yanqi pleaded with Chu Hua to teach him the cultivation methods for the Spiritual Awakening period. Over the past few days, he tried various methods in an attempt to open his acumen, but in the end, he failed each time.
Just as he was about to discuss his thoughts with Chu Hua, he suddenly heard a series of loud knocks on the door
"Who is it?" Chu Yanqi frowned and asked
"Is it your turn to speak now?" As Chu Yunjie spoke, he slapped Chu Yanqi across the face. After all, this was how he had always taught this good-for-nothing a lesson. He truly could not understand why, despite being a useless person, she had to possess such a beautiful appearance.
Chu Hua has always lamented his situation, feeling unworthy of Chu Chu. He believes that he should not have selfishly kept Chu Chu by his side all those years ago. However, can a man truly avoid selfishness in such matters? Therefore, Chu Yanqi does not believe that Chu Hua has done anything wrong.
"Oh, what does the head of the family mean?" Chu Yanqi frowned and asked, suddenly feeling that he could no longer drink the pigeon soup.
"You little bastard, you've gone too far!" Chu Yunjie exclaimed in a fit of rage, shouting, "What are you all waiting for? Hold him down for me. Today, I am going to teach him a proper lesson. He still doesn't know whose territory this is"
Today is already the 21st. Chu Yanqi took a sip of soup and then slowly said, in other words, there are still more than ten days left. If he cannot come up with any solutions, he will have to go to Cangwu City.
However, ordinary people in this world do not enjoy equal treatment like ordinary people on Earth, as the existence of cultivators places ordinary people in the lowest position in this world
Moreover, the slave trade is quite prevalent in the wasteland; if they escape and fall into the hands of traffickers, their situation is likely to become even more tragic
Enlightenment
"Chu Hua, the head of the family has asked you to come over tonight. Have you forgotten?" someone said loudly from the other side of the door
Only Chu Hua, this father, quietly cares for him with meticulous attention to detail.
This is the only solution that Chu Yanqi has come up with after much contemplation these days. If he escapes from the Chu family, it will inevitably implicate Chu Hua. Taking Chu Hua along also seems inappropriate. He has already planned that when he leaves, he will let Chu Hua leave as well. After all, every autumn, Chu Hua goes hunting in the mountains. At that time, he can find an excuse to enter the mountains and then think of a way to extricate himself.
After all, after Chu Hua saved her, she began to live her life with him. Not long after, she gave birth to Chu Yanqi, a name chosen by her mother, which sounds elegant and scholarly.
In his previous life, when he wished to support his parents, his father passed away. Not long after, his mother fell ill from grief and departed from the mortal realm. He was left with the regret of wanting to care for them but being unable to do so in time. These days, seeing Chu Hua tirelessly running around during the day while also taking care of him, a wounded individual, deeply moved him
Fortunately, the heavens showed mercy, and he was finally saved. However, now he must still confront this humiliation of marrying into the powerful Kong Sang family and wedded to an ugly woman
Chu Yanqi felt a deep sense of gratitude towards him, along with a slight sense of apology. This person remained unaware that, in fact, the real Chu Yanqi had already died; he was merely a wisp of a lonely soul drifting from somewhere, borrowing a body to return to life.
Think of a way to escape along the way
Before he went to the Kongsang family, he first obtained the elixir from that bastard Chu Zhengming. After that, he held no further value for Chu Zhengming; whether he lived or died, the Chu family would no longer care. If he wanted to escape, it would be much easier. As for the Kongsang family, finding a handsome man to match their ugly young lady would not be a difficult task, and they would not be compelled to pursue him relentlessly.