Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"You should know that our family has two Magical Pills. Well, I took one of them some time ago." Perrin Luo said with pride, "This pill is really extraordinary. The pure magical power empowered all my flesh, and helped me to improve from the flesh refining level to the bone refining level. And to think the efficacy of the pill works only one-tenth! The rest remains in my body and supplies my flesh endlessly. I just need to cross a fine line to get to the organ refining level, and the marrow refining level will be just around the corner!"

Zen gritted his teeth when he heard Perrin Luo. These two pills were the most valuable treasure of the Luo Clan. They were holy pills left by Luo's ancestors. They were stored carefully in a sacred place only known by a handful of people in the family. Most people were not allowed to see or use these pills.

According to the old doctrine, only those who reached the bone refining level before the age of 16 were eligible to use the Magical Pills.

The practice of the body includes five levels starting with the skin refining level. Those who mastered it would move to the second, the flesh refining level. Bone refining was the third level. The final two levels were organ refining and marrow refining. Each of the five levels was different, and it was incredibly difficult for most people to master each level without decades of practicing.

It was a miracle if a person reached the third level before he turned 30. The entire Clan would recognize such a person as being talented.

According to the doctrine, only those who reached the third level before turning 16 were eligible to use the Magical Pills!

People who reached the bone refining level before that age were undoubtedly strong. In all these centuries, no one in the entire C County had seen someone like that. That was the reason why the Magical Pills hadn't been used in the past three hundred years.

Luo had been recognized as

had been praised by the king of C County. The king had said that Zen was the hope of Luo Clan's prosperity, the

father had been killed by his own brothers. Zen Luo had been banished to slavery, and had become a sandbag and a prisoner. Since he couldn't practice any more, he

have any talent. He had just reached the level of flesh refining at 16. He was not

had no talent. Even though Zen Luo had two years to calm himself and accept the fate of his family, his heart wasn't at peace. He could not help but get angry.

thousand pounds in one hand! You are a slave. I can crush you with one hand. Today,

lot of damage, the man was fearful for his life. Perrin Luo had reached the bone refining level, and the armor would not protect him.

Luo took a deep breath before assuming the unique posture of the Purple Light Fist. This was exclusive Kung Fu of the Luo Clan. He was trying to show off, and used his

mercy!" When the slave saw Perrin Luo's momentum, his eyes revealed a desperate look. He would die if smashed by Perrin's

"Boom!"

leather safeguarding his chest collapsed abruptly. The man flew back with the impact and

by Perrin had killed the slave.