Treasure Hunting

On a hill behind the Welkin Sect's base, there was an empty place surrounded by dense green woods. A young man dressed in white was standing there in front of a worn out wooden post. He got soaked completely by the rain, and his white clothes clung to his body, revealing his lean frame. He was clenching his fists so tightly that it seemed his nails would rip open the skin of his palms and gouge his flesh out.

"Am I a veritable loser now? I was a genius. But everything has changed ever since I was injured three years ago. Now I cannot even cultivate the most basic martial energy. I detest myself! God, discharge your thunderbolts and kill me now if you dare! Otherwise, I will wreak vengeance on you in every possible way!" the young man shouted with all his might, in order to ensure all his complaints reached God's ears.

Rumble!

All of a sudden, a thunderous sound that mimicked the roar of a giant, echoed from the hilltop to the valley below. From the sky eclipsed by dense dark clouds, a quick flash of lightning descended. Then, that lightning flash enveloped the young man.

What befell him was probably the divine retribution for his outrageous behavior against the Almighty!

However, a blurry and shining, ghostly apparition slid into the young man's body the moment that lightning flash had completely covered it.

Then, that lightning flash disappeared. Immediately after that, a mysterious object, the size of an average man's palm, flashing colorful beams of iridescent light, started falling slowly from up above. Its shape resembled that of a compass.

At that moment, the young man slowly opened his eyes. All the former traces of resentment and despair in his eyes seemed to have given place to shrewdness and wisdom. It was like he had been reborn.

caught it in his outspread hand, looked at it, and surveyed his surroundings carefully. Then he exclaimed, "What is this place?" He said that in a modern tone which was quite peculiar to the world where he was situated.

Zi. But is this my body? Well, I guess only my

that the body of the then resentful young man was now possessed by a soul from another world. Now

with his own. The old soul was a young master of the Zi Clan, an influential clan with several thousand disciples. His father was the respected head of the clan. Besides, the old soul was a born genius with an great aptitude for martial arts, which he had inherited from his father. He had lived a life of comfort and luxury. He could easily get what he

against the intruders. Before death, his father ordered him and his betrothed to escape from the house through

his fiancee out of danger, he began running towards another direction alone to divert them away. However, after a considerable chase, they

Welkin Sect's leader, came to rescue him just when it seemed that all was lost. After that, he

the mysterious gang had killed all the members of the Zi Clan, except him. Since he had become homeless, he followed Lewis Xuan and went to the Welkin Sect's base. To avenge his clan, he decided to stay there and cultivate to be a powerful warrior. Also, he wanted to ascertain who

Even three years later, he still could not gain an entry into

come here for a reason. Perhaps I am meant to come here to fulfill his wish! But,

eye, it appeared behind

turned around immediately. He was first perplexed, but then

appearance. He looked

Welkin Sect for three years now. How time flies!" Lewis Xuan said firmly, his eyes sparkling. Immediately, his eyes reflected regret and perhaps disappointment as well.