Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 31: The Second Chosen One Appears, Enraging the Seventh Prince

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a fifteen-year-old boy stepped onto the ring.

He was thin and small, looked nervous, and kept his head down, not daring to look at the audience.

"Who do we have here? It's that good-for-nothing Lin Yan!"

"I heard that this guy's cultivation level has stagnated since he started, he's still stuck in the early stage of Body Tempering Realm, he's a complete waste!"

"It's one thing to have poor talent, but to have such poor comprehension is like having a pig's brain. You can't even understand Yellow-rank martial arts. It's a disgrace to be an outer disciple like us."

"That's really useless. If it were me, I would be too ashamed and would have packed up and left long ago. Staying in the sect is just a waste of time."

Many outer disciples recognized the young man and began to laugh unrestrainedly.

Among the newly recruited disciples, Lin Yan is recognized as the number one good-for-nothing, and even the menial disciples look down on him.

Hearing the mockery from all sides,

Lin Yan's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, his eyes filled with resentment.

He did not refute or pay attention to the teasing of the crowd.

Instead, he bowed to Li Wudao and said solemnly, "Senior Brother Li, I am willing to offer a low-grade spirit stone in exchange for you teaching me martial arts."

"What, aren't you afraid I've lied to you?"

Li Wudao smiled. This young man had a good temperament, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I'm not afraid... because I already have nothing left, so I'm not afraid of losing anything more."

Lin Yan's answer was both decisive and desperate.

Li Wudao was stunned.

These don't sound like the words of a fifteen-year-old boy; they sound like the words of someone who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and the changing times...

Subconsciously, his pupils flashed with a strange light as he sized up Lin Yan.

Name: Lin Yan

【Age: 15】

[Realm: Early Stage of Body Tempering]

[Talent: Low-grade Yellow Level (Useless Body)]

[Special physical condition: None]

[Fate: Lower Grade Emperor (Child of Fate)]

[System Evaluation: Resilient in character, grateful for kindness, destined for a life full of twists and turns, and likely to achieve great things later in life]

[Recent events: His family was wiped out, a great tragedy struck, leaving him the sole survivor. Driven by a thirst for revenge, he joined the Xuan Tian Sect, but his poor aptitude left him feeling hopeless and depressed...]

After reading the system introduction.

Li Wudao was stunned for a moment, his expression strange.

Low-grade Yellow-level talent, low-grade Emperor-level fortune?

Two completely unrelated things have somehow ended up in one person at the same time!

Suddenly, Li Wudao's pupils contracted slightly.

"Family wiped out... crippled body... chosen one..."

This is definitely the stats of a useless protagonist!

Li Wudao's feelings were complex, but mostly joyful.

With Jiang Churan added, Lin Yan in front of us is the second protagonist of destiny.

He knew all too well how great the rebates were for the protagonist of Destiny.

In a short while, Li Wudao was filled with all sorts of thoughts and began to plan how to take advantage of the situation.

As the chosen one, Lin Yan's rewards are sure to be good, but it's unknown whether they will be as good as Jiang Yatou's.

It would be great if we could get another Emperor-level reward.

For example, imperial scriptures, imperial weapons, etc., and it would be even better if there were immortal elixirs.

As he thought about it, Li Wudao couldn't help but smile, and his drool almost dripped out.

"Senior Brother Li, why are you drooling?"

Lin Yan reminded him with a hint of doubt, and then felt a pang of regret.

This Li Zhenchuan is very talented, but something seems off about him.

"It's nothing, I was just spacing out, haha."

Li Wudao quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. "Junior Brother Lin Yan, what martial art do you practice? Show it to me."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan took out a high-grade Yellow Rank martial skill book – Thundercloud Spear.

This is a manual on spear techniques. When mastered to perfection, the spear moves with the speed of a soaring cloud and the swiftness of a thunderbolt, its power comparable to a top-grade Yellow Rank martial art.

However, it is quite difficult, and few outer disciples can reach perfection in it.

Li Wudao flipped through a few pages and casually asked, "I wonder what Junior Brother Lin doesn't understand?"

In his eyes, this martial art was ordinary, unremarkable, and nothing special.

"this........"

Lin Yan sighed and said awkwardly, "To be honest, Senior Brother Li, my aptitude is too dull. Since joining the sect, I have studied day and night, but I still can't grasp the essentials and haven't been able to find the way yet."

Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

Lin Yan has completely cemented his title as the number one good-for-nothing in the outer sect.

Li Wudao couldn't help but glance at him, somewhat speechless.

Lin Yan's talent for martial arts is comparable to his fishing skills; he's somewhat hopeless.

However, Li Wudao did not feel disdain; on the contrary, he became even more serious.

Based on his understanding of the typical underdog protagonist trope, he'll probably see a sudden comeback, achieve instant fame, and reach the pinnacle of life.

You must befriend them, and never offend them.

"Lend me a gun, and I'll teach you how to use it right here and now. Watch carefully."

Li Wudao remained patient.

"Huh? Okay..."

Lin Yan was stunned, unable to believe that the other party had grasped it so quickly.

But he dared not doubt it any further and could only quickly take out a black iron spear.

The gun was dark and looked ordinary, but it cost him five low-grade spirit stones, equivalent to half a month's salary.

Li Wudao took the spear, feeling a slight pity.

This spear was forged with extremely poor craftsmanship, and the materials used were all scraps of black iron. It could barely be called a low-grade Yellow-rank spiritual weapon.

"This guy has it tough..."

After a moment of reflection, Li Wudao decided to give the other party a serious lesson.

So, under the attention of everyone.

Li Wudao brandished his black iron spear on the arena.

To ensure Lin Yan could understand, he slowed down each move as much as possible.

What should have been a move that took fifteen minutes to execute was instead stretched to the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

And at that time.

The jeers from the audience gradually faded away, and everyone stared blankly at the boy wielding the spear on stage.

Gradually, only the sound of gunfire echoed from the arena.

"No way, he really knows how?!"

"Holy crap, it really is the Thundercloud Spear! And this guy's movements are incredibly fluid, the spear strikes like lightning, it's practically at the pinnacle of power!"

"Damn, it took me a year to master this marksmanship technique. This guy is too strong!"

Many inner disciples had also practiced this martial art, and when they recalled their past experiences, they were all shocked.

Li Wudao was only a beginner, yet he was able to perform a high-grade Yellow Rank martial art to perfection, which was enough to impress them.

"So, how much have you learned?"

Li Wudao finished his practice and returned the spear to Lin Yan.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li. I feel like I've grasped quite a bit, but..."

Lin Yan scratched his head, his eyes filled with both excitement and confusion.

Even if someone is slow to learn, they can still gain something from a master martial arts teacher demonstrating techniques on the spot.

"You're the first person who's willing to trust me, so I'll make an exception and teach you a little longer. Now go up on stage and practice for yourself. I'll correct any problems you encounter."

Li Wudao pondered for a moment.

If it were someone else, he certainly wouldn't bother to waste his breath.

But Lin Yan is the protagonist destined by fate, so his treatment is naturally different.

Most importantly, by teaching the other party, he can also receive a generous rebate.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li."

Lin Yan bowed again in gratitude, a touch of emotion welling up in his eyes.

Since the massacre of his family, he has wandered from place to place, and no one has ever cared about him.

Li Wudao was the only one willing to lower himself to help him.

After an hour of patient correction.

Lin Yan has successfully reached the "microscopic" level and can now fully execute his spear techniques; all that remains is to refine them step by step.

"I...I really learned it!"

On the arena, Lin Yan gripped the black iron spear tightly, a hint of excitement and ecstasy on his youthful face.

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Li. I will remember your kindness and will do my best to help you in the future!"

The young man bowed deeply to Li Wudao.

Immediately, he found three low-grade spirit stones and carefully handed them over.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Li, for wasting so much of your time. I only have these spirit stones left, please accept them for now, and I will make it up to you later."

Lin Yan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

If it weren't for Li Wudao's patient guidance, he wouldn't know when he would have found the key points. This kindness cannot be repaid with a mere amount of spirit stones.

"It's alright. As fellow disciples, it's only right that we help each other."

Li Wudao, with his righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor, was just spouting nonsense and could not possibly tell the truth.

"I said, one spirit stone will guide you through one martial arts technique; the rest, Junior Brother Lin, you can take them back."

To everyone's astonishment, he only took a low-grade spirit stone.

Lin Yan had already suffered enough; if he weren't afraid of being suspected, he wouldn't have taken a single penny.

This scene stirred the hearts of many disciples, greatly changing their opinion of Li Wudao.

He is consistent in word and deed, not greedy for wealth, unperturbed by honor or disgrace, and cares for others. He is practically a saint!

Many disciples looked ashamed and felt deeply guilty for their previous inappropriate remarks.

Some disciples were so moved that they shed tears, murmuring: "There are still many good people in the world..."

For a time,

The atmosphere in the training ground was thunderous, instantly drowning out any mocking or sarcastic remarks, and almost all the voices were in support of Li Wudao.

Li Wudao was somewhat bewildered.

what happened?

He didn't do anything, so why is everyone suddenly praising him instead of criticizing him?

Offstage,

Those who were on good terms with Li Wudao all had strange expressions.

"Brother Li is truly unexpected..."

"really."

Wang Zhao and Qiu Zishi exchanged a glance and smiled bitterly.

Jiang Churan's beautiful eyes flickered with a strange light as she stared blankly at the handsome young man on the stage, her heart filled with a mixture of emotions that were hard to describe.

She never expected that Li Wudao could enable a good-for-nothing to cultivate his martial arts to the "subtle" level in just one hour, from nothing to something.

She saw everything clearly, and even with her martial arts experience, it would be difficult to reach such a level in such a short time.

What surprised her the most was...

Li Wudao actually only accepted one low-grade spirit stone!

He not only did this thankless task, but he also remained patient throughout, with a genuine smile on his face.

She could tell that Li Wudao's smile was genuine; he seemed truly happy.

Jiang Churan was puzzled.

I don't understand what's so exciting about this?

Could it be that Li Wudao truly doesn't seek anything in return, but simply enjoys the pleasure of helping others?

The moment this thought crossed the girl's mind, her eyes changed.

If this is true, then Li Wudao's actions do indeed bear a resemblance to those of ancient sages.

Even though she was a reincarnated empress, she couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

In this dog-eat-dog world where right and wrong are indistinguishable, such selfless dedication is truly rare.

"He seems to have really changed. What kind of person is this guy after all...?"

Jiang Churan murmured, her phoenix eyes reflecting the boy's profile, her pupils filled with curiosity and exploration.

In her previous life, the only person in the entire Xuantian Sect who she held in high regard was the leader of Piaomiao Peak.

Now, in addition to Xia Gucheng, there is another Li Wudao.

"Damn it! What's so attractive about that pretty boy?"

Qi Xingyu witnessed this entire scene, his jaw clenched, his jealousy bordering on madness.

In terms of looks and background, he believed he was no less than Li Wudao.

In terms of talent, both of them are Earth-rank talents, so there's no question of who is better or worse.

Although his opponent was more insightful than him, he was confident that he could easily defeat Li Wudao, having practiced martial arts since childhood.

"No, we can't let this kid keep pretending. We have to find a way to embarrass him."

Qi Xingyu's face turned red with anxiety, and he paced back and forth.

He was used to being domineering and couldn't stand seeing the women he fancied admiring others, not even for a second glance.

Suddenly, he had an idea and summoned the disciples from Lieyang Peak who were traveling with him.

Subsequently,

Qi Xingyu took out a martial arts manual and lowered his voice, saying:

"Wu Shan, I will pass on to you a Heaven-rank martial arts technique. Go and experience it; if you learn it, it will be your great fortune..."