Boom!
The sky was shrouded in gloom, and red lightning resembling a spider's web streaked across the atmosphere.
The heavy rain came pouring down like beads with severed strings.
Blue Mountain Country, South Sky City.
The Wang family was one of the three major clans of South Sky City. With a population close to a thousand, the family’s bloodline had become diluted over the course of a thousand-year development. The direct line of the family had the authority to kill collateral members and slaves at will.
Amid the heavy rain, in the area where the collateral members of the Wang family lived, there was a dilapidated thatched hut.
Rainwater trickled in from the eaves of the hut, producing a crisp pitter-patter sound.
"Jin! You're awake?..." A haggard middle-aged beautiful woman was hugging a pale teenager, her voice choked with emotion as if to cry.
"Where am I?" The boy opened his eyes wide, looking at everything unfamiliar around him as if it were a dream.
He recalled, just a few minutes ago, he was still in a land called "China" where he met with an unfortunate accident and died. When he woke up, he found himself here.
It took him a while to accept the fact that he had reincarnated into the Mortal World. The original owner of this body, named Wang Jin, was sixteen years old, and the woman in front of him was Wang Jin's biological mother, named Li.
Wang Jin's father, Wang Yuan, was once a promising martial artist in the direct line of the Wang family. He had high hopes but unfortunately disappeared three years ago on an expedition. Since then, the fate of Wang Jin and his mother changed.
Some of the Wang family eyed the property of Wang Jin's mother, and finally, three months ago, they took action, occupying all their property and finding an excuse to drive Wang Jin and his mother out of the family. Forced to live in this simple thatched hut in the collateral area, the mother and son struggled to survive.
In this world of survival of the fittest, after Wang Jin and his mother lost Wang Yuan, they were persecuted, but no one sought justice for them.
No one would risk offending a powerful person for the sake of a good-for-nothing, especially since the person who seized their property was a powerful elder of the Wang family!
The power of a warrior comes from their Primordial Soul, and Wang Jin naturally possesses his own Primordial Soul. However, his is an Attributeless Primordial Soul.
The Attributeless Primordial Soul is the lowest kind of soul. Those who possess it are usually low-level warriors or commoners. In other words, warriors with an Attributeless Primordial Soul can strive a thousand times harder than others, but will scarcely ever manage to get ahead in life.
Three days ago, in order to solve his hunger, Wang Jin went to the back mountain to dig wild vegetables. For some unknown reason, he had a quarrel with some of the servants from the Wang family. They beat him until he was covered in bruises. Upon returning home, he fell into a coma and was unconscious until a few moments ago when his life almost slipped away.
"So, am I Wang Jin now, an utter useless being with an Attributeless Primordial Soul?" Wang Jin couldn't help but force a bitter smile.
"Jin, are you hungry? Mommy will feed you..." Li hurriedly wiped the sweat from Wang Jin's forehead with a handkerchief.
The woman in front of him had messy hair, and her mop-like long hair seemed to have not been combed for many months. Her sunken eyes were due to three sleepless nights. But she would rather starve and freeze herself, pouring the only bowl of bitter vegetable soup left in the house into Wang Jin's mouth, spoonful by spoonful.
Seeing this, Wang Jin broke into tears. He couldn't help thinking of his orphan identity in his previous life. Since you have treated me this way, I will consider you as my mother from now on.
"Mom, you should eat." Wang Jin choked out.
"Don't talk. Eat more to regain your strength." Li said lovingly.
Wang Jin indeed needed to recover his health. Li was just an ordinary woman. Only after he recovers could he have the strength to protect this warmth.
After eating halfway, Wang Jin made an excuse to stop eating. When Li saw that Wang Jin was alright, she happily left the room with the half bowl of bitter vegetable soup and went to the living room to mend clothes.
"Without power, everything is just talk! Even if my Primordial Soul is Attributeless, I will find a way to become stronger and not let my mother be bullied by others again!" Wang Jin made up his mind, sat cross-legged on the bed immediately, and started to cultivate.
Soon, he entered a state of meditation. Through introspection, he followed the meridians in his body to his Dantian.
At the Dantian, he found a faint ball of light floating inside.
"Is this my Primordial Soul? Eh?" Wang Jin was puzzled. "No, my Primordial Soul is not like this."
Wang Jin remembered that an Attributeless Primordial Soul should be gray. But the current ball of light was transparent!
Transparent means colorless. But despite racking his brains, Wang Jin could not find any records in his memory of what a Primordial Soul with a transparent color could possibly mean.
