Chapter One: The Den of Ten Thousand Snakes

  The vast universe, Qingyang Mountain, shrouded in mist and rain, a fairy mountain like a dream, green shade like a painting.

  A small figure was busy in the medicine field, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand. He is Bi Fan.

  Looking at his thin body makes people feel pitiful. Unfortunately, in this world, no one will sympathize with him.

  Bi Fan had been an orphan since he was a child and was adopted by an old caretaker of the medicine field in Qingyang Mountain, Qingyang Gate. He didn't know what his parents looked like at all.

  The old man's surname is Bi, and he also followed with the surname Bi.

  Nowadays, Bi Fan has already wasted fourteen years of his life and due to malnutrition, he looks like only eleven or twelve years old.

  The old man who adopted Bifan last year passed away, and Bifan's life became even more difficult.

  The status of medicine boys is very low, no better than sweepers or cooks.

  In comparison, pharmacists need to have certain professional knowledge, heavy workload and great pressure.

  If the task cannot be completed, punishment will be received and the treatment that should be obtained may be cancelled.

  When the old man was still around, he could occasionally complete tasks and receive some rewards, including a reward of Strong Body Dan.

  Bi Fan had seen the Strengthening Pellet before, but he didn't have one to share with him.

  The old man always gives the Strengthening Dan to Zhu San, who is in charge of managing the medicine garden, and asks only that he be treated less harshly next year.

  The old man was not good to Bi Fan, only treating him as a servant boy, calling him back and forth.

  As soon as the old man left, Bi Fan's troubles came one after another. Not only did Zhu San bully him, but other medicine boys also bullied him wantonly.

  "Bi Fan, help me take care of this purple stem grass well, if there's any problem, it's up to you." This is still relatively mild.

  "Idiot, I'm leaving Bai Zhi Hua in your care. If anything goes wrong, you know what will happen!"

  Bi Fan was thin and bony, with a wooden expression, never speaking, and was called "dumb egg" by other medicine boys, which was his first nickname.

  Actually, Bi Fan is not stupid at all and knows how to talk, he just pretends to be silly in order to suffer less.

  One day, Bi Fan helped a medicine boy named Da Niu take care of a Zhu Guo plant and accidentally broke off one of its leaves.

  Dà niú got wind of this and rushed to Bì Fán's medicine garden.

  "Idiot, what did I tell you? If Zhu Guo gets even a scratch, I'll break your arm."

  As he spoke, the big cow rushed towards Bifan at a very fast speed. Bifan had no time to dodge and was caught by the big cow's thick and powerful hand on one of his arms.

  "Ah!..."

  The big cow pulled hard and Bai Fan's slender arm was dislocated, causing him to tremble with pain, yet he didn't dare utter a word of complaint.

  "Endure, endure..." Bi Fan kept repeating this word in his heart.

  In this world, might makes right.

  Bi Fan's strength is weak, even weaker than an ordinary person, and can be described as "weak to the point of being unable to withstand the wind".

  He has been bullied for many years and learned the trick of "enduring".

  He couldn't bear it and tried to resist, but was beaten by a group of medicine boys and seriously injured, taking a month to fully recover.

  After that, Bi Fan became even more wooden, lonelier and 'dumber'.

  Bi Fan had to frequently help other medicine boys take care of the spiritual medicines, especially those with harsher living conditions. Those medicine boys all forced Bi Fan to help look after them.

  In order to take good care of the spiritual medicine for other medicine boys, his annual task has never been completed.

  Two years have passed, and it's not like there are no benefits. At least he has learned a lot of things, about the medicinal properties and growth conditions of many spiritual medicines, he understands much more than other medicine boys.

  Qingyang Gate, in the eyes of worldly people, is a fairy mountain blessed land, but for Bi Fan, it's hell.

  He wanted to escape from Qingyang Mountain, but the mountain was too steep and treacherous. His strength was too weak, and he couldn't get down the mountain at all.

  Every year, Bi Fan's most dreaded day was the day of handing over the spiritual medicine, because he not only had to hand over the spiritual medicine of other medicine boys intact, but also had to pay his own share of spiritual medicine to Zhu San.

  Bi Fan has failed to complete his tasks for two consecutive years. If he doesn't hand in this year's task, the consequences will be severe.

  Zhu San had already spoken, and Bi Fan did not hand over the spiritual medicine on time and in full quantity, so he cut him into eight pieces.

  Bi Fan worked himself to the bone but still couldn't complete his task, his workload was originally much heavier than the other medicine boys, and on top of that he had to help take care of the spiritual medicines for the others, wanting to complete his task was simply a pipe dream.

  Thinking of Zhu San's ferocious appearance, Bi Fan felt a chill in his heart.

  Zhu San Pao looked like a winter melon, walking with a swagger, his face ferocious, often bullying and scolding the young apprentices of Qingyang Mountain.

  Zhu San has already started collecting the spiritual medicine and will arrive at Bi Fan's medicinal field in a day or two.

  The growth of the spiritual medicine was a process, and Bi Fan had no choice but to sit and wait for punishment, and could only hope that Zhu San would not keep his promise.

  Bi Fan didn't sleep all night, and early next morning, he heard a hubbub outside.

  "Not good!"

  Zhu San is about to arrive, and there are also many medicine boys who have come to watch the excitement.

  Every time it's time to hand in the spiritual medicine, Bi Fan's grass hut is always the most lively, because every time he doesn't complete his task, he must be punished.

  "Idiot, it's time to hand over the spiritual medicine, hurry up and come out to welcome Lord Zhu."

  "Idiot, you failed to complete this task again. You're a total waste of space, living is just a waste of food."

  There are many people who want to see Bi Fan punished, and even more who want to watch him suffer.

  Bi Fan hastily ran out, his head hung low, a flash of resentment in his eyes that was gone as quickly as it appeared.

  Zhu San didn't bother to reason with Bi Fan, but instead carefully examined the medicine field and said: "Bi Fan, you're getting bolder and bolder. Today's task was only completed a third of the way. It seems that what I say doesn't work anymore. You're courting death."

  His tone was icy cold, and his large palm slapped towards Bifen's frail body.

  Bi Fan had nowhere to hide and couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

  Zhu San is a strong warrior in the Martial Realm, while Bi Fan is even weaker than an ordinary person.

  Don't look at Zhu San's fat body having trouble walking, but once he gets moving, his speed is still very fast.

  Bi Fan had not yet reacted when he was struck by Zhu Three's palm.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion.

  Bi Fan flew out over ten meters, fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and couldn't move, as if he was about to faint.

  Zhu Sanxiu's strength reached one Yunshi, enough to slap a tiger to death. He only used three-tenths of his power, and Bi Fan was already on the verge of collapse. (Yunshi is an important material in the Tianyu Great World, with extremely high density, a fist-sized piece weighing as much as a thousand catties. In the Tianyu Great World, Yunshi is specially used to test the strength of cultivators.)

  The Tianyu Great World, the cultivator's level is divided into Mortal Realm, Departure from Mortality Realm, Divine Ability Realm, and then there is the Immortal Spirit Realm. Once one reaches the Immortal Spirit Realm, they must ascend to the Six Realms.

  The six upper realms include the Buddha realm, the Devil realm, the Immortal realm, the Spirit realm, the God realm, and the Chaos realm. Each of these upper realms encompasses countless star universes, vast and boundless.

  The nine layers of the fetal realm are:

  1st layer - robust,

  2nd layer - energy accumulation,

  3rd layer - martial power,

  4th layer - internal breath,

  5th layer - organ refinement,

  6th layer - bravery and martial prowess,

  7th layer - spiritual wisdom,

  8th layer - enormous strength,

  9th layer - transformation.

  The first level of strength, tempered flesh and blood, strengthened physique. After cultivating to this level, one will possess two hundred kilograms of strength, far surpassing that of ordinary people.

  The second refinement, tempering the body, strengthening muscles and bones, taking elixirs, accumulating power, cultivating to the realm of stored power, with a strength exceeding 600 catties.

  Third Stage of Martial Prowess, strength surpassing a thousand catties, entering the ranks of preparatory cultivators.

  The fourth heavy internal breath, the cultivation method is decided, and the body begins to produce gas, also known as internal breath. With the internal breath controlling power, the explosive force is very strong, and all aspects of the body have a significant improvement. Only when reaching this stage can one be considered a true cultivator.

  As for the five realms of Zang Fu, Yong Wu, Ling Hui, Ju Li, and Bian Hua, they are not something that a miscellaneous servant like Zhu San can attain.

  As long as one can cultivate internal energy and is not too old, they will be taken in by the sect as a registered disciple, greatly increasing their status.

  Bi Fan was unwilling to be ordinary, and had always been working hard to train himself. However, his body was really too weak, not even reaching the first level of robustness, so it wasn't strange that he got bullied.

  "Bi Fan, your body is not suitable for cultivation, it's better to give up." This was what the old man said to him before he passed away.

  Ke Beifan has never given up. The old man died almost three years ago, and Beifan's training volume has been increasing continuously, but the effect is minimal.

  "I don't want to be a servant forever, I don't want to be bullied forever, I want to become stronger, I want to be the one on top..." Bi Fan's inner voice screamed out in the moment before he fell unconscious.

  "Lord Zhu, Bi Fan has fallen unconscious and is not far from death. What to do now? Should we throw him into the pit of ten thousand snakes?" A medicine boy stepped forward to check on Bi Fan's condition, saying with a tone of schadenfreude.

  Throwing it into a pit of ten thousand snakes is equivalent to destroying all traces, which would save a lot of trouble.

  Zhu Sanfei waved his hand and those medicine boys quickly lifted Bi Fan up and carried him towards the back mountain.

  Behind Qingyang Mountain, there is a huge cave. The cave is bottomless and has countless venomous snakes inside. People from the Qingyang Sect call this place Wan She Ku. Usually, the Qingyang Sect would throw traitors and people from opposing sects into Wan She Ku, which is the most heinous punishment.

  When it comes to Wan She Kui, even people from Qingyang Gate are terrified.

  Ten Thousand Snake Cave, with an entrance about 100 meters in diameter, and a strong fishy smell can be detected from far away.

  Just smelling the smell makes people dizzy and dazzling, the number of venomous snakes in the snake den is numerous and poisonous, as can be seen in general.

  Those medicine boys didn't dare to get too close to the cave of ten thousand snakes, they chose two strongest ones, threw Bi Fan into the cave of ten thousand snakes, and then left with laughter.