"Crack! Rumble~"
It was six in the morning, time for Wilderness Ascension.
The passionate sun didn't arrive on schedule; dense clouds hung low, and after a period of lightning and thunder, a torrential rain poured down.
"It's certainly a summer storm—it's far more imposing than the spring rain."
Wan Mingchuan, having had breakfast, squinted up at the massive raindrops falling like arrows and mused, "It's sheer luck that I encountered my master and was taken in to learn his teachings, thus stumbling onto the path of cultivation.
Later, with Brother Long's awakening came the avenging of deep grievances, and Riverfront Village vanished completely amidst repeated changes. Otherwise..."
He imagined the scenario: If his master hadn't taken him in, bringing his injuries back to the village that eats people alive without sparing the bones, what would happen?
Even if avoiding death from sickness or hunger, he would have been reduced to a laborer.
