Free and Easy Wandering 1-5

Chapter 1 The Servants

"Beat him! Beat him hard! I'll take responsibility if he dies!"

In the back mountains of the Lingyun Sect, a group of boys dressed as servants were beating another boy,
while a bruised and battered boy nearby roared in exasperation.

"Beat him! Beat him to death! Kill this bastard!"

The boy, watching the servant being beaten, clutched his split lip, blood streaming down
his hand .

The boy being beaten was none other than Wang Zhan, the renowned genius of the entire Lingyun Sect. Half a year ago,
Wang Zhan was the top outer disciple of the Lingyun Sect, but six months later, this top disciple had
become a tool for the servants to beat at will.

The reason was simple: this so-called top outer disciple couldn't absorb spiritual energy! Or rather, he
couldn't cultivate at all!

When the elders of the Lingyun Sect discovered him, he was brimming with spiritual energy and possessed exceptional talent, a cultivation prodigy rarely seen in a
century , born with a natural talent that most people could never surpass. It was precisely this
talent that led the elders to recruit him into the Lingyun Sect, bestowing upon him all the privileges and nurturing him with utmost care. But who would have thought that
a year later, this genius disciple couldn't even absorb spiritual energy!

This enraged the elders, who demoted Wang Zhan to a menial disciple, bearing
the title of the Lingyun Sect's number one good-for-nothing!

A normal person in his position would probably have already found a secluded place to commit suicide.

But Wang Zhan didn't; instead, he willingly became a menial disciple. Being a menial disciple

was one thing, but he remained as arrogant and reckless as ever, showing no
regard for !

And now, he had even injured Xu Feng, the nephew of Steward Xu!

The boy hiding outside, covering his mouth, was Xu Feng! He

was the undisputed tyrant of the entire Lingyun Sect's miscellaneous disciple peak!

Because of Steward Xu, no one dared to provoke him!

But Wang Zhan was different. This guy seemed to lack common sense; he didn't care who you were or what your background was
. Once he made up his mind to fight, it was a fight to the death.

In the six months since he was demoted to a miscellaneous disciple, there was a small fight almost every three days and a big fight every five days
. He had practically wiped out all the disciples on the miscellaneous disciple peak .

Strangely enough, although this guy couldn't absorb spiritual energy, his strength was extraordinary. It was
as if a wild beast was trapped inside him. Normally, three or five miscellaneous disciples might not be a match for him.

Unfortunately for him, Xu Feng wasn't an ordinary disciple; he was Steward Xu's nephew. With a single call, at least twenty or thirty
miscellaneous disciples rushed over.

These disciples, each wielding a stick, surrounded Wang Zhan in the back mountain of the Lingyun Sect.

Xu Feng had assumed that with so many of them, Wang Zhan would be terrified, but unexpectedly
, before Xu Feng could even utter a few words, the madman pounced on him, pinning him to the
ground and beating him mercilessly until Xu Feng was almost unrecognizable.

After finally being pulled away, Xu Feng, enraged, ordered his men to beat him to death.

The group, their eyes bloodshot, mercilessly pounded Wang Zhan's frail body with their clubs, striking his head,
arms, legs… After four or five hundred blows, the menial disciples finally stopped.

But by then, Wang Zhan was practically dead.

His body was covered in blood, his face buried in the ground, his chest not even rising or falling.

Seeing Wang Zhan lying on the cliff edge, the menial disciples were momentarily stunned, unconsciously taking several steps
back , leaving a large gap around Wang Zhan.

"No... he's not dead, is he?"

Several of the servants trembled as they dropped their sticks, their faces filled with terror as they stared at Wang Zhan's corpse.

Although Wang Zhan had been demoted to a servant disciple and was no longer a high-ranking outer disciple, he was still a member
of the Lingyun . His sudden, inexplicable death would be a serious matter for everyone present.

"What are you afraid of?"

Just as these disciples were retreating, Xu Feng approached from the other side.

Reaching Wang Zhan's body, Xu Feng kicked him hard.

"If you don't tell, and I don't tell, who will know it was us? Besides, he's just a piece of trash,
what's there to be afraid of? He can just disappear!"

Xu Feng said, turning back to stare at the crowd. "I'm telling you, anyone who dares to tell anyone about what happened today,
don't blame me for turning on you! I'll throw his body down the back mountain later! Nobody will know!"

Xu Feng was
halfway were trembling and backing away, dropping their sticks.

"Ghost...ghost!"

Everyone's eyes were unfocused, their lips trembling.

"What's wrong with you all?"

Xu Feng frowned deeply.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned around!

In his line of sight, a blood-soaked youth stared at him with eyes like copper bells, like a war god
!

Even from several meters away, Xu Feng could clearly smell the blood on him!

Especially his eyes, cold and vicious, like a demon rising from hell,
a beast , glaring fiercely at Xu Feng.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Xu Feng was terrified, taking several steps back, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Die..."

Wang Zhan's lips parted slightly, his breath mixed with blood evaporating in the air.

"I'll take you down with me!"

Wang Zhan staggered forward a few steps, then suddenly pounced,
knocking the trembling Xu Feng to the ground.

This was the experience Wang Zhan had gained from countless battles, big and small, since being demoted from an outer disciple to a menial disciple.
Although he lacked spiritual power and couldn't fight like a martial artist, he possessed a powerful body, his body honed day and night
with iron bones and muscles. As long as he could grab the leader in a brawl and beat him mercilessly, even if he died, it would be worth it!

It was with this thought that Wang Zhan was known as a hothead among the menial disciples.

If you don't provoke him, he's fine, but if you do, he'll fight you to the death. Many of the menial disciples were
intimidated by Wang Zhan's reckless aura.

However, no matter how powerful Wang Zhan was, one person couldn't defeat a hundred people. With a group of people swarming him, Wang Zhan could only
take the beating.

Unfortunately, Xu Feng was caught off guard and missed his target.

After knocking Xu Feng down, Wang Zhan's fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed down on Xu Feng's face.

Every punch was delivered with full force, every punch was filled with momentum.

Every punch landed with flesh, every punch generated wind.

In just a few blows, Xu Feng's nose was crooked, his eyes were bloodshot, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he coughed up mouthfuls
of blood.

"Quick, pull him away! He's going to kill someone!"

Many of the menial disciples reacted quickly, and four of them rushed over, grabbed Wang Zhan's
arms, and pulled him away from Xu Feng.

At this moment, Wang Zhan was like a mad dog. Although his hands were restrained, he still lunged forward with all his might
, and with a tearing sound, he ripped off one of Xu Feng's ears!

At this moment, everyone present felt a chill, especially the several handymen disciples,
who looked at Wang Zhan with fear.

A mad dog... an absolute mad dog!

This guy is crazy, he fights to the death!

At this time, Xu Feng was also helped up from the ground. His eyes were bloodshot and red
as he looked at Wang Zhan, who was being held down.

"You die!!!"

With a roar, Xu Feng kicked Wang Zhan hard in the chest.

Wang Zhan fell backward from the force, a sense of powerless falling instantly enveloping him, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears.

"Am I... going to die? Mom... sister!"

Wang Zhan's dazed eyes closed heavily as he fell.

In the brief moment of blurred vision, a cracking sound, like a tree trunk splitting, echoed in Wang Zhan's mind...

Chapter Two: A Blessing or a Curse

"Brother, brother, are you going to the Lingyun Sect?"

"Brother, brother, are you going to become a martial artist?"

"Mother, don't worry, your son will definitely make something of himself, so that our Wang family will never be bullied again,
and never have to live in fear again! Wait for me... wait for me..."

In his dazed state, Wang Zhan felt a familiar voice calling to him, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes loud, sometimes soft.

The next second, Wang Zhan opened his eyes.

Before him was a canyon, dark and full of rocks.

Wang Zhan's gaze moved up and down, from the stars in the sky to the rocks on the ground, finally settling
on .

"I... I wasn't dead? How did I get here?"

Wang Zhan recalled that he seemed to have fallen from the back mountain of the Lingyun Sect.

Could this be the canyon behind the Lingyun Sect?

Why is it all rocks? Not even a blade of grass?

Confused, Wang Zhan suddenly realized that all his injuries seemed to have healed!

More importantly, he clearly felt a surge of abundant energy within him, like
a warm current flowing through his meridians.

Wang Zhan subconsciously examined his internal organs, and then he froze.

The warm current within his body was none other than spiritual energy!

Genuine spiritual energy! Abundant spiritual energy filling his meridians!

I have spiritual energy! I can cultivate!

Wang Zhan stood there stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but shout with joy.

No one could understand his feelings at that moment, and no one needed spiritual energy more than him. In that instant,
Wang Zhan felt as if the heavens had opened his eyes, finally giving him a chance to stand up after countless acts of oppression and humiliation
!

Wang Zhan was ecstatic, weeping with joy.

After his shouts, Wang Zhan calmed his mind and began to focus on the abnormality within his body.

What impressed him most was the tiny green sprout before he lost consciousness,
like !

As his consciousness entered, Wang Zhan discovered that he actually had two Qi Seas!

One of them was entirely green, and the spiritual energy throughout his body
flowed from this Qi Sea.

The other Qi Sea, however, was pitch black, like a black hole, devouring Wang Zhan's approaching consciousness
.

There were two! He actually had two Qi Seas!

At this moment, Wang Zhan almost cried out in surprise again.

You must know that Qi Seas are the foundation of cultivating spiritual energy. As soon as an ordinary person begins to come into contact with spiritual energy,
a Qi Sea will form in their body, some large and some small.

Large ones are suitable for cultivation, while small ones, or none at all, are congenitally unable to cultivate.

Wang Zhan was demoted to a menial disciple by the elder in a fit of anger because he couldn't condense a Qi Sea in his dantian and therefore couldn't
cultivate.

But unexpectedly, it wasn't that he couldn't cultivate, but that he had two Qi Seas!

The spiritual energy absorbed into his body was divided into two streams to nourish his two Qi Seas, naturally making his cultivation slower than that of an ordinary person.

But it also meant… he was exceptionally talented!

A young genius unlike any seen before in the Lingyun Sect!

Two Qi Seas, the undisputed number one in the outer sect!

In that instant, Wang Zhan regained his confidence, the confidence he had half a year ago when he was called the number one in the outer sect!

After the initial shock, Wang Zhan tried to enter those two Qi Seas.

He couldn't enter the black Qi Sea, but he easily entered the green one
!

The moment he entered, Wang Zhan was completely astonished.

His Qi Sea was different from the Qi Sea described in the book; it wasn't a vast ocean of
spiritual energy, but a tree! A very, very tall tree!

Its trunk was slender, its branches lush, radiating vitality, standing quietly within Wang Zhan's Qi Sea.

Moreover, beneath the tree wasn't spiritual energy, but a vast, boundless oasis, lush with green grass and
fragrant , like a paradise on earth!

This discovery left Wang Zhan completely stunned.

Green...trees...a wood-attribute Qi Sea!

He actually possessed a one-in-a-million Five Elements Qi Sea, the first wood-attribute Qi
Sea in the thousand-year history of the Lingyun Sect!

Wang Zhan felt like he'd won the lottery, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

After a long while, Wang Zhan regained his composure, patting his cheeks to calm himself.

"Calm down, calm down, after hardship comes happiness, don't be arrogant!"

Wang Zhan reassured himself, focusing on
the most basic Qi Refining Technique the elders had given him before entering the Lingyun Sect. He tried circulating his spiritual energy, discovering
significant changes in both his injuries and his Qi Sea during this circulation.

He...he could really cultivate!

From now on, he was a martial artist!

No longer a menial disciple!

Mother, sister, wait, wait for Wang Zhan!

I will make something of myself, I will bring glory to our ancestors, and one day, I will make sure you live a good life!

Wang Zhan silently recited several times in his mind, slowly rising from the ground.

If his estimation was correct, it was the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), and soon it would be the time of rooster's crow.
Wang Zhan looked up and down, then slowly walked towards the front of the canyon.

He was in a valley on the outer perimeter of the Lingyun Sect's back mountain, at least several hundred meters deep, rarely visited by anyone
. Even some elders and outer disciples seldom ventured into this place.

It could be said that as long as Xu Feng and the others did their job properly, no one would know he died here,
no one would know that a menial laborer had fallen into this valley!

However… he was lucky, his life wasn't meant to end there!

Just before death, he had unexpectedly condensed his Qi Sea, and not long after becoming a menial disciple, he
had become a martial artist again.

The title of the number one outer disciple, in the end, still belonged to him!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhan clenched his fist excitedly, his fingernails digging deeply into his flesh.

Xu Feng, wait!

Lingyun Sect, wait!

I, Wang Zhan, am here, and I, Wang Zhan, am here to make you pay!

Chapter Three: The Madman Wang Zhan

As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight rose in the east, the outer sect of the Lingyun Sect
resounded with the sounds of bells and drums.

These were the morning bells used by the Lingyun Sect to awaken its disciples, signifying the
arrival of a new day.

At the very moment the bells rang, the outer sect disciples began to wake one after another.

The vast Lingyun Sect regained its daytime vitality.

Everyone began to stir.

This included the lowest-ranking members of the Lingyun Sect

, the Miscellaneous Service Peak. Of course, the Miscellaneous Service Peak usually had to rise one or two hours earlier than the other peaks.

The reason was simple: the various areas of the Lingyun Sect still needed their Miscellaneous Service Peak to manage.

Wang Zhan's Miscellaneous Service Peak was one of the eight major Miscellaneous Service Peaks.

Early in the morning, many miscellaneous service disciples gathered together, awaiting Manager Xu's assignments.

"Ahem..."

After all the disciples had gathered, Steward Xu coughed heavily, silencing the noisy
crowd.

Steward Xu was a fat man in his forties, with a prominent mustache.

"Everyone, today I have something to tell you all!" Steward

Xu glanced at everyone with a narrowed gaze and said, "
Something happened on our Miscellaneous Service Peak last night. Disciple Wang Zhan went missing. After investigation, it was discovered that he couldn't withstand the pressure and
committed suicide by jumping off a cliff at the back of the mountain last night!"

Steward Xu's gaze swept over everyone, paused for a moment, and then continued, "I hope that none of you will follow his example.
If you have any worries or any difficulties you can't overcome, come and talk to me. I'll listen if I can and help if I can. After all, we
're all friends! As for the area that Wang Zhan cleaned, you can temporarily assign it to others! Also
..."

Steward Xu's gaze fell on Xu Feng at the front of the crowd.

At this moment, Xu Feng was not only bruised and swollen, but his head was also wrapped in gauze, and he was missing an ear. He
looked extremely unsightly.

Clearly, Wang Zhan's heavy punch had taken its toll on him; it was a miracle he could even get out of bed!

"Xu Feng, I see your injuries are quite severe. Don't bother with cleaning for the next few months; let someone else handle it
!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Manager Xu say this, Xu Feng nodded. The others cursed under their breath, but on the surface,
they had to smile obsequiously.

After all, this was a relative; they couldn't afford to offend him!

But not long after Manager Xu finished speaking, the crowd at the edge suddenly became restless.

Many people started discussing and pointing, creating complete chaos.

"What's wrong?"

Manager Xu frowned, raising his voice several decibels, adopting the air of a supervisor, and
arrogantly pointed at the group of people, saying, "Don't make a scene, have you no manners? What are you doing?"

"Wang Zhan... Wang Zhan is here!"

Manager Xu had just finished speaking when a shout suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Then, the crowd parted to the left and right, making way for Wang Zhan who was walking towards them.

Upon hearing the name Wang Zhan, the faces of the several handymen disciples who had participated in the beating changed, and the image of Wang Zhan, covered in blood, tearing off Xu Feng's ear
involuntarily .

As for Xu Feng, his face also changed, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, and he turned to look.

In the crowd, taking advantage of the rising sun over the hilltop, a slender figure, carrying a broom on his shoulder,
swayed leisurely as he walked out of the crowd.

He looked as if a red carpet had been laid out in front of him, and he couldn't be more smug.

"It really is him!"

Facing Wang Zhan's arrogant demeanor, Xu Feng on the other side was filled with terror, his eyes brimming with disbelief.

He had clearly kicked him off the cliff yesterday, from the back mountain of the Lingyun Sect, so high up! How could he...?
Could he still be alive? And without a single wound on his body, it's too bizarre, too unusual!

For a moment, Xu Feng and the other servant disciples who had participated in the beating of Wang Zhan were all filled with
astonishment and doubt.

How did he get here? Is he still alive?

This is unbelievable! Wang Zhan, on the other hand , with a broom slung over his shoulder

, swung his arms and calmly walked out of the crowd.

"Wang Zhan!!!"

Upon seeing Wang Zhan, Xu Feng was initially frightened, but then he remembered his still burning head and couldn't contain his anger. 　　He pointed an angry finger at Wang Zhan. But before he could even utter a curse, Wang Zhan raised an eyebrow and walked directly towards Xu Feng. 　　"Wang Zhan, what do you want to do???" 　　Manager Xu frowned, a bad premonition creeping into his heart. 　　"Stop!" 　　He shouted, ordering Wang Zhan to stop immediately. 　　However, Wang Zhan ignored him and continued walking towards Xu Feng. 　　"Wang Zhan, stop right there!" 　　Seeing that Wang Zhan didn't take his angry shout seriously, Manager Xu was also furious and roared at both sides. 　　"Men, seize Wang Zhan!" 　　He knew about the feud between Wang Zhan and Xu Feng, and knew that this guy was the kind of ruthless person who didn't care about his life. Just from the fact that he tore off Xu Feng's ear without hesitation, it was clear that this guy didn't know the limits when he fought. He was the type who either didn't fight at all, or he would kill you if he did. 　　If they didn't stop him, who knows what would happen. 　　Hearing Manager Xu say this, four handymen disciples ran out from the other side and rushed towards . 　　Wang Zhan glanced at them and saw that they were all the people who had ganged up on him yesterday! 　　Wang Zhan naturally wouldn't be polite to these people! 　　His eyes turned cold, and as these people rushed over, he across the four handymen disciples. 　　With a muffled thud, the broom handle struck one of the handyman disciples on the head. The force was so great that the wooden handle snapped, and the disciple was sent flying, crashing heavily into the other disciples, rolling several times on the ground like a broken sandbag. 　　The handyman disciple who was first struck on the head by the broom handle was dead in the blink of an eye; a clear dent was visible , a round wooden mark clearly visible. 　　"Hiss..." 　　Everyone present gasped, feeling a chill run down their spines as they looked at the corpse. 　　Ruthless! Too ruthless! 　　He actually killed him outright! 　　Lawless, outrageous! 　　The crowd was at a loss for words to describe Wang Zhan. 　　A madman... a madman, an absolute madman! 　　"Wang Zhan, you dare to kill someone!!!" 　　Manager Xu on the other side was also stunned for a moment, then reacted. 　　He killed him! He really killed him! 　　Just like that, casually! 　　Has he gone mad?

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