Devil's Gate City, Jiang Family's Firewood Shed.
"Hiss... It hurts, where am I?"
A youngster, face pale and body full of bloodstains, weakly woke up in a corner of the firewood shed.
Jiang Yi opened his eyes to the sight of piles of firewood, its decaying and rotting smell nauseating to the point of gagging, leading to a complete freeze on his part.
"What the hell is going on?"
Jiang Yi was flabbergasted.
He held his mouth open in dumbfounded shock, unable to process the situation.
"What happened exactly?"
"Did I cross over to another dimension?"
"All I did was jerk off once, wasted billions of potential offspring, is it really necessary to punish me?"
Examining his swollen body clad in coarse hemp clothing, coupled with coarse hands and feet like aged trees, it was unmistakably not his own body.
Everything felt strange and unfamiliar.
This only confirmed one thing - he did indeed cross dimensions!
Jiang Yi was just a loser on Earth.
And the life of a loser is oftentimes bitter and hard.
Novels, anime, games, he often has deep interactions with his inflatable wife...
However, not too long ago, after a full day and night of gaming, he decided to 'perk himself up'.
"Fire a cannon, perk up!"
Under the impassioned demonstration of teacher Poto and teacher Cang, Jiang Loser wilted.
However, he exerted too much force, and a certain liquid landed all on his computer mainframe. He didn't even have time to pull up his pants as he hastily cleaned up.
Snap.
A spark flashed in his hand, Jiang Yi's brain crashed abruptly, his eyes rolled white, and he lost consciousness.
Everything that happened afterward, he had no knowledge. By the time he woke up, he was already here.
In an unfamiliar world!
"What the hell is going on?"
Jiang Yi was frustrated, really frustrated. The feeling was no less than finding a girl after a half year's patience, right as things were getting serious, the girl suddenly announces her menstrual period, oral ulcer, and her hemorrhoid flare up.
However, when he saw the memories in his head, he could only laugh.
That's when he realized, his current frustration was nothing. There were even bitter things to come.
The identity of this body was the illegitimate son of the Jiang family head from the Devils' Gate City.
The most distressing part was, he was a complete waste with a damaged Dantian since birth.
On the Xuanwu Continent, where martial arts is held in highest regard, only those possessing strength are able to control their own destiny. The dantian, the core of cultivation, holds this basis.
Being an illegitimate child, having no status, and with a ruined dantian...
It's safe to say, his survival up to this point hasn't been an easy feat.
His father is Jiang Zhaolong, the Patriarch of the Jiang family. His mother, being just a maid in the Jiang family, was swept up in a night of drunken passion with Jiang Zhaolong. It's fair to say Jiang Yi was an unwitting product of circumstances.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhaolong didn't abandon them completely, allowing the mother and son to scrape by, albeit barely.
However, everything took a turn for the worse a month ago, when his mother passed away from illness. The life of fifteen-year-old Jiang Yi plummeted, with almost daily beatings.
Just yesterday, he was sent flying by a kick from the Warrior Fourth Class, Jiang Shaozhe.
Severe injuries!
Not before long, he died in the firewood shed.
However, Jiang Yi from Earth reincarnated into this body.
With great difficulty, Jiang Yi sat up and looked at the bruised and bloodied tracks along his arms, managing to force out a wry smile.
"Damn it, it's as if the heavens are trying to kill me. In this kind of world, where I can't cultivate, how am I supposed to survive?"
He'd once fantasised about travelling to another world, becoming a wealthy and carefree young master...even becoming an average citizen would do.
But who could ever have thought, the reality after such a journey, would be so bitterly harsh.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps drifted over from outside the door.
"Take the trash inside out to the back mountain and bury it, so it doesn't rot here and disgust people."
Creak.
The door to the firewood storage opens as three people walk in. The fat man in the lead pauses in disbelief as he catches sight of Jiang Yi.
"He's not dead?"
Fan Tong is the chief steward of the Jiang Family kitchen; behind his back, people often relate to him as the "rice bucket".
Upon discovering that Jiang Yi is actually alive, his eyes harden, exuding a chilling aura. He huffs in irritation, "You indeed have a big life. Little Zhe's kick didn't actually kill you."
"Head steward, what now…?”
The two servants query cautiously.
The "rice bucket" with his large belly struts over and kicks Jiang Yi, snorting,
"Humph, trash. If you’re not dead, get out and work."
Jiang Yi, already covered in injuries, trembles in pain from the kick but doesn't dare retaliate.
He is perceived as a good-for-nothing, while the "rice bucket" is a third-grade warrior, thus any retaliation would only hasten his own death.
"Yes, Head Steward."
Despite the pain, Jiang Yi slowly gets up and heads outside.
"All to survive, I've tolerated. Don't let me turn the tables, or I’ll make sure you die!"
In the Jiang family's spacious backyard kitchen, it was bustling with activity. Over a dozen chefs were busily preparing for dinner, while the servants and maids were slaughtering chickens and fish, serving as sous chefs.
Futong glared at Jiang Yi, suddenly bursting out with a sinister laugh.
"Go. Slaughter the chicken and fish. If you can't finish in an hour, you'll have to eat shit in the toilet tonight.”
Jiang Yi looked at the not less than thirty chickens and fish, feeling extremely angry.
To slaughter so many chickens and fish, even those specialized in it found it difficult. Is it possible to finish one every two minutes on average?
Even if he was enraged, he had to bear with it.
Such a powerless illegitimate child like him, even if he got killed, no one would bat an eye.
Fortunately, this body used to do this kind of work frequently, so it wasn't too unfamiliar.
Jiang Yi skillfully dragged out a hen, tied its legs and wings, grasped its neck, and swiftly slit its throat with a short knife.
Immediately, its windpipe was severed, and the chicken's blood gurgled out.
Feeling its life fading away, the hen struggled hard. Unfortunately, the more it struggled, the faster the blood flowed out. Gradually losing strength, the chicken bled to death.
Just as he was about to continue plucking the feathers, a mechanical-like cold voice suddenly rang in his mind:
"Ding!"
...
Jiang Yi's hand paused abruptly. He looked around and muttered to himself in a low voice, "What's that sound?"
Fatso widened his eyes and scolded, "You useless piece of trash, stop talking and get to work!"
Jiang Yi forcefully suppressed his anger, feeling puzzled, "Did I hear wrong just now? That voice, it's so familiar..."
Just at this moment, a boundless tide of information surged into his mind.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations player Jiang Yi on activating the God Slayer System, would you like to check your character attributes?"
"Congratulations player Jiang Yi on slaying a chick and gaining 3 experience points and 0 Xuan Power....."
"Congratulations player Jiang Yi......"
…
"What the hell, what the freaking hell is happening?"
A cold mechanical synthesized voice echoed in Jiang Yi's mind, it stunned him, dumbfounded he nodded, and said to himself, "Check."
In an instant, his character attributes were displayed.
Player: Jiang Yi;
Rank: 0th order;
In the Xuanwu Continent, the realms are divided into: warrior, martial artist, great martial artist, martial ancestor, martial spirit, martial king, martial monarch, martial venerable, martial emperor, martial holy, martial emperor, each level is divided into nine ranks
Experience: 3/100;
Xuan Power value: 0 points;
Martial Skills: None;
Divine Abilities: None;
Charm Value: None;
Luck Value: None;
……
"Hahaha......"
"It's the system, I've hit the jackpot. I'm going to be rich, hahaha..."
Out of the blue, Jiang Yi burst into laughter, his heart full of excitement. This sudden act frightened the person eating next to him, thinking that the good-for-nothing before him has been kicked silly by them.