"Dad, mom, no...don't!"

Thud!

Qin Feng fell off the bed, lazily opened his eyes, and couldn't help but let a bitter smile creep on his lips. "How many times has this happened now? Heh."

Ever since the tragedy befell his parents, he has been distressed by nightmares every night, envisioning his parents dying tragically right before his eyes.

"I despise it!"

"Master, are you alright?" The servant girl Qingqing was startled upon seeing Qin Feng lying on the ground and quickly rushed over to help him up.

"I'm fine," Qin Feng responded.

Seeing that Qin Feng was okay, Qingqing let out a sigh of relief and chose not to say anything more. She knew that the young master was a pitiful soul who was certainly mourning alone because of his parents’ death yet again.

"Qingqing, help me meet Grandfather," Qin Feng requested.

"But Master, it's not even dawn yet. Why would you want to see the family head so early?" Qingqing inquired.

"Help me go."

"..."

"Grandfather, help me one more time, please," Qin Feng pleaded on his knees in front of an elder with snow-white hair.

The elder was dressed in a green robe, had a sturdy figure, and wielded an aura of authority even without showing anger. However, a faint worry was revealed between his eyebrows. He softly urged, "Ah, Feng'er, the ground is cold, get up first."

"Grandfather, I want to enter the secret realm. I want to become stronger. I want to avenge my parents!" Qin Feng exclaimed in agony.

He had had enough. The child of a concubine, the good-for-nothing, the parasite of the Qin Family; these "titles" were like massive mountains, suffocating him.

"Maple, I indeed have a token left by your father that could grant you access to the secret realm," she said, "but for you, it would be a matter of nine deaths for one survival. I can't let Tian be the end of our lineage!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's eyes slightly dimmed.

Qin Tian, the Qin Family's genius, had broken through the tenfold refinement of blood at the age of just nine and was the strongest prodigy of the entire Tianfeng City. Regrettably, the son wasn't as competent as his father.

Qin Feng, a complete failure. At the age of fifteen, he still couldn't sense the spirit energy, couldn't guide the spirit, not to mention cultivation.

Growing up under his father's reputation, Qin Feng received a treatment beyond that of ordinary people, but he also experienced heartaches that ordinary people could never understand. His father's brilliance sharply contrasted with his incompetence, prompting many to gossip behind his back.

Until once, his parents were ambushed while searching for herbs to improve his physique. Despite their fierce resistance, they were outnumbered and died under the enemy's subtle attack.

The news of the tragic death of his parents returned to the Qin family, making his usually decisive grandfather seem a decade older. While many mourned, an equal number rejoiced.

Qin Tian's fall signified their rise. In recent years, Qin Tian had been too dominant, not only being extremely powerful but also unanimously elected as the next head of the family, stifling his peers.

Now that he was dead, those once suppressed by Qin Tian felt a sense of freedom and relief.

Those originally suppressed by Qin Tian vented their anger unrestrainedly on Qin Feng.

If it weren't for the support of his grandfather, the head of the family, Qin Feng might have been torn apart by wild horses long ago.

Even so, he suffered ostracisation within the family.

Even some of his relatives in the family began to distance themselves from him. In their eyes, Qin Feng, who no longer had Qin Tian as his backer, was nothing more than a weakling.

In this world where the strong are revered, he had no value.

Remembering the countless humiliations he had experienced in the past, and his parents' deeply rooted hatred, an unyielding determination began to take hold in Qin Feng's eyes, mixed with a fiery refusal to admit defeat.

He turned to his grandfather and said, "No one in the Qin family is useless. If I am unfortunate enough to die in the secret realm, then that is my fate. I will have no complaints or regrets, and father should not be shamed because of me."

Looking into Qin Feng’s determined eyes, the old man shook his head with a wry smile, "Have you really thought this through?"

"I have," replied Qin Feng.

With a deep sigh, the old man took out a light blue token from his chest, carved with crude and complex inscriptions.

"Is this the token for the secret realm?"

Qin Feng looked at the token in his grandfather’s hands, no larger than a baby's palm, his eyes gleaming with a touch of madness. He was going to enter the secret realm, change his destiny, become a martial artist, and make anyone who ever looked down on him regret their actions...

On the next day, in the early morning.

"It's said this time in the secret realm there's a blood ginseng that's a hundred years old. If I can get it, I'm certain I could break through to the Qi Condensation stage," a young man from the Qin family said excitedly.

"You? Don’t make me laugh, I think you're more likely to end up as monster food," another voice said. The crowd turned to look, only to see a young man in a white robe leisurely walking over and accompanied by a group of youths.

Recognizing the newcomers, the youths from the Qin family quickly kept quiet. These people were from the Bai family, one of the four great clans of Tianfeng City. The one leading them was the Bai family's eldest son, Bai Sen.

"Hey, look who that is, it's Qin Feng! It's the No.1 good-for-nothing from Tianfeng - Qin Feng!"

Someone viciously yelled out. Everyone turned towards the direction of the Qin family to see a slim and slightly shabby-looking young man slowly walking over - it was Qin Feng, known to everyone as a complete waste.

Seeing the crowd’s glares, the Qin family members stealthily distanced themselves from Qin Feng. They appeared to be unwilling to stand with someone as useless as him, afraid that they would attract others’ mocking gaze. Those from the Qin family quietly moved aside, leaving Qin Feng isolated.

Although referred to as a good-for-nothing, Qin Feng's arrival had become the entire stage's focus, prompting quite a commotion as various discussions arose.

Many directly ridiculed him to his face without any fear of being overheard. Someone commented, "Does he intend to enter the secret realm? Is this worthless guy seeking death?"

"Haha, I think he's gone mad. Who doesn't know that Young Master Qin cannot cultivate? I guess he's off to do good deeds," another person sneered heavily emphasising the 'Young Master Qin'.

"What good deeds can he do?" Someone queried.

"Feeding the mythical beasts, hahaha..."

"Haha, that is indeed a good deed. After this worthless guy feeds the mythical beasts, we'll be safe. I didn't expect the Qin family to produce such a big benefactor. It is indeed a blessing for the disciples of the major families."

A burst of laughter resonated once more. Hearing these words, Qin Feng clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. The piercing pain was felt yet he behaved as if ignorant, his eyes only fixated on the soon-to-open entrance to the secret realm.

"Brother Feng!" A voice as pleasing as a oriole in the valley reached his ears.

Upon hearing this voice, a smile involuntarily appeared on Qin Feng's face. He thought that this childhood playmate of his, Miss Luo Shuiyi from the Luo family, was probably the only person left who dared to get so close to him.

The Luo family was also one of the four major families in Tianfeng City. Luo Shuiyi, being just fourteen years old, had already broken through the seventh heaven of Body Tempering. Her talent was even stronger than Qin Feng's father.

Furthermore, she was one of the renowned beauties in Tianfeng City, secretly admired as a goddess by countless young masters.

Yet, this 'goddess' showed favoritism towards Qin Feng alone, this fact made many young masters from big families grit their teeth in bitterness towards Qin Feng.

"Brother Feng, you're here as well," Luo Shuiyi said, a hint of surprise mixed with joy upon seeing Qin Feng. She asked attentively, "Do you have the token? If not, I can give you mine. After all, I am still young, I can enter next time."

Luo Shuiyi knew how much Qin Feng needed to enter the secret realm and become a real cultivator. She would rather offer her precious token as a gift and give up a great opportunity for herself.

Qin Feng shook his head, deeply moved. Luo Shuiyi had high qualifications, but if she didn't enter the secret realm on this occasion, she would fall behind her peers in a few years, regardless of how good her qualifications were.

She was willing to give up such a significant opportunity just for him. Qin Feng thought to himself: If Xiao Yi could care so much about me, I, Qin Feng, would risk my life to ensure that she does not suffer the slightest harm.

"I appreciate it, Xiao Yi. Don't worry about me. Do you see, what is this?" he said to Luo Shuiyi.

With that, Qin Feng pulled out the token he had received from his grandfather.

The moment the token appeared, someone in the Qin family group exclaimed in surprise, "How did Qin Feng get the token for the secret realm? Did the head of the family give it to him?"

"It must have been given by the family head! Otherwise, with Qin Feng's capacity, how could he have obtained the token?"

Among the Qin family members, a glimmer of jealousy flashed in Qin Huai's eyes, Qin Feng's cousin. His token was obtained only after his father paid a great price. Yet, Qin Feng effortlessly retrieved the token from the family patriarch.

This upset Qin Huai, who felt that his grandfather was favoring this good-for-nothing.

Qin Hong, Qin Huai's father, was the closest to him and naturally noticed the change in his son's eyes.

He immediately wanted to comfort his son.

"Qin Feng, you might as well give up the token. It's useless in your hands," said Qin Hong, Qin Feng's uncle.

"Uncle, this token is my only chance. I won't give it to anyone," responded Qin Feng.

Qin Hong frowned, Qin Feng, a good-for-nothing dared to defy him. This slightly injured his pride. He angrily said, "Holding this token is of no use to you, entering is just seeking death. Hand it over so that another Qin family elite can enter the secret realm."

Qin Feng sneered, "Elite? Are you talking about your son, Uncle? You're trying to grab my token for your son, how mighty of you, Uncle!"

Qin Hong had two sons, both of them of age to enter the secret realm for cultivation. However, due to limited resources, getting more tokens for the secret realm was impossible. Therefore, only Qin Huai could go.

Hearing Qin Feng's sarcastic words, Qin Hong was enraged, and with a swift move, he blew Qin Feng away.

Just as he was about to step forward and snatch the token, a figure in a green robe blocked Qin Feng's way. It turns out to be Luo Shuiyi.

"Hmm? You little kid from Luo Clan, it's not your place to interfere in Qin Clan's business. Step aside quickly."

"No way, you are an elder, but you're trying to grab something from a youngster. Don't you feel ashamed?" Luo Shuiyi pointed at Qin Hong and said.

"You better not meddle in this, otherwise, it will affect the harmony between our two families."

Qin Hong's face darkened. Getting scolded by a youngster got him feeling somewhat slighted.

Luo Shuiyi remained standing in front of Qin Feng, unmoved, her eyes firmly fixed on Qin Hong.

"Shuiyi, step aside, I can handle my things." Qin Feng stood up and said. No matter how useless he was, he couldn't hide behind a woman.

"But, big brother Feng..." She knew very well that Qin Feng was a man with strong self-esteem. Having him stood behind a woman and be protected was worse than killing him.

Seeing Qin Feng being humiliated, Luo Shuiyi's heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

As Qin Feng faced the Qin family, he appeared calm on the surface, but was bleeding internally. This was family! Without strength, even his flesh and blood relatives would look down on him, and even step on him.

If Qin Feng had kept a glimmer of hope for the people of his family, now it was all shattered. At this moment, he saw the cold reality of the world. Regardless of how close a person is, without absolute strength, they will be subjected to others' humiliation.

If he doesn't want to be stepped on, the only way is to become stronger! Although his aptitude was terrible, if he was lucky enough to enter the secret realm, he might have a chance to become a true martial artist. This was the only chance for him to change his fate, and nobody would take it away!

His face turned extremely gloomy with a touch of despair and resentment, plus a touch of defiance against fate.

He swept his cold gaze over the Qin family members, challenging them, "If not for my father, the Qin clan would have been annihilated long ago. Now that he is gone, do you all feel no shame in persecuting his orphan? Not a single one of you is willing to stand up for me against Qin Hong. Don't you feel any guilt?”

His challenging gaze made the Qin family members uncomfortable, many of them blushed and dared not meet his gaze.

The few clan elders originally wanted to speak to stop him, but they remembered how precious the token was. They thought it would be a waste if Qin Feng, a live-for-nothing, entered the secret realm. An elder sighed, "Qin Feng, I know your heart is full of resentment and disgruntlement. Ah, our Qin Clan is now declining. One more token will nurture one more elite. And our clan will have one more hope for rejuvenation. I hope you understand."

"Fine, I see. All you see me as is a worthless individual who will never amount to anything, hence you all decided to sacrifice me. Very well, since you all are so unkind and do not see me, Qin Feng, as one of your own, from today onwards, I will sever all ties with the Qin Clan. You want the token? Dream on!"

With that, Qin Feng suddenly started sprinting towards the secret realm's passageway, which was still unstable. As he was so close to the portal, no one else had the chance to stop him.

"Feng Brother, don't be reckless, the portal isn't stable yet, you don't know where you will end up."

"Stop right now, you idiot!"

Luo Shuiyi and Qin Hong shouted almost simultaneously.

But it was too late, the portal fully swallowed Qin Feng's feeble body.