Fu meditated throughout the night. With a mythical spirit of the lowest level, there was no doubt that he was absorbing the Tru qi at the slowest speed possible. But as a beggar, he could not be a chooser.

He was also curious about his only skill " rat eyes". It was a known fact that every mythical spirit will give a special ability to its owner.

It was just like the patriarch's skill " eagle eyes" that he could use to see miles away.

The higher the grade of one mythical spirit the more powerful it also was.

During the awakening ceremony, everyone had been asked to report which skill they had obtained. It was not the case for Fu. Knowing the grade of his mythical spirit, no one had high expectations about the skill he had obtained.

Fu tried to activate the skill " rat eyes". The ring around the rat spirit started to spin in reverse while shining a little. He knew that the skill activation was slow thanks to the bad quality of his mythical spirit.

He took that time to read the description of the skill.

Rat's eyes Lv1 (0%)

Description: useful for tracking, identifying objects of value, and finding flaws in any target.

After waiting 15 seconds of waiting, Fu felt his sight change all of a sudden.

His eyes changed color, the left pupil became blue while the right one became red. Apart from the lack of color, Fu could distinguish the shape of everything in the room clearly.

He looked at the wall and the other objects in the room, he could see flaws on their surface, places, and lines where he just needed to strike with the least amount of strength to cause the greatest amount of damage.

15 seconds later, his eyes went back to normal and he regained his ordinary sight.

Fu looked at the game-like interface. Using the skill "Rat eyes" had coated him five energy. He was only left with three energy points.

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It took an eternity, to refill his energy and as soon as it was full, Fu used the skill again.

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The next morning, the dilapidated and remote courtyard where Fu lived received a visitor. It was a man in his late twenties with an expression that announced bad news from far away. Fu did not know his name, but his face appeared familiar enough for Fu to know that he was a member of the Liu Clan.

" come with me. The patriarch is summoning you in the great hall" the man said coldly after arriving unannounced.

Fu felt displeased, as he had been forced out of his state of meditation.

He had barely slept during the night, and he was now feeling somewhat tired from all this exercise.

" it seems like cultivation can not replace a good sleep" Fu mumbled to himself as he stood up.

The man was a mythical expert, after all, so he could hear what Fu said.

" with a mythical spirit like yours, you have no chance to reach achieve anything. Every time you train, some will obtain a hundred times your gain with the same result.

You should just focus on something else.

You can still be considered better compared to this person who never had the chance to awaken in their whole life" The man said with a furrowed brow.

Fu did not feel like, the man was gloating it him. It seemed like it was his way to people. Fu nodded anyway.

To awaken one mythical spirit one needed to resonate with the energy of the world. And it could mostly be done through an altar. There were some legends about people, chosen ones who were born with their mythical spirits already awakened. But they were just that, legends. Most of the time, only rich clans could afford an awakening altar to help their disciple awaken and it required an astronomical amount of money. For every "trash" like Fu, the clan was suffering great loss.

The frown of the man somewhat lessened when he saw how Fu remained calm.

As they walked into the family compound, many people were looking at Fu, wearing looks of mockery, contempt, or pity.

" it is that trash again. I can not believe that he was left in the family for so long" someone said.

" do not make talk about this. He is the son of the third elder after all. What if he denounces you to his father. You will b in trouble"

" what are you saying? His father never cared about him. Now that he is confirmed to be trash, he is less likely to amount to anything in the clan"

" he is not even a member of the clan, to begin with. I hope that he will be expelled. I am tired of breathing the same air as him"

" he is not like Liu Wei the daughter of the patriarch who joined a great sect. Nor like young master Liu Yun. He is a genius who awakened a mythical spirit with Eight rings"

" I heard that his mother was just a lowly prostitute. His low talent is just a matter of fact"

....

Fu could hear the members of the Liu clan saying vicious think about him as he walked.

It made him clench his fist and grit his teeth as he walked.

" it seems like I am still being influenced by the past Fu someway or another. We are too different people. And even though I am thankful to him, enough to want to slap their face someway, I should not lose my could now" thinking to this point, Fu chuckled.

The man before him turned his head just in time to see his reaction and he was shocked. He sighed before increasing his pace, leaving the talking people behind.

The Liu clan was big, housing hundreds of people. Some were members of the Liu family while others were just servants. But thanks to the fortune of the clan, it was not rare to see people from the Liu clan whether they had the Liu surname or not being highly arrogant and thinking of themselves above every other people.

" in the end, the Liu clan is just a tinny drop of water in the vast sea" the man sighed one last time when they reached a building.

" enter, but remember, do not lose your cool. You are still young. You have all the life in front of you and Mythical arts are not the only way to succeed in this world" the man left this last world before signaling Fu to go through the doors of the building.