In the eastern Continent, there was an sect know as “The Holy Sect”, the sect was known for their belief of the good and punish the evil. They would even go the extreme of having a special force within the sect, and having a goal of only to find evils. However, there was a deep secret within the sect that only few who know. Those who have status equal to the sect maser are only qualified to know, and they only amount to the number of fingers on one hand.

‘The Holy Sect’ land spanned hundreds of kilometres, the territory within had respectively two kingdoms, they were famously known as water and fire Kingdom in Eastern Continent, however their real names were Fortune Kingdom and Rose Kingdom. The reason why they were known as water and Fire Kingdom was due to their hate for the other, as it was comparable to water and fire. They have been at war each other for the lonest anyone can remember, there were times where even when both sides almost destroyed the other. Yet at times like these, the self-righteous sect that is the true ruler of the land comes and stops the kingdoms, this happened for millenniums. Where near destruction of both kingdoms was not uncommon.

No one knew the goal of ‘The Holy Sect’, not even the nobles and even the royalty. Citizens have a slang that goes by this “If the Lord of this land did not exist, then ‘The Holy sect’ would stop the destruction of the losing kingdom, and not let peace be birthed in their territory…

In a small village that fell into the Rose Kingdom territory, laid a peaceful village of a thousand household. The village was named Copper Village, as it was known for it’s copper mines that were sold across the Wilder Region.

In the Copper Village, majority of the business laid in selling crafts made of copper, this was owed to the copper mines, one could say if the copper mines ran out, it would be disastrous for the village, and many would lose their jobs and become homeless. However of course there were the exceptional villagers, namely those who worked in the clothing, services industry and etc.

In particular, there was a boy who worked in the shadiest Traven of Copper Village named ‘Graceful Horse’. The Traven was known for shady deals and their underground black market that laid beneath, which sold illegal items and any item for a cheap price. People guessed the items that were sold came from suspicions means.

However, no one questioned the bar, not even the Mayor, one could guess the background of the bar was deep. However, everyone did question one thing, why the boy who works in the tavern doesn’t get paid a single jingshi from the old man.

“Hey boy! Bring me a jug of bear” Shouted a buffed man in the Graceful Bar. The man was one of the miners of the Copper Mines, he was one of the most visited customers.

A miner was considered a well-established job, and earned an income more then the average villager, however risks came from being a miner, as accidents happened every so often, cases where people came to their demise and becoming disabled and die even.

“Yes sir” Said the boy. He looked around to be sixteen years old, as you can tell from his childish face, however he was taller then your average villager boy, his height was considered tall even those who are two years older. However, he didn’t look handsome with his height, as he was skinny as hell, with thin arms and a body that fat is hardly seen, if his shirt was taken off, most would imagine bones sticking out.

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He had black hair like most commoners, as black, brown and blond were known for commoner hair in the world. As those who were from the nobility, they had strange hair colours like red, blue, green. Of course, there was also nobles with commoner hair as well.

Commoners knew the reason well, as all nobles were in fact cultivation families. Having strange hair from techniques in the cultivation world in not an uncommon sight, some technique can even change other body parts, like skin, nose and ears. Some cultivation techniques can even change body parts, having claws, odd heights and much more. Who knows their might be a technique to change a man mightiest tool.

Commoners could only dream of becoming a cultivator, waving their hand and calling the wind, while the other hand they can call all the riches they dream of.

“Hey Ling Tang how long are your going to work for that old man, come with me and become a miner, you would become a dragon, let this sissy body of your shine with muscles.” Said Mr. Miner

Ling Tang face twitched, being called a sissy was one of the things he loathed, and as for the part of becoming a miner, he wouldn’t even need a second to decide. Ling Tang knew fully well he would never quite his job, not even if he had to cross lakes of fire, mountains of spikes and even if he has to pass a river of jingsh and not take one jingshi.

As you may ­­­ wondering, Ling Tang why do you work for years and yet not earn one piece of worth of jingshi from the old man, not even after all these seven years of working. Well let Ling Tang tell you something clearly, it had all to do with that stingy old man.

Ling gave the miner a poker face. Those who sat in the bar knew fully well that the poker face meant, it meant someone is getting slapped until he would shit their self to death. “Old customer Sheng, go ask anyone if they don’t want to be in my position, I mean I may not get one worth of jingshi from the old man, but look I have a nice hut. I can also eat three delicious meals a day. Finally, who is in charge of the black-market passage, guess, well I you guessed it’s me, then you are right. The old man may not give me penny worth of jingshi, but he does give me trust that’s worth nine grade jingshi.

Using grade nine jingshi in speech is is a slang all people use, as it’s something even legendary cultivator won’t even get a hand on, not even the legendary dragon won’t have it, so it’s a slang meant to show something that really high and unrealistic.

Miner Sheng looked at if he ate some shit, his face had veins popping up as if he was really looking at delicious shit, poor miner Sheng. Miner Sheng knew well if can’t go in the black market, then he can’t buy things that were ten times cheaper then outside. He would become the poorest miner in town, or even the poorest villager, as everyone uses the black market to buy.

He kept his anger to himself, as he knew the boy could truly do what he said, and make him never see the black market. After a few seconds of difficult decisions, Miner Sheng decided to back down. “Boy Tang I was just joking, look at you, Ling Tang has a body of a recantation of the legendary white dragon, and who has riches that’s even higher then the mayor.” Those who heard in the bar wanted to laugh, but didn’t dare do so, as it would make them in the same potion in Miner Sheng.

With all the boot licking, Ling Tang still had the same poker face, not having any effect of what miner Sheng just said. “You think you can become a dragon from a sheep, in your dreams, all you said is worth less then shit. However, because I am a gentle and kind person I will let it pass, so here a petite amount you have to give, 5 whole pieces of grade one jingshi, no less, however you can give me more if you want.

Miner sheng face twitched, as 5 grade one jingshi was what he made in 5 months. Still he still decided to give in, he placed in his pouch and tossed exactly 5 grade one jingshi.

“Ling Tang come up right now within of five worth of seconds!” All those who heard the grumpy man voice had some chills in their spines. It was known Ling Tang was a savage for jingshi, but the grandpa was even more of a savage, and was a fanatic for every jingshi.”