Refining Oneself Into A Corpse

The fortieth year of the Great Wu Dynasty, in Yuanwu Town.

The cold wind howled, and the leaves gradually turned yellow.

The Chen Manor.

With the cry of a baby, the midwife brought the infant to a tense, obese middle-aged man. The entire Chen Manor was immediately bustling with activity. Red lanterns were hung high, decorations were everywhere, and the maids and servants all wore smiles on their faces as they bustled about in the courtyard.

Why?

Because their master finally had a son.

Their master was a well-known wealthy man in the town and was known for his kind heart.

But unfortunately, he had been unable to find a son for a long time. Finally, after marrying his thirteenth concubine, this concubine finally gave birth to a son for him.

The servants were happy for him, the other concubines were happy for him, and the people in the town were also happy for him. Master Chen immediately announced that he would hold a grand banquet for half a month, which made everyone even happier.

You know, in this year when only a few people could barely make ends meet, this was considered a great act of charity.

Master Chen looked at the little baby in his arms and immediately said the name he had chosen in advance. The child was named Chen Xing, meaning that he would be successful in everything he did, and also expressing his love for the child.

Everyone praised the name upon hearing this.

As the child grew up day by day, Master Chen became more and more doting on Chen Xing.

Chen Xing's seven older sisters did not have this treatment.

This year, Chen Xing was six years old.

Relying on Master Chen's doting on him, everyone on the street called him Young Master Chen.

Chen Xing also became increasingly aware of his family's status in Baishi Town, and his actions became more and more unscrupulous.

His personality was inherently unruly, and coupled with Master Chen's indulgence, Chen Xing became increasingly arrogant, domineering, and selfish.

Usually, whatever he wanted to do, he would do it by any means necessary, and he would always succeed.

Even if these methods caused some families to be ruined, he would not feel the slightest psychological discomfort.

Because in his opinion, the lives of these people were no different from the lives of pigs and dogs in the town.

But with Master Chen's reputation and status in Baishi Town, he could always smooth things over, and most people had no choice but to swallow their anger and not dare to provoke Chen Xing.

When Chen Xing was sixteen years old, he caused too much trouble and aroused public resentment. Master Chen had no choice but to confine him to the manor, but Chen Xing did not repent and secretly slipped out of Baishi Town, and this departure lasted for ten years.

In the beginning, he relied on the money he stole from home to travel around and often frequented brothels, but he never stayed in one place for long.

Gradually, he became accustomed to the unrestrained world outside and no longer wanted to return to what he considered a cage.

One day, the money he had was almost spent. He wondered if he should find a way to get some money. As he was thinking, his legs unconsciously stepped into an inn, and at this time, a storyteller in the inn was telling stories of immortals.

Chen Xing listened with fascination, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

The ability to move mountains and overturn seas made him yearn for it.

From then on, he began his journey to seek immortality and ask about the Dao.

He heard from others that immortals mostly lived in the deep mountains and old forests, so he often went to the deep mountains and old forests.

In the blink of an eye, more than three years passed, and Chen Xing really found a small cultivation sect by chance, but after testing, he had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate, so he was thrown out.

He had been seeking immortality and asking about the Dao for more than three years, how could he give up so easily? He knelt down at the place where he was driven out and begged the immortals to take him in, but how could the aloof immortals pay attention to him, a mortal who could not cultivate?

In the end, Chen Xing left in dismay.

This year, Chen Xing was twenty-nine years old and returned home.

Master Chen was already old. Looking at Chen Xing, who looked like his younger self, he burst into tears and immediately forgave him for leaving home for ten years without any news. That night, the father and son talked all night long, but no one knew the content of their conversation.

But from the time Chen Xing came back, he repented and did good deeds like his father.

The following year, Chen Xing got married, and the next year he had a daughter. Then he took concubines and had more children. It wasn't until Chen Xing was thirty-five years old that he finally had a son.

Soon after, the Chen family was massacred. It is said that no one escaped. The famous Chen philanthropist's family in Yuanwu Town was burned to ashes in a fire.

But what everyone didn't know was that Chen Xing had already taken his young son away quietly before this happened. He didn't tell anyone, and to prevent any leaks, he didn't take much money with him.