Chapter 1 Shihiao's Arrogance

Shihiao was simply too arrogant. Before Yecang could make any move, a flying kick sent him flying.

With a flash step, Shihiao closed the distance, grabbed Yecang's hair, and landed a knee strike, causing Yecang to stagger. Shihiao then took a slight half-step back.

Bang!

A sweeping right hook sent Yecang into a daze.

Thump! Yecang knelt on the ground, one knee down.

Seeing that it was about time to end Yecang's life, Yecang tremblingly raised his arm and said, "Wait… wait a moment, please wait a moment…"

"What? Do you have last words?" Shihiao looked down at Yecang, full of confidence.

"Yes… yes. Last words, let me say a few words, okay…" Yecang tried to buy some time so that his mind could clear up as soon as possible.

Shihiao sneered, "Heh heh heh… you think you can return to the past or future?"

Just as Shihiao was being arrogant, Yecang seized the opportunity and used the Shenqi (God's Lament) strike.

Bang! The Shenqi fist, from bottom to top, swung a crescent arc of light, hitting squarely on the chin.

Instantly, Shihiao suffered a powerful impact, his neck stretched out like a rubber band, his head shooting into the air.

When he landed, Shihiao's neck could not retract. The giant neck was longer than a tortoise's and a giraffe's.

The twisting, contorted neck looked like a long snake at first glance.

"You motherf**ker! Time traveler! Give me back my neck! Give me back my neck!"

Just then, the ring on Yecang's hand emitted a fiery golden light, shining on Shihiao.

Immediately, Shihiao's neck was healed by the golden flames, and his neck returned to normal.

Shihiao touched his neck and said, "Since you healed my neck, I, Shihiao, can't be stingy."

With that, Shihiao waved his hand, and a space-time tunnel appeared. "Just think of the place you want to go, and you can reach it."

Yecang was dumbfounded… "What? I have to think about where to go? When I came, Sister Tai Yao didn't tell me where I needed to go…"

Shihiao was speechless… "…"

In an awkward moment, the ring on Yecang's hand once again emitted a golden light, seemingly guiding Yecang in the direction he should go.

Yecang understood and stepped into the space-time tunnel.

Suddenly, Yecang stopped. "You're called Shihiao, right?"

"That's right, I am Shihiao. What's on your mind?"

"After I kill the fake Star King, I want to fight you again!"

Shihiao laughed loudly. "Good! No problem! I, Shihiao, will be waiting for you at any time!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, burying the hatchet.

Entering the space-time tunnel, there was another series of ups and downs, almost making Yecang vomit.

After a dizzying spell, Yecang finally couldn't resist the dizziness and passed out.

When he woke up again, Yecang was lying in a very simple, dilapidated thatched house.

"You're awake, friend…"

In the dim and simple dilapidated thatched house, it took a long time for Yecang's eyes to adjust before he could see the man's appearance clearly.

The man was tall and sturdy, looking very mighty. Although he looked mighty, the three parts of refinement in his bones made it easy to see the kindness in his heart.

"My name is Yecang. May I ask, friend, where is this, and what is your name?"

The man replied, "My name is Luo Xinghe. This is my home. Although it's a bit simple, it's good enough to shelter me from the wind and rain."

"Judging from your accent, friend, you don't sound like a local."

"Oh… right, I'm a stranger. I'm a traveling hiker, but I didn't expect to have an accident on the road. I don't know what happened, but I fainted." The usually calm and magnanimous Yecang felt his heart pounding as he lied.

"Brother Ye, I'm cooking in the yard. How about we go outside and have something to eat?"

Walking into the courtyard, Luo Xinghe had already scooped a bowl of thin porridge and handed it to Yecang.

Only after Yecang took the bowl did he realize that it was as tattered as his thatched house.

Rather than a bowl, it was more like half a broken bowl.

The thin porridge was even more outrageous. It wasn't thin porridge at all; it was simply clear soup and water.

Seeing that Yecang was reluctant to eat, Luo Xinghe quickly explained, "Brother Ye, you don't know."

"When I was six years old, this country had already been plagued by war for decades, and the warlords had been fighting year after year."

"I, Luo Xinghe, was unlucky. When I was fleeing with my mother, I picked up a cake on the road. Originally, I wanted to share it with my mother."

"But as a result… my mother said that things picked up from the ground couldn't be eaten. But as soon as she turned around… she devoured it all by herself."

"During the escape, because I wanted to catch a mouse for stewed meat soup, I accidentally broke the pot for cooking porridge, and my heartless mother sold me to a family."

"Originally… I thought that no matter how bad it was, I could at least get a full meal. But who would have thought… this family was actually a butcher for the local warlords."

"The butcher specialized in buying and selling us children at low prices, and then killing us and chopping us into meat filling to provide warmth for the warlord's soldiers."

At this point, Yecang felt a little depressed, so he interrupted Luo Xinghe and asked, "Brother Luo, even if there's fighting between warlords, isn't there still grain?"

Luo Xinghe explained, "Brother Ye, you don't know, the warlords have been fighting for decades, and there's very little land for growing grain. But the war still has to be fought, and territory still has to be seized."

"People like me who have no one to rely on are already lucky to survive in this chaotic world. Now, there are two major warlord forces that can truly unify the world."

"There have been fewer wars in recent years, so I'm fortunate enough to eat a bowl of thin porridge."

After listening to Luo Xinghe's story, Yecang couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Having said that, Yecang picked up the broken bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "Hmm… Brother Luo, this porridge is so fragrant. Is there any more? Please give me another bowl."

Although Luo Xinghe's porridge was bland, it was recognized by Yecang, and he was very happy.

"Yes… there's more. Brother Ye, I'll scoop some for you right away."