Chapter 4 Wind, Cloud, Thunder, Lightning (Part 1)

In the year 8783 of the Kasla Continent Calendar, Lin Xing was seven years old.

On September 21, 8776 of the Kasla Continent Calendar, Lin Xing was born. It had been over seven years since then. Throughout these seven years, Lin Xing had continuously recovered the Nine Yang Divine Art, reaching the late-stage peak of the second layer. His strength now rivaled that of a mid-level Sword Master in this world! Breaking through to the third layer of the divine art was merely a matter of seizing the right moment.

However, Lin Xing was currently suppressing his cultivation, not daring to break through recklessly. Otherwise, relying on his past life's experience and residual soul power, even though there was still some distance from restoring to the level he had before crossing over, after seven years of continuous progress and refined power, he could completely break through his current level to reach the third or even the fourth layer!

But now, it was not possible! Lin Xing looked at his body. At seven years old, because he had started practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art from birth, under the influence of the divine art, his physical development was exceptionally good! He had a tall and slender build, standing about 1.6 meters tall! With delicate features and handsome looks, he was strikingly handsome.

Growing up like this, Lin Xing took no small pride in this. He didn't want to end up looking like his father—hulking and muscular, which, while impressive, wasn't much to look at, at least according to his own standards.

Yet, Lin Xing was currently troubled by his body. Who wouldn't want to possess great power? Especially since he had once been so powerful but was now so weak. To have fallen from a former powerhouse to his current fragile state was a pain that only those who had experienced it could truly understand.

Lin Xing could rely on his past experience and residual soul power to quickly reach the peak he once occupied! However, given his current body, doing so would cause him to explode from within.

His youthful, tender body simply couldn't withstand the rapid increase in power. His meridians were still not wide enough! If his previous meridians were like an ocean, his current ones were like a narrow stream. The Nine Yang Zhen Qi flowed like a small stream, widening the meridians slightly with each cycle.

The strength of his muscles was still not resilient enough. If his power suddenly surged now, not only would his meridians burst from the swelling Zhen Qi, but his body would also explode! Even if he didn't die, he would be crippled for life.

Therefore, Lin Xing could only suppress his power, slowly tempering his body's strength, continuously refining his muscles, meridians, and even every cell. As his power was constantly refined, his physical strength gradually increased, and the meridians within his body were continuously widened! Although his realm was suppressed and unable to break through, his strength continued to grow.

Lin Xing gently sprang down from his bed, concluding a night of cultivation. Even without actively cultivating, the Nine Yang Divine Art would circulate on its own, continuously practicing. However, Lin Xing was still accustomed to meditating and cultivating every night. After all, some habits were hard to change, especially when they weren't bad habits.

After washing up, paying his respects to the family elders, and finishing breakfast, Lin Xing went to the garden to breathe in the fresh morning air. After all, in the world he came from, the development of industrial technology and human civilization came at the cost of environmental destruction. Such fresh air as this was no longer available there.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands covered Lin Xing's eyes, accompanied by a pleasant voice: "Guess who I am?" Lin Xing smiled slightly and pulled the hands away. He said, "Do I even need to guess, my Sister Shi Ya?"

"That's no fun, Brother Lin Xing. Couldn't you pretend not to guess?" Shi Ya pouted, sounding a bit unhappy. Lin Xing could only give an awkward smile. Then, Shi Ya happily said to him, "Brother Lin Xing, where should we go to play today?"

Lin Xing affectionately replied to Shi Ya, "Wherever you'd like to go, I'm with you." He adored this little sister immensely. Since they met at the age of three, their relationship had always been excellent, and Shi Ya almost came to the Prime Minister's estate every day to play with Lin Xing.

"Hmm, let's go to the outskirts. No, that's not fun anymore—it's all mountains and water, and I'm tired of it. Where should we go to play?" Shi Ya tilted her head, wrinkling her nose adorably as she thought. Lin Xing looked at her helplessly. Wasn't it just about going out to play? Did it require so much thought? "Ah, I've got it..." Lin Xing was startled. "Got what?" "Brother Lin Xing, how about we go to the northern part of the city? That little girl we saw last time was so pitiful. Why don't we bring them some more things?"

Lin Xing nodded in agreement. Shi Ya happily grabbed Lin Xing's hand and ran off.

No matter where you are, no matter how prosperous or wealthy a country or region may be, there is always an incongruous presence in every area—the slums. The capital of the Huaxia Empire, Tianjing City, was no exception. The northern part of the city was the location of the slums, though the northern district was quite large, and the slums only occupied a small portion of it.

Over the past few years, Lin Xing and Shi Ya had basically explored all of Tianjing City, and they had visited the slums quite frequently. Despite Shi Ya's usual mischievousness, she had a kind heart, unlike typical nobles who would call the poor and commoners "commoners" with disdain! Looking down on them was normal, and if they felt displeased, killing them outright was also a common occurrence. Some noble youths even took pleasure in killing commoners! Many commoners died every day because of this, but nobles who killed faced no legal consequences. They could simply pay a small fine to clear their names or even face no punishment at all. Why? Because they were nobles, and you were a worthless commoner! In the eyes of these nobles, commoners were like livestock, to be killed at will.

The first time Lin Xing and Shi Ya went to the slums, what greeted their eyes were rows upon rows of tents—nothing like the luxury of noble homes, not even proper houses, just temporary shelters. Filth was everywhere. Dirty streets, people in tattered rags either leaning against their makeshift homes or walking along the roads. When they saw Lin Xing and his group approaching, they stared with lifeless eyes, their faces devoid of any emotion.

Seeing their expressions, Lin Xing felt a pang in his heart. What kind of eyes were these? Lifeless and hollow, utterly devoid of light. What kind of person would have such an expression? It was the look of someone who had completely lost hope in life and themselves! Lin Xing's heart ached. What could make them so utterly hopeless about themselves and their lives? At that moment, an idea began to sprout in Lin Xing's mind.

Shi Ya was so frightened by their appearance that she was scared to tears. Walking among these seemingly lifeless people, even Lin Xing was nearly scared, let alone this little girl. Fortunately, some of the children were still normal. When they saw Lin Xing arrive, they gathered around, extending their dirty little hands, begging for food. Not even the scolding of the adults could stop them.

Lin Xing's guards immediately stepped forward to shoo the children away, but Lin Xing waved his hand and dismissed his subordinates, allowing the children to gather around. Lin Xing was not like those so-called nobles. He came from another world, and in his heart, all people were equal! People were not divided by nobility or commonality; it was only their circumstances that led to different statuses. But this didn't affect Lin Xing.

Seeing these pitiful children, Shi Ya was no longer afraid but filled with immense sympathy for their plight. She immediately sent one of her guards to buy a lot of things—food, clothes, anything they could afford—and gave them all to these unfortunate children.

From then on, Lin Xing and Shi Ya visited this place frequently, often bringing aid to the people here. The people were no longer as lifeless as when they first arrived. Now, when they saw Lin Xing and his group, they at least showed some expression. This indicated that Lin Xing was beginning to be accepted by them, or at least, he was no longer as strongly rejected.

As Lin Xing and his group arrived at the entrance of the street, they saw a crowd gathered ahead. At the same time, sounds of beating, cursing, and painful groans came from within.

Clearly, some nobles had come here for entertainment again. Lin Xing felt a surge of anger. If he hadn't witnessed it, that would be one thing, but since he had, those nobles were out of luck. He signaled to Lin Da and Lin Er to step forward...

Little did he know that this incident would lead Lin Xing to gain four incredibly fierce and loyal generals for his future conquest of the world! They would later be known as the Four Killing Gods under Lin Xing's command!

Another chapter will be uploaded at eleven o'clock~~