Tempered Into Immortal Chapter 1: Render Good For Evil

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The daybreak hasn't come and the freezing air is permeating through the late autumn morning. The darkness is almost everywhere.

There is a candle burning quietly in the bas.e.m.e.nt of Luo Family. Young Zheng Luo sits by the table with his chest hiding the flame and sneaks out a shabby thread-round book.

The 17-year-old Zheng Luo has a skinny figure and cannot be described as a handsome man. But there is a kind of gentle quality around him, and especially his fiery eyes still sparkle in such hideous candlelight.

"The Ultimate Laws of G.o.d, it took me one month to finish reading the book. I believe most of laws except the four words--Render 'good for evil'. It's complete bulls.h.i.+t!" Zheng Luo says to himself and watches the weak glimmer with a sorrowful face. "But for my father's blind kindness and random trust, our first cla.s.s offspring could not have fallen down to such an ending, and he would not been dead, either."

He has been pondering for a quite long time, and the sound of opening door interrupts the thinking. He replaces the melancholy look with one with determined will. At the same time, the candle is quenched quickly and Zheng shelters himself with the tattered quilt.

The bas.e.m.e.nt door is opened,and some people come from far to near. The leader gets close and tramples on Zheng's bed,yelling with his sharp voice, "Wake up! Get up for me! Who are you f.u.c.king thinking you are? The f.u.c.king house lord?"

The man is one of housekeepers of Luo Family, who has a very mean face with a disgusting wart on the forehead. Zheng gets out of his shelter and pretends to rub his eyes, dressing himself decently without one word.

The housekeeper rolls his eyes and curses "b.a.s.t.a.r.d". He waves his head and servants beleaguer Zheng to force him to wear a suit of armor and handcuffs and shackles.

After a series of tedious things, led by the servant, Zheng finally walked away from the dreadful bas.e.m.e.nt towards the Tournament Hall of Luo Family.

Luo Family is the distinguished family in the Chongming County, which possesses hundreds of mines and thousands of acres of land, and enjoys a great reputation in this area.

However,there are countless city-states in the east district and Luo family is just one of the most normal families. In the whole east district, nearly n.o.body knows their fame. He is trampled out of the entrance to the Tournament Hall, pa.s.sing by lots of splendid buildings.

The Tournament Hall stands on a wild field and offers a perfect place to train and practice their martial arts for Luo brothers. In front of the gate, there are some magnificent white marble statues of dragon, phoenix, and lions. The floor of black basalt makes people feel solemn and obedient consciously.

In the middle of the hall, more than a dozen Luo brothers are training their boxing skill under the charge of the coach.

The wind of fast crawls are howling and the scream of warrior are resounding.

These teenagers train and study very hard every single day to earn their own places in Luo family. No matter how freezing cold the late autumn wind is, they are all sweating and steaming.

However on the other side of the hall, there already are lots of men like Zheng wearing the same equipment. Most of them are at the point of death with countless wounds inside and outside.

Zheng is marched into the hall with others.

These breathless men are criminals bought from the prison as the Luo's servants to become the targets which can be beaten at any time for Luo brothers to practice and test themselves. Of course, n.o.body cares their death or living. Every year many"targets" get tortured so much that they either die there or get crippled.

Zheng is absolutely different from them. He is the first son of the first cla.s.s offspring, the real lord in this family. Because of his high status, his brothers respect him very much, even some elders also treat him well.

Two years ago, something happened in Chongyang County: Zheng's father was poisoned to death by his brother.

Immediately, the first cla.s.s offspring were framed to betray the family. Between the conflicts of brothers, Zheng's family were beaten completely and decayed soon.

Unfortunately, as the former little house lord, Zheng Luo also was convicted of betraying his family, reduced to a Luo Family's slave, and became a flesh target of Luo Family, who always tolerated being beaten by the children of Luo Family in order to practice kung fu. He is doomed in their eyes.

Two years have pa.s.sed since he succ.u.mbs to being beaten at will, and Zheng Luo has suffered thousands of boxes and insults in the past two years.

"This is the end of today's boxing practice. Luo Brothers, choose your own flesh target, now! Hitting the human body can make you fully understand the actual combat skills and get familiar with the weaknesses of the human body as well as the bone distribution!"

After tutor Luo ordered, the children of the Luo Family began to find their own flesh targets. Soon after, there are sound waves of wailing for mercy in the Tournament Hall. Luo Brothers don't treat the slaves as human beings. The fists. .h.i.t the flesh every time, without mercy.

Many of them looked for Zheng Luo, and the fight will be more exciting and harder, because ravaging him is more fulfilling!

Being faced with the fist of Luo Brothers, Zheng Luo protects his crucial parts. His face has no expression, and he remains composed for he is used to it.

Before long, a few people come in from the door of the Tournament Hall, led by a young boy dressed in brocade, beaming.

"Here comes the little house lord!

"Little home Lord, you finally have finished the training! Your spirit is bright and refres.h.i.+ng! I think you must make great progress!"

"The little house lord is very intelligent. You are the genius of our Luo Family. You must have already entered the level of bone!"

The Luo Brothers stop beating and try to build up a conversation with that rich young man in succession, whose obsequious color permeates their faces.

Zheng luo's vision falls on the rich clothes young body, and a kind of imperceptible anger arises quietly. The rich young man, known to the Luo Brothers as "the little house lord" is named Peiran Luo, the eldest son of the second cla.s.s, who is about the same age as Zheng Luo.

After Zheng Luo was demoted to slave status, he replaced Zheng luo and became the little house lord.

Some time ago, Zheng Luo heard that Periran Luo has been practicing in seclusion for quite a while, and he disappeared. It looks like that the strength of Peiran Luo has improved exceedingly!

Aware of Zheng Luo's unfriendly gaze, Peiran Luo turns to him with a playful smile on his face, approaching him and saying, "Zheng Luo, I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I can't believe that after being beaten a lot, you are still alive."

"For your good word, I'm not dead yet." Zheng Luo m.u.f.fled.

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d! What the f.u.c.king are you talking about? How dare you to speak to our little house lord like that?"

"A little slave, kneel down! Quickly kowtow to the little house lord and apologize, or you will regret coming into this world." Several Luo Brothers shouted, as if Zheng Luo had dug their ancestral graves.

Zheng Luo coldly looked around. These Luo Brothers in the past in front of him were like dogs, even they dared not to breathe. Now he is out of power, and their faces change more quickly than they turn over a book and immediately become stooges of Peiran Luo.

Peiran Luo waves his hand to stop the excited Luo Brothers. "Zheng Luo, do you know why I shut myself up?"

Zheng Luo does not speak, but looks at Peiran Luo sullenly.

"You should know, our Luo Family have two Great Nature Elixirs. Some time ago, I ate one. "Peiran Luo smacks his lips and said:"the Great Nature Elixir is remarkable. It purifies the efficacy of was.h.i.+ng my flesh, lets me thoroughly remold myself and helps me leap from the level of flesh to the level of bone. Up to now, the smelting and efficacy just have taken effect one over ten only. It lives in my body as a steady stream feeding my flesh. With it, there is only a thin line between me and the level of visceral, and the level of marrow is also just around the corner!"

The Great Nature Elixir!

They are the treasure of the Luo Family, left by the ancestors. It is said that they are stored in the most secluded place of the family, and people are not allowed to touch upon them at all.

According to the tribal law, only the Luo Brothers who achieve the level of bone before 16 years old have the qualification to eat the Great Nature Elixir.

There are five physical states: Level of Skin, Level of Flesh, Level of Bone, of Visceral, and Level of Marrow. The difference between each level is very huge. It is extremely for an average to break through every level. Without decades of quenching and beating, it is impossible to break through.

He is indeed a talent if one reaches the level of bone before the age of 30.

But according to the tribal laws, if someone wants to use The Great Nature elixir, he must reach the third cla.s.s of  Level of Bone before 16 years old.

Everyone who makes it is "genius of geniuses". Such a talent has never appeared in family Luo, or in the whole Chongming prefecture, either. So, within the 300 years, none has used the great nature elixir.

In fact, Zheng Luo could have been the most promising genius to eat the elixir.

He reached the top of the second cla.s.s of the level of flesh when he was only 14 years old, and he was called the hope of family Luo by the king of Chongyang. He once was the G.o.d's favored one.

Unfortunately, that year his father was killed in a family civil strife and he was degraded as a domestic servant, a human target. His skill of Wu Shu was stagnant. As a result, he lost his elixir.

But Peiran Luo is a very mediocre and only gets the second cla.s.s of Lianrou Level when he was already 16 years old. He had no quality to use the great nature elixir. But, finally he used it.

The great nature of elixir belongs to Zheng Luo himself, and this ungifted c.r.a.p should have eaten it. Although in these two years Zheng Luo's temperament has been frustrated, he still can't control himself. He shouts "Peiran Luo! You ignored the Tribal Laws and misappropriated the holy elixir. You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

"For me, you are no worthier than an insect! I have already reached the top of the Level of Bone. I can raise thousands of jins (1kilo=2jins) and you, you are just a domestic servant! I can kill you with one hand! Today, I finish my training and want to find a 'target' to try my hand." Peiran Luo doesn't take Zheng Luo's words seriously and he points his finger in a direction optionally, "you, coming."

He doesn't choose Zheng Luo but a middle-aged man. The man trembles immediately. Although he wears thick leather armor which can resist some impact. But Peiran Luo is in Level of Bone, and the man can't stop trembling.

Peiran Luo takes a deep breath and makes his fist. He has his magic power running to its height to show off. A purple light covers his whole body.

"Please, please my lord, please spare my life!" The man sees Peiran Luo's momentum, and his despair is revealed from his eyes. He must be dead after bearing the hit of the punch. So he begs and nearly kneels down.

"Boom!"

Peiran Luo pays no attention to the man's words, and he punches the man with no hesitation, hitting his chest so hard that the leather armor is smashed. The man is sent flying and hitting the wall of Tournament Hall, falling on the ground unconscious.

Just one punch, the armed "target" is killed.

"What a powerful punch! We cannot find the second one in our family who will be so mighty!"

"Our young lord must be the one who can make our family flouris.h.i.+ng!"

The disciples of Family Luo are flattering Peiran Luo.

It seems like Peiran Luo also feels content with his power. He looks at Zheng Luo evilly.

Zheng Luo steps back unconsciously. Although he is stronger than the man, he can't bear the punch.

Peiran Luo smiles and taps Zheng Luo on his shoulder heavily. "Relax! I will not kill you so quickly. I need you to see that I am much stronger than you, you c.r.a.p!"

Peiran Luo finishes his words and is about to go. Suddenly, it seems that he remembers something, and he says, "Hearing of that the gifted cousin of mine feels not so good in Qingyun Sect. She offended somebody and was sent to Purgatory Mountain! When I reach The Level of Visceral, I will go to Qingyun Sect and save her……..Ha ha ha……"

Hearing this kind of words, Zheng Luo becomes tense!