The Legend of the Netherworld

Lin Xiao stood under the tree, staring at the messenger's back, his heart surging.

He was unwilling to accept this. Along the way, he had experienced murder, time travel, visions at the beginning, and a blood feud. Moreover, his parents in the real world were still waiting for him to wake up, and his fate would now be bound by his identity as a mortal.

"I must let him take the test again!" Lin Xiao was determined. He followed the messenger, the village chief, and Lin Jiao and headed straight for Lin Jiao's home.

Lin Jiao's house is just two simple wooden houses with a small courtyard in front and a low wall, revealing the simplicity of a rural family.

Lin Xiao's family lives right next door. The situations of the two families are almost the same. They are both ordinary farmers' families.

The breeze outside rustled the leaves in front of the cabin, making a soft rustling sound, as if foreshadowing some kind of change in what was about to happen.

Lin Jiao's parents had already heard the news from the neighbors and learned that their daughter was gifted and capable of embarking on the path of cultivation. They prepared tea early and waited for Lin Jiao and the messenger to arrive.

As soon as the envoy and his entourage entered the house, they were respectfully served tea and warmly entertained. The envoy sat down with his companions and the village chief.

The messenger didn't waste any time and directly told her parents about Lin Jiao's situation. He made it clear that she had an extremely high talent for cultivation and hoped to take her to the Feng Shui Academy to practice.

After hearing this, Lin Jiao's parents were filled with joy and nodded repeatedly.

They understood that if there was a cultivator in the family, it would bring honor not only in the village but also in the town. The Feng Shui Academy would send ten taels of silver to the cultivator's family every year, which was a huge blessing for ordinary farmers.

“Not to mention, the Feng Shui Academy is the strongest force in the area, and even the government doesn’t dare to provoke it easily.

If Lin Jiao can successfully cultivate, the benefits in the future will be endless. "Lin Jiao's parents looked at each other. Although they were reluctant, they still agreed with hope to let their daughter embark on the path of cultivation.

The messenger nodded in satisfaction, took out ten taels of silver from his bag, placed them on the table, and handed them to Lin Jiao's parents, saying that this was the advance payment the academy had given to the family. Then he prepared to take Lin Jiao away.

As they reached the gate, the envoys discovered Lin Xiao had already been standing outside, seemingly waiting for some time. Lin Xiao's expression was serious. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Master Envoy, please test me again."

Seeing this, the village chief immediately frowned and shouted, "Lin Xiao, stop messing around. I've already tested you several times, and the results are all mortal. Go home quickly and don't cause any more trouble!"

Lin Xiao turned a deaf ear to the village chief's words and looked at the messenger with a determined gaze. He didn't believe that fate would treat him this way, and he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

At this time, Lin Jiao stepped forward and pleaded with the envoy, "Sir envoy, please test Brother Lin Xiao again. He is really different from others."

The messenger looked at Lin Jiao, then at Lin Xiao, whose face was filled with anticipation. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's test it again, just for the last time."

Lin Xiao's hands were trembling slightly, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

He suppressed his uneasiness and disappointment, slowly walked towards the messenger, and stopped in front of him. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt a tension and powerlessness he had never felt before.

The messenger took a deep breath and gently placed his right hand on Lin Xiao's shoulder. He harmonized his breath and slowly transferred his strength into Lin Xiao's body.

After a moment of silence, the messenger opened his eyes and said in a calm but firm tone, "Open your eyes, Lin Xiao. You have no talent for cultivation, and the result this time will be no different from the previous times."

Lin Xiao opened his eyes, with a hint of reluctance and doubt in his eyes, and asked anxiously: "Really? Are you sure?"

The messenger frowned slightly, and with a hint of impatience, he repeated, "It's absolutely true. Your body rejects Qi. Anyone who can't cultivate will have this trait. Don't bother me anymore, this is the truth."

After saying this, the messenger turned and prepared to leave, obviously not wanting to waste any more time. Lin Xiao stood there, his heart in turmoil.

"Good editor," he thought to himself, as if he were having a conversation with himself, "You want me to take the anti-cultivation route, right? You want me to practice hard and cultivate my own way!"

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao's fighting spirit ignited. He quickly caught up with the messenger and pleaded, "Sir Messenger, since I can't practice, can you give me a secret manual? Even a physical training method like Crane Fist or Tiger Fist would be fine. I need something to strive for!"

The messenger was slightly moved when he saw a six-year-old boy being so persistent. Although he knew that no matter how much a mortal trained, he could not reach even one-tenth of the level of a true cultivator, he still took out a book from his bag and handed it to Lin Xiao.

"This is 'World Expo,'" the messenger said, his tone filled with a hint of goodwill. "This book is like an encyclopedia of the world of immortal cultivation. Since you can't cultivate, then take a look at the vastness and breadth of this world. Broadening your horizons is also a form of growth."

Lin Xiao took the book, lowered his head and flipped through a few pages, a complex emotion welling up in his heart. Although he didn't get the cultivation secret book he dreamed of, he understood that it was better to have it than not to have it.

The time to say goodbye has finally arrived.

Lin Xiao walked Lin Jiao and the envoy team to the village entrance. The sun was setting, and the afterglow cast a warm orange-red light on the path.

Lin Xiao looked at Lin Jiao and warned her, "Xiao Jiao, you must practice well and protect yourself. Come back if you miss home. I will always be waiting for you in the village."

Lin Jiao nodded, tears in her eyes. She suddenly moved closer and gently kissed Lin Xiao on the cheek.

Then, they followed the messenger onto the carriage. The wheels slowly rolled, carrying them out of the village and gradually disappearing from view in the distance.

Lin Xiao stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the carriage moving further and further away.