"This cripple dare talk back to me, beat him!"
A gang of young kids started stomping a 9-year-old boy and when they saw him stop reacting they spit in his face and left. This boy was Wu Yi, the famous crippled young master of the Sacred Wu Clan. Wu Yi's father was, Wu Jie, the Clan Head of the Sacred Wu Clan and his mother was the 4th Concubine who 2 years after Wu Yi's birth. Since Wu Jia spent most of his time on clan affairs he never helped Wu Yi.
In this world, there are 3 Sacred Sanctums needed to cultivate a Life Palace which is located next to the heart, a Fate Wheel which is located next to the Life Palace, and a Cultivator Pavillion which was located under the Life Palace and Fate Wheel. These 3 Sacred Sanctums forms a triangle and a person couldn't cultivate without having all 3 of them. There were different levels for every 3 Sanctums which are of Mortal, Houtain, Xiantain, King, Saint, Immortal, and Divine.
Sadly Wu Yi was born with all 3 Sacred Sanctums of them but they were all mortal grade meaning he was no better than a regular mortal. He often hated himself for not having the power to protect himself and thought the heavens were cruel. But in between his 3 Sacred Sanctums was a bead that started forming cracks.
It was the night before Wu Yi's tenth birthday. Wu Yi was in the library like usual reading books when he started hearing footsteps walk up to him. Wu Yi threw the book on the table trying to hide but the other person was too fast and grabbed Wu Yi by the collar. It was the Clan Head's, second concubine's, and the third son, Wu Ju, "Why do you have that face, I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday but it seems you want a beating more. Boys lets vent our anger."
Everyone of Wu Ju's lackeys started lining up and beating him. Blood spilled all over the floors and Wu Yi started twitching madly. Everyone once again spits in his face and left leaving a half-dead boy.
A girl who was watching from the corner walked up to Wu Yi. This person was Wu Yi's old playmate and the Clan Head Elder's granddaughter, Wu Zhi. She was tested to have a Xiantian Life Palace and was a genius, so she was taken at an early age and nurtured very carefully.
Wu Zhi looked at the twitching blood-soaked boy with cold eyes and said "You are a disgrace to our clan. No one else tells you this but I will... go hang yourself no one likes you."
Wu Yi watched this girl leave and actually had the thought "Should I kill myself, no one would care I am a disgrace to my mom. I will do it tomorrow. I am too tired."
Wu Yi picked himself up and started limping back to his room. The servants at the Clan Head's house smirked and laughed at Wu Yi as he walked up the stairs to his room. No one in the clan cared about him, not his father, elders, uncles, cousins, or even the servants. He had no one cared.