Chapitre 3: Waiting For Golden Finger

"See this daddy Gale's courage?" As soon as Gale said that, everyone's eyes widened.

Gale was known to everyone as the most cowardly member of the Burnheart family. But he beat someone a bit stronger than him, and to shout out like this was beyond their imagination.

"What had happened to him?"

"Is this the coward we know of? It feels like we are a completely different person."

"But that still doesn't change the fact that he is weak."

Various discussions sprung up everywhere, but all of them eventually led to Gale being weak.

Gale's heart was pumping from this win. He had never done anything like this.

All of a sudden, a man came up beside him. "For this family convention's round, the winner is Gale Burnheart."

However, no one cheered after that. All that he felt were cold shoulders and expressions that indicated he was being looked down on.

Gale's pumping heart calmed down, and anger filled his eyes again. He gritted his teeth and walked away. 'Why do I have to always be looked down on? Why!?'

He sat down in a corner with madness filling his eyes. He was so deep in thought that he didn't even watch the rest of the fight.

A few minutes later.

His name was called out, which made him come back to his senses. He went into the middle of the battleground and was having a standoff with someone of his same age again.

However, this boy didn't even look into his eyes. He was touching his sword that was on its sheath and was giving a cold glance at it.

Gale shouted and rushed forward."Do not look down on me!"

The boy finally glanced at him and grabbed his sword.

Shing

"Huh?" Gale looked at his sword, which was cut off in the middle, dumbfounded.

"Then become strong. So, that no one look down on you." The boy said as he walked away.

"The winner of this round is Tuho Burnheart." The referee announced the winner to everyone.

Different from the discussion caused by Gale, Tuho's discussion was filled with admiration.

"As expected of the 'Youngest Sword God' of the Kampir region. He didn't even try a little."

"Of course he wouldn't. That would bring stain to his power just to use some strength to defeat some trash."

"As one of the top 10 on the dragon rank, why did he join this convention?"

"I heard he would leave and not come back more often. So, he joined as his last remembrance."

Gale walked away with his head down and full of shame. In his heart, he was resenting someone. 'God, do you hate me so much that you have to reincarnate in some trash.'

He walked away to a small wooden hut that was his old body's owner's house. He couldn't help but contemplate. 'Will it get much worse?'

He entered with zero expectations, and he didn't get many surprises. It was a plain old room. That had a bed, table, and wardrobe.

He sat down on his rock-hard bed and slumped down. 'When will anything be on my side?'

'Huh. At least mom and dad would get some compensation for my death. They could use that money to help my sister's study.' He had come to a new world, but he still couldn't stop thinking about the things he had left behind in the original world.

'Now, god. This is the time you give some kind of golden finger. I hope it is a good one.' He got up and sat crossed legged waiting for his golden finger.

Ten minutes...

"Let's wait, let's wait. Maybe God is picking a good one for me."

Thirty minutes...

"Hmm, did someone hijack it? Yes, that might have happened. God, quickly rescue my treasure."

One hour...

"You've got to be kidding me!" Gale got out of his bed and started punching the ground.

"Do I have to be like this forever!?" He said that because he had read the memories of his predecessor.

He read that his body was completely useless despite being the son of an elder in the family. His father got assassinated by his own family member because of the position. His mother had died while giving birth to him. His mother was from another family in their city. So, nobody cared about him.

The main problem of his was the body. He learned that this world was ruled by the strong. So, to become strong, you need to cultivate. People cultivate the spiritual energy that is in the atmosphere in their bodies.

The cultivation realms were Qi Refinement Realm, Foundation Establishment Rank, Golden Core Realm, and Nascent Soul Realm. There were more realms too, but he didn't know at the moment.

There were also nine stages in each cultivation realm.

And here comes the problem: His body couldn't absorb the spiritual energy in the atmosphere. So, he was useless.

'Is this fate?' Gale contemplated to himself. 'No, this is a joke to me.'

While he was drifting into unknown thoughts, his door suddenly opened. He looked up just to see a peerless beauty in a maid's outfit.

"Master, Are you alright? I heard that you were beaten very badly." The maid ran in front of him and started to check up on his body.

Gale was confused at first but then remembered who she was. It was the only thing his mother left behind. A maid that his mother picked up when he was a fetus.

The maid's name was Jasmine. She had long black hair, D-cup boobs, and a medium-sized ass. However, what was most noticeable was the pair of wolf ears on top of her head.

"Master, thank God you are okay." Jasmine sighed in relief, seeing that he was all right.

Gale would have been jumping with excitement getting maid but on his mind, he had another thought, the thought of surviving in this world.

He asked with a deadpan face. "I am okay, but where have you been?"

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