There was a run-down village at the foot of a mountain.
The villagers worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. Such days repeated day by day.
There was a family in the village with five children, all of whom were not married and had no career. Only the child was most favored.
The family's third son was pure and honest, and he was hardworking, but he was not liked by his parents.
Every day, from morning to night, he worked in the mountains, but his parents and siblings rarely helped.
The young man was depressed after being criticized by his parents, but he never complained.
In a field overgrown with weeds, a thin, half-naked young man's eyes turned from confusion to determination.
This young man's body was already under Tang Zhen's control. The Tribulation would begin from this moment.
Tang Zhen looked at his surroundings. He looked at his body and hands before a trace of deep thought appeared on his face.