Chapter 2069 - 2054: Jian Family's Good-for-Nothing

"Oh!" Upon hearing Jian Ran's introduction of the Jian Family's wastrel, Shi Feng nodded.

But he didn't pay much mind to it.

In every world, there are some pitiful people like this, who are doomed to a lifetime of failures due to innate physique or postnatal reasons, becoming others' laughing stock until they die of old age.

Walking through the Heavenly Cloud Canyon, shuttling amid the rolling Immortal Mist, and feeling the rich, majestic Heavenly Earth Yuan Qi of this space, Shi Feng spoke again, asking Jian Ran:

"You just mentioned that since he can't cultivate Martial Arts, why doesn't he cultivate his physical body? With your Jian Family, with Jian Ze's status and position, it shouldn't be difficult to find a supreme technique to cultivate the physical body."

"We certainly tried." Jian Ran answered, "My uncle Jian Ze went to great lengths for that wastrel son, offering him more than one or two supreme techniques for physical cultivation, but the wastrel just didn't strive for it; any technique seemed useless for him, unable to strengthen his body."

"Then there's really no way." Shi Feng said.

"Roar roar! Roar roar roar roar!" Just at this moment, the previously silent roar sounded violently again.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Along with the roar, there was a series of fierce metallic collision sounds.

Shi Feng listened clearly. This time, the sound came from above, prompting him to look up. Immediately, he saw atop the mountain, within the swirling clouds and mist, stood a frail naked figure from head to toe, engulfed in black, fierce iron chains.

This was a youth looking about twelve or thirteen years old. That frail body appeared full of fury, seemingly in constant struggle.

"This is the wastrel of our Jian Family!" Jian Ran pointed to the frenzied, weak youth atop the mountain.

Then, Jian Ran continued: "Because he refused to accept being a wastrel, and was mocked by others, he tried to end his life multiple times. So my uncle had him sealed there with the Black Dragon chains.After all, he is my uncle's only son. If he truly died, my uncle wouldn't bear it."

While saying this, Shi Feng's eyes stayed fixed on the body bound in iron chains.

This youth's Martial Arts Realm was merely that of a one-star Martial Disciple, a level as insignificant as an ant in this powerful world.

Indeed, such a Martial Arts Realm is without a doubt considered wastrel.

"That body!" At this moment, Shi Feng's face revealed a surprised expression.

"Hmm? What's the matter with you?" Seeing Shi Feng's sudden expression of shock, Jian Ran's pretty face showed doubt.

She couldn't comprehend why this person was so surprised when seeing this wastrel; was it because he had never seen such a wastrel before?

"Can I go up and have a look?" Shi Feng asked Jian Ran beside him.

"You can go up and look, but you must not harm his life, otherwise my uncle will fight you to the death! After all, he is my uncle's only son." Jian Ran said.

She remembered that this man had enmity with her uncle Jian Ze, worrying he might act recklessly.

Even challenging her uncle and the Great Elder, there might be nothing under the heavens he wouldn't dare do.

But after Jian Ran spoke, she realized the man beside her had disappeared.

Shi Feng moved swiftly, heading toward that mountain peak rapidly.

Jian Ran was stunned, hurriedly calling out, "Wait for me!"

Simultaneously, Jian Ran's figure moved rapidly, chasing after Shi Feng.

In an instant, Shi Feng had arrived at the mountain peak, standing before the youth bound in black iron chains.

"Roar roar! Roar roar roar roar! Ah!" The youth instantly saw Shi Feng, his face exhibiting ferociousness, like a crazed beast, releasing angry howls, lunging toward Shi Feng.

"What strong hostility!" Shi Feng remarked at the attacking youth.

However, the youth appeared fierce, but ultimately, he was just a one-star Martial Disciple wastrel, unable to reach Shi Feng.

With a burst of formless power, the fierce youth's body was immediately halted.

"Roar roar! Roar roar roar!" Though he still tried to claw at Shi Feng, continuing his angry roars.

Shi Feng stood firmly on the mountain peak, his eyes continually surveying the naked young man before him. Then, he nodded discreetly and murmured:

"Indeed, that is the body! I never thought such a body really exists in this world!"

Soon after, Shi Feng spoke to the youth before him: "If you follow me, I can help you cast off the wastrel title!"

"Roar..." Upon hearing Shi Feng's words, the young body in its rage trembled, ceasing its angered howling instantly.

That young ferocious face, with eyes immediately widened, widened immensely, staring at the person in front.

"If you follow me, I can help you cast off the wastrel title..."

...

These seemingly plain words kept echoing in the youth's mind.

Shi Feng's tone was bland, yet in this youth's ears, his heart immediately upheaved like a storm.

As a wastrel, no other words could deliver such impact.

"Jian Feng, what are you saying!" But at that moment, a frantic call sounded behind Shi Feng.

Jian Ran arrived, her pretty face again full of shock.

This son of Uncle, Jian Lang, whom even their own Jian Family couldn't rectify, did this man say he could help him shed the wastrel title?

Is that... possible?

Shi Feng didn't answer Jian Ran's question, his eyes still fixed on the youth ahead. He heard the youth's rapid breaths; he knew, the youth's heart was moved.

"You're... speaking... truthfully..." Next, the youth spoke with incredible difficulty.

Having not spoken properly for many years, the voice sounded strained and hoarse.

Shi Feng didn't respond verbally to the youth but showed through action directly.

Following this, from his right hand emerged a sinister white, eerie rune, eerily pulsating in his palm, like it was alive.

In the next moment, the rune shot upward from Shi Feng's hand, a dazzling white light flashed, entering the youth's mind before he and Jian Ran could react.

Jian Ran immediately cried out in shock, "Shi Feng, what are you doing!"

Her subconscious always believed that this Shi Feng, who harbored enmity with Uncle, intended harm to this wastrel.

Stunned, Jian Ran directly shouted Shi Feng's real name.

"Roar!" Even the youth roared angrily at Shi Feng, lunging to claw at Shi Feng once more, growing increasingly frantic, seemingly wanting to fight Shi Feng to the death.