Chapter 2: Spiritual Profound Continent

Autor: Su Mengmeng
Translation: Koko

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LingXiao was too weak, so he temporarily fell asleep in Mo Junlan’s Consciousness Sea.

The place where Mo Junlan was now located was called the Spiritual Profound Continent.

The SP Continent was also a martial cultivation world, with the cultivation of qi being the main focus. And this place was divided into the Eastern Spiritual Domain, Southern Spiritual Domain, Western Spiritual Domain, Northern Spiritual Domain, and Central Spiritual Domain.

The sum of the five spiritual domains was collectively known as the Spiritual Profound Continent, and the Central Spiritual Domain is the most mysterious place among the five spirit regions.

The Lin Family where Mo Junlan lived now was a small force in the Southern Spiritual Domain.

Although in the Southern Spiritual Domain, the Lin Family could only be regarded as a small force, in Fengtian City, it was one of the top local tyrants.

Mo Junlan looked at the face in the mirror and sighed involuntarily, “Lin Lan, ah, Lin Lan, you are obviously dead, how did your soul come back to this body?”

Lin Lan was the name of Mo Junlan’s first life, and as for the name Mo Junlan, he gave it to himself after he was reborn into the Immortal Kingdom.

However, even though he was reborn back into this body again, Mo Junlan still wanted to refuse to continue as the abandoned Lin Lan’s identity.

Whether it was now or in the future, he would no longer be Lin Lan.

He was just Mo Junlan, nothing more.

However, for this body, Mo Junlan did not reject it.

After all, this was the exact one that was supposed to be his body.

It’s just that this is a scrap physique that cannot be cultivated.

It was precisely because of this that he grew up being unappreciated in the Lin family, and even those servants could casually beat and scold him at will.

Mo Junlan looked down at his hand, the flesh-and-blood wound was still bleeding, and his body was still dirty. He squinted his eyes, a dangerous cold light flashed, and he whispered, “Lin Junyi……”

Lin Junyi is his eldest brother, who has been bullying him a lot since childhood. Especially these injuries on his body, most of them were caused by Lin Junyi.

Mo Junlan thought back for a moment, his current body had just turned 18 years old.

His eighteenth birthday was just yesterday.

But also yesterday, he was told to marry as wife to a middle-aged man with special hobbies.

Naturally, he was unwilling, so he planned to flee the Lin family, but unexpectedly, he was caught by Lin Junyi.

And he ended up getting beaten up by Lin Junyi, as a lesson.

In Fengtian City, apart from the Lin Family, there were also two other forces, the Liu Family and the Yang Family.

However, of these three forces, it was still the Lin family that had the deeper foundation and the strongest overall strength.

Lin Junyi also had a younger sister named Lin Yuyan, who had a marriage contract with Yang Tuo, the younger brother of the current patriarch of the Yang family, since she was a child.

Yang Tuo was already more than fifty years old this year, and his cultivation talent was also very poor, while Lin Yuyan was only seventeen years old.

Most importantly, Yang Tuo was open to eating both men and women. He was lustful by nature and had special hobbies.

Lin Yuyan naturally refused to marry Yang Tuo.

However, this marriage was personally agreed upon by Lin Chengtian, the current patriarch of the Lin family, at that time, and there was still a betrothed certificate.

Although the Lin family’s foundation is relatively deep, the strength of the Yang family should not be underestimated.

Their parents were distressed about Lin Yuyan yet. Not to mention Lin Yuyan’s beautiful appearance, but more importantly, Lin Yuyan’s cultivation talent was very good.

If Lin Yuyan really married Yang Tuo, then her life would be ruined.

Hence, their parents came up with the substitute method, replacing Lin Yuyan with Lin Lan to marry Yang Tuo.

“According to the development of my previous life, tomorrow should be my death time…” Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows lightly. His eyes were like calm stars, but were glowing with a layer of chilly tone. He curled his lips and said, “Want me to marry as the bride?”

“Then I’ll let you all die!”

Mo Junlan had a special Cultivation Techniques Method called Secret Arts of Primordial Chaos Creation.

It was exactly because of the Chaos Creation Arts that when he was in the Immortal Kingdom, he could escape from countless life-and-death crises.