C1 Fortune and Misfortune Were Interdependent

First chapter: Fortune and misfortune depend on each other.

"The patriarch is a Peak Martial Artist that can be counted on one's fingers in the Floating Cloud City. Even the city lord has to be courteous to him. Why did he suddenly want to summon me, this lowly servant?"

Guu Feng, who had just finished cleaning the book collection house, followed behind the chief steward to the front yard with a question in his mind.

The door of the meeting hall in the front yard was tightly shut. The family head's personal attendant was guarding outside. The idle people were all chased far away, and the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.

Guu Feng could not help but become nervous.

"Wait here!"

The chief steward ordered coldly. He turned around and gently pushed open the heavy door of the meeting room. He said respectfully, "Master, Guu Feng has brought it."

He did not know what the reply was, but the chief steward turned around and urged, "Go in!"

A meeting in private?

Guu Feng was a little nervous. He hesitated for a moment, but the chief steward pushed him hard and pushed him into the meeting room.

"Bang!"

The heavy black iron door behind him closed tightly.

Guu Feng's heart trembled.

After getting used to the darkness in front of him for a while, he found that there were only three people sitting in the huge conference room.

Patriarch Chu Chengfang, eldest young master Chu Zhen, and a messenger from the War Soul Academy who was wearing a long white robe.

"Could it be that my secret participation in the talent test has been discovered?"

Guu Feng's heart was in danger, but the current situation did not allow him to shrink back. He could only take a deep breath and pay his respects.

After a while, he did not see any response.

He slowly raised his head, only to find that the patriarch, Chu Chengfang, was staring at him. There was no joy or anger on his face, but his eyes were as cold and penetrating as the heart.

After a long time, he heard him ask in a cold voice, "Five days ago, you also participated in the War Soul Academy's innate talent test?"

It was because of this!

Having prepared himself mentally, Guu Feng did not panic. He lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

"Humph!"

Chu Chengfang gave a cold snort and stood up with hatred.

"Sixteen years ago, you were abandoned outside the Chu family. I thought you were pitiful, that's why I allowed Gu Shun to take you in as his foster son. For so many years, the Chu family has been feeding you and drinking you. When have I ever mistreated you? You lowly b * stard who doesn't know how to respect your status, you have been secretly testing your talent behind your master's back. What is your intention?"

A sinister chill spread throughout the meeting hall.

Guu Feng lowered his head and faced it in silence.

Just like what Chu Chengfang had said, from the moment he was adopted by his foster father, he was destined to be the same as his foster father. He would be a slave of Chu family for the rest of his life.

However, he would never forget that when he was six years old, his foster father was severely injured by Chu Zhen's pet beast.

Moreover, he would never forget the three words that his foster father had muttered by his ears while he was on the verge of death.

Expand from slavery!

However, after his foster father's death, the Chu family didn't show any mercy because of this. They only promoted him from a servant in a beast house to a servant in the library, and he was still a slave...

Unknowingly, Guu Feng clenched his fists tightly, and an unyielding flame burned in his heart.

No one would be willing to be bullied by others for the rest of their lives!

For the past ten years, he had never forgotten his foster father's will.

Others were tired and dirty because of the work in the library, but he was willing to endure it. In these ten years, he studied thousands of books, comprehending the cultivation essence from the words of his predecessors.

When others were free, they would call their friends to eat and play, but ten years was like a day. As long as he found an opportunity, he would sneak into the back mountain of the Chu Mansion and practice the combat techniques he had secretly learned in the woods.

Because he knew very well that in this Great Vast World where only the Martial Gods reigned supreme, it was not possible to rely on the blessings of others to become successful. He had to be strong enough.

He had practiced hard for ten years and had also silently prepared for ten years. Finally, he welcomed the recruitment envoy of the War Soul Academy...

"Humph, I let you do as you wish!"

Chu Chengfang stared at Guu Feng. The expression on his face became colder and colder.

"This time in Floating Cloud City, there are hundreds of disciples from wealthy families participating in the talent test, but only you and the young lady of City Lord Mansion are found to have innate spiritual roots. They are eligible to go to the War Soul Academy of Spirit Capital to learn and cultivate in three months."

When Guu Feng heard this, he shook his head and raised his head abruptly.

However, he just happened to see the young master Chu Zhen's eyes that were filled with jealousy and hatred.

Chu Zhen had an engagement with the young lady of City Lord Mansion a long time ago, and he had also participated in the talent test five days ago.

Normally, he enjoyed a treatment that was many times better than Guu Feng's. Every month, he spent tens of thousands of silver taels, and there were also specialized people to guide him in his cultivation.

Before the inspection, he had even consumed a large amount of precious Medicine Pill, but he still did not pass the test. Instead, it was a servant who could not even ensure basic food and clothing, but was discovered to have a talent spiritual root.

This, where would Chu Zhen put his face?

Afraid of agitating the other party, Guu Feng hurriedly lowered his head, and did his best to conceal the excitement in his heart.

With a natural Spirit Root, he would be able to get rid of his slave status and complete his foster father's last wish back then.

With the innate spiritual root, he would be able to enter the War Soul Academy to learn and cultivate, and then he would be able to enjoy the worship of the tribe as a spiritual cultivator.

His thin body trembled slightly because of his excitement.

He felt that the ten years of suffering and sweat had finally come to an end!

"Hmph!"

Another cold snort came from above his head.

Chu Chengfang looked at him and said indifferently, "Don't be happy too early. I have already decided to make you give up the election!"