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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The Fool

Chapter 1: The Fool

In the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, countless powers and races exist—Demon Clans, Beast Demons, and Humans among them. The Demon Clans spread everywhere, from the Mortal Realm to the Upper Realm, and even to the Chaotic Beast Domain. Wherever you looked in the myriad heavens, they were there.

These demons specialized in hunting lowly mortals without spiritual roots for cultivation. No one knew the true reason why they slaughtered and captured humans—but their power only grew more terrifying with each passing day, to the point that all sects and races feared them greatly.

In a world called the Mortal Realm, it had once stretched vast and boundless for twenty thousand li. Yet under the relentless invasion of the Demon Clans, the territory where humans could live had been reduced to less than ten li.

Here, more than a dozen small clans clung to survival, living each day by working tirelessly to earn just enough to feed their families.

Along a bustling village road, a group of children around twelve to fourteen years old chased and played, bumping into passing adults without a care.

Among them was a boy with dark skin and a simple, guileless face. He was thin and frail from long bouts of hunger, often bullied and beaten by others. The village children called him "The Fool." Yet he never grew angry at the nickname—instead, he accepted it with a smile.

"Hey, Fool! Come over to my house tonight! I'll teach you some words. Make sure you come after dinner!"

At the corner of the street near a small vendor's stall, The Fool sat in a daze, reviewing the characters he had been taught before. Hearing the familiar voice, he looked up in surprise.

Before him stood a clean and well-dressed boy, his skin pale and unblemished, his frame strong and broad. His name was La Huang, son of one of the wealthiest families in the village.

"La Huang… I… I've gone to your house so many times already. Won't your parents be upset?" The Fool's face lit up in a shy smile.

In truth, La Huang was the only one in the village who didn't mock him. Not only that, he often took the time to teach him how to read and write. The Fool cherished and was deeply grateful for that kindness.

"Don't worry about it! Just come tonight." La Huang patted his shoulder with a faint smile, then turned and walked away. The sky was already darkening.

The Fool stood there watching his friend's back fade into the distance, a mix of emotions stirring within him. Even if he was slow-witted, he could still feel La Huang's genuine goodwill.

That night…

"Tran Uyen, something bothering you today?" Inside a shabby, broken-down house, the boy's father exhaled a long puff from his bamboo pipe and glanced at him.

The Fool's real name was Tran Uyen, a name his parents had spent a long time choosing. Tran carried the meaning of elegance and order, while Uyen signified grace, adaptability, and wisdom.

"I'm fine, Father. I'll head to Brother Huang's place after dinner for lessons. You and Mother should go to bed early," Tran Uyen replied with a bright smile, unwilling to burden his parents with his trivial troubles.

"La Huang is a good boy," his mother's voice came from the small, crumbling kitchen as she busied herself with cooking. "He doesn't look down on you, and he even teaches you… I don't know how we'll ever repay him."

"Don't overthink it," his father chuckled. "When Uyen grows up and succeeds, he'll repay that kindness himself. Right, Uyen?"

"Of course, Father. But you should really quit smoking that pipe! It'll harm your health." Tran Uyen frowned, taking the bamboo pipe from his father.

"What do you know? This pipe has been with me since I was a boy. I'm not giving it up so easily," his father retorted, waving him off.

"All right, enough. Time to eat," his mother interjected, carrying out a simple meal—no meat, only vegetables, peanuts, and a few small fish Uyen had caught earlier.

They ate together, chatting and laughing. Uyen listened with a smile as his father recounted his day's work, his heart filled with love and respect for his parents. Inwardly, he vowed that one day he would become an official, easing their burdens and protecting the villagers from bullies.

After the meal, Uyen picked up his bamboo slips and cracked brush. "I'm heading to Brother Huang's. Remember to rest early!"

"Be careful," his parents called after him.

They watched his figure fade into the night, sighing softly. His mother went to the ancestral altar to pray for his future success.

"Fool! What are you doing here? Get lost! You're not allowed inside!"

Running along the narrow path, Uyen arrived at La Huang's home at the head of the village. A gatekeeper stood there, shouting harshly.

"Brother Huang told me to come. Why wouldn't he let me in?" Uyen clutched his bamboo slips tightly, lowering his gaze.

"Scram!" The gatekeeper's cold eyes flashed as he kicked Uyen into the wall.

"Brother Huang!" Uyen cried, rushing toward the gate and pounding on it with all his might.

"You brat!" The gatekeeper grabbed him by the collar and rained blows upon him, kicking him into a corner.

Thin and weak, Uyen couldn't withstand the beating. Blood trickled from his nose and mouth. Even as consciousness faded, his arms still clung tightly to his bamboo slips.

Thunder roared overhead. A torrential downpour began. Summoning his last bit of strength, Uyen staggered to his feet and began walking—not toward home, but toward the village gate. He didn't want his parents to see him like this and worry.

"Brother Huang wouldn't treat me like that… So why wouldn't the gatekeeper let me in?" he wondered aloud.

High above, dense black mists descended, seeping into homes and slaughtering everyone inside. Screams echoed. Blood splattered into the rain.

The demons claimed the Mortal Realm's last ten li, turning it into their territory.

They killed without pause—until they reached Uyen's parents. Then, suddenly, the attackers stopped.

"How interesting. Bring these two to me!" A figure emerged from the void, demonic power coiling around him as he gave the order with a cold smile.

In a single night, the entire village was wiped out. Uyen's parents were captured by an unknown force—perhaps because they possessed some secret or hidden value that spared their lives.