Chapter 3: Rebirth of the Useless (2)

There were nine levels. The higher one went, the more severe the divisions and chasms between the levels became. Many people could not even reach the first level, while those capable of surpassing the fourth level were all experts upon whom great hopes were placed. Those who could reach the ninth tier were god-like existences.

Beyond the ninth tier, there was the Celestial-Human level. However, legend had it that there was a specific race that served the gods, and only they could reach the Celestial-Human level; everyone else was left far behind, unable to even catch a glimpse.

Although Tong Xiang was not the most outstanding among his peers, he was still a rare and formidable talent. At the age of seventeen, being able to reach the initial stage of the fourth level was already enough to make everyone envious.

Tong Xiang was the second son of the Tong family, a child upon whom great hopes were placed. He was willful, difficult, and naturally philandering, yet he possessed excellent martial arts skills. Having reached the fourth level—a major watershed—at the age of seventeen, he had been designated as the successor within the clan.

The Tong family was one of the four great families of the Wolf Kingdom, standing alongside the Murong family at the head of the four great clans. Naturally, their criteria for choosing a daughter-in-law were harsh, but no one could have expected that the Empress Dowager would actually assign the Prime Minister's grandfather's idiot, ugly freak to the Tong family.

The Tong family was shocked, and Tong Xiang went even further, protesting the insult to him on his wedding day by ordering military officers to block the path so he could avoid seeing anyone.

A cool morning breeze whistled down the street, and every pore on Yi Weicen's body felt the piercing chill.

Her burning brain slowly cooled down. Yi Weicen snapped her eyes open and saw a simple, ancient room. Her memories told her that this was Yi Weicen's room. She turned her head to look at the little girl crying by the bedside and called out softly, "Xiao Ling!"

"Ah? Miss, you're alright? That's wonderful! Thank heavens, the late Madam's spirit is watching over us!" Xiao Ling, with snot and tears streaming down her face, slumped by Yi Weicen's bedside and wept uncontrollably.

Unable to help herself, Yi Weicen reached out to help Xiao Ling wipe away her tears.

Reality told her that she had been inexplicably transmigrated by that mummy. Her memories told her that in the current Heavenly Spirit Continent, only the Xiao Ling before her was the person who treated her best.

"Still crying? Go guard the door first. For the time being, do not let anyone in."

Xiao Ling did not understand why, but she only knew that the Miss waking up was the best thing that could happen. She followed the command and went to guard the door first.

Yi Weicen searched for a long time but could not find that biting jade pendant, which left her feeling a bit disappointed.

After only a brief bout of tossing and turning, she felt so exhausted she was on the verge of collapse. This was not a reaction a normal person should have. Yi Weicen carefully inspected her own body and felt that something was strange inside.

In her previous life, she had been a mercenary, as well as a highly accomplished black-market doctor and a powerful mystic.

To increase her survival rate during work, she had studied medicine desperately.

To ensure she could navigate tomb raiding with ease without being trapped by formations or mystical illusions, Yi Weicen was well-versed in various unorthodox formations and strange hand-sealing arts.

In terms of her achievements in medicine and mysticism, Yi Weicen believed that very few people could compare to her!

Yi Weicen moved her fingers; the nerves in her body seemed not to obey her. She first sat cross-legged on the bed with her eyes tightly shut. A slow, green mist was gradually forced out from her body, eventually swirling above her head like a green mushroom cloud. After a long while, black water seeped out from her body through the pores on her arms.

"Damn it! I really was poisoned!" Yi Weicen couldn't help but curse inwardly.

The foundation of this body was not bad to begin with, but because of the long-term consumption of toxic substances that had seeped deep into her nerves, what was being forced out of her body was actually toxic gas and poisonous water.