“Cheng Tianyou, Late Foundation Establishment!”

Cheng Tianyou withdrew his hand.

The testing stone shimmered with light, then gradually dimmed.

“What!?”

“Already Late Foundation Establishment.”

“Three months ago he’d just entered Foundation Establishment, and now he’s already at the late stage!”

“What kind of genius is this?”

“He’s only four years old this year.”

“A four-year-old Foundation Establishment cultivator!?”

“.........”

Amid the crowd’s murmurs, the four-year-old Cheng Tianyou stepped down from the platform.

Father Cheng nodded in satisfaction—his wife hadn’t died in vain.

“Rong’er, may your spirit in heaven bless our Tianyou!”

The day Cheng Tianyou was born, his mother died when the spiritual energy burst her body apart.

From the moment he was born, Cheng Tianyou already had Qi Refining cultivation, drawing spiritual energy into his body.

Now, at four years old, he’d reached Foundation Establishment. It caused quite a stir.

The Cheng family’s testing concluded.

Cheng Tianyou sat quietly on a hillside. With every breath in, it was as if he absorbed the essence of nature, and with every exhale, expelled the foulness within.

Gradually, sweat beaded on Cheng Tianyou’s forehead, trickling down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

His clothes were drenched in sweat, but he didn’t notice at all, remaining completely focused on his cultivation.

Finally, when his internal strength surged to the peak—

Cheng Tianyou suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of brilliance passed through them, as though containing infinite power.

He’d made another step forward!

Cheng Tianyou wiped the sweat from his face.

With every advance in cultivation, he was one step closer to Lin Wanqing.

Who would’ve thought that I, Fanyue, would get a second chance at life.

Cheng Tianyou clenched his fists.

In this life, he swore not to let happiness slip through his fingers again.

Cheng Tianyou didn’t rashly head to Mount Shushan in search of Lin Wanqing.

Because of his past life’s experience, he’d been plotted to death without knowing why.

Even now, thinking back, Cheng Tianyou still didn’t know who had orchestrated it.

This second chance at life—Wanqing had fought for it on his behalf.

He absolutely couldn’t waste it again. Once he regained his strength, then he’d find his beloved.

That way, he wouldn’t fall into misfortune again and suffer the pain of parting.

Once that was clear in his heart, Cheng Tianyou cultivated with even greater determination.

“.............”

“Tianyou, where are you going?”

“Going to visit Aunt Liu.”

Cheng Tianyou ran through the streets.

The vegetable vendor uncle let out a sigh.

“The Cheng kid’s really something.”

Someone immediately chimed in, “Totally. When the plague hit two years ago, if it weren’t for the Cheng kid, who knows how many people in the city would’ve died.”

“Yeah, just look at those other brats in the Cheng family—bullying men and harassing women.

But this Cheng Tianyou, son of the family head, naturally talented, and I heard he even suggested the Cheng family distribute porridge to help the poor recently.”

“Truly a good kid~”

“Aunt Liu was the one who delivered Cheng Tianyou when he was born, and now look—he’s ascended alone, and even those around him benefit!

Tianyou visits Aunt Liu all the time. Her house is packed with the stuff he brings!”

“Some folks are just born lucky.”

“.........”

After visiting Aunt Liu, Cheng Tianyou happened to pass by the Cheng family’s porridge station.

Disaster victims were lining up for the porridge the Cheng family was handing out. When they saw the young master arrive—

One by one, they knelt with gratitude.

“Young Master, you saved our lives.”

“Young Master, there’s no way we can repay your kindness.”

“......”

“Hey now, get up, get up.

What’s all this? Old Sir, I can’t take your bow—you must be eighty by now.”

“Eh? Why’s there so little porridge? Go! Tell them to bring meat from the stores—a big pot of meat—for everyone to eat.”

Cheng Tianyou said so.

Father Cheng adored Cheng Tianyou and granted his every request.

Naturally, the servants didn’t dare disobey.

As soon as people heard there would be meat, they burst into tears, once again overwhelmed with gratitude.

Cheng Tianyou smiled as he watched them.

These people—whom he used to see as ants, lower than pigs and dogs.

Fanyue never imagined he’d one day do such things—

Interacting with them, even shaking hands, embracing them.

Showing them kindness.

Cheng Tianyou shook his head with a smile.

For Wanqing, he’d changed far, far too much!!

As he looked at the deeply wrinkled hand grasping his own, he couldn’t help the feeling of disgust in his heart.

But he forced himself to bear it.

Since Heaven had given him another chance, this time, he couldn’t behave as he had in his first two lives.

Otherwise, that tragic ending would become his clearest warning.

“............”

“Hahahahaha!!”

“Run? Where you gonna run?”

Several noble-dressed youths on fast horses circled a pair of sisters who had just bought fabric.

The girls were so terrified their faces went pale. Officers nearby saw it all—

But pretended not to notice.

Laughter rang endlessly.

“It’s those Cheng brats again!”

“Wicked as ever.”

The people around could only curse silently, too afraid to speak out.

One of the boys suddenly lost control of his horse. The tall steed reared back on its hind legs.

A scream rang out.

“Whoa~”

Right then, a figure flashed by.

With one punch, he sent the horse flying.

The youth was thrown off and hit the ground, cursing.

“Who did that!”

The surrounding Cheng youths glared in fury at the newcomer.

That person was short—it was Cheng Tianyou.

“You! What do you think you’re doing? Are you crazy?”

The boy’s tone immediately softened when he saw it was Cheng Tianyou.

“Scram!”

Cheng Tianyou didn’t hold back in the slightest.

Even a clay man has some temper—let alone being scolded by a four-year-old brat.

The boy began cursing on the spot.

But the moment the words left his mouth, Cheng Tianyou shattered all his teeth with a punch.

One punch after another, until the boy was beaten bloody and unrecognizable.

Only then did Cheng Tianyou stop.

The other Cheng youths were dumbfounded. They never imagined the kid would be this ruthless.

Cheng Tianyou tossed the boy aside like garbage.

“Scram!”

The others didn’t hesitate—they turned and ran without daring to look back.

“Yes!!”

Suddenly, the crowd erupted in thunderous applause.

“Yes, well done!”

Cheng Tianyou suddenly smiled, catching the heated looks around him.

In the past, when he killed, people looked on in terror.

Now, when he struck, they cheered and clapped.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Cheng Tianyou was feeling something new.

It was quite novel to him.

At the roadside tea stall, under a bamboo hat, Li Xuanxiao watched it all.

How did he... turn into a model citizen?