Between the exchange of cups and the change of lamps, a blush appeared on Zhou Chouchou's face. He couldn't handle alcohol well and felt dizzy.

Soon.

The story hasn't started yet.

Zhou Chouchou couldn't help but shed a few tears. Whenever he thought of the past, his heart was filled with endless bitterness.

Under the influence of alcohol, he began to vent.

Wei Yunzheng listened attentively.

Looking at his junior's eyes, there was an indescribable and inexplicable emotion. It was really miserable, to the point where it almost made one cry.

Zhou Chouchou came from a poor background. In his memory, he had never seen Yun Dan Perfected Being since he was a child. He lived with his mother in a remote town.

Since he was young, Zhou Chouchou was the ugliest among the group of children. He received many disdainful looks and no one wanted to play with him.

Then he gradually grew up.

When he was ten years old.

By chance, he awakened his spiritual roots, which meant that he could embark on the path of immortality and become a cultivator who was revered by ordinary people.

The whole town was shocked. No one could have imagined that this ugly child would possess such talent.

His mother resolutely took Zhou Chouchou away from the town, enduring hardships and sleeping rough, just to send him to the sect for cultivation.

It was during this journey.

Zhou Chouchou's mother fell ill, leaving behind an incurable disease. She coughed all day and it was difficult to cure.

Later on.

Zhou Chouchou, along with his mother, arrived at a sect called Tianyuan Sect, which was considered a prestigious sect in the area. If he could join the sect, it would be a bright future for him.

With great anticipation, Zhou Chouchou's mother pleaded with the elder in charge of receiving new disciples. The elder pursed his lips and said, "This child has good aptitude, but he is just too ugly, which affects the image of the sect."

The result was.

He was rejected!

No matter how much Zhou Chouchou's mother pleaded, the elder left without even looking at them.

The young Zhou Chouchou clenched his fists. This was the first time he had missed a great opportunity because of his appearance.

Afterwards.

His mother was unwilling to give up.

Once again, she dragged the young Zhou Chouchou around, searching for a sect that would accept him as a disciple.

Without exception, they were met with rejection everywhere. After many attempts, only one small sect called Diyuan Sect was willing to accept Zhou Chouchou.

Yes.

It was a subordinate sect of Tianyuan Sect.

After going around in circles, Zhou Chouchou returned to the subordinate sect that had initially saddened him.

Zhou Chouchou didn't lose heart. He was determined to cultivate diligently and become a respected cultivator, so that his mother could live a good life.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Zhou Chouchou had only been cultivating for two years.

His mother's condition worsened due to the illness she contracted during their journey. Even if Zhou Chouchou begged for a pill, it was of no use.

When he was twelve years old.

Zhou Chouchou lost his only relative at that time.

Soon after.

Zhou Chouchou emerged from his depression. He knew very well that what his mother wanted to see was a strong and resilient Zhou Chouchou, not one who would be defeated by setbacks.

From that day on.

Zhou Chouchou's cultivation became even more intense.

He devoted himself to studying the Dao and accumulating his cultivation, to the point of neglecting sleep and food.

His fellow disciples mocked Zhou Chouchou, calling him a fool who only knew how to cultivate, and a ridiculously ugly fool at that.

But Zhou Chouchou didn't care.

He had already gotten used to it.

The only thing he wanted to do was to become stronger and shut up those who mocked him.

With this belief.

Zhou Chouchou became.

He became the number one among his peers in Diyuan Sect, surpassing even his fellow disciples. There was no one who could rival him.

Like this.

Zhou Chouchou displayed his might in the grand competition of Diyuan Sect, achieving the final victory!

That day.

Zhou Chouchou stood on the high platform, looking down at those disciples who had once mocked him, with a proud and disdainful expression on his face.

Although you mock me for being ugly, I can still stand at a height that you cannot reach. This is his most powerful counterattack!

All the disciples were stunned, looking at each other, and no one applauded Zhou Chouchou.

But Chouchou didn't care.

What he cared about was becoming the final winner of the sect's grand competition, obtaining the position of chief disciple, and having the opportunity to cultivate in the Tianyuan Sect.

He dreamed of returning to the Tianyuan Sect.

Not for anything else.

Just to prove himself!

Because you rejected me due to my ugliness, you didn't let me join the sect, and my mother's condition worsened because of this, eventually leading to her death!

I, Zhou Chouchou, want to return there.

To trample on all the geniuses.

To show you how ignorant and foolish you were!

Zhou Chouchou is still kind-hearted. He just wants to prove himself and never thought of seeking revenge against the sect.

But fate played another joke on Zhou Chouchou, all because of his shabby face.

In front of everyone, the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect, in Zhou Chouchou's hopeful eyes, announced that the second-place winner would become the chief disciple.

At that moment, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

It seemed that anyone but Zhou Chouchou would do.

In that moment, Zhou Chouchou's heart shattered completely. He felt as if countless knives were stabbing him.

The sect master's explanation was, "The chief disciple not only needs to be strong, but also needs to possess various qualities."

What are these various qualities?

Zhou Chouchou didn't know.

But when he looked back at the so-called second-place winner, with his handsome features and bright eyes, he suddenly understood.

This society is so pitiful.

Being ugly means having no rights!

Not only does he have to endure the ridicule and mockery of male disciples, but he also loses many opportunities that should have belonged to him.

Now, he doesn't even have a chance to prove himself!

Zhou Chouchou sat dejectedly on the ground.

The female disciple standing next to him didn't say a word and slapped him, covering her skirt, saying, "Disgusting pervert!"

Zhou Chouchou looked up at the sky, tears streaming down his face.

Later on, Zhou Chouchou never gave up. He practiced diligently, hiding in places where no one could notice him, avoiding many things.

Everyone gradually forgot about him.

Then one day, Yun Dan Perfected Being arrived, causing a sensation in the Tianyuan Sect. The elders of the sect accompanied him with pleasing smiles on their faces.

Zhou Chouchou was summoned, and the sect master pointed to the important figure in the center of everyone and said, "That's his father."

Later on, Zhou Chouchou entered Extreme Emptiness.

He didn't ask Yun Dan Perfected Being why he had never appeared before.

Why, during the most difficult times for him and his mother, the prestigious Yun Dan Perfected Being didn't offer any help.

These things seemed important, but also seemed unimportant.

What was lost had already been lost, and having an additional father didn't make much difference to him.

He would still face ridicule because of his appearance. The only feeling he had was that there were countless geniuses in Extreme Emptiness, and his once proud cultivation meant nothing here.

He became completely lost.

Feeling that life had no meaning.

Until Yun Dan Perfected Being sent him to Vast Righteousness Peak.

Until he met Wei Yunzheng.

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