Chapter 1: The Short-Lived Ghost

  Tianqing Country, Qingyang City, Zhang Family Compound.

  In a simply furnished bedroom, a handsome fifteen or sixteen year old boy was lying on the bed, not breathing at all.

  Outside the house door, two boys of the same age walked towards the courtyard while talking angrily.

  "Bai Shaohai was ruthless, and directly killed Ashan."

  "Ashan is too impulsive, how can he agree to go on a life-and-death stage with Bai Shaohai? Now even if he dies, it's all in vain."

  "Isn't it enough that you're speaking with such venom just because of your surname Bai? Those who mock the Ashan family are all short-lived ghosts."

  "Alas, why would the Ashita family inherit such an illness? It's as if they've been cursed."

  "Let's hurry up and go find Zhang Jiabu back, I don't know if she can hold on after hearing this terrible news..."

  Not long after the two left, the young man's body on the bed suddenly shook violently, his chest began to heave, and he started breathing again. However, his facial features were twisted in agony, as if he was having a nightmare.

  "I haven't become an emperor of cinema yet, how can I die!"

  He shouted loudly in his mouth, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes, sat up with a sudden sound, and panted heavily.

  His head was splitting, as if a red-hot iron needle was stirring inside, and all sorts of strange and wonderful images kept pouring into his mind, he felt like his head was about to explode.

  Memories pieced together bit by bit, and the young man gradually understood what had happened.

  "I didn't die after all, and I even encountered this kind of thing... it's really unbelievable..."

  Holding his head in severe pain, he muttered to himself.

  His name is Zhang Shan, a senior student at the Earth Hua Xia Film Academy. He died after falling from a high place while acting as a stunt double and his soul crossed over to this world.

  The original owner of this body was a namesake and had the same surname as him. He was the third young master of the Zhang family, a small clan in Qingyang City.

  Qingyang City is a city in the southern part of Tianqing Country on the Cangqiong Continent.

  The Azure Continent is a world where the strong are revered and the weak are devoured, only those who have awakened their martial souls can become superior beings.

  There are many types of martial souls, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, flowers, grasses, trees, and rare birds and beasts. The strength or weakness of a martial soul is closely related to the potential of the warrior.

  Martial artists are divided into four levels: Qi Wu Realm, Ling Wu Realm, Zhen Wu Realm, and Xuan Wu Realm. Each level is further divided into nine sub-levels, and above that is the title of Martial Saint.

  As his memories merged further, Zhang Shan realized that he had crossed over into a waste body with a family genetic disease.

  The Zhang family's male descendants have a strange genetic disease. If they cannot enter the Spiritual Warrior Realm by the age of 20, they will die. Similarly, if they cannot enter the True Warrior Realm by the age of 40, they will also die.

  If one's innate talent is poor and they cannot advance in the martial way, their life will be short-lived, hence outsiders call them the Short-Lived Ghost Family.

  Zhang Shan, on the other hand, was a waste who had not awakened his martial soul in sixteen years and currently had a cultivation of Qi Wu Realm Fifth Layer.

  Without a martial soul, one can at most wander in the Qi Martial Realm and will never be able to advance to the Spiritual Martial Realm for their entire life.

  Others may not be able to advance and can only become ordinary people, but Zhang Shan being unable to become a Lingwu realm martial artist by the age of 20 is equivalent to death.

  He is now sixteen years old and has only four years left.

  "Let me be reborn and I can only live for four more years? You're playing a trick on me, you old heaven!" Zhang Shan cursed in his heart.

  At this time, a jade pendant on his neck emitted a faint white light, and he couldn't help but be startled.

  "Is the jade pendant glowing? What's... going on?"

  This jade pendant was given to Zhang Shan by his father when he passed away. It is a family heirloom that has been passed down for many generations in the Zhang family.

  According to the ancestral teachings, as long as the mystery of this jade pendant is solved, it can cure the hereditary disease of the Zhang family.

  This piece of jade pendant looks like a low-quality product with gray dust all over it, but no matter whether it's cut by knife or burned by fire, it remains intact and undamaged.

  After he got this pendant, he tried every means to study it, but couldn't find anything special about it. Unexpectedly, it suddenly emitted light today.

  At this time, the light emitted by the jade pendant was getting brighter and brighter, and a faint, cold voice echoed in his consciousness.

  "Host bloodline confirmed... Soul strength meets standard... Inheritance activated..."

  As soon as the sound fell, the jade pendant's light flashed greatly and then transformed into a white light that shot into his brow.

  A severe pain hit his head and Zhang Shan fainted.

  When he slowly came to, he found himself in a vast expanse of emptiness.

  A stone monument one zhang high, entirely grayish-white in color, was quietly floating in mid-air.

  At the same time, a piece of information flooded into his mind, making Zhang Shan understand what had happened.

  That ancestral jade pendant is the seal of this stone monument, and because it met the requirements for bloodline and soul strength, it unlocked the seal.

  After Yuè Zhui recognized its master, it entered his sea of consciousness and transformed into a stone tablet.

  "The bloodline should refer to the Zhang family, soul strength... Could it be that after I crossed over, the two souls merged and reached the activation requirements of the jade pendant?"

  He thought for a moment, furrowed his brow, and then remembered the family motto: "Looks like a tombstone... won't our family's illness have something to do with this tombstone?"

  At this time, the cold voice from just now sounded again: "Are you awake?"

  "What are you? A tombstone? Can you talk?"

  Zhang Shan was startled and said uncertainly.

  "I'm not a tombstone, I am... you don't need to know for now, you can also treat it as a stone monument, I am its spirit."

  The stone monument's cold voice couldn't convey any emotions.

  "Spirit of the stele? Alright... if I can transcend my own soul, then a spirit-infused stone stele isn't something that's unacceptable."

  Zhang Shan thought of this and felt relieved.

  He hesitated for a moment before saying: "According to the family's legacy, unlocking the secret of the jade pendant can cure the hereditary disease that has plagued the Zhang clan for generations?"

  "That may not be a disease, but rather some kind of hereditary curse."

  The stele spirit gave an unexpected answer.

  Zhang Shan's eyes lit up: "So it's a curse? How can we break it?"

  "The Monument Spirit fell silent for a moment: 'Most of my memories are still sealed away, so there's no way to lift this curse at present.'"

  "So, how can you lift the seal on your memories?" Zhang Shan couldn't hide his disappointment.

  "It's simple, as long as you keep advancing, I'll be able to unseal a part of my memories with each breakthrough. When you become the Martial God, I should be able to unseal all of my memories."

  Zhang Shan's eyes dimmed instantly: "I don't have a martial soul, let alone reach the Spiritual Martial Realm, not to mention the Martial God Realm."

  "You didn't have one before, but now you do, and of course I'm your Martial Spirit."

  Bei Ling's voice was still cold and clear, but to Zhang Shan, it was like a person who was about to die of thirst finding an oasis.

  He was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and a look of wild joy appeared on his face.

  "So that means I have a martial soul, this is great. In that case, the obstacle to advancing no longer exists, as long as I work hard at cultivation, I will eventually be able to lift the curse on my family."

  Thinking of the curse on his family, Zhang Shan recalled the vicious mockery he received from Bai Shaohai at the Wen Tian Academy this morning, who deliberately provoked him into a life-and-death duel.

  Bai Shaohai is the second young master of the Bai family, a large clan in Qingyang City. He awakened the Green Snake Martial Soul and is one of the top students at the Xuantian Academy.

  He usually relies on his own superior martial arts skills to bully others in the school, often taking advantage of students who are weaker than him, and is a tyrant in the school.

  Zhang Shan, because he refused to surrender under his tyranny, was often targeted by Bai Shaohai. This time, he even dealt a fatal blow to him.

  "This vendetta, I will definitely avenge!" Zhang Shan gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

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