Chapter 3 A Tale of Rags to Riches

When the dawn was breaking, Trevin finally opened his eyes after cultivating the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica for a whole night. With his eyes glinting, Trevin smiled contentedly.

"I've reached the fifth level of Body-Refining Realm in just one night. The Nine Reincarnation Esoterica really lives up to its Super Rank." Trevin muttered to himself. His eyebrows were almost dancing because of excitement.

Last night, Trevin managed to repair the Reincarnation Demonic Saber and started cultivating the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica it had passed on to him. As the name implied, the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica required nine reincarnations. It was like the phoenix rising from the ashes. And Holy Reincarnation King was indeed inspired by phoenix when he created the esoterica.

However, the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica was different from other esoterica. Normally, the esoterica helped martial practitioners to refine the nature power they absorbed. Then it attached a specific element to their spiritual power. So, martial practitioners could get more pure nature power. But it could not purify their body.

However, since the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica required martial practitioners to undergo nine reincarnations, it had strict requirements for their bodies. Therefore, they would try hard to refine their bodies while practicing with the Nine Reincarnation Esoterica. As their bodies turned perfect, it would be easier for them to undergo the reincarnation.

However, it did not mean the reincarnation became very easy. Only Trevin knew how dangerous it was. Every time each reincarnation needed to be completed in an extreme environment.

It should be a Land of Life or Death. This kind of place was extremely dangerous. Very few people survived after they went there. Even if they made it, they would probably pay the price of losing their mind forever.

However, as the saying goes, danger is the opportunity for one's growth. If he could not take the little risk, then he should not cultivate at all. It was better for him to live an ordinary life.

Feeling the power in his body, Trevin became more confident than ever. He only had three months left before this year's Rite of Passage in his family. Therefore, Trevin had to reach the sixth level of Body-Refining Realm. No, the higher, the better. Only in this way would those snobbish people in the family shut up. And his father would be relieved.

Trevin made clear his goal for the next three months. Then he got out of bed and had a shower. After that, Trevin left the room and walked to the training square. The air in the early morning was very fresh. Trevin could not help but take a few more deep breaths, which made him refreshed and revitalized a lot.

Trevin saw many people on his way to the square. But most of them were servants of the Lawton family. They were not surprised to see Trevin in the early morning. He had kept that habit since the day he started his cultivation. And it had lasted for five years. Trevin was always this early whether it was blowing hard or raining in torrents. Especially in the past three years, he was even earlier than before.

"Good morning, Mr. Trevin!"

"Mr. Trevin, you're going to the training square?"

"Good morning, Mr. Trevin!"

Hearing their greetings, Trevin smiled gently and waved his hand to them. Trevin was of affability and condescension, and the servants liked him very much. Sometimes, Trevin would even help them, which got him a good reputation in those servants.

However, there were always conflicts in lives. Trevin had walked for a while and saw one of the servants who looked to be in his thirties. He should feel sorry for his face when he said tartly in a hoarse voice, "What's the use of getting up so early? He can't cultivate at all. No matter how hard he tries, he will never catch up with Mr. Harold."

Trevin heard him clearly. However, it was not the first time that he had heard this kind of words in the past three years. So, it did not annoy Trevin. Moreover, that man was just a servant. There was no need for Trevin to be angry at a servant. A man would not bite a dog even if it bit him first.

Therefore, Trevin only shook his head and walked to the training square.

However, that servant thought Trevin was afraid of him, so he continued to taunt Trevin, "He's a total loser. If his father were not the patriarch of the family, a loser like him would have been expelled on the day he was found he couldn't cultivate."

But the other servants would not let him laugh at Trevin anymore. Trevin had been nice to them. So, those servants stared at the man like angry beasts. The man got frightened by their gaze. "You ... what are you doing? Hey, don't forget that Mr. Harold gets my back."

After the man mentioned Harold, the servants gave up and looked quite upset. After all, Harold was one of the candidates for the next patriarch of the Lawton family, so they did not dare to offend Harold.

But it only made the man more arrogant. "There you go. You should remember this. Mr. Harold has promised that he will promote me to be the butler when he becomes the patriarch of the Lawton family. At that time, you all should listen to me. And I can do whatever I want to that trash."

"Really? Then why don't you do it now?"

"Well, I just don't want to do it now. If it weren't for his father, I would have killed him." After saying that, the man felt the atmosphere was a little strange. Why did everyone's face change when they looked at him?

Was he too handsome?

Wait, that voice sounded so familiar. The man thought that he must have heard it somewhere.

Before the man figured out who that person was, that person continued as if he was telling a joke. "You don't have to treat me as a young master. Moreover, if you can kill me, I won't blame you. And I will ask my father to reward you."

Now the man finally remembered who that person was. He shivered as he turned around and saw Trevin looking at him with a smile. His teeth looked pretty white under the sunlight.

"What are you waiting for? I'm standing right in front of you, and you don't dare to make a move?" Trevin smiled and looked at the servant. He knew this man, Andrew Schultz, who was quite notorious in the family. Andrew had helped Harold make trouble for Trevin. Trevin used to be cautious about Harold, so he did not do anything to his man Andrew. Now that Trevin had found his talent again. If he let Andrew do this again, there would form an obstacle in his cultivation.

Instantly, Andrew turned nervous, just like a mouse that met a cat. The other servants looked at him with disdain and mockery.

Andrew was enraged by the gazes of these people. Thinking about Harold, Andrew straightened his back and looked at Trevin mockingly, "Really? I don't believe it. Do you think I'm an idiot? What if I beat you up and your father kills me?"

"Don't worry. I won't deceive a dog, let alone a mad dog that doesn't know its owner. Moreover, there are so many witnesses here. What are you afraid of?" Trevin tried to convince Andrew.

Andrew knew that Trevin was cursing him, and he felt quite humiliated. His face twisted as he said to Trevin, "Alright, you asked for it. Don't say that I started it."

"Don't worry about it. I won't be bitten by a dog. Just take it as a little game," Trevin said calmly, and he sounded very cold.

The servants got worried when they saw Trevin was going to fight with Andrew. Although Andrew was only a servant, he followed Harold and did learn something from Harold. Therefore, Andrew had reached the third level of Body-Refining Realm in the past few years. But Trevin had stopped his cultivation, and he hadn't improved for three years. They thought Trevin was still at the third level. So, they were very anxious and worried about their fight.

When Andrew was about to attack Trevin, the servants around them stood up again and pointed at Andrew. "Andrew, don't you dare touch Mr. Trevin. Have you forgotten the family rules? If the servants attacked their master, they would be chopped up into pieces."

Being reminded of the rule, Andrew couldn't help but tremble. But then he became fierce again. "I didn't force him! He asked for it himself. You also heard him. Mr. Trevin is going to play a game with me."

Because Andrew was too shameless, the servants wanted to say something again. But Trevin waved his hand to them. "Don't worry. It's just a little game. Calm down. Are you guys losing confidence in me?"

The servants didn't know what to say, so they could only choke back on their refutations. Then they looked at Andrew with hatred. At the same time, they also stared at Trevin. They could not let Trevin get into danger in front of them. Otherwise, Ethan would probably torture everyone in the Lawton family. Even though Trevin's cultivation had fallen backwards, everyone knew that Ethan still loved him very much.

"Alright. Let the game begin!" Trevin gave Andrew a sharp look. Now Trevin looked like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, ready to attack at any time. Trevin seemed to have become a quite different person.

"Damn, you're asking for it. Go to hell. Mountain-Opening Fist!" Andrew laughed sinisterly as his ugly face twisted. He stomped on the ground and rushed to Trevin. He clenched his fists and tried to punch on Trevin's face.

Mountain-Opening Fist was a mediocre Martial Art of Ordinary Rank, which belonged to the Lawton family. It was suitable for martial practitioners at the Body-Refining Realm. Andrew learned it from Harold.

Andrew brought out the wind with this punch. The air seemed to be compressed and broken apart by the fist force. Everyone heard the rumbling sound. In the blink of an eye, Andrew got very close to Trevin.

But Trevin stood motionless, as if he was frozen in fear.

A thought popped into the minds of the servants. "God, the Lawton family is going to suffer!"