"Isn't that Shaohan?"
"Why isn't he dead yet?"
"I heard that this fellow was chased out of his home."
"How pitiful. Now he can only sleep on the streets!"
"Sigh, who asked him to be such a weirdo?"
A few youths surrounded this flesh called Shaohan and discussed animatedly.
On the surface, they were pitying Shaohan, but in reality, the mocking looks on their faces could hardly be concealed.
A mere teenager already had such thoughts. One could only imagine what he would become in the future …
While Fang Yu was muttering in his heart, Shaohan had already closed his eyes.
This also directly caused Fang Yu to sink into darkness.
Even if he wanted to open his eyes and look around, Fang Yu discovered that he could not do so at all.
This feeling of being controlled by someone was really rather unpleasant.
He really did not know what that old man from Cold Moon Palace was thinking.
The so-called great opportunity was to let Fang Yu lose his physical body and let a wisp of his soul wander here?
As he was muttering in his heart, a voice sounded by his ear again.
"Let's go. Stay away from this monster."
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This fellow is so weird all day. Instead of cultivating properly, he insists on chasing that so-called power of the bright moon. "
"Father said that this kind of person is called a demon. Sooner or later, he will go crazy!"
Seeing that the youth closed his eyes and did not speak, the youths beside him mocked him again.
Even without looking at their expressions, Fang Yu could feel the condescending and arrogant aura coming from them.
Their voices slowly fell. Shaohan no longer had the intention to pay attention to them.
His eyes were tightly shut, but his thoughts were swirling.
Fang Yu did not know what he was thinking.
However, he clearly felt a deep sense of helplessness and sorrow from his aura.
The world does not understand, but I am the most infatuated.
This youth, who was still considered young, already had such a state of mind at this time.
One could only imagine what he had experienced.
As Fang Yu lamented in his heart, he slowly released the power of concept and poured it into Shaohan's body.
He didn't seem to notice that the Intent Domain had entered his body, nor did he notice that there was now another person in his body.
After carefully releasing the power of concept, Fang Yu received the young man's divine sense.
In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, snow swirled in the air.
Under the white moonlight, snowflakes danced in the wind.
At night, the Wang Clan, the number one clan in the Purple Cloud City, was bustling with activity.
An old woman dressed like a servant rushed out of a private room in the courtyard with a baby in her arms. She was overjoyed.
In his swaddling clothes, a baby boy was crying loudly.
The old woman smiled and shouted at the people who were waiting anxiously in the courtyard, "Congratulations, Patriarch Wang, it's a young master!"
The middle-aged man in the courtyard hurriedly stepped forward.
Holding the baby in his arms, a rare hint of joy appeared on his dignified face.
As for the baby, he was in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.
His gaze, however, was deeply attracted by the bright moon in the night.
She stopped crying. Even though large snowflakes were falling, she did not show the slightest fear.
In those clear and innocent eyes, the white shadow of the bright moon was deeply engraved.
The cycle of time, the sun and moon were like songs.
Autumn leaves fell, and winter snow drifted.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of years had passed.
The baby had grown into a handsome young man.
At such a young age, he was talented and his divine sense was extraordinary.
In the realm, he had reached the peak of Martial Spirit.
The younger generation was to be feared, and the future was promising.
However, the hazy illusion of the white moon in the young man's eyes never dissipated.
Sunlight was the origin of heaven and earth.
Most cultivators cultivated under the sunlight, when the spiritual energy was the most abundant.
But this young man was the opposite.
He had always believed in the power of the bright moon.
Although under the bright moon, the spiritual energy was scattered and cultivation was hindered.
However, he insisted on doing the exact opposite.
Because in the moonlight, he could clearly see the hazy power of concept.
For a long time, this had become the laughing stock of everyone in Purple Cloud City.
The young master of the Wang family had gone astray and had evil thoughts.
This rumor became more and more widespread.
Later, the young master of the Wang family became the evil demon in everyone's mouth.
The Patriarch of the Wang family's reputation was damaged. In a fit of anger, he drove the young man out of the Wang family.
He went to the streets, using the sky as his quilt and the earth as his bed.
He drank the morning dew in the morning and ate the sunset in the evening.
The young man in his teens had already developed a character that stood aloof from worldly affairs.
In this aspect, he was somewhat similar to the old man in the Tianji Courtyard.
However, Fang Yu knew very well in his heart.
This excuse was just an excuse that the old man found for himself to be lazy.
It sounded dignified, but in fact, it was an excuse.
But this young man was clearly different.
He had indeed reached this state of mind.
Fang Yu had never heard of the so-called power of the bright moon.
The reason why Shaohan was different was that he was different from other children.
He did not cultivate step by step like them to increase his strength.
Instead, he had been following this so-called power of the bright moon.
Therefore, he was treated as a freak and driven out of the family.
Thinking about it, this could be considered quite sad.
However, Fang Yu did not feel any resentment from this young man's aura.
This was somewhat unexpected.
"Let's go, stay far away from this monster!"
While thoughts were flying in his mind, he heard the mocking voices of a few people again.
Then, there was a series of footsteps that gradually faded away.
He originally thought that this group of people would feel bored and naturally go far away.
However, a young man was a young man after all …
Not long after, the few people turned back again.
He did not know what they had discussed.
When they came back, these people directly poured water on Shaohan who was lying on the ground …
Densely packed water droplets dripped off Shaohan's body bit by bit.
Fang Yu did not feel anything in this body.
However, even if he did not open his eyes, he knew what these guys had done.
If this was Fang Yu, he would definitely fly into a rage!
However, Shaohan who was lying on the ground did not have any reaction at all.
Fang Yu did not feel anything and could not smell anything.
However, Shaohan could clearly feel all of this!
However, he was still lying on the ground casually.
As if nothing had happened.
His heart was calm.
Fang Yu did not even feel any fluctuation of aura from his body.
He did not care and did not pay attention.
"Hahaha, let this demon have a taste of my 'sweet dew'!"
"Let me, let me!"
"I still have more …"
The few young men surrounded Shaohan and laughed incessantly.
Even so, Shaohan was still as calm as ever.
As if all of this had nothing to do with him.
Fang Yu even thought that this guy might be like him, temporarily residing in this body.
However, after thinking about it, it was obviously not very likely.
This body was Shaohan's.
Shaohan also had absolute control over this body.
However, he still did not react.
He allowed others to freely humiliate him.