Sword Shatters Stars

Chapter 1 The Weak's Counterattack
In the Sky Blue Kingdom, the night sky over Linhai City is illuminated by a huge, ethereal projection.

Drones, spaced at regular intervals, played sounds in the night sky.

"...The celestial power of the higher-dimensional universe, the direction of human evolution..."

"Having cultivated to the celestial level of martial prowess, regaining youth, and breaking through the lifespan limits of the primal human body..."

"...I devoted myself to cultivation in the Heavenly Martial Realm...to explore the mysteries of the Heavenly Martial Realm..."

"The great man who will lead humanity's Tianwu era to a new level may very well be you!"

The inspiring voice ignited the passion of countless young people, filling them with dreams for the future.

Lin Xiufeng couldn't get excited; all she hoped for now was that her mother's surgery would go smoothly.

The people waiting for the elevator did not have any smiles on their faces.

A child looked up at his mother's worried face and said:

"When I grow up, I'll go to the Heavenly Martial Realm to cultivate, and then I'll have money to treat my father's illness..."

Before he could finish speaking, the child's mother impatiently interrupted and scolded him:

"If you had talent, you would have been selected for the Heavenly Martial Corps long ago! If you didn't have talent, our family wouldn't have the money to send you to the Heavenly Martial Training Class! Study hard and find a job, stop dreaming all day!"

The light of hope in the child's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head, falling silent.

Sudden--

A loud "bang" shattered the tranquility of the hall.

Lin Xiufeng turned his head with the crowd and, taking advantage of his 1.9-meter height, saw a person fall to the ground to his side.

A strange man.

Screams rang out one after another.

Jump off a building?

Lin Xiufeng felt inexplicably uneasy, and when he heard a familiar voice from above, he looked up in shock.

Beside the railing on the eighth floor stood a person whose face was covered in blood.

Its appearance is unclear.

The bloodied figure beside the railing looked down, his hands gripping the railing, and shouted loudly.

“Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.”

"My wife had been waiting so long for a heart transplant, she was already in the operating room, the surgery was underway! And then they snatched it! It killed her!"

"It's all because of this family that a martial arts expert helped them coerce the hospital administration!"

"They killed my wife, so I killed them."

"Today, everyone, please help bear witness and spread the truth."

"I also want to tell one person that I can't walk with him anymore."

"Because it is better for a person to die seeking justice than to live in humiliation."

"I also want to tell him: I may not be able to change the injustice that has occurred, but I can choose not to tolerate it, and I can also choose to fight back."

"I hope he won't be crushed by bad luck and will live well for us."

The bloodied figure beside the railing, neither tall nor strong, smiled slightly the moment the police pinned him down…

That smile became the image that repeatedly jolted Lin Xiufeng awake from her dreams.

Lin Xiufeng lay on the bed, weeping alone, but dared not cry out loud.

He was afraid of waking his grandparents.

He lost his parents, and his grandparents lost their son and daughter-in-law.

An ordinary but happy family was suddenly shattered by misfortune.

Lin Xiufeng clenched her fists, furious at the harm fate had brought upon her...

Misfortune is like a coin falling from the sky; it can hit anyone on the head, without reason or explanation. As insignificant individuals, the only way is to persevere and strive to increase our resilience in the face of adversity.

Lin Xiufeng remembered what her father had once said, and the anger in her heart suddenly subsided...

All that remained was the same deathly silence as the night.

Several months have passed since then.

Lin Xiufeng has never met her father.

Then one day, they were informed that his father had committed suicide while in custody. Lin Xiufeng didn't believe it, but after making inquiries from various sources, the family still received the same result.

Lin Xiufeng still didn't believe it!

If his father commits suicide—that would be tantamount to teaching him by example to solve problems through suicide!

Based on this alone, his father would never have committed suicide!

Never will!
'I will find out the truth sooner or later!' Lin Xiufeng made up his mind.

When relatives came, they said things like they were relieved that they hadn't been retaliated against yet.

It is speculated that Lin Xiufeng's father deliberately used public opinion to cause that family's Heavenly Martial Realm relative to be punished and sent to the Heavenly Martial Realm to redeem himself.

Lin Xiufeng wasn't surprised. Given his father's personality, he must have considered everything within his capabilities before making a decision.

But Lin Xiufeng didn't feel fortunate.

Because he—had not forgotten that among the causes of these misfortunes was the Heavenly Warrior who had threatened the hospital!
His father had no way to avenge this.

He must repay this debt in the future!
Lin Xiufeng didn't go to school for many days, focusing all his energy on searching and organizing information about the Heavenly Martial Power online.

The compiled information is far from ideal...

Since the emergence of the Heavenly Martial Power ten years ago, people have inexplicably acquired it and been recruited into the Heavenly Martial Warrior Organization by the Tianlan Star government.

Many people who yearn for the power of the Heavenly Martial Arts exchange various 'cultivation methods' online.

Successful people have always remained just stories.

Previously, Lin Xiufeng did not have the enthusiasm to actively cultivate the power of Heavenly Martial Arts.

He just wanted to grow up peacefully and live an ordinary but happy life with his parents and relatives.

When his classmates and friends talked about the power of Heavenly Martial Arts, Lin Xiufeng would occasionally daydream about it.

But once he got home, he enjoyed the meal his mother had prepared to his liking before quickly finishing his homework.

Then, watch anime within the agreed time limit, play games, read books, and do outdoor activities with friends on holidays.

Lin Xiufeng doesn't have any grand ambitions for the future.

While Heavenly Warriors are indeed impressive, they have to fight and kill in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

That's so dangerous!
Her parents would definitely worry, and Lin Xiufeng didn't want to be so far away from them.

Although traditional scientific knowledge has lost some of its importance, machines are still needed in our lives to serve humanity and handle all the trivial and complicated matters for us.

Even warriors need the services of machines to make life more convenient.

Those engaged in related research and development, design, and maintenance work can earn a good income.

In the past, Lin Xiufeng had a peaceful mindset and stable emotions.

But now, Lin Xiufeng felt nothing but anger!
Anger left him with only—

The thought of revenge!
Become a Celestial Warrior, grow stronger and stronger, and take revenge on the Celestial Warrior who caused this misfortune!
The pent-up anger led Lin Xiufeng to write on his signature:
'If your anger can't be extinguished, then let it explode! Rather than becoming twisted in anger, use it to hurt others. Hurt those who—the vile forces that ignite your anger!'

Lin Xiufeng thought for a moment, then added a sentence to her mind to remind herself:
Never forgive your enemies! Never harm the innocent, and never become the kind of person you hate most!

"quack--"

A duck-like notification sounded.

Lin Xiufeng glanced at it and saw it was Xiaoying from his class.

Xiaoying has sent out many messages recently.

'I heard you're going to the Heavenly Martial Realm? Really?'

"It's very dangerous for you to go in without the power of Heavenly Martial Arts!"

"Didn't you say before that only a reckless fool would go in to gamble without the power of a Heavenly Martial being?"

"Don't rush. Just cultivate your Heavenly Martial Power step by step. Some people online say that with three to five years of hard work, you can master it..."

Lin Xiufeng had already intended to send Xiaoying a message to say goodbye, so he decided to steel himself and reply.

All that has passed is sealed away in my memory. From now on, I will have only one thought: to cultivate revenge. I can never go back. Take care, goodbye, don't worry.

Lin Xiufeng turned off his phone; Xiaoying was the last friend he needed to say goodbye to.

Tomorrow, he will enter the Heavenly Martial Realm with the strength of an ordinary person, seeking an opportunity for rapid cultivation.

(End of this chapter)