A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His cheeks, as sharp as a knife, looked pale, but they couldn't hide a hint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The youth let out a sigh and carefully sensed his body. He found that the Taixuan Jing within him was like a slumbering dragon at the bottom of a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taixuan Jing.,He arrived in Tongzhou with carefully chosen gifts, only to be beaten into a cripple. His hands were crushed and his knees shattered, leaving him emotionally devastated for an extended period, even contemplating suicide.。