Shui Fengbao

* Vital Status

* Relatsh.
* Affiliation

* Cultivation Dao

## Appearance

He is a farmer who decided to attend the Neo-Dawn Alchemic Expo in search of his fortune.

## Introduction

His clothes were a mess, and he was in complete disarray; even his hygiene was somewhat lacking, with yellowing teeth and long, uneven nails. The frizzy hair only served to highlight his lack of self-care. Despite his recent improvements in mentality, the bags under his eyes were evident, as sleep was a luxury for someone who could never forget that day and the light of those flames.

## History

There was once a man who worked on a farm harvesting Flowing Flames Beets, a type of vegetable that was inherently spicy yet sweet, and when roasted over some flames, it was exceedingly good at purifying one's internal impurities while staving away hunger. It was a mere low-tier astral-graded material.

He was happy, with a family of two—his lovely wife and his son. They worked their area of the farm together, along with a few others. For nine months, the man had pinched pennies to obtain a beautiful necklace for his wife's birthday. On the eve of that day, he traveled a hundred miles to obtain this necklace with the brightest smile filled with a sense of accomplishment. All that suffering was going to be worth it to see that smile.

But when he returned, he arrived not to smiles and a warm home but to burning flames and dark smoke billowing in the distance. The only things he found were the burned bodies of his neighbors and fellow farmers. Hope burned in his mind.

After searching endlessly amongst the wreckage and nearby, he finally found two corpses huddled together at a nearby riverbank, embroiled in flames, hugging each other—a sight that would forever be etched in his memory. The smell of burnt flesh, the signs of claw marks edging towards the river, and the cruelty of the flames' light flickered in his eyes, carving forever in his soul.

In his heart, he had sworn to obtain his vengeance, with tears flowing through his eyes. But he couldn't get it.

He was too weak; he was too untalented; he was too old; he was too poor. Too many excuses prevented any form of future. And as he cultivated, his heart and mind were besieged by the images of his family, endlessly telling him again and again and again that he had failed to protect them.

Eventually, he recklessly assaulted the bandits responsible, and despite his weakness, he was ready to detonate himself to take at least one down!

But he was subdued within the first exchange. After hearing his mad ravings of revenge, they didn't kill him. They crippled his cultivation and broke his arms and legs, telling him to start over and try again next time with jeers and sadistic laughter—cruelty at its finest.

When he was ready to drown at the edge of a river, the news of the Neo-Dawn Alchemic Expo resounded throughout the world. The words 'good fortune' spread endlessly. He thought that there was little reason not to go. Not out of hope but out of despair.

## Trivia

* He's given birth to a Law Seed of Fire.

## References

1. ↑ Chapter 1280: Chapter 1274: NDAE, Fortune of the Expo
2. ↑ 2.0 2.1 2.2 Chapter 1280: Chapter 1274: NDAE, Fortune of the Expo