He then looked at the elders and continued with an intensely sad look appearing in his face, "My father and mother who went out to search and source for rare, legendary and transcendental items that could possibly help me to cultivate again, even it was only to a particular low-rank level, unfortunately lost their beautiful and bright lives in doing so for me."
"And so, I was all alone, growing up in the street as a useless and disabled young boy that even the weakest human pounced on and constantly beat blue black over amazingly silly things."
