Jun's eyes reflected a blend of reluctance and pain as he recounted his traumatic past. His voice, typically composed and guarded, now carried a weight of vulnerability as he spoke.
"I was born with what people called a pure spirit: having an unusually high Qi refinement level, far beyond what anyone considered normal," Jun began, his words measured and careful. "It was seen as a miracle at first, something extraordinary. People celebrated it, believing I could become one of the greatest martial artists of our time."
He paused briefly, his gaze drifting to the ground before continuing, "But along with admiration came envy and hatred. By the time I was seven, my Qi refinement level surpassed 20, which is physically unheard of. I couldn't control my power, my strength. People started calling me a freak, a waste of talent. Even my own mother..."
