It is on this land that has witnessed countless glorious moments and carried many undercurrents that Dong Bo Xue Ying was born.

A life that seemed insignificant at first came to this world quietly, carrying the seeds of an unknown destiny.

Dong Bo Xue Ying's father, Dong Bo Lie, although in a branch of the family, has a heart that never yields.

There is always an inextinguishable fighting spirit in his eyes, and that flame has never been extinguished even when he encounters bias and indifference within the family.

It has never been extinguished for a moment, but has become even more blazing.

Dong Bo Xue Ying's mother, a woman from the folk with a gentle personality like spring water.

Her hands are soft and tough, and she built a small world full of love and shelter for the young Xue Ying.

In this warm world, the child of Xue Ying dances young and gracefully under the sunshine of hope, and thrives.

Ever since he started to stagger, his clear eyes revealed a kind of extraordinary sharpness and wit.

This talent can trigger a subtle but strong resonance in the eyes of the weathered elders of the clan.

But in the family's historic castle, the game of power and sectarianism are like invisible shackles.

The heavy blockades restrict every soul that tries to cross the boundaries.

Especially after Dong Bo Lie was seriously injured by a sudden disaster, the indifference and rejection within the family became worse.

The air is not only filled with biting cold, but also with a kind of coldness and disregard that can be almost touched, which makes people suffocate.

Faced with so many difficulties and challenges, Dong Bo Xue Ying did not choose to bow his head.

Instead, the fire in his heart burned more fiercely in the indifference of the outside world. Countless nights with few stars.

He practiced alone and firmly, irrigated his dream with unremitting sweat, and broke through all obstacles with tenacious perseverance.

Looking for the starlight that led him forward on the thorny road.

Because of this perseverance and hard work, the scales of fate finally smiled at him.

It opened a window of opportunity for him to study under a master who lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests.

This master was not only a guiding light on the road of practice, but also a lighthouse for him to navigate in the ocean of life wisdom.

Not only did he teach him his lifelong skills, but he also planted the seeds of fearlessness and wisdom and courage in his heart.

Taught him how to find direction in adversity and draw strength for growth in confusion.

The secret adventure that he accidentally stepped into seemed to be a wonderful encounter specially arranged by fate.

It made Dong Bo Xueying meet the Snow Eagle Sword wrapped in legends unexpectedly.

The sword was unsheathed, the cold light was sharp, like the sharp edge of snow that had accumulated for thousands of years.

It carried the purity and power of the eternal cold air on the top of the mountain.

This sword not only gave Dong Bo Xue Ying immeasurable power, but also became a symbol of his identity.

A sword deeply engraved on his soulsymbol.

With the leap in strength, Dong Bo Xue Ying's name began to echo in the world of cultivation.

Whether participating in fierce competitions or experiencing various tests, he fully demonstrated his extraordinary wisdom and outstanding style.

On the road to pursuing his dreams, Dong Bo Xue Ying is not fighting alone, and more and more like-minded people are gathering around him.

Some of them come from famous families, and some carry unknown secrets.

But they all coincide because of their common pursuit of truth and ideals.

In the days and nights of fighting side by side, their friendship is like aged fine wine, which becomes more mellow and precious as time goes by, and becomes each other's most solid support.

Time flies, and as the story progresses, Dong Bo Xue Ying gradually unveils the mystery behind his origins-the blood flowing in his body is not only ancient.

It also contains unknown powerful forces. This potential inherited from his family is not only a burden he must bear.

It is also an inexhaustible driving force to help him climb to the top of cultivation. Facing new challenges, he not only obtained valuable cultivation resources.

He also forged a steel-like will in constant trials and challenges. His cultivation and wisdom seemed to have experienced a rebirth from the ashes, blooming with remarkable brilliance.

In the end, Dong Bo Xue Ying, as a bastard, climbed to the top of the family and even the entire cultivation world step by step.

His legendary life is like an exciting war song, inspiring later generations to pursue their dreams. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It proves that humble origins cannot determine a person's future, as long as they have unswerving beliefs in their hearts.

With unremitting efforts, anyone can shine their own brilliant light on the stage of life. In the minds of readers, Dong Bo Xue Ying has long surpassed a fictional character.

He has become a symbol of the courage to pursue dreams and never give up on life.

Infected by the atmosphere, their eyes wandered among the many treasures, their hearts full of curiosity and expectation.

The auction of the Treasure Pavilion was not only a display of wealth, but also a contest of strength and vision. []

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong shuttled among the crowd, and their eyes were attracted by some special exhibits from time to time.

Huo Yuhao was particularly interested in those spiritual medicines and magic weapons that could improve his cultivation, while Wang Dong had a special liking for some rare artworks and antiques.

As the auction began, exhibits were displayed one by one, and the sound of bidding came one after another.

The scene was very lively.

Huo Yuhao noticed that the starting prices of many exhibits were already shockingly high.

But he also understood that for real treasures, price is never a problem.

Suddenly, an exhibit caught Huo Yuhao's attention. It was an ancient long sword.

The sword body emitted a faint light, and seemed to contain some mysterious power.

Huo Yuhao could feel that it resonated with the spiritual power in his body..

He knew that this sword was of great significance to him.

Wang Dong noticed Huo Yuhao's gaze and whispered, "Yuhao, are you interested in this sword?"

Huo Yuhao nodded, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "This sword seems to be destined for me, I must get it."

Wang Dong smiled slightly and encouraged, "In that case, don't hesitate, bid."

As the auctioneer's introduction ended, the bidding began. Huo Yuhao raised the number plate in his hand without hesitation and quoted a price. However, soon someone quoted a higher price. Huo Yuhao was not discouraged. He continued to raise the price, and each bid was firm and powerful.

The bidding gradually became white-hot, but Huo Yuhao's determination did not waver.

Finally, after a fierce competition, Huo Yuhao successfully bid the sword at an astonishing price.

He could feel that this sword would become an important partner in his cultivation.

The auction continued, but Huo Yuhao's attention was completely focused on the long sword in his hand.

He knew that this was not only a victory in the auction, but also a new starting point in his cultivation career.

Wang Dong looked at Huo Yuhao with admiration in his eyes. .

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