The night was full of clouds, and the wind and snow were like a rock.

There was only a small light in the room.

The dim green light cut out a slender figure on the west window, and a wisp of cold wind blew into the room, and the silhouette swayed slightly.

Jiang Yao sat alone at the table beside the bed, tightly wrapped in his wolfskin coat, frowning and thinking.

The boy still had a childish and handsome face, and looked at no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but the eyes flickering faintly under the light, and the concentration in his contemplation... did not seem like what a serf boy should have.

Jiang Yao stretched out his hand again, looking at a two-inch square double fish jade pendant in his hand, but still could not identify the material of this double fish jade pendant. He was the direct disciple of Jiang Lao, and he knew what kind of jade it was as long as he handled any ancient jade in the world.

He had been brought to the other world by this jade pendant in Kunlun Mountain in China for eight years, occupying a nine-year-old body and growing to seventeen years old, but he had not lost his expertise at all. This jade pendant belonged to China, and it was outrageous that he could not identify it.

Originally, he was not sure whether he was brought to the other world by the Pisces Jade Pendant, because he was brought to the other world by his soul, similar to the resurrection of the dead.

It was not until today when he went out hunting and accidentally found the jade pendant again that he concluded that he was brought to the other world by this thing.

Jiang Yao had heard the legend of the Pisces Jade Pendant, which was said to be a treasure that could copy things. He was not sure whether this was the legendary Pisces Jade Pendant. Even if it was not, the magic of this jade pendant was definitely not inferior to that jade pendant.

After discovering the Pisces Jade Pendant again today, Jiang Yao studied it for a long time. He hoped that this jade pendant could bring him back to China, but he was reluctant to leave.

Because he already had parents, a sister, and even a fiancée in this other world. It has been eight years, how could it be possible to say that there was no emotion?

But thinking about the horror and cruelty of this world, he wanted to return to China all the time.

However, to Jiang Yao's disappointment, he studied for a long time, but the jade pendant did not move. It didn't suddenly emit a white light that made him faint like when he first discovered it in Kunlun Mountain.

The white light didn't appear. He couldn't go back at all.

In fact, even if the white light appeared again, he was not sure that he would be taken back to China. But he really didn't want to stay in this world.

Jiang Yao was full of disappointment. It was the disappointment of seeing hope and then suddenly disappearing hope.

The boy showed a bitter smile, hid the Pisces jade pendant under the bed, and thought about his next plan.

He was already seventeen years old, he couldn't be a serf for life, right?

He had occupied the body of Jiang Yao with the same name for eight years. The more he knew about this world, the more desperate he felt.

He didn't know how big this world was, and he didn't know what the farther places looked like. At least within the range he heard, it was as dark as a long night.

This place is similar to ancient China. But there is no emperor, no court, no government, no law, only warlords fighting for hegemony. You can imagine what kind of life the lower-class people live.

The nature of these Wuchao is similar to the warlords of the Three Kingdoms, the various states of the Spring and Autumn Period, the clans of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Japanese daimyo, the European nobles, and even the tribal chieftains.

I don't know what it is.

If it were just that, it would be fine. With his knowledge as a ginger medicine and cultural relic dealer, he could at least become a staff member and get rid of the status of a serf.

However, this is simply a luxury.

Because only martial artists can join the Wuchao. Even if you want to become a low-level soldier in the Wuchao army, you must be a martial artist.

The so-called martial artist is a real person who practices martial arts.

To become a martial artist, not only must you have some mysterious qualifications, but you must also practice martial arts, and you need precious practice resources. The lifespan of such people starts at hundreds of years. It can be said that... they are definitely not ordinary people!

So this world is divided into two major classes, one is mortals, and the other is real people. Mortals account for the vast majority, and real people are only a very small number. But real people are rulers, and mortals are all slaves. The difference between the two is like heaven and earth.

It is as difficult as ascending to heaven for serfs to become martial artists. It is much more difficult than the imperial examination in ancient China.

It is said that the cultivation method will never be passed on to others. The cultivation resources are also treasures that mortals cannot get. Even if you have them, it is difficult for mortals to have the qualifications for cultivation.

Jiang Yao is a serf. Even if he wants to become a small soldier in the military of a warlord, it is a great luxury.

Serfs have been farming and working for the warlords for generations. What they pay is not taxes, but spiritual grains, spiritual tea, spiritual fruits and other things.

Ten acres of land can only produce one pound of spiritual grain at most, and the rest are ordinary grains. Every time they harvest, serfs have to work hard to pick out the spiritual grains one by one and supply them to the warlord forces they belong to.

Wu Xiu also needs to eat, but Wu Xiu only eats food with the word "Spirit". Although they have cultivated terrifying martial arts, if they don't eat food, their strength will drop greatly and their lifespan will also drop greatly.

Serfs worked like cows and horses to support the immortals, and were trapped on the land and labor for their entire lives. They were also killed and brought to justice by martial arts practitioners, and were as lowly as ants and grass.

The only "good" thing that the martial arts lords did to the serfs was that if wild beasts in the mountains came out to harm the serfs, they would be responsible for driving them away. Of course, they did not care about the lives of the serfs, but were worried about the reduction in spiritual grain production.

The mortality rate of serfs was very high. They died of exhaustion, died of illness, were eaten by wild beasts, bitten to death by poisonous snakes and insects, and were killed by martial arts practitioners... Living to the age of eighty was considered a long life. The average life expectancy was only in the early fifty.

Thinking of this, how could Jiang Yao not despair?