“Who am I? I am… Lu Chen!” “I look down on the very heavens, the arrogant nine heavens’ peerless Pill God - Lu Chen? … I am someone who is cheated and bullied by everyone, a spineless, good-for-nothing cripple incapable of cultivating - Lu Chen?” His mind was a whirl of confusion, and at the same time, severe pain came from all over his body. Lu Chen was unable to stop his mind’s chaotic thoughts and emitted a pained groan. “Chen-er, you’ve finally awakened? Thank god, your mom was worried sick for you! If you want to brag about how strong you are, then fine, but why did you have to go duel with those people!?” A kind and gentle voice sounded beside Lu Chen’s ear. That voice was full of happiness and comfort, but towards the end, it also became choked with emotion. Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes. His blurry vision gradually became clearer, and a woman’s face appeared before him. The woman appeared to be in her thirties and she was extremely beautiful. However, in the corner of her eyes were some deep wrinkles that did not match up with her young age. Currently, this woman was tearfully looking at Lu Chen with eyes that were full of love, making Lu Chen’s heart feel a burst of warmth. “Child, you scared your mom to death.” As the woman spoke, her eyes became even redder and her tears streamed down. “Mom???” Lu Chen looked at this familiar yet strange face. He doubtingly said this one word, his face filled with confusion. “Child, don’t scare your mom! Don’t you recognize me?” The woman’s face immediately became panicked. At this moment, an elderly man appeared beside the woman. He examined Lu Chen and he said, “Mrs. Lu, Lu Chen suffered a blow to the back of his head so it’s possible he will need to rest a bit to recover his memories. Don’t be too worried; just now I gave the young master some medicine. The medicinal energy still hasn’t completely dissolved, so just let the young master rest for a bit longer.” Mrs. Lu worriedly looked at Lu Chen. Reluctantly, she nodded her head and followed the elderly man out of the room. Lu Chen heard the elderly man advising the woman softly in the distance, “Mrs. Lu, the fact that Young Master Lu managed to return with his life is already infinitely lucky. Don’t force it too much.” Mrs. Lu tremblingly replied, “Master alchemist’s meaning is that my son will…” The elderly man, who had been called an alchemist, sighed, “The young master’s hindbrain received an acute shock. To tell the truth, being able to wake up is already extremely lucky; however, the repercussions will definitely still be very severe. Losing his memory is quite possible in this situation…” The two people gradually walked further and further away so Lu Chen could no longer hear them clearly… But what was barely audible to him was the sound of Mrs. Lu’s sobbing. Lu Chen gazed blankly at the ceiling above as he felt the severe pains throughout his body, especially at the back of his head which was bursting with swollen, aching pain. Just what happened? I’m Lu Chen, and so Mrs. Lu is my flesh and blood mother. How could I have such an unfamiliar feeling? And all these confusing memories, where did they come from? I have memories that I’m an arrogant, exceedingly powerful person… but at the same time, I remember that I’m an often bullied and extorted bitter trash? Pill God Lu Chen? Trash Lu Chen? Which is the real me? Am I the Pill God’s reincarnation? Or am I a fusion of the Pill God’s soul with a trash weakling? Lu Chen’s mind was full of endless questions. “Whatever, it doesn’t matter. I am Lu Chen. Whether I’m Pill God Lu Chen or the old, crippled Lu Chen doesn’t mean anything right now. The most important thing is that I’m still alive. “I have two sets of memories that have mixed together; how would I even try to fix this kind of insane problem? Instead, what I need to do now is to let myself recover as quickly as possible.” Sensing his body’s current condition, he quickly located many fractures. He had three broken ribs, one arm broken in two places, and most severe of all, his hindbrain was injured to the point where a large portion of his scalp had caved in. He had definitely been victim to an extremely vicious assault. “Huh, although I have no way to condense energy, my Spiritual Strength appears to be extremely powerful. I can actually sense everything within thirty meters of my body.” Lu Chen was pleasantly surprised. According to his garbled memories, Spiritual Strength was invaluable, especially to pill cultivators! Profit, profit! Whether he was the reincarnation of the Pill God or his soul just contained a mix containing the Pill God’s memories, the present him had definitely greatly profited. The Pill God had lived an entire lifetime already, and now that allowed him to possess an exceptionally strong soul; just what kind of awesomeness was this? However, when he carefully examined his body, his expression changed. “My Spiritual Root has been taken away. My abdomen’s Spirit Bone is also missing a piece that appears to have been dug out. And my heart has a hole? Just who would be this ruthless and take my Spirit Root, Spirit Bone and Spirit Blood? No wonder I can’t cultivate!” Lu Chen was completely infuriated. His current Spiritual Strength was much, much stronger than his old self. It was now strong enough for him to immediately figure out the mystery of why he was a cripple who couldn’t cultivate. The Spirit Root was located in the Dantian; it was the foundation for all cultivators. Without the Spirit Root, there was no way to sense heaven and earth’s spiritual energy, let alone absorb it for cultivating. Spirit Blood was something that people were born with; it was a trace of blood that gave you innate talent. While basically all people were born with it, the majority of cultivators didn’t know anything about it. The Spirit Bone was found in the pit of a person’s abdomen and slightly bulged out. Ordinary people wouldn’t have a Spirit Bone. Even amongst cultivators, maybe only one in ten thousand would have one, which marked them as a genius. However, Lu Chen's Spirit Bone was obviously missing a piece and had clear marks of being dug out by someone. His face became exceedingly unsightly. If his memories were not all mixed up, then how could he not remember who had done this to his body? Although these three things were precious to him, they wouldn’t have any use once they left his body. If they wanted to harm him, why did they have to use such a harsh method? Using this kind of method was practically causing him to live a life worse than death! However, anger only brought on more anger, and since he was already missing them, being angry did not have any use. You better not let me find out who did this.