In the vast universe of Tianxuan, in the realm of the Guang River, the Gu Yuan Sect, a secondary force, resided!
On a dark and windy night, perfect for murder.
As a secondary force in Guang River realm, the Gu Yuan Sect held a moderate influence. But on this particular night, out of the blue, the sect was assaulted by a group of mysterious assailants dreṣsed in black.
The assailants were ruthless, skilled, and powerful. They spared no one, slaughtering men and women, old and young alike.
Caught off guard, the Gu Yuan Sect was significantly unprepared. Besides, the sect was just a secondary power under the administration of a city and had limited top-tier elites. The attack took them by surprise, and the majority of the disciples were mercilessly killed in their sleep.
When the head of the sect and senior elders learned of the invasion, they were furious and vowed to slay these mysterious perpetrators. They collectively fought back but were obstructed by powerful adversaries within ten moves and were struck down on the spot. The elders who survived were grievously injured, and the entire Gu Yuan Sect was reduced to a place of wailing and sorrow.
During the sweep of the Gu Yuan Sect survivors by the mysterious assassins, deep within the mountains behind the sect,
Two figures, one in front of the other, make their way through the forest, finally stopping in front of a towering tree that looked seemingly wilted.
Dressed in purple clothes, with skin as fair as snow, long willow-leaf eyebrows, and those pair of violet eyes filled with a mesmerizing aura. It was Ye XiaoLong's master, Bai LianShui, who after executing some operations near the tree, unveiled a man-sized hole.
"XiaoLong, hide inside the hole and stay quiet. They probably won't find you!"
Ye XiaoLong was still overwhelmed, unable to comprehend the sudden obliteration of the Gu Yuan sect, a secondary sect. The joke seemed too colossal to be true, but the bloody wound right in front of him indicated otherwise. This was not a dream; all was real, they were being hunted down.
"Master, I don't want to run away. I want to fight alongside with you!"
Instead of a response, Bai LianShui slapped him several times, sealing his acupoints. Suddenly unable to move, Ye XiaoLong was pushed into the dark tree hole.
"Remember! Never seek revenge for me, cough... During normal times, you were the best-behaved one. Find a place to hide, forget your master, forget Gu Yuan Sect. They are enormous forces. You...you can't afford to offend them."
Bai LianShui’s face suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out, spraying onto Ye XiaoLong's face.
"Master, don't go, I want to be with you~"
Ye Xiaolong was motionless, could only watch helplessly as his beautiful master closed the cave entrance, leaving her silhouette behind until it vanished from sight.
Soon, the sound of metal clashing rang out in a battle ahead.
A faint voice was heard.
"....Bai Lianshui, it's an honor for our young master to fancy you. Yet you dare to disrespect him. Therefore, our young master is very displeased."
"Now, you can die!"
"It's truly a pity for the noble Bai Lianshui of Guanghe Mansion to die in this deserted place. Such a shame, what a shame!"
...
Hearing these words, Ye Xiaolong's eyes seemed as if they would split apart, his vision turned blood-red while his Qi and blood surged. Remarkably, he forcefully broke through the acupuncture points, grabbed, leaped and dashed out of the tree hole.
"Master!"
In a clearing within the forest, his master, Bai Lianshui dressed in purple, laid on the ground with blood spilling from her mouth, forcefully shaking her head at him.
Ye Xiaolong shouted in despair, his mind blank, his respected master was about to be torn from his world.
"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you! Master, you can't die!"
Possessed by an intense rage, Ye Xiaolong's eyes turned bloodshot as he charged at the people in black.
"Huh, there's a survivor of the Guiyuan Sect here. Kill him!"
Suddenly, multiple rays of sword light burst forth before him. Ye Xiaolong's body went cold, he stumbled and fell to the ground, blood pouring out. He struggled mightily, only to feel himself sinking slowly into endless darkness.
"Master~ Master!"
A blood-red stone hanging around his neck flashed a subtle ray of light.
"I~"
...
Ye Xiaolong suddenly snapped open his eyes, letting out a heart-wrenching, despair-filled cry, "Beautiful Master, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to!"
In the pitch black night, a bright moon hung in the sky.
At the edge of the Ye residence, in a rundown courtyard, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old rolled out of his wooden bed. His left hand shot out as if to grab something, but ultimately fell weakly.
"Where am I? Is this the underworld? Why does this place feel so familiar? Right, where's Beautiful Master?”
Ye Xiaolong subconsciously scanned his surroundings. When his eyes landed on the character '武'
Martial/Wu
on the opposite wall, his pupils violently contracted as if he'd been electrocuted. An old memory surged in his mind - no one knew better than him what the symbol '武' represented.
That was the character he had carved in a fit of despair and bitterness after being beaten at the martial arts arena, to spur himself on.
One day, I will become a martial arts master!
Wait!
In the next second, Ye Xiaolong’s face suddenly changed and he began shaking his head.
“No, no, this isn’t the underworld. This is the Ye residence, and that '武' is what I carved during my youth."
In the throes of his excitement, Ye Xiaolong plunged off his bed.
"It's all real. Everything's real. This is unmistakably Ye Residence, the place where I spent my youth. But wasn't the Ye Residence destroyed by demons at that time? Could what I'm seeing now be an illusion? No, this must be real!"
Ye Xiaolong slumped onto the cold floor, oblivious to the creeping chill. The only thought racing through his mind was, "I- I'm alive again! I came back alive!"
Ye Xiaolong extended both hands, palms full of calluses, almost unrecognizable as a young man's hands, perhaps shaped by years of hard labor.
"I, Ye Xiaolong, somehow survived. I actually traveled back. Is this divine intervention?"
Ye Xiaolong roared, then abruptly silenced himself as if aware of something. Suppressing the tremble in his shoulders, he was overcome by tears of joy.
Images he'd forgotten over the years flashed across his mind.
"My beautiful master, perhaps it was your blessing that let me live again. In this life, no matter how difficult or dangerous, I won't let you get hurt!"
Ye Xiaolong didn't know why he'd come back to life; his arrival was identical to the last time he'd traveled through time.
"Where is my necklace?"
Looking down instinctively to check his necklace, he found his neck bare; his peculiar stone which he always carried around was gone.
"Could it be?"
An absurd thought popped up.
Back in the day, it was because of this stone that Ye Xiaolong traveled to the Tianxuan world, becoming the ninth young master of the Ye family. But now, with the stone gone, it felt like he'd lost something crucial.
Ye Xiaolong's emotions became all the more complicated at this moment.
Releasing a sigh and climbing to his feet, he quickly wiped his teary eyes, his gaze becoming steadfast and unwavering.
"if I can transmigrate to this body again, I won't allow the same incidents to happen."
Past experiences and events began to flash within Ye Xiaolong's mind with uncanny clarity, his face gradually contorting with resolve.
Although he was the ninth in the Ye Brothers, any kind of alliance or acceptance among them seemed unimaginable. Being born in a martial family like the Ye's, his birth was associated with less desirable aspects which subjected him to negligence and lamentably, he wasn't treated with the benefits and privileges he rightfully deserved as a Ye.
His mother was merely a handmaid of the Ye family, who bore him after the reckless actions of the master under the influence of alcohol. The master had forgotten about her after that night and she was only given a small courtyard to reside in, completely abandoned. Neither of them would have known each other's existence if she hadn't given birth to a male child.
Due to the lowly status of Ye Xiaolong's mother as a handmaid, even though he carried the Ye bloodline, he was unfavorably looked upon.
In the Ye family, people would courteously address him as 'Ninth Young Master' when they met. However, behind his back, he constantly became the object of ridicule and scorn. His position was no better than the servants, with the only difference being a title that was all form and no substance.
None of his brothers and sisters wished to maintain a cordial relationship with him. They would much prefer him, a man with such a negligible bloodline, to leave the Ye family and to die outside, rather than taint the pure and noble Ye bloodline.
In his previous life, Ye Xiaolong led an exceedingly miserable existence.
Facing not just the ostracization from his siblings, he also had to deal with the frequent conspiracies planted by the first lady of the Ye family.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaolong had a strong mindset. He was also not the original Ye Xiaolong, but rather, a third-rate university student from the 21st century who had the same name, Ye Xiaolong.
Following a covert attack, the university student's soul was scattered. He then took over the body of the original Ye Xiaolong.
And this time, marked the second transmigration of Ye Xiaolong.
The same place, the same identity.
...
Sitting back on his bed, Ye Xiao Long thought deeply.
"Last time I travelled across, I started off as a merchant and gradually stepped onto the path of a martial artist. The journey was full of hardships, and finally, I was taken in by a beautiful female master. Unfortunately, I was born with physical inadequacy. Always a step behind, unable to bridge the vast gap. If I choose to follow my previous path, my fate would still be grim. I may not only fail to protect the beautiful master but even my sister and mother!"
Ye Xiao Long remembered that soon after, during the Immortal Destiny Gathering, his sister encountered trouble, and he himself was seriously wounded, spending nearly half a year in bed and completely losing his eligibility for the Gathering.
"If things proceed normally, my brothers would turn against me tomorrow. Even if I do not confront them, they will always find other means."
Ye Xiao Long bit his lip hard, blood seeping out.
It was a difficult issue, like a mountain standing in his way. All possible methods were stifled, none of them seemed feasible, every technique was useless.
For the first time, Ye Xiao Long showed helplessness, "The time is too short. If only I could be given a month, perhaps the current situation could be reversed!"
In this world of "Tianxuan," becoming a martial artist is a dream to be desired.
The Immortal Destiny Gathering is an opportunity.
Not only does Ye Xiao Long want to change his fate, but he also wants to change the lives of his sister, mother, and his beautiful master.
"Oh, God, since you allowed me to travel across and be reborn yet again, at least give me a golden finger. This is already my second life, do you still want me to remain obscure? If that's the case, I quit! You can play however you want, you can choose someone else."
Unable to hold it in any longer, Ye Xiao Long roared. Veins pulsed on his forehead, making him look extremely fierce.
The anger and unwillingness of his previous life erupted from within Ye Xiao Long.
If he hadn't been aware of the matters of his past life, that would have been alright, but the problem was, Ye Xiaolong knew about the encounter with immortality that will happen after two months. This would certainly be a life-changing opportunity, both for his younger sister and for himself.
Ye Xiaolong really didn't want to lose this opportunity, but he had to face the troubles at hand. As the saying goes, one can dodge the first day, but not the fifteenth.
So, how is he going to get through these troubles?
...
"Ding, the powerful will of the host has been detected. Binding the rebirth invincible system in progress!"
"Ding, the system has been successfully bound!"
Suddenly, a cold mechanical voice resonated in Ye Xiaolong's mind, especially clear.
But at this moment, Ye Xiaolong found the sound particularly piercing to his ears.
Ye Xiaolong was stunned, his brain only retaining the sound from a moment ago, "System, what the hell!"
"Oh God, are you kidding me? Why didn't you bind this system to me before? If I had this system then, would those things have happened? You trickster!"
Ye Xiaolong, whose mind was blank, regained his senses after a long moment, and burst out swearing, his emotions from the last life all erupted.
"Ding, host Ye Xiaolong has received an upgrade gift!"
"Do you want to open it?"
"Do you want to open it?"
Ye Xiaolong hesitated for a moment. How did this thing appear all of a sudden? He chuckled wryly and nodded, "Open it!"
"In the future, the host doesn't need to shout loudly. You just need to think it in your mind!"
"Ding, host Ye Xiaolong has received a Marrow-Cleansing Pill!"
"Ding, host Ye Xiaolong has received a Horizontal Training Method, "Vajra Undying Body"!"
