Ye Liangchen was a programmer at a fantasy internet company. The National Day holiday was approaching, and today, his boss announced a week of paid leave, causing the entire company's employees to jump with excitement.
He was currently rushing home, and the thought of seven days of paid leave put him in a wonderful mood as he happily rode his motorcycle down the street.
"Beep beep…"
"Screech…"
Suddenly, horn honks and braking sounds came from ahead. A large number of cars had completely blocked the entire street, and it seemed there had been a car accident ahead.
Seeing the road was impassable, Ye Liangchen had no choice but to turn around and take an alleyway home.
"Traffic jams are non-existent for motorcycles."
"Riding my beloved little motorcycle, I'll never get stuck in traffic…"
Ye Liangchen thought of the cars stuck on the main street, feeling joyful, and hummed a tune all the way as he leisurely headed home.
"Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…"
As soon as Ye Liangchen entered the alleyway and rounded the corner, a burst of music suddenly rang out ahead. Immediately after, he saw seven pallbearers dressed in black suits, black hats, and sunglasses, carrying a coffin and dancing, walking towards Ye Liangchen. They were smiling, revealing their bright white teeth, and they were even acquaintances.
"Holy crap! Isn't that my boss?"
He never expected his boss to be taking on this kind of job now. The flamboyant dance moves and the catchy music made Ye Liangchen find it hilarious.
"Boss, I'm going right, you go left."
Ye Liangchen shouted to them, and the seven people nodded, indicating they understood.
"Understood, come over quickly." His boss waved at Ye Liangchen.
"Boom…"
Ye Liangchen revved his motorcycle and drove to the right. But he never imagined that the other party was facing him, carrying the coffin and moving to the left, crashing directly into Ye Liangchen.
"Thud…"
"I was careless! I didn't dodge!"
Ye Liangchen's head hit the coffin heavily, instantly seeing stars and feeling dizzy. Because he wasn't wearing a helmet, he immediately fell to the ground and ascended to heaven.
Ye Liangchen! Died suddenly!
He was 19 years old.
"I'll warm you up!"
Before losing consciousness, Ye Liangchen still grumbled, truly fulfilling the saying: "When Brother Hei smiles, life and death are unpredictable."
The leader, Huang Daxian, took off his sunglasses, a smirk on his face.
"Xiao Chen is gone, we must give him a grand send-off."
"Understood, Boss." The other six quickly tidied up Ye Liangchen and placed him in the coffin.
…
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Ye Liangchen was awakened by the sound of suonas and gongs and drums. He found that he had become a transparent soul body, trapped in a circular space, and the scene before him was his own funeral.
Ye Liangchen was sure he had died, but now it was truly bizarre. Had his soul left his body?
"Holy crap! Aren't those my former company boss and those few close friends?"
"These guys are actually sending me off, what a one-stop service!"
Ye Liangchen was instantly torn between laughter and tears. His own boss leading his subordinates to send him off—this was a first.
Ye Liangchen's boss, surnamed Huang, was known as Huang Daxian. He liked to combine science with metaphysics. He found several like-minded metaphysics researchers and established an internet company called Xuanhuan, which usually developed various games, the metaverse, and the like. He even dreamed of one day building a time machine to send people into a dimensional World.
This guy, when he was in the mood, would even act as a Taoist priest. He had a team of professionals under him who specialized in funeral services.
At Ye Liangchen's funeral, friends and family were joyfully feasting. When they saw Huang Daxian and his crew performing wonderfully, they all pulled out their phones to take pictures, laughing all the while.
Boss Huang Daxian shook his head helplessly and, with his subordinates, began to beat gongs and drums and sing.
"Didi dada… didi dada…"
"Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…"
"Scrolling late at night, not like a human,
Put down the phone, heart flutters with dread.
Don't scroll for Daoist positive energy,
Only poisonous chicken soup that harms.
Poisonous chicken soup, oh so strange,
Harms heaven, harms earth, harms the young.
On the left, a cigarette is lit up,
On the right, a power bank is plugged in.
Scroll up for jokes, stifling laughter,
Look down at comments, sighing 'Wocao'.
Another night, hazy and dim,
Before dawn, the rooster crows again.
Scrolling on the phone till half past five,
King Yama comes to praise you, ah!
I hold a rootless grass in my hand,
To teach the people of the internet.
Thousands of suffering children in countless homes,
Don't suffer online anymore, ah!"
"Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…"
Gongs and drums roared, firecrackers boomed!
"Oh my goodness! This is simply a wake-up call!"
Ye Liangchen felt that the rhyming melody sung by Huang Daxian and his group sounded much better than what those 'Ma Hu You Niao' types sang.
Huang Daxian looked around at the many men and women in red and green at the funeral, feeling that everyone was not serious enough, so he began to sing nonsense with a straight face.
"The scorching sun burns like fire,
Women on the street wear less attire.
A soul-soothing bag slung over the shoulder,
Half a water snake waist exposed, bolder.
Heavy makeup, so striking and grim,
Seeking rich patrons, setting a trap for them.
In groups of three or five, they pass through the street,
Making many male compatriots salivate with heat.
Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…
Before the South Heaven Gate, two generals stand,
Seeing this sight, their hearts are in demand.
To the Lingxiao Palace, they present a memorial,
Reporting what they saw, truly factual.
The Heavenly Monarch arrives at the South Heaven Gate,
Leaning on the railing, he gazes below, sealing fate.
Why such a scene in the mortal realm,
Clothed inadequately, not eating enough, a realm of qualm.
Lord of Fire Virtue steps forward to speak,
Your Majesty, please be calm, do not reek.
The weather is too hot, so they wear less,
Getting thin makes them look slender, no less.
We immortals don't care, it's true,
Pity the male compatriots below, it's blue.
After speaking, he wipes the blood from his nose,
Shakes off the purple-gold robe that he chose.
Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…
The Queen Mother steps into the hall,
Comforting all officials, preventing their fall.
Calling the attendants to serve tea with grace,
Quickly go and invite the Old Dragon King to this place.
Old Dragon King, oh Old Dragon King, I command,
Quickly bring down the rain across the land.
Lord Lei and Mother Dian will assist you, with power,
A storm of sparks and lightning, in this very hour.
Do not stop until the goal is achieved, you see,
And let all officials feel refreshed, with glee.
Save the men of the mortal realm, from their plight,
Pour water on the exhibitionists, with all your might.
Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…
A sudden thunderclap in the clear sky,
Ten thousand miles of dark clouds cover the eye.
The World needs a rain, to fall and pour,
To cleanse the human heart, to its core!"
Dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…
"Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, quick, quick, by my command! Congratulations, Xiao Chen, on ascending to heaven!" Huang Daxian shouted.
After Huang Daxian and his group sang, the friends and relatives at the funeral all became serious and shouted in unison: "Congratulations, Xiao Chen, on ascending to heaven!"
Of all instruments, the suona is king,
It signifies ascension or a wedding ring.
The erhu plays a single note,
The suona sounds, destiny is wrote.
The music starts, the cloth is laid,
The whole village waits for the feast to be made.
Some cry, some carry, some mourn,
A sea of white follows, as if reborn.
The coffin is covered, the earth is laid,
From this World, he will never again parade.
"Didi dada… dong dong qiang… dong dong qiang…"
With the suona playing and gongs and drums roaring, Ye Liangchen's soul was slowly carried up to the sky by that spherical object, disappearing into an unknown World.
I'll warm you up!
Now he had truly ascended to heaven. Ye Liangchen helplessly grumbled, taking a final look at his family. His parents had passed away years ago, leaving only an older brother, a sister-in-law, and an older sister.
For Ye Liangchen, there were no more attachments in the mortal World. Escaping the sea of suffering in the mundane World early wasn't so bad!
…
Several years later, in a fantasy World called Douluo Continent, in Tianshui City of the Heaven Dou Empire, deep within the forest of Tianshui Academy, a small boy, exquisitely carved like jade, lay on the grass, pondering.
The small boy was about four years old, very cute, with large eyes that twinkled like little stars. His adorable little face made people want to pinch him when they saw it.
This person was none other than Ye Liangchen, who, after being sent off by his boss, had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and been reincarnated.
"I never thought that after I died, I would come to the Douluo World, and even be in the same era as another transmigrator, Tang San. Interesting."
Ye Liangchen muttered to himself, now seriously suspecting that the coffin he crashed into in his previous life was strange. Could it have been the time machine they created?
It was like the mother of absurdity opening the door for absurdity—utterly absurd.
"Where's my cheat? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
Ye Liangchen thought to himself that as a transmigrator without a cheat, it would be hard to get by. Although in this Douluo Continent World, he could seize opportunities by knowing things in advance, that would still be a bit dangerous. If he had a cheat, it would be great.
"Ding!"
Just then, a 'ding' sound echoed in Ye Liangchen's mind, followed by a panel appearing in his mind, similar to a game character interface, with a line of text prompting: "Welcome to the Douluo Continent, wish you a pleasant game."
"Holy crap! Isn't this the new game 'Journey to Myriad Worlds' that my former fantasy company developed? I even fixed many bugs in the game back then. How did it end up in my mind?"
Ye Liangchen felt as if he had transmigrated into a game, feeling a bit unreal and too absurd.
Ah! Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. His transmigration itself was already absurd enough, so given the circumstances, he might as well get a good look at this World.
Ye Liangchen used his mind to perceive the game character in his mind. It showed the current World he was in, with two Spirits, but they were sealed. Currently, he only had the Hun Yuan Art and Five Elements Divine Fist, with others sealed. As for treasures and equipment, he had a bottle of foundation establishment pill, and the rest were also sealed.
It really was similar to the games he played in his previous life. How interesting!
This cheat had no sound, and the line of text on the panel disappeared after ten minutes, feeling like he had an extra spatial treasure within his body.
"twin spirits? What could they be?"
"But with this cheat, in the Douluo World, won't I dominate everything?"
"Tang San managed to reach the God Realm with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and some Hidden Weapons, but my Hun Yuan Art is a cultivation method! I estimate it can break through the God Realm."
"Hehehe…! Tang San, from now on, all your opportunities are mine, and mine are still mine."
As fellow transmigrators, Ye Liangchen naturally couldn't let Tang San grow. Anyway, the other party wasn't a good person either. Thinking of this, Ye Liangchen immediately sat up, preparing to try cultivating the Hun Yuan Art.
"No, I'm only four years old now. If I start cultivating, others will find it abnormal. I should wait until after I awaken my Spirit, then use spirit power cultivation to cover it up!"
At this thought, Ye Liangchen lay down again. With the cheat, he could roam freely in this low-level fantasy World.
Ye Liangchen was born in Tianshui City. His father was Ye Feng, who had no relation to the Ye family of Nine Star Begonia. His mother was Liu Ruyan, who was a cousin of Shui Bing'er's mother.
When Ye Liangchen was only three months old, his parents died in an accident. Since then, Ye Liangchen had been raised by Lan Xiaodie as her own son. As for how his parents died, Ye Liangchen didn't know.
Lan Xiaodie also had a younger sister named Lan Xiaoling. The two sisters were the proud daughters of the Shui family in Tianshui City and married the same man, Yun Hanxing, who was adopted into the Shui family, so their daughters took their mother's surname.
Ye Liangchen had only heard of Yun Hanxing and had never met him, nor did he know if he was alive or dead.
The Lan Xiaodie sisters were originally surnamed Shui, but Ye Liangchen didn't know why they changed their names. He was confused when he accidentally overheard these rumors. Could there be some hidden secret?
Lan Xiaodie and Lan Xiaoling, as teachers and administrators of Tianshui Academy, were very busy with work, so they brought Ye Liangchen to Tianshui Academy. Anyway, Ye Liangchen was just a four-year-old child, and no one cared. During extracurricular time, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er could also accompany Xiao Jiahuo, so he wouldn't be lonely.
Parents sacrificing themselves to heaven, boundless magic power—these are essential conditions for transmigrators, and Ye Liangchen was no exception.
"Xiao Chen, why did you run over here?"
"Come quickly, let's go eat lunch."
Just then, two blue-haired little girls, about 6 years old, ran up to Ye Liangchen, pulled him up, and dragged him towards the academy cafeteria.
The two little girls were Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er. They were half-sisters and had already awakened their Spirits earlier, now studying in the academy's junior class.
Shui Bing'er's Spirit was the top-grade Ice Phoenix, with innate spirit power just over level 9. She had already obtained her first spirit ring and was a level 12 Spirit Master. Shui Yue'er's Spirit was a cute Luminous Jade Dolphin, with innate spirit power just over level 7. Her current spirit power was only level 9, and she hadn't yet obtained her first spirit ring.
"Two older sisters, I can walk by myself."
Ye Liangchen tried to pull his small hand away, but being only four years old, he couldn't break free.
In his previous life, he was single for 19 years from birth, and he ascended to heaven before even having a girlfriend. In this life, he became an infant, being pulled by two little girls, which made Ye Liangchen feel very uncomfortable.
"Xiao Jiahuo, why are you shy at such a young age!" Shui Bing'er reached out and rubbed Xiao Jiahuo's head, smiling sweetly.
"Hehe…! Sister, Xiao Chen is afraid of being seen by the other sisters, so he's embarrassed," Shui Yue'er said mischievously.
Tianshui Academy was very large; the lawn was at least two kilometers from the academy cafeteria. Being pulled along quickly by the two sisters, Ye Liangchen's short legs went numb.
"Are you tired? I'll carry you on my back."
Shui Bing'er truly felt sorry for this Xiao Jiahuo who had lost his parents at a young age. Moreover, she had learned from her mother that Xiao Jiahuo's parents had died saving her mother, which made her feel very guilty.
"I can walk by myself."
Ye Liangchen immediately refused. How could he let a seven-year-old girl carry him on her back? Although he was just a child now, he had lived for 19 years in his previous life!
"Sister! Xiao Chen is shy. He's been sleeping in a separate bed from us since he was three," Shui Yue'er said with a giggle.
"Why be shy with your sister!"
Shui Bing'er immediately squatted down, put Ye Liangchen on her back, and quickly walked towards the academy cafeteria.
Alas! If he couldn't resist, he would just accept his fate!
Ye Liangchen was only a little over four years old now, so he could only try his best to play the role of a child and not act too mature, otherwise he would be treated as a monster.
And surprisingly, after reincarnating as a child, it was quite interesting, with a feeling of starting over. Moreover, he had come to such a fantasy World filled with beauties. In any case, it would be a more exciting life than his previous one.