Chapter 2

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

In the middle of the night, Ying Que was once again awakened by a nightmare, which had happened countless times.

In his nightmare, a person's face always appeared, dangerous, domineering, and cruel.

Shen Gong Ao, the peak strongman within a thousand miles. In the nightmare, he was skinned and brutally killed over and over again.

Ying Que was a穿越者 (穿越者 means someone who has traveled through time or space, often used in Chinese fantasy literature, which can be translated as "transmigrator" or "time traveler"), who had directly transmigrated into the body of a baby twenty-eight years ago.

Other transmigrators had very hard lives, struggling desperately after their transmigration. But Ying Que was different; his reincarnation skills were top-notch.

He transmigrated into the body of the legitimate son of the Tian Nan Ying family. His father was the Guardian of the Southern Border, Duke Ying Zhu of the Empire.

His family owned a territory of ten thousand square kilometers and had ruled the Tianshui Province for several hundred years.

He was the youngest son of his parents, with two older brothers and two older sisters.

He didn't need to inherit the family business; his mission in life was to enjoy luxury and wealth.

He was very beautiful even as a child, a boy with a delicate and charming appearance, sweet and mischievous, loved by everyone.

His parents doted on him, his brothers spoiled him, and his sisters pampered him.

Despite his mediocre martial and spiritual talents, his family didn't mind at all and loved him even more.

His father, Ying Zhu, once held him and said, "Our little treasure is blessed. You don't need to work hard in this life. When you were young, your parents protected you, and when you grow up, your brothers and sisters will protect you."

In the entire Duke's mansion, and even throughout the entire Tianshui Province, he was showered with love, having everything he wanted, so he almost completely forgot his identity as a transmigrator.

At the age of twelve, he began to travel the world under the protection of over a hundred family warriors, visiting the desolate northern lands and the southern ghost city.

He traveled for more than a year and wrote a thick travelogue.

When he returned home, his world had completely collapsed.

The family castle was engulfed in flames.

Countless people were screaming, countless people were dying.

His family, all dead.

His dignified and noble father, his kind and beautiful mother, his seemingly strict but very loving brother, his timid and gentle elder sister, his fiery and beautiful second sister...

The Ying family, which had ruled Tianshui Province for eight hundred years, was completely wiped out.

The tens of thousands of loyal soldiers to the Ying family were all dead.

To protect Ying Que, hundreds of family warriors fought desperately but were no match for one person, the supreme strongman Shen Gong Ao.

This strongman killed hundreds of warriors and captured Ying Que. After a few days in prison, Ying Que was sentenced to the cruel punishment of being skinned alive.

So, at the age of thirteen, Ying Que was skinned and brutally killed in public, his body thrown onto a cart and transported to an unnamed grave hundreds of miles away for burial.

These memories were too deep, and he could dream about them every night.

Ying Que didn't know what had happened to his family.

The Ying family had a nearly thousand-year legacy and was one of the top nobles in the empire. Not only that, but his family had long been in a marital alliance with the royal family, with close ties. When Ying Que left home to travel, the emperor had continuously bestowed favors upon him.

Why did such a dramatic change occur in just one year?

In the end, the Ying family was accused of treason and collusion with the enemy.

And now, the Tianshui Province was occupied by their enemies.

The territory the Ying family had ruled for eight hundred years fell into the hands of the enemy. The Mi family took over and became the southern hegemon.

Soon, soon.

After embalming three more bodies, he could undergo the skin-drawing rebirth, have a normal body, and return to human society.

Revenge, reclaim the eight-hundred-year legacy of the Ying family.

Ying Que looked at the wall, where the face of his first mortal enemy, Shen Gong Ao, was drawn.

"Shen Gong Ao, wait for me!"

...

The next day, before dawn, his third brother left the unnamed grave, not knowing where he had gone.

In the morning, two bodies were carried in, and Ying Que embalmed them.

"Skill extraction successful, Advanced Carpenter."

"New skill obtained, Postpartum Care for Sows."

Even the usually expressionless Ying Que's lips twitched slightly.

Then, he wrote 9999 on the wall.

With one more body, his three skills would be complete.

At that time, he would undergo a complete rebirth.

He would have a normal human appearance, a supreme martial talent found in one in a million, and a spiritual meridian talent found in one in a billion.

Then, he could go and take revenge.

Revenge!

To find Shen Gong Ao and take revenge!

At noon, three more bodies were carried in.

But Ying Que didn't embalm them; he buried them directly.

...

In the evening, the incomparably handsome, snow-white-robed noble third brother came again.

"Little brother, little brother."

"Today, your third brother has brought you many delicious dishes: braised fish lips, boiled cabbage, dragon and phoenix in harmony, braised bear paws, lamb tofu, and the empire's top wine."

Ying Que took off his gloves and came out.

The two brothers sat on the ground, drinking and eating, enjoying themselves.

"Brother, the border battle has ended," the third brother said.

Ying Que said, "Wasn't the battle at White Horse City still undecided?"

The third brother said, "But the south has been decided. The empire's Grand Marshal Shen Gong Ao destroyed the Dali Kingdom's fifteen-thousand-strong army, not only reclaiming twelve cities but also expanding the empire's territory by hundreds of miles. It was a great victory not seen in twenty years. With the southern victory, the Western Liaoguo and the Manla tribes also retreated."

Ying Que said, "This Shen Gong Ao is truly formidable, undefeated in countless battles over the past ten years. He has expanded the empire's territory by thousands of miles and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of enemies."

Not only that, but in just a few years, the Shen family's territory had expanded tenfold. From a vassal of a foreign race, they had become one of the top noble families in the empire.

Ying Que said, "I heard this person is the strongest martial artist within a thousand miles, with no equal, unmatched in dominance?"

The third brother said, "Yes, unmatched in dominance, those who follow him prosper, those who oppose him perish. Under his dominance, everyone trembles! But I disdain him; I dare to spit in his face even in front of him."

After drinking a mouthful of wine, the third brother looked at Ying Que with sincere eyes and said, "Little brother, I'm going to leave for a while to do something, and then I'll come back to stay with you, never to leave again."

Ying Que said, "For that woman?"

The third brother said, "Yes, the woman I love, even though she is already married. But I promised her something, and I will fulfill it."

Ying Que said, "Find a treasure and give it to her?"

The third brother said, "Yes, a treasure, a supreme treasure. I spent eight years traveling the world, searching for countless clues, and finally found it. Besides, I have a mission."

Ying Que said, "What mission?"

The third brother said, "Our family still has an enemy who hasn't been eliminated. I have been a disgrace to the family since childhood, always opposing my parents, and I owe them for raising me. So I must help the family eliminate this last threat, ensuring the family has no worries."

Ying Que said, "I respect you."

The third brother, with tears in his eyes, said emotionally, "Little brother, I am a reckless person. I have been eccentric and isolated since childhood, and everyone looked down on me. The woman I love is also using me, and my father is ashamed of me. Only with you can I speak freely, like a true friend."

Ying Que said, "Third brother is my only friend in this life."

The third brother drank in one gulp and said, "Little brother, rest assured. After I finish these two things, I will come back to stay with you, and from then on, we will be together."

Ying Que, with tears in his eyes, said, "To third brother, to the five years we have been together."

The two drank again.

Then... Ying Que's face changed, blood flowed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

The incomparably handsome noble, with tears in his eyes, came forward to support Ying Que, holding him in his arms and trembling, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Little brother, I promised the woman I love to find that treasure for her, to prove myself."

"I searched for years and found that the treasure was in your hands, a white bone pen."

"Little brother, I also knew you were the resurrected Ying Que. Our family's legacy, the Mi family's legacy, was all taken from your family. Our Shen family was once a vassal of a foreign race, and it was not easy to achieve our current power and legacy. If I left you alive, you would surely seek revenge. I am already a disobedient son, and to repay my parents for raising me, I must eliminate the last threat to the family."

"Little brother, I once entered a terrifying cave and was invaded by a dark force, and my life is short."

"These years we have been together, you are my only friend. Rest assured, after I finish these two things, I will come to the unnamed grave to mourn for you and take over as the embalmer."

"We will truly be together, and after death, I will be buried beside you."

"Little brother, I will now tell you my true identity, I am the third son of Shen Gong Ao... Shen Wuque."

With that, the noble took the white bone pen from Ying Que's chest.

Then, he took out a dagger and slowly stabbed it into Ying Que's heart.

"I'm sorry, little brother, I'm sorry, little brother."

"It won't hurt, it will be quick." He slowly stabbed, tears streaming down his face.

Ying Que was silent, his eyes moist, as if waiting for death to come.

But in the next second...

The incomparably handsome noble, Shen Wuque, had blood flowing from his nose, ears, and mouth.

Shen Wuque was stunned and trembled, saying, "Little brother, you... you knew my identity all along?"

Ying Que nodded.

Shen Wuque said, "You also knew I was going to poison you, so you acted first?"

"I waited for you to act against me!" Ying Que said, "Of course, you can still stab my heart and kill me now."

Shen Wuque trembled all over, and the dagger in his hand never stabbed down.

"Little brother, little brother, please... spare my father... don't destroy our family..."

Shen Wuque said hoarsely, then closed his eyes and died.

"Cai Wei... Cai Wei!"

...

Ying Que cleaned Shen Wuque's body, dressed him in the most luxurious clothes, and applied makeup.

Then, he drew a portrait of his body.

What a supreme beauty.

He poured unprecedented effort into it.

A portrait of a supreme beauty, vivid, graceful, and unrestrained, leaped onto the paper.

Extracting the soul memories of the dead.

The soul memories of Shen Gong Ao's third son, Shen Wuque, countless memories, poured into Ying Que's mind without reservation.

Next, Ying Que used the white bone pen as a knife, meticulously.

Then...

The top of the white bone pen suddenly lit up, almost illuminating the entire night.

The white bone pen underwent rebirth.

The bone drawing, the meridian drawing, and the skin drawing were all complete!

...

Ying Que sat cross-legged on the ground, first drawing his own bones.

The Dragon in the Sky, the Black Tortoise on the Ground, and the Lightning Rift. These three bone types were all top-tier, one in a million.

Ying Que chose the Dragon in the Sky, the bone of a king.

He was born with mediocre bones, but he could gather the bones of ten thousand people and condense them all into his own body.

Transforming himself into a martial genius found in one in a million.

One hour, two hours, five hours, ten hours...

A full day and night passed.

Ying Que completed the bone drawing for himself!

The top-tier martial bone, the Dragon in the Sky, was transformed and reborn!

Ying Que opened his eyes again, and although his appearance didn't change,

But... there seemed to be a wind hidden within him.

This heaven-defying bone, when cultivating any martial art, would progress rapidly, making astonishing progress.

This bone talent, in any country, would make one a son of heaven.

...

Next, he drew his own meridians.

Next, he had to choose which type of spiritual meridian.

The Nine Yin Mystic Meridian, the Nine Yang Mystic Meridian, the Chaos Divine Meridian!

The Nine Yin Mystic Meridian was suitable for conspiracy professions, such as music, poison cultivation, and yin-yang masters.

The Nine Yang Mystic Meridian was suitable for alchemists, array masters, and military strategists.

The Chaos Divine Meridian could be yin or yang, full of unknowns.

But generally, a pure and extreme spiritual meridian talent was recommended, and the Chaos Divine Meridian was not suggested due to its strong unknown nature.

After much thought, Ying Que still chose the Chaos Divine Meridian, at least this meridian could not be detected.

Next, Ying Que began the extremely difficult meridian drawing.

The meridians were incredibly complex, and the top-tier Chaos Divine Meridian was even more so.

In the past, each meridian drawing only needed to be roughly the same shape, without involving the inside.

But this time, it was a complete replication of the incredibly complex meridian system.

The total length of the human body's blood vessels and nerves was over a hundred thousand kilometers.

One hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Five hours passed.

Twenty-four hours passed.

Ying Que opened his eyes, the meridian drawing was complete!

The one-in-a-billion Chaos Divine Meridian, the great work was accomplished!

...

Finally, it was the skin drawing!

After a full half-hour!

Using the white bone pen to draw inch by inch over the wound.

Instantly, the wound was completely healed.

The muscles on the surface of the body began to move.

Finally, the entire body became a seamless whole.

Success.

Finally, success!

Ying Que looked at himself in the mirror, tall and graceful, a handsome beauty.

Fifteen years, fifteen years!

He finally had a complete body, a complete appearance, and could finally return to human society.

From today on, he was the third son of the Shen family, Shen Wuque.

Shen Gong Ao, my first mortal enemy.

Wait for me to come to your home, first to take your legacy, then to make you beg for death but unable to find it.

And at that moment!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Outside, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder.

A huge bolt of lightning struck the house where Ying Que was staying.

"Boom!" The house collapsed directly.

In the rain and lightning, Ying Que spread his arms and roared to the sky.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

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