Chapter 1

"Li Feng is a quack! Li Feng has no medical ethics! How could the patient still die after a successful surgery?"

"Beat this quack to death, make him pay with his life!"

Outside the hospital, a large banner was hung, and the patient's family members picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the hospital, cursing the doctor who had caused the patient's death—Li Feng!

Li Feng tightly pressed his lips together. After much mental struggle, he finally walked out of the hospital, his expression bitter, and apologized, "I'm sorry, all the family members of the patients. I hope you can calm down. I have done my best, I really have. This surgery... uh..."

"Poof!"

Li Feng felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his voice abruptly stopped. He touched his chest, and his hand was covered in blood.

He had been stabbed from behind, the cold knife piercing his heart. He didn't even have the chance to turn around to see who had killed him. His vision went black, and he rolled down the stairs.

"Call the police! Doctor Li has been killed!"

This was the last thing he heard before his consciousness completely plunged into darkness and coldness.

...

In the Yulan Empire, at the eastern suburban cemetery.

A massive golden coffin, pulled by two dragon elephants, moved slowly into the cemetery filled with huge tombstones, the iron chains clinking.

There were many mourners, about hundreds of them.

Li Feng's consciousness awoke inside this thousand-pound heavy coffin, appearing in the body of a fourth-generation descendant of the Jiange Marquis Manor.

The surroundings were dark, and he felt extremely cold, with intense pain in his chest, unable to even open his eyelids.

"Stabbed in the heart, and I didn't die? Who has such high medical skills? There's definitely no one like that in the country, and probably not even abroad."

Li Feng himself was a top cardiovascular doctor, one of the best in the country, and few could match him internationally.

According to current medical conditions, a punctured heart was a sure death. So when he was stabbed in the heart from behind, he knew he was dead.

He died in this medical dispute!

But what was happening now? He felt numb and cold all over, unable to move his fingers or open his eyes, but his mind was still active.

In the darkness, a strange voice came.

"We've arrived at the cemetery, let's lower the coffin and bury it! What a pity, the only descendant of the third master is gone."

"Don't pretend to care. My brother didn't die, he won't die, he won't..." A beautiful girl's voice sounded, filled with anger and sorrow, crying.

Although Li Feng was lying in the coffin, he could tell from the girl's voice that she was quite young.

"Your brother couldn't cultivate martial arts qi, his body was weak, yet he insisted on competing for a courtesan with those rich young men. He lost and couldn't catch his breath, triggering a congenital illness, and died in the brothel. His heart stopped beating four hours ago."

There seemed to be many people around, but their voices were harsh.

"Truly embarrassing, a descendant of the Jiange Marquis Manor died in a brothel because he lost a competition. His body was even brought back to the manor by a courtesan. If his father were still alive, he would probably be furious too."

"The Jiange Marquis Manor has lost face this time. Just wait and see how other nobles will mock us."

"It's better that this cripple is dead. It saves the old marquis from wasting so much martial qi every month to keep him alive. What a waste. If I had that martial qi, I would be an unparalleled expert by now."

...

Ning Qianwu coldly stared at the girl in green standing by the coffin and said, "Xin'er, it's hot. The body can't be left overnight, or it will start to smell."

Ning Xing'er knelt by the coffin, hugging it tightly, preventing anyone from lifting it, "Fourth Uncle, are you so eager to bury my brother? You're afraid the old marquis will find out the truth when he comes out of seclusion, right? My brother really died of anger?"

Ning Xing'er's voice, muffled by the thick coffin, sounded tearful and helpless, "You all killed my brother. He couldn't cultivate martial arts qi and had no chance of becoming the heir of the Jiange Marquis Manor, but you still killed him."

Everyone around fell silent!

After a long time, someone tried to comfort her, but Ning Xing'er was eventually pulled away.

The coffin was lifted and prepared to be buried.

Li Feng understood his situation. If he was buried in the deep earth, he would die a second time today.

Is this how cruel fate can be?

Li Feng wanted to open his mouth, but his throat was extremely dry, and he couldn't make a sound, not even the words "I'm not dead."

"Lower the coffin," Ning Qianwu said coldly.

Ning Xing'er cried, watching her only close relative, her brother, being placed in the grave and covered with soil.

Li Feng panicked, gritted his teeth, and lifted his stiff hand to knock on the coffin wall.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of knocking came from inside the coffin.

The coffin was thick, and the sound was low, but it didn't escape the ears of martial arts experts. Ning Xing'er, who was at the Divine Body realm, had sharp hearing and said, "Stop, there's a sound coming from the coffin!"

"Xin'er, you're mistaken. Interrupting a burial is taboo; it will disturb the soul of the deceased. Continue shoveling soil," Ning Qianwu ordered.

"Knock knock!"

The coffin was knocked even louder.

This time, even the two servants shoveling soil heard it clearly and stopped, stepping back, wondering if it was a zombie.

Ning Xing'er didn't care and jumped into the grave, her fingers gripping the bottom of the coffin. Her blood flowed faster, and martial arts qi circulated through her veins.

"Crack!"

Her slender arms lifted the thousand-pound golden coffin and placed it on the edge of the grave. The coffin was too heavy and sank an inch into the soil.

"Bang!"

Her hand struck the coffin lid with a force of tens of thousands of pounds, sending it flying.

Who would have thought such a delicate girl could exert such terrifying strength?

Ning Xing'er was a cultivation genius of the Jiange Marquis Manor, reaching the first level of the Divine Body realm at just fourteen, making her stand out among the fourth-generation descendants.

The strength she displayed surprised even the uncles of the Jiange Marquis Manor.

So powerful!

She had cultivated a divine martial body!

Fortunately, she was a girl. If she were a boy, she would definitely be a strong contender for the heir position.

"Bang!"

The coffin lid hit a tombstone and knocked it over.

The coffin was opened!

Sunlight shone into the coffin, illuminating a young, pale face.

Ning Qianwu, with his profound cultivation, walked over with a forceful presence.

He approached the coffin and saw the body inside with closed eyes, then he relaxed, scolding, "Xin'er, are you satisfied now? Your brother is dead. He could have been buried peacefully, but you interrupted it. You've disturbed his soul!"

"I heard that if a burial is interrupted, the soul will be cut in half in the underworld!"

More accusations came from the crowd, making Ning Xing'er lower her head, biting her lip tightly. "Brother, you're already dead. I disturbed your soul's journey. Brother, I'm sorry! You won't be cut in half! No, you won't!"

A very hoarse voice came from inside the coffin, "Cough, cough! S-Sorry, everyone, I... I... am not dead..."

Li Feng was very anxious, afraid of being buried again.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Li Feng kept his eyes closed because he knew that if someone stayed in the dark for a long time and suddenly saw strong sunlight, they could go blind!

Ning Qianwu saw the young man in the coffin open his eyes, his face changed dramatically, his eyes almost popping out, almost shouting, "You're not dead?"

This congenitally disabled waste had actually come back to life.

How could his fate be so strong?

Many people were disappointed!

Ning Xing'er, however, was overjoyed and cried, helping the young man in the coffin to sit up, resting his face on her chest, hugging him tightly, "Brother, I knew you weren't dead. I was so afraid you would leave me."

"Water... water..." Li Feng's voice was hoarse. He didn't know who this pretty girl was, but he just wanted water.

After drinking water, Li Feng's complexion gradually improved.

Ning Xing'er personally helped Li Feng into a luxurious ancient carriage, which was not pulled by horses but by a green mystical beast with a horse's body and a deer's head, covered in metallic scales!

The green deer pulled the carriage away from the cemetery and back to the Jiange Marquis Manor.

Li Feng's body was very weak, and he sat in the carriage.

Ning Xing'er held him in her arms, supporting his head with her chest, saying some strange things, "Brother, you have a congenital heart condition and can't cultivate martial arts qi. If anyone bullies you, tell me! I'll help you teach them a lesson."

Li Feng didn't understand what she was saying, so he remained silent.

Ning Xing'er thought this was due to her brother's inferiority complex, sighing, "I don't believe you died of anger. It must be Fourth Uncle and Uncle who did something behind your back. I don't understand why they are so cruel. We're family, why do they have to be so ruthless? They even attacked you while Grandfather was in seclusion. How despicable!"

Li Feng still didn't speak. He wanted to say, "Sis, you've got the wrong person."

But he was too weak, and his chest hurt terribly. If no one took care of him, he would likely starve to death in the wilderness.

For now, he could only accept this new sister and repay her kindness later.

From Ning Xing'er's words, he understood some things.

The owner of this body was named Ning Xiaochuan, sixteen years old, a direct fourth-generation descendant of the Jiange Marquis Manor. Ten years ago, his parents died, leaving the two siblings to rely on each other.

Ning Xing'er had extremely high talent, reaching the Divine Body realm at just fourteen, with a bright future, making her a standout among the fourth-generation descendants.

However, Ning Xiaochuan couldn't cultivate martial arts qi due to a congenital heart condition, which caused his heart and blood to be blocked. Any intense activity would cause his heart to race, difficulty breathing, headaches, and even fainting. He was known as "Ning the Sickly" among the fourth-generation descendants.

"I must have possessed this body." Li Feng didn't like superstition or believe in supernatural phenomena, but he had to accept this reality, having come to a new world.

"Racing heart, difficulty breathing... Could this be coronary artery blockage?"

Li Feng was one of the best cardiovascular doctors in the country. Before his death, he had treated a patient with severe coronary artery blockage.

This condition was challenging for other doctors, often requiring major surgery with a low success rate.

But for him, it was a minor issue, and he claimed a 90% success rate for the surgery.

The surgery was successful, but the patient died!

Later, he found out that the nurse responsible for administering the anesthetic had made a mistake in the dosage. The patient's body was already weak, and any mistake could be fatal, leading to the patient's death on the operating table.

Surgery always carries risks, and deaths are normal, but the patient's family disagreed, causing a commotion at the hospital, calling Li Feng a quack and demanding his life.

Li Feng understood the consequences of the medical dispute. If he told the family the truth, he could clear his name, but the nurse would likely be beaten severely, possibly to death by the angry family.

He couldn't do that.

Feeling extremely guilty for the patient's death, Li Feng didn't hide like a coward but bravely stepped forward to apologize to the family, taking full responsibility.

But the family, still angry, attacked him as soon as he walked out of the hospital, grabbing his clothes and hitting his head.

Before Li Feng could apologize, he was stabbed in the heart from behind, losing consciousness, and then he found himself in this world.

"Since I'm in this world and in this body, I'll call myself Ning Xiaochuan from now on! To repay the little girl for saving my life." Li Feng thought.

Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it.

From now on, his name would be Ning Xiaochuan, accepting this identity and learning to adapt to this new, magical world!