Chapter 1

The Tianlang Continent is vast, and in the middle of it lies the Tianlang Mountain Range, which runs from north to south, dividing the continent into two parts. The Tianlang Continent is named after the Tianlang Mountain Range, and around this mountain range, there are dozens of kingdoms and empires built.

According to ancient records, this area was once a vast plain. One day, a howling moon wolf fell from the sky and died here. Over time, the dead wolf transformed into the mountain range. However, there is no way to verify this, and the people of the Tianlang Continent only treat it as a joke. How many tens of thousands of miles long is the Tianlang? If it were true, it would probably sink the entire continent with one strike! This is simply impossible.

Niu Jiao Village is a remote mountain village on the outskirts of the Tianlang Mountain Range, belonging to the Tian Lan Kingdom. At the edge of the village, a middle-aged woman in her forties and a child around ten years old were standing in front of a dilapidated thatched cottage, anxiously waiting for something.

After a moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the house.

"Master Lin... Master Lin, how is my little Feng?" Seeing the middle-aged man come out, the middle-aged woman and the young boy quickly gathered around, asking anxiously.

"Alas, Ye Feng's meridians are broken, and his breath is faint. Sister Ye, prepare for the worst!" Hearing their questions, the middle-aged man sighed and said.

"Are you talking about me?"

At this moment, a young boy around fifteen or sixteen slowly opened his eyes on the bed in the thatched cottage, a hint of confusion on his face. He then closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and muttered to himself, "No, it's not about me. My meridians are not broken. Although my breath is not strong, it's far from being faint!"

"Ha ha, then it's not about me. It must be someone with the same name!" After thinking it through, the boy shook his head and muttered to himself.

With this thought, the boy no longer paid attention to the conversation outside.

"This is not my home. Is this a clinic in the village? It's so dilapidated! But after a great disaster, having a place to live alone is not bad!" The boy said, turned around, and looked around. Seeing that everything in the room was very old, even the windows had no paper, he thought to himself.

"Thirsty!" At this thought, the boy felt his mouth was dry, as if it was about to smoke.

At this moment, Ye Feng, sitting on the bed, saw a teapot on the table in the middle of the room and got up from the bed.

"Ouch..." As soon as the boy took a step, his face twisted in pain, and he involuntarily drew in a breath of cold air, thinking to himself, "Damn, this flood was really bizarre, but at least I survived!"

Ye Feng endured the pain, walked to the table, and started pouring the tea into his mouth.

"Clunk..." As the boy was drinking, the teapot lid suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to this; his throat was so dry that he didn't care about a teapot lid!

He didn't care, but the middle-aged woman and the young boy outside the door, as well as the middle-aged man who was about to leave, couldn't ignore the noise inside the room.

So the three of them were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then pushed the door open and entered the room.

Uh...

When the three people entered the room and saw Ye Feng drinking from the teapot, they all opened their mouths wide in shock.

Especially the middle-aged man, who had just examined Ye Feng and found his breath to be very faint, and he could die at any moment. He was very confident about this, so seeing Ye Feng drink water stunned him.

Ye Feng was also stunned by the sudden intrusion of the three people, especially when he saw that they were dressed in what looked like ancient Chinese clothing, which made him even more puzzled.

If he hadn't seen that they looked healthy, he would have thought he was in a mental hospital.

"Who are you? I'm just drinking some water, no need to look at me like that!" Looking at the three people, Ye Feng said in confusion.

"Ah! Little Feng, son, you're finally awake, you scared me to death..." Ye Feng's words instantly woke up the three people who were in a daze, especially the middle-aged woman, who quickly walked to Ye Feng and grabbed his arm with trembling hands.

Hearing the middle-aged woman call him her son, Ye Feng felt that she might be delusional. Her son probably died in the flood, and she mistook him for her son.

He wanted to pull away from the middle-aged woman, but seeing her sad face, he felt a surge of compassion. Her caring words even made him feel a warm current in his heart.

"Ah..." Ye Feng was about to comfort the woman, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a surge of information rush into his mind, making his head feel like it was about to split. The words he was about to say were swallowed back.

At this moment, Ye Feng's face became grotesque and terrifying. Instantly, he felt a loud ringing in his head, and his eyes went black as he fainted.

"Master Lin, Master Lin, quickly see what's wrong with Little Feng..." Seeing Ye Feng faint, the woman became panic-stricken and frantically shook the middle-aged man's arm.

"Carry him to the bed!" The middle-aged man, who had been silent, finally spoke after hearing the woman's words.

As the woman's words fell, the young boy beside her quickly stepped forward, picked up Ye Feng, and placed him on the bed.

"Master Lin..." The young boy, after placing Ye Feng on the bed, was about to ask a question, but the middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling him not to speak.

After examining Ye Feng, Master Lin frowned and muttered to himself, "Strange, his breath is stable, and there's nothing wrong with his meridians..."

"Could I have been wrong just now? Impossible! But what's going on?" Master Lin couldn't figure out what was happening no matter how he thought about it.

"Master Lin, how is Little Feng?"

"Yes! Master Lin, how is my brother?"

Seeing Master Lin finish his examination, the woman and the young boy asked anxiously.

"He's fine... just needs some rest!" Indeed, Ye Feng was just feeling a bit weak, and there was nothing seriously wrong with him.

After saying this, Master Lin got up and hurriedly left.

He didn't want to stay any longer, as he didn't know how to explain the significant difference in his diagnosis of Ye Feng.

"Thank goodness! Xiao Hao, let's go out! Let your brother rest more!" Hearing that her son was fine, the woman prayed a few words and then said to the young boy, and they left the room together.

In fact, Ye Feng was already awake, but he didn't open his eyes. He was very shocked and didn't know what to do, as he had actually traveled through time.

Just now, he was in pain because he was merging with a set of memories that were not his own, but belonged to the original owner of this body.

What was this? Was it like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuangzi? Ye Feng couldn't tell.

He was originally a master of traditional Chinese medicine from a country called 'Huaxia' on a planet called Earth, and he was the youngest of the five historical masters of traditional Chinese medicine.

He was on vacation at a resort in the mountains when a catastrophic disaster struck one night. Floods, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions came one after another, and he was instantly swallowed by a wave hundreds of meters high, unexpectedly traveling to this world.

The original owner of the body he now occupied was also named Ye Feng, a villager of Niu Jiao Village. The middle-aged woman from earlier was his mother, Ling Wanrong, and the young boy was his younger brother, Ye Hao.

In his memories, there was a vague, tall figure, which should be his father, Ye Chenshan, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

Ye Feng's memories included the details of his life from childhood to adulthood, as well as the memories of his mother sewing and mending clothes to support them.

If Ye Feng was just an observer before, now he felt as if he had fully integrated into this life. He identified himself with this Ye Feng, and although his family was poor, the care from his mother made him feel very happy.

After he invested his emotions, the slight barrier that existed during the initial merging of the two minds instantly disappeared, and their memories fused into one person.

Although he was the dominant one, the memories of the original Ye Feng were completely integrated, and now they were inseparable.

Ye Feng had once stood at the peak, so after the fusion, he no longer had the naivety of a young person but instead had a maturity that didn't match his age.

He now understood that the middle-aged man's statement about his broken meridians and faint breath was true, but he had already fully recovered when he took over this body. If it weren't for his still weak physical condition, he would be as healthy as anyone else.

This world was even more surprising to him. It was vastly different from Earth, a world where martial power was supreme. In this world, martial power was the foundation of everything, and without martial power, everything was meaningless.

When Ye Feng was a teenager, he was diagnosed with naturally narrow and fragile meridians, making it impossible for him to cultivate martial power. However, his younger brother, Ye Hao, was diagnosed at the age of six with naturally wide and strong meridians, making him a martial power genius.

In the early stages of cultivating martial power, a large amount of blood and flesh is needed to supplement qi and blood. Without this, even a genius would not achieve anything.

Their mother, an ordinary woman, could not afford to support two sons in cultivation, especially since Ye Feng's narrow meridians would require ten to twenty times more resources than others, which was naturally impossible to bear.

Although his mother never said anything and only encouraged her sons to cultivate, Ye Feng saw her come home every day, so exhausted that she could barely walk, and only eating some vegetables. He then gave up on cultivation and started working to earn money to support his brother's cultivation.

As his brother grew older, his needs increased. To reduce the burden on his mother, Ye Feng joined a 'Flying Tiger Team' formed by a small family clan's business.