Chapter 1

*驾！驾！驾！*

The scorching sun turned the soil on the wide official road into a snow-white color. A step would leave a gray footprint, and the dust raised by the hooves of the horses resembled smoke.

Three magnificent horses, each a fathom long and eight feet tall, with jet-black coats like black dragons, galloped swiftly in a triangular formation on the official road. The lead horse carried a towering man.

The man was nearly nine feet tall, his muscles bulging like iron, his square face calm and composed, but with a hint of worry.

Behind the horses was a luxuriously decorated carriage. Under the control of the towering man, the carriage moved smoothly, without any bumps.

However, the缺口 (notch) and the strong smell of blood on the man's long saber, as well as the glaring sword marks on the sides of the carriage, told of the unrest along the way.

Inside the carriage, a white-robed teenager of about fifteen or sixteen leaned against a tiger-skin couch.

The teenager had narrow, phoenix-like eyes, eyebrows like new moons, and features so exquisite that he was a perfect example of a handsome young man.

However, his face was pale and sickly, and his eyes were tinged with a deathly gray.

The teenager held a handkerchief in his hands, with a small patch of black blood in the center. He stared at the blood for a long time, a bitter smile appearing on his face: "Seventy-seven types of spiritual medicines, including the Dragon Whisker Ice Fire Fruit, Buddha Flame Root, and Black Heart Devil Soul Flower, these top-grade spiritual medicines. Are they treating me like a medicine jar?"

"However, the person feeding me these spiritual medicines doesn't understand the principles of the five elements. Among these seventy-seven medicines, at least eleven have severe conflicts. They not only fail to stabilize my meridians but could also cost me my life..."

The white-robed teenager carefully tucked the handkerchief into his wide sleeve. A trace of fatigue flashed in his star-like eyes, and his mind quickly replayed the bizarre events that had befallen him.

It had been half a month since he arrived in this world. After the initial shock, fear, and confusion, Mu Xian had fully understood the world he was in and accepted the fact that he had been transported here.

Mu Xian was the name of the body he now inhabited. In his previous life, he had another name, but it held no meaning for him now.

In his previous life, Mu Xian was an orphan raised by the Dan Ding Sect and became the youngest and most outstanding alchemist, deeply favored by the sect leader.

Mu Xian did not become complacent due to his talent and achievements in alchemy. In addition to his alchemical studies, he used every spare moment to read all the classics in the Dan Ding Sect, excelling in both civil and military strategies. His cultivation was also remarkable, and even the sect leader, who was extremely picky about his disciples, could find no fault with Mu Xian.

However, Mu Xian almost devoted all his energy to alchemy and studies, leaving him completely unaware of the ugliness of human nature. He did not realize the jealousy and resentment hidden behind the kind and friendly face of his senior brother, and was ultimately betrayed by the very person he trusted and respected the most.

Although Mu Xian managed to kill his senior brother before dying, the regret and resentment in his heart could not be erased.

Mu Xian never imagined that when he opened his eyes again, he would find himself in a world over twenty thousand years in the past. This was an era of revival and contention among various schools of thought, a time of martial arts wasteland, but also an era of strict hierarchy and the emergence of sages, where the strong preyed on the weak.

In this life, Mu Xian was the eldest son of the Mu family in Shitang Town, under Yunmen County. He was born with a congenital defect, his meridians being dozens of times more fragile than those of ordinary people. He had to be fed secret medicines regularly to maintain his life, and there was no possibility of him pursuing a cultivation path.

To prolong Mu Xian's life, his parents had almost exhausted the family's resources on him. After over a decade of cultivation, Mu Xian had only reached the initial stage of the Physical Body Realm, with a physical strength slightly better than that of ordinary people.

In fact, Mu Xian's parents never expected him to achieve anything in martial arts. They never forced him to learn martial arts but sent him to the Yunyang Academy in the county to study the teachings of various schools of thought.

This time, Mu Xian rushed back to the family from the academy because he received news that his father had died in the Poison Swamp Forest while searching for life-prolonging spiritual medicines, and the family was in turmoil.

However, Mu Xian was ambushed as soon as he left the academy. Although the enemies were all dealt with by Ling Tian, a high-level Condensation Essence Realm cultivator and the towering man outside the carriage, Mu Xian, whose soul was extremely weak, fainted from the shock, giving the Mu Xian from twenty thousand years later a chance to take over.

"You can rest in peace. The dreams you couldn't complete, I will complete for you. Your parents and relatives, I will treat as my own!"

After softly uttering these words, Mu Xian's body suddenly straightened, and a mysterious aura emanated from him, making the originally frail young man appear more sharp and ethereal.

Just as Mu Xian was coming back to his senses from his deep thoughts, he heard a whistle from outside. The carriage he was in stopped quickly and steadily.

"Xian, stay in the carriage. No matter what happens outside, do not come out." Mu Xian was about to ask what was happening when Ling Tian preemptively warned him.

Mu Xian extended his pale, slender hand and gently lifted the corner of the bead curtain. He then realized that the official road in front of the carriage had gradually disappeared, and a narrow dirt path stretched into a dense, dark forest.

From the memories he had, Mu Xian knew that the forest ahead was the Shen Duan Mountain, not far from Shitang Town.

To be precise, Shen Duan Mountain was a mountain range, an ancient one. The towering mountains of Shen Duan Mountain stretched continuously, connecting the Poison Swamp to Yunmen County, with Shitang Town situated between the Shen Duan Mountain and the Poison Swamp.

Shen Duan Mountain was the only path from Shitang Town and the Poison Swamp to Yunmen County. Adventurer teams had long opened a passage through the Shen Duan Mountain.

The road and its surroundings were controlled by the Fire Wolf Gang. It was no wonder Ling Tian was so cautious, especially with nightfall approaching.

However, Mu Xian had no time to respond to Ling Tian's words. As Ling Tian spoke, Mu Xian felt as if he was being stared at by a venomous snake, and his body suddenly became stiff.

At the same time, three bowstrings snapped, and arrows shot through the air like meteors, aiming for the carriage. To be precise, they were aimed at Mu Xian's upper, middle, and lower vital points.

In that instant, Mu Xian felt his heart tighten, his throat dry, and his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

"Wait, the target is not me!" At the critical moment, Mu Xian realized that the arrows aimed at him had no killing intent. His body, which was about to roll on the ground, steadied itself in time.

"Scoundrel, how dare you!" Mu Xian saw through the trick, but Ling Tian, who was worried and confused, did not. He roared and leaped off the horse, his long saber slicing through the air, successfully cutting the three arrows in half.

After intercepting the three arrows, Ling Tian's heart sank, and his face changed dramatically. He then heard the horses' mournful cries.

"Rumor has it that Ling Tian, the sworn brother of Mu Yuanshan, is invincible. It seems he is just a brute." As the three magnificent horses fell, a red-clothed man emerged from the dense forest two hundred steps away, his face full of ridicule and disdain for Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's forehead veins bulged. After taking a deep breath, he coldly asked, "Red Wolf, this place is only ten miles from Shitang Town, and we live next to the Mu family. Are you sure you want to offend the Mu family?"

The red-clothed man sneered and ignored Ling Tian, instead looking at the giant tree behind him.

In the puzzled gazes of Mu Xian and Ling Tian, a hunched old man slowly emerged from behind the tree.

Upon seeing the old man's face, both Mu Xian and Ling Tian were stunned. This old man was none other than the sixth elder of the Mu family, Mu Jitu.

After Mu Jitu appeared, the red-clothed man immediately stood respectfully behind him, showing that he was following Mu Jitu's lead.

This scene made Mu Xian and Ling Tian's hearts sink even further.

"Mu Xian, considering your usual respect for me, I won't make things difficult for you. Get out of the carriage and come home with me. I promise no one will harm you or your mother." Mu Jitu glanced at Ling Tian indifferently and then looked at the carriage.

Mu Xian was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that the previous owner of his body had always respected Mu Jitu, even treating him like a grandfather. The previous owner's father, Xiao Yuanshan, and mother, Tang Qiluo, also respected Mu Jitu greatly.

Thinking about these things, Mu Xian couldn't help but recall the face of his senior brother from the Dan Ding Sect.

The same kind and benevolent appearance, the same approachable demeanor, the same honeyed words and hidden daggers, the same ingratitude. The current sixth elder of the family and the senior brother from the Dan Ding Sect were so similar, and the events unfolding before him were so similar to what he had experienced in his previous life.

The only difference was that his senior brother in his previous life, fearing his strength, only dared to attack him in secret, while the current sixth elder of the family appeared high and mighty, completely disregarding him.

But after struggling to snatch a life from the heavens, how could he let the same tragedy happen again?

"Old dog, the family head and lady have treated you well, and Xian has always respected you. Now that the family head's fate is unknown, you not only fail to stabilize the family but also lead a rebellion. Have you lost your conscience?" Seeing that Mu Jitu completely ignored his existence and spoke to Mu Xian in a condescending manner, Ling Tian was furious and shouted.

"Ling Tian, Mu Yuanshan treated you like a brother, but I have never considered you part of the Mu family. With your meager cultivation, you dare to be so noisy in front of me. Do you think you have lived long enough?" Mu Jitu, who had been calm, became extremely fierce upon hearing Ling Tian call him an old dog. A killing intent suddenly emanated from him, and he was ready to strike if Ling Tian dared to say another word against him.

"Sixth Elder, are you here to take me home?" Just as Ling Tian was about to retort, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him. It was Mu Xian, who had emerged from the carriage, his face full of enthusiasm and hope, as if he still didn't understand what was happening.

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