One Day I Transmigrated, and the Clown Was Me

Northern Underworld Continent.

Heavenly Flame Empire.

Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate.

As the most powerful faction in the Heavenly Flame Empire, the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate occupied an area of ten thousand miles, boasting magnificent halls and numerous pavilions that shimmered with golden light.

Rumors also circulated that the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate kept a Flood Dragon beast within its grounds.

The Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate had a long and profound heritage, tracing its origins back to ancient times.

It was one of the factions that had followed the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan to establish the Heavenly Flame Empire.

Throughout the long river of history and countless calamities, many ancient factions with distant legacies had perished.

Only the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate remained standing.

In fact, across the entire Northern Underworld Continent, there were only a handful of factions that could be compared to the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate.

Deep within the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate, in a grand and magnificent hall.

Qin Anlan surveyed his surroundings, an aura of invincibility radiating from his eyes.

He was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance, eyebrows like painted ink, and a face as if intricately carved by jade, appearing to be a favorite of heaven.

His pair of dark eyes still held a hint of misty white.

"What is this?"

Qin Anlan scanned the situation around him, finding his surroundings utterly unfamiliar.

At this moment, wave after wave of memories surged into his mind, merging with him.

The confused look in his eyes cleared completely.

"I've transmigrated? I actually transmigrated?"

In his previous life, Qin Anlan was an ordinary nine-to-five office worker.

Because he was too upright, he offended his direct superior.

He was constantly subjected to petty harassment, used as a scapegoat, and forced to take the blame.

This happened repeatedly throughout the year.

Finally, after his boss framed him for something he didn't do, Qin Anlan could no longer stand it.

He drove his small car and crashed it into the brand-new Mercedes-Benz C his boss had just bought.

He thought his life was over then and there.

Never did he expect that after opening his eyes, he would arrive in a fantasy world full of danger and opportunity.

Here, experts were as numerous as clouds.

They could fly through the sky and burrow through the earth, pluck stars and scoop the moon, move mountains and fill seas, capable of anything.

Those with great divine abilities had lifespans of ten thousand years, immortal and indestructible.

But in such a world, it was the survival of the fittest.

The strong survived, while the weak were treated as mere grass.

"Damn it, a world this dangerous, what am I here for? To continue being cannon fodder?"

"Wait!"

"My identity... it seems I'm not as simple as cannon fodder."

As his memories merged, numerous recollections appeared in Qin Anlan's mind.

His previous dissatisfaction vanished completely.

His name was Qin Anlan.

He was the only son of the current Divine Marquis of Zhenguo, Qin Zhenxian, and the Grand Princess of the Heavenly Flame Empire, Xuanyuan Yue.

He was also the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo.

Qin Anlan possessed the bloodline of both the Qin family and the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan.

His status was so noble that he was among the most elite existences in the entire Heavenly Flame Empire.

Most importantly, Qin Anlan possessed extraordinary talent.

At only twenty years old, he was already an expert in the Emperor Realm and a prodigy of the entire Heavenly Flame Empire.

Furthermore, Qin Anlan possessed the Void Saint Body, a legendary innate Saint Body Dao Embryo.

It was said that when Qin Anlan was born, twelve Buddhist chants descended from the heavens, his entire body was enveloped in golden light, and the world itself resonated.

At that moment, it attracted the attention of countless experts.

Even the Xuanyuan Emperor of the Heavenly Flame Empire was shaken and personally visited the Divine Marquis's estate to investigate.

The Xuanyuan Emperor was extremely fond of Qin Anlan, his beloved nephew.

Not only did he personally teach Qin Anlan numerous martial arts, but he even imparted the Xuanyuan Emperor Scripture, which could only be cultivated by those with Xuanyuan Imperial Clan blood, to Qin Anlan.

It's safe to say that even though Qin Anlan was only the nominal Young Lord of the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate, the treatment he received was even better than that of the princes of the Heavenly Flame Empire.

"With such an awesome identity, isn't this a guaranteed perfect start?"

After reviewing his memories, Qin Anlan couldn't help but complain. He possessed an identity unit even more impressive than that of a prince. Furthermore, as the only son of the current Divine Marquis of Zhenguo, his position as Young Lord was as stable as can be, and his status was exceptionally prominent. There wouldn't be any infighting or fratricide over power.

Qin Anlan was already envisioning his own grand entrance as the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, with nine dragons clearing the path, beauties by his side, and experts following behind. He'd have the wind and rain at his command, a truly majestic scene.

However, as his memories unfolded, Qin Anlan became completely unsettled. The initial part of his memories depicted Qin Anlan as an incredibly powerful figure. But then...

"Damn it, why would he choose to be the most lowly simp instead of continuing to be the Divine Marquis's Young Lord?" Qin Anlan was utterly speechless. It turned out that before his transmigration, the original owner's identity was that of an unadulterated simp. This Young Lord, with his distinguished status, refined demeanor, and exceptional talent, had fallen head over heels for Liu Ruyan. "One glance at Liu Ruyan ruined a lifetime," and thus began three years of simp mode. Countless rare treasures, vast amounts of elixirs, divine weapons, and cultivation methods – as long as Liu Ruyan or her family had any needs, Qin Anlan would obediently offer them. He exhausted all his efforts to please her. Yet, despite all this, Liu Ruyan was not moved by Qin Anlan's deep affection. Instead, she grew increasingly disgusted with him. Being toyed with by Liu Ruyan was one thing. Forget about getting intimate; he hadn't even touched Liu Ruyan's hand. She simply treated Qin Anlan like a simp, someone she could call or dismiss at will. It wasn't until the appearance of the Child of Destiny that Liu Ruyan quickly threw herself at him. She gave all the precious treasures and elixirs that Qin Anlan had gifted her to the Child of Destiny, using Qin Anlan's resources to enrich the Child of Destiny. Qin Anlan was so enraged by this scene that he completely lost his mind. He continuously used all sorts of powers to target the Child of Destiny, and the results were predictable. Like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandpa, they were all defeated one after another, only serving to fatten up the Child of Destiny. After a period of struggle, Qin Anlan, the pathetic simp, was ruthlessly eliminated. He became a stepping stone for the Child of Destiny to show off, taunt others, and ultimately rise to power. The pain! It was truly heartbreaking. Back then, when Qin Anlan saw this part of the memory, he had applauded and cheered, shouting with great satisfaction. Simps must die, and simps deserve no good end. A foolish simp like Qin Anlan deserved to die. Now, after transmigrating, the clown was himself. Even the four great simps of the national server weren't as devoted as Qin Anlan. "Let's go back to Gotham, Wayne said he won't hit you anymore." Qin Anlan felt an urge to curse. His identity was incredibly impressive; he was one of the top young masters in the Heavenly Flame Empire, yet he still chose to be a simp.

Isn't this just a clown?

If it were me, I would have slapped her silly long ago.

There's no woman who can't be conquered with a good slap.

If there is, it just means the slap wasn't loud enough.

Damn it!

He's desperately hoarding all these things, and it's bad enough he won't even give me a chance.

He's putting on a show here every day, but who are you trying to impress?

"Don't worry. Since I, Qin Anlan, have inherited your identity, the women you can't get, I, Qin Anlan, will help you get them. The things you can't accomplish, I, Qin Anlan, will help you accomplish them."

"The Light of the Sea King, the Killer of Girls, goes online now."

Just as Qin Anlan was filled with righteous indignation, a prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Host refuses to be a simp and change the original fate. The Heavenly Mandate Villain System is now online."

Qin Anlan froze on the spot.

A system?

The essential Golden Finger for a transmigrator has arrived?

[PS: Realm divisions: Through Profound, Spirit Body, Divine Ability, Divine Platform, Purple Mansion, Emperor Realm, Divine Emperor, Divine Venerable, Saint, Saint Lord, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor. Each realm is divided into Early, Mid, Late, and Peak stages.]