Again Transmigrated?

"Master, Master, wake up." Urgent calls reached Chen Luo's ears. He felt someone pushing him and slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, you're awake. Quickly, this servant will help you dress." The sweet and pretty maid hurriedly said, "Otherwise, it'll be too late."

Chen Luo turned his head and glanced at the maid, then carefully looked around. He jolted fully awake.

Where is this?

It was a bedroom he had never seen before, with a maid he had never seen before.

Chen Luo shook his head. Hadn't he been discussing the Netherworld's haunted realm with Martial Uncle in the Palace of the King of Fengdu?

In his memories, Martial Uncle had just told him that the secret realm they were about to open was called Wangchuan. How had he suddenly ended up lying here?

Had he transmigrated again?

Chen Luo sensed his body, but could not detect any Red Dust Qi at all. He circulated his divine soul... Damn it, he could not sense the Sea of Divine Soul either.

In other words, Chen Luo was now an ordinary mortal.

Chen Luo steadied his mind and looked at the maid again. With a thought, he said, "What are you rushing for?"

"Under heaven, what could possibly be more important than this young master sleeping?"

"I haven't slept enough. Let me sleep a little longer."

As he spoke, Chen Luo was about to lie back down. The maid panicked and hurriedly grabbed his arm, saying with a sob in her voice, "My good master, please get up."

"Today is the first day Old Master has returned home after retiring from office. You're his eldest legitimate grandson. You should go pay your respects early in the morning."

"If we miss the time, Old Master may dote on you and let it go, but