Brain container
Let it be stated in advance: the protagonist physically transmigrated, not soul-transmigrated. This fundamentally eliminates any suspicion of self-cuckolding, so read with peace of mind.
(The memory recovery here may look like soul transmigration, but it was deliberately arranged by the author. Clues will point to it later, so there is no need to dwell on the earlier details.)
"Lin Heng?"
"He's the Sect Leader's son who was lost for twenty-two years?"
"There isn't even a trace of cultivation on him. For all we know, he might not even have the aptitude to cultivate immortality..."
"But why has he been spacing out this whole time?"
"A country bumpkin born and raised in some desolate border state. He's probably scared stiff because he's never seen the world."
"Shh! Second Senior Sister, don't talk nonsense. Master will be here soon."
??
What was going on?
Had I transmigrated?
Clarity returned to Lin Heng's eyes. With a baffled expression, he looked toward the two women not far away.
Very soft, very big.
Why did this place feel so familiar?
Looking at the hall's furnishings and the disciples filing in one after another, Lin Heng finally came back to his senses.
Then, memories began flooding into his mind.
That was right. He really had transmigrated, and physically at that, into an immortal cultivation novel centered on the theme of "more wives, more blessings."
Its title was Beauty Record.
You could tell just from the name that it was a brainless power-fantasy novel.
Though the title was nothing special, its plot had been one of the hottest harem stories of its time. After all, that was exactly what the esteemed readers liked.
A beautiful Master, a fox immortal of the Demon Race, a frosty Senior Sister, the Female Emperor of a Dynasty, the Demonic Path's holy sovereign, widows...
Any beauty with a name was, without exception, Ye Tian's woman.
The fucked-up part was that the damn author was afraid of getting censored on Tomato. Using the Master-disciple taboo to draw traffic early on was one thing, but he actually padded the word count by collecting women without touching them!
After taking in two female leads early on, he spent the whole time playing ambiguous games and following a squeaky-clean harem route. Later on, there was even a plot where his clones delivered women to him!
No wonder he had enraged the public and could only be popular for a moment.
As Lin Heng carefully recalled the information about the novel in his mind, his scalp went numb.
That was right—his current identity was the son the Green Pavilion Sect's Sect Leader had lost.
And today was the day he recognized his ancestry and returned to the sect.
At that time, the Peak Masters of all Seven Peaks would arrive. He could take this opportunity to choose one as his Master. According to the normal plot, he would enter under the protagonist's Master and become the first person around the protagonist to be suppressed.
Not only would he be driven apart from his Master, he would also suffer bullying from a group of Senior Sisters. In the end, his father would ignore him and his mother would not care about him. Before long, the protagonist would stomp his head apart and send him offline.
Even worse—
His Dad had even intended to make the original protagonist the sect's successor.
In the end, he was tricked into a miserable sect-destroying disaster.
As for those easily won over Senior Sisters and that lofty Master of his, they either became crippled or were sold to a Flower Pavilion.
The exact plot was blurry. It was probably because the shameless author had lost his mind and deliberately wanted to disgust the readers. Before the story could continue after the female lead was sold to the Sell to Flower Pavilion, righteous readers reported it and got it taken down.
A cannon-fodder villain fate, a trash template, a Dad who was the Sect Leader but did not care about him in the slightest, and a Mom who never appeared even until her death.
Who wouldn't have their scalp go numb with a script like this?!
To hell with recognizing his ancestry!
Staying here would be a thankless burden. His Dad would not care, his Mom would not ask after him, and his Master and Senior Sisters would despise him.
In other words, if he wanted to survive, he had to stay far away from the protagonist and the women around him.
He would just find someone else to take as his Master, lie low, wait until the time was ripe, grab a fortune, and leave the sect. His cheap Dad had been in seclusion the whole time anyway—what could they do to him?
No matter how useless he was, he was still the Sect Leader's biological son.
Congratulations to the host on successfully transmigrating. You have obtained the "Villain" Life System.
Follow the (righteous-villain) plot to the end and survive!
At key plot nodes, you will have multiple choices!
Support reward: Heaven-Defying Comprehension.
Holy shit?
A golden finger?
This was good. More than good!
I admit that I screamed a little too loudly just now.
Having read countless novels, Lin Heng naturally knew what this golden finger represented.
Since he could choose the plot route, he obviously had to lie low. What the hell did the destruction of the Green Pavilion Sect have to do with him?
"Has this guy's brain really gone bad?"
"Look at him. Just now, he was serious and worried one moment, then his eyes were filled with excitement the next. It was already criticized enough that he was a cripple without any foundation for immortal cultivation. If his head isn't clear too..."
"Lin Heng? Are you all right?"
Hearing that, Lin Heng instinctively glanced to the side.
I remember now.
So it was this stupid bitch. No wonder she looked so familiar.
The two women froze at the same time.
They blankly looked around.
What was that sound?
Who was talking?
Though disciples nearby were whispering among themselves, that voice just now had sounded as if someone had pressed right up against their ears.
Stupid bitch?
Tsk, tsk. That said... her looks really were exceptional.
The two women suspiciously looked around again. There were only so many people in the hall, and they had heard everyone's voices more or less. None of them had sounded this magnetic.
Yun Yao caught that fleeting look of appraisal, and her gaze suddenly settled on Lin Heng.
Could it have been him?
Senior Sister Xiao Yao was actually pretty nice. She was beautiful and playful, an incomparably proud fairy...
Too bad she was stupid beyond saving. Not only was she easily won over, she was even sold to a Flower Pavilion to atone for the protagonist's sins.
Once I lie low and survive, I'll go look after her business if I get the chance.
Yun Yao: ????
As for this Mu Liuxi... forget it, there was too much to say. She was stupid beyond all bounds too, always wearing that sour face. Anyone who didn't know better would think someone in her family had died. If her personality was cold, couldn't she dress colder too?
Mu Liuxi: ???
What??
At that moment, both of them finally reacted.
They really could hear Lin Heng's inner thoughts in their minds!
This was the Sect Leader's son who had just been found.
What in the hell?
Yun Yao lightly bit her lower lip, doing her best to conceal her anger and confusion.
What bullshit was this bastard spouting? I was easily won over?
And I'd be sold to a Flower Pavilion to atone for sins?
This guy had only just arrived in the sect, yet his mind was already full of so much filthy nonsense. As expected, he was a useless piece of trash.
Mu Liuxi was equally annoyed. Her personality had always been this way, and from childhood until now, no one had ever dared to speak so frivolously of her.
You're the one with the dead person's face! Your whole family is dead!
Fuck, why were those two staring at me the whole time?
It was strange enough that their gazes were unfriendly, but why did it feel like they wanted to slap me to death!?
Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with these two idiots for now—
Lin Heng prattled on like a chatterbox, endlessly criticizing them, completely unaware that Yun Yao and Mu Liuxi were gritting their teeth, wishing they could twist his head off.
Tap, tap, tap~
As footsteps sounded, the disciples in the hall retreated one after another, making way.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Peak Masters!"
Six streaks of light vanished in a flash. In merely two breaths, the six Peak Masters of Green Pavilion Peak arrived side by side.
Peak Masters were Elder-level figures within the Green Pavilion Sect, undoubtedly the second-in-command.
Lin Heng's return today was highly likely to affect the sect's future balance of power. If not for him, the future successor of the Sect Leader would very likely have been one of the capable disciples cultivated by the various peaks.
Since its founding, the Green Pavilion Sect had selected the sect's inheritors and the successors of each peak based on "ability" and "aptitude." This was also why the Green Pavilion Sect had endured to this day and only grown stronger.
If they practiced nepotism and casually handed the sect over to mediocre cronies, then even the most flourishing great immortal sect would, like a secular Dynasty, march toward decline.
Fortunately, Lin Heng did not possess particularly high aptitude for immortal cultivation. His bones were abnormal and his mind frail. Even if they exhausted every effort to cultivate him, the Golden Core Realm would already be his limit.
The problem before them now was who would take Lin Heng under their wing. After all, before entering seclusion, the Sect Leader had instructed them that if they found Lin Heng, they were to first place him on one of the peaks for cultivation.
After sweeping his gaze over Lin Heng, the Grand Elder of the Main Peak said indifferently, "Not bad. This child possesses an extraordinary bearing and somewhat resembles the Sect Leader in his early years. If any of you take him into your peak and nurture him carefully, he will surely become someone worth cultivating in the future."
"Third Elder, your Return to Origin Peak is a holy land of the Elixir Gate. How about letting him learn some fire-tending skills under you?"
The Third Elder frowned slightly. "Return to Origin Peak is already full. Besides, letting a newcomer play with fire—aren't you afraid of an accident? Alchemy cannot tolerate carelessness. I think the Second Elder should teach him some swordsmanship instead."
The Elders spoke over one another, treating Lin Heng like a burden and shoving him back and forth.
After all, his aptitude was right there for all to see. Every peak had only so many resources, and those resources had been fought for by the Peak Masters and their disciples. Furthermore, every peak had its own "inheritor disciple" under cultivation.
These inheritor disciples would sooner or later become the sect's successors. No matter where Lin Heng was placed given his identity, he was bound to be excluded.
It was like a listed company. If the company boss had no successor, they could only choose someone among the shareholders to shoulder the responsibility. Now, a successor had suddenly appeared—who would be happy about that?
Of course, if he possessed extraordinary talent, the Peak Masters of the six peaks would naturally be fighting over him.
The Fifth Elder, Meng Yutong, crossed one arm over her chest and watched the other Elders kick the ball around with interest. Naturally, she did not want an ordinary person like Lin Heng, who possessed no aptitude whatsoever.
This plot design was enough to give someone a brain thrombosis. It was one thing for Dad not to show up at the ceremony of recognizing his ancestry and returning to the sect, but they even dared to dislike the crown prince they had worked so hard to find?
The flood had washed over the Dragon King's temple—they couldn't tell the big king from the little king!
But was this Ye Tian's Master?
Hot—ridiculously hot! No wonder she could rank in the top ten of the Beauty Record.
Realm divisions: Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core (expert), Nascent Soul (venerable), Spirit Transformation (great cultivator), Return to Void (True Lord), Dao Integration (mighty expert), Great Vehicle Realm (Supreme)
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