Crossing to Another World

On Chinese New Year's Eve in the Hua Kingdom, at 3:00 AM, inside the office building of a major internet corporation in Magic City.

The entire office building was plunged into darkness, silent and still. Only one workstation on the 36th floor was illuminated by the glow of a computer screen.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, a figure could be vaguely seen sitting before the computer, the screen's light casting a long shadow behind them.

Luo Yi, sitting at the workstation, tapped rapidly on the keyboard as lines of code appeared on the screen.

As his hands continued to type, he muttered under his breath, "Almost done, almost done. Once this project is finished, I can get the three-hundred-thousand bonus."

"With this bonus, the massive debt from Father's medical treatment can be paid off, and Xiao Xi's university tuition and living expenses will be covered."

He had been busy with this project for over a month, working overtime until two or three in the morning every day, and often sleeping directly at the company.

His hands kept striking the keyboard until he reached the final line of code.

"Finally done!"

As the project concluded, an endless wave of exhaustion washed over him. Luo Yi flattened his specialized office chair and lay back, preparing to rest for a while.

The moment he closed his eyes, a sharp, twisting pain struck his heart, and he instantly lost consciousness.

Time passed, he knew not how long, until Luo Yi felt the world around him dissolve into chaos, his soul drifting endlessly in search of an anchor.

Suddenly, the sharp pain in his chest vanished, and blinding sunlight shone upon his face. He used all his strength to pry his eyes open.

He was lying on the ground, covered by a mat woven from thatch.

The surrounding walls were built from yellow mud and bamboo strips, and the room was completely empty, devoid of any belongings.

The harsh sunlight streamed through a hole in the roof tiles, shining directly onto Luo Yi's face.

"Where is this?"

He gazed at the strange and impoverished environment around him.

Luo Yi felt a surge of doubt and instinctively wanted to slap himself twice to see if he was dreaming.

However, he found his limbs weak and his entire body aching, as if he had had an unfriendly, intimate encounter with a heavy transport truck; he was completely falling apart, and even moving a finger was incredibly difficult.

He had just finished his project and lay down on his office chair for a nap—how, upon opening his eyes, had he arrived in such a strange world?

Just as Luo Yi was pondering what had happened!

The dilapidated door was pushed open from the outside, and a young woman dressed in hempen clothes and wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked into the room.

Seeing the man on the floor wake up, the woman ran to Luo Yi's side in excitement.

"Brother, you're finally awake! Do you have any idea?"

"You've been unconscious for three days! The people in the village all said you were harmed by an Evil Spirit in the mountains and were already dead. They told me to bury you quickly, lest the Evil Spirit follow your scent and harm others in the village."

"If you hadn't woken up, I wouldn't have known what to do."

As the woman spoke, she wiped the tears streaming from her eyes with her hands.

Listening to the woman's constant sobbing, Luo Yi carefully observed her:

She looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old and bore a striking resemblance to his younger sister, Luo Xi, when she was a child.

Her round little face was smeared pitch-black.

Her thin, frail frame was draped in men's clothing that was clearly a size too large.

Unsure of the young woman's specific identity, he dared not respond recklessly, fearing that a single word might expose his true identity.

As he listened to the woman's continuous recounting, the memories of the original owner of this body gradually surfaced in Luo Yi's mind.

In an instant, a massive influx of memories flooded his brain, and Luo Yi felt his head grow heavy and dizzy, causing him to lose consciousness once again.

Seeing her brother pass out again, Luo Xi, who had been talking incessantly, thought it was a final burst of clarity before death and began to wail!

About an hour later, as the absorption of memories finished, Luo Yi opened his eyes once more.

After carefully recalling and summarizing the memories of the original body, Luo Yi learned the basic situation of this world and the original owner of this body.

He confirmed one thing: "I really did transmigrate!"

The 916th year of Great Qi, Cloud Prefecture, Yunlu County, Dongsheng Town.

Great Qi was a dynasty similar to the ancient dynasties of the Hua Kingdom. What differed from the history of his previous life was the existence of "Martial Artists" capable of cultivation.

The original body was also named "Luo Yi," the eldest in the family, with a younger sister three years his junior named "Luo Xi."

Their mother had died in childbirth while giving birth to his younger sister.

Their father had relied on hunting and gathering herbs in the Yunling Mountain near Dongsheng Town, raising the two siblings on his own.

The day before Luo Yi turned sixteen, their father prepared to enter the Yunling Mountain to hunt a large beast.

First, to improve the family's living conditions.

Second, to fulfill his children's dream of seeking an education in the county.

Yet, who could have known that after entering the mountain, he would never return.

Worried about his father's safety, Luo Yi strapped on the Hunting Bow his father kept at home and ventured into the mountains alone to find him.

Everything seemed normal when he first entered Yunling Mountain.

A surge of bravado rose in Luo Yi's heart; he felt that hunting wasn't nearly as dangerous as his father had described.

As he ventured deeper into the forest, the mist grew increasingly dense.

Walking along, Luo Yi began to sense that something was wrong, and his father's past teachings echoed in his mind:

"The core of Yunling Mountain is home to an Evil Spirit hidden within the thick fog. Once enveloped by that mist, death is certain!"

Staring at the fog not far away, Luo Yi turned to flee!

"Xiao Yi, save me, save me!"

Hearing his father's cry for help from behind, Luo Yi slowed his pace, just about to turn back and investigate.

The thick mist in the forest surged forward, swallowing Luo Yi whole.

In an instant, he lost consciousness and tumbled down the mountainside.

A day later, the Hunter "Chen Liu" from Dongsheng Town, who had gone into the mountains to hunt, discovered Luo Yi lying on the ground, covered in wounds and unconscious.

Recalling the kindness he had once received from Father Luo and unable to bear the thought of his benefactor's son being left to rot in the wilderness, he carried the completely senseless Luo Yi back to the village.

After absorbing all the memories of the original body, Luo Yi looked at the empty house, which did not match his memories at all.

"Xiao Xi, why are the furniture and everything else in the house gone?"

Hearing her brother's question, Luo Xi thought to herself: "After Father went missing and Brother fell into a coma, all the valuables in the house were seized and sold off by Second Uncle 'Luo Wei' under the pretext of arranging Brother's funeral."

How could she explain the situation at home to her brother without making him angry?

Watching his younger sister hesitate, Luo Yi thought of a custom in ancient rural areas known as "Eat the Orphan."

In the memories of his predecessor, his father had a lazy, gluttonous younger brother named Luo Wei.

Relying on his parents' indulgence, he had signed up for the Town Martial Arts Hall and practiced martial arts for a year.

After leaving the martial arts hall, Luo Wei used the skills he had learned, combined with his competitive, aggressive, and fearless nature, to gather a large group of younger brother followers around him.

He gradually embarked on a path of terrorizing the neighborhood, leaving the merchants and villagers of the town full of grievances, yet they dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

"Was this Luo Wei's doing?"

Hearing the question, a flash of panic crossed Luo Xi's face.

Seeing her brother's pale complexion and fearing that he hadn't fully recovered and would suffer if he clashed head-on with Second Uncle Luo Wei, she tried to find an excuse to calm him down first.

Noticing the change in his sister's expression, Luo Yi confirmed his suspicions.

"Don't worry, Xiao Xi, Brother won't be that impulsive!"