Cangxuan Heaven, Great Zhou Dynasty

Mu Chen slowly opened his eyes after an unknown amount of time.

The crude, unfamiliar room left Mu Chen somewhat bewildered. Where had he transmigrated to this time?

The faint, intermittent pain in his forehead told him this was not a dream.

After a moment, Mu Chen began sorting through his thoughts. He was a transmigrator. In his previous world, he had been fired, then while working at a barbecue restaurant, he had fortunately—or unfortunately—run into a walking five-hundred-thousand bounty. In the end, they took each other down, and he transmigrated to this world.

He now felt about ten years old. He had transmigrated bodily, his body rejuvenated. Though he had only been in his twenties before, so it was not exactly old age—he had merely become more than a decade younger.

If the spring breeze cherished flowers, could it grant me youth once more? It really had granted him youth once more.

Since he had not transmigrated as a soul and had not seen any distinctive information—people or objects—he could not yet determine which world this was.

He had apparently fainted from the fall and been picked up—rescued—by someone. He should currently be in his savior's home.

From the crude surroundings, he could tell that his savior's family was not wealthy or distinguished. Their home was even shabbier than the place he had rented before.

"You're awake..."

A gentle voice sounded. Mu Chen's eyes lit up as he turned toward the doorway. A slender girl in plain clothes pushed the door open, carrying a wooden basin and a towel.

After placing the basin beside the bed, the girl blinked her watery eyes and looked curiously at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen, too, looked at the girl with curiosity. Though her plain, loose-fitting clothes concealed much, they could not hide the nicely developed curves of her figure.

Her skin was fair and delicate, her petite nose elegant and upturned, her willow brows framed almond-shaped eyes, and a tear mole at the corner of her eye added a unique charm. She was an exceptionally beautiful girl.

What she wore was secondary. Even in those simple clothes, the girl still radiated youthful vitality.

If ten were a perfect score, then in Mu Chen's eyes, this girl scored above nine in looks alone. If she changed into a well-fitting outfit, her score would rise even higher.

He had seen plenty of young women in a big city, but compared with this girl, they all fell somewhat short. For instance, none possessed that exceedingly rare spiritual air about them.

"Um... thank you." Mu Chen discreetly withdrew his appraising gaze and sincerely expressed his gratitude.

If he had not been brought back, he could imagine what might have happened next.

He might have been gnawed on by stray dogs, had his kidneys harvested, or been trampled by passersby...

Just imagining it sent a chill down Mu Chen's spine. Fortunately, kind people had brought him back.

"...It was my grandfather who saved you. You had fainted, so Grandfather brought you back," the girl said, slowly shaking her head.

"I see. That does ring a bell."

"My name is Mu Chen—Mu as in three waters and wood, Chen as in stars. What about you?" After introducing himself, Mu Chen asked for the girl's name.

A girl this beautiful could not possibly be some random passerby. He should be able to identify what world this was from her name.

"My name is Su Youwei," the girl said softly.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded in Mu Chen's heart. He blinked. Su Youwei—then this was the Great Zhou Dynasty of Cangxuan Heaven. He had actually transmigrated into this world.

It was confirmed. This was not ancient China, but a world where one could cultivate.

Su Youwei was an important character in the Yuan Zun World. Her cultivation talent was exceptional. Though she appeared ordinary now, her future achievements would astonish everyone.

"What's wrong?" Su Youwei looked at Mu Chen strangely. Was there something odd about her name?

"Cough, cough, nothing. I just thought of something." Mu Chen calmed the surging emotions in his heart and tried to keep his voice steady.

Transmigrating to a world like this left him somewhat uneasy and lost about the future. Would he survive until the end?

Within Cangxuan Heaven, there was the Holy Palace, which colluded with the Holy Clan. Beyond Cangxuan Heaven was an immensely terrifying Holy Clan—and most importantly, the Holy Clan had a god.

Zhou Yuan would eventually become a god and destroy the Saint God, but Mu Chen was not sure whether he could live until then. He might simply die halfway through as some random nobody.

His bodily rejuvenation was probably meant to match this world's laws. He should be able to cultivate as well.

In truth, the safest method was to lie low. As long as he stayed away from the protagonist, Zhou Yuan, and remained cautious, he should be able to live for a long time.

But this was a world where the strong were revered. Laws practically did not exist, and there were no restraints.

Murdering people for treasures often required no reason at all. If his luck was bad and he got caught up in a battle between powerful cultivators, he could die in an instant. Even leaving behind an intact corpse would be considered lucky.

Mu Chen could not think of anywhere to hide, but for the time being, there would not be too many major battles.

"Little fellow, you're awake. Does your body feel unwell?" An old man entered. His face bore a sickly pallor, and it was obvious at a glance that he was extremely weak.

Mu Chen guessed that this was Su Youwei's grandfather. His serious illness had likely flared up during these years, and Su Youwei had sought doctors everywhere in the pouring rain. In the end, Zhou Yuan had helped her, and Su Youwei had remembered that kindness for the rest of her life.

"Sir, my name is Mu Chen. Thank you. Otherwise, I'd probably still be lying out there." Mu Chen sat up and cupped his hands.

"Cough, cough, it's nothing. Do you know where your home is? Do you have any family? We can help notify them." The old man began coughing, and Su Youwei hurriedly patted his back gently.

"Home?"

Hearing that word, Mu Chen's gaze turned vacant. In this world, he had no place that could temporarily be called home.

"If you have nowhere to go, you can stay here for now." The old man sighed softly. Seeing Mu Chen's expression, he assumed he was a homeless child.

Su Youwei nodded. Kind-hearted as she was, she also felt some sympathy for Mu Chen, so she did not object.

However... their family was already poor. With one more person, life would become even more strained afterward.

"Thank you. I'm truly troubling you. Once I find a place to live, I'll leave." Mu Chen hesitated briefly. Now that he was penniless, he had no other choice.

Once he became familiar with this place, Mu Chen would probably find work first. He could not simply eat for free here. Then he would see whether he could cultivate.

Riding clouds and mist, chasing stars and the moon—how could Mu Chen not yearn for the dashing image of such powerful cultivators?

In a world where the strong devoured the weak, he was still an ordinary person, powerless enough that he could not even truss a chicken. It was necessary to gain some strength.

He could still strive for the Divine Mansion Realm. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, that counted as a top-tier expert. At present, the strongest people in the Great Zhou Dynasty should be Primordial Realm experts.

"Hehe, no need to rush. Take it slowly." The old man smiled kindly.

He was only a child. One extra set of chopsticks was no great issue, and it would make the home a little livelier.

Warmth filled Mu Chen's heart. Once he earned some money, he would take the old man to see a doctor, so that he would not be turned away and denied treatment for lacking money.