(Brain storage...)
[Ding! The host meets the requirements. Great Dream Heavens System binding successful!] [Issuing the host's newbie gift package. Congratulations! You have received one Dream Entry!]
Lin Hanzhou was cultivating at home when a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
What? The Great Dream Heavens System?!
At once, he stopped cultivating, his face alight with delight as he came to his senses.
"You've kept me waiting. They say every transmigrator gets a system, but you're a whole eighteen years late."
As he spoke, Lin Hanzhou could no longer contain his excitement.
He had been an ordinary person on Earth in his previous life.
He had been in this high-martial world called Blue Star for eighteen years.
Although he had retained his memories from birth, that was of little use in this high-martial world, where everything depended on talent.
Most importantly, at the awakening ceremony not long ago, he had been unlucky enough to awaken a Grade-D upper-tier talent.
In this world, talents were divided into four grades, from highest to lowest: Grade A, Grade B, Grade C, and Grade D.
Each grade was further divided into three minor tiers: upper, middle, and lower.
Grade-D talent was undoubtedly the worst. Even an upper-tier Grade-D talent was still trash.
Without some great fortune, someone with talent like his would hit their limit at the third tier of the Qi Sea Realm.
But now Lin Hanzhou had successfully bound the so-called Great Dream Heavens System.
With a system, anything was possible.
Lin Hanzhou, who had read plenty of web novels in his previous life, knew that better than anyone.
After a brief burst of excitement, Lin Hanzhou tried calling out to the system in his mind.
"System, what can you do? And what's that Dream Entry?"
[This system is the Great Dream Heavens System. It allows the host to travel through the myriad worlds of the heavens by means of dreams.] [Dream Entries are required for the host to travel through dreams. They can be obtained through the system.] [Note: When the host travels through a dream, their cultivation in reality can be carried over in full.] [Note: If the host dies in the Dream World, they will return directly to reality, with no cost whatsoever.] [Note: The host can bring out any items or cultivation gained in the Dream World, except living beings.]
After hearing the system's explanation, Lin Hanzhou could hardly sit still.
"Holy shit, this dream-travel system is incredible! Not only does dying cost nothing, you can even bring back items and cultivation from the Dream World!"
Even setting aside whether he could bring back any precious treasures, just being able to bring back cultivation was an enormous boon.
If he could spend an entire lifetime cultivating in the Dream World, then even with Grade-D talent, he would surely reach the second tier.
And if he could find some rare treasure that improved talent, he would take off like a rocket.
After thinking it over briefly, Lin Hanzhou decided to use his Dream Entry.
His cultivation was currently stuck at the third level of the first-tier Pulse Opening Realm. There was no chance of improving anytime soon.
If that was the case, he might as well go to sleep first.
With that thought, he walked to the bed and flopped down.
[Ding! The host has used one Dream Entry to travel through a dream.] [Selecting a world for travel... In view of the host's low cultivation, only low-level worlds are currently available.] [Drawing a low-level world... Congratulations! The host has drawn the Great Sui Dynasty world.] [Connecting the host to the low-level world, the Great Sui Dynasty...] [Connection successful. We wish the host a pleasant journey!]
As the system's notifications rang out one after another, Lin Hanzhou's consciousness gradually sank into darkness.
"Creak..."
Lin Hanzhou's consciousness slowly stirred. The first thing he noticed was the discomfort of his body swaying in a steady rhythm.
He struggled to open his heavy eyelids and looked around in confusion.
"This is... a carriage?"
He murmured, his voice tinged with bewilderment.
The carriage was simply furnished, with soft brocade cushions spread across the seats.
The cushions were finely patterned; they were clearly beyond the means of an ordinary household.
A faint sandalwood fragrance hung in the air, mingling with the bitterness of medicinal herbs.
Just as Lin Hanzhou was trying to remember how he had ended up here, the system's notification suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Ding! The host has met the conditions. Beginning memory fusion...] [Memory fusion successful. Congratulations! The host has completed their first dream transmigration.] [Note: The more the host changes the Dream World, the higher the final evaluation will be.] [Note: The final evaluation affects the host's rewards. Please proceed with care.]
As the system's notifications ended, a vast torrent of memories surged without warning into Lin Hanzhou's mind.
Two entirely different lives converged like rushing rivers, their memories fusing together.
Unexpectedly, the fusion went smoothly. He didn't feel even the slightest headache.
Once the memories had fused, he closed his eyes and began digesting the immense flood of recollections.
After a long while, Lin Hanzhou let out a deep breath.
The confusion in his eyes vanished completely. He had clearly figured out his current situation.
The owner of this body was also named Lin Hanzhou. He was the Eleventh Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty.
Although he was a prince, his mother had neither power nor influence. She had been merely an ordinary consort, and a few years after giving birth to him, she had died of illness in the palace.
As for the original owner, he had been born with blocked meridians and was unable to cultivate martial arts—a useless good-for-nothing.
This had made him timid by nature and afraid of trouble, a mere shadow in the imperial palace.
The only person he could rely on was his Seventh Imperial Brother, Lin Yuan, who still cared about their brotherly bond.
At this moment, under Lin Yuan's careful arrangements, he was riding in a carriage, fleeing in panic from the Capital City, which was about to become a slaughterhouse.
According to the original owner's memories, tonight was the night the Great Sui Dynasty's emperor, Lin Batian, would announce his abdication.
Lin Batian was a man of great vision who had governed diligently, bringing the Great Sui to an unprecedented golden age.
But in his later years, he seemed to have become obsessed with pursuing the elusive path to immortality, and he paid less and less attention to state affairs.
This had stirred ambition among the princes, setting them against one another in secret and open struggles.
Lin Batian had chosen this moment to abdicate without naming his successor.
He had only said that the princes should "prove themselves, and let the capable take the throne."
That was tantamount to permitting a bloody contest for the throne.
Tonight, the Capital City was destined to run red with blood.
As a prince publicly regarded as a "good-for-nothing," Lin Hanzhou had no chance of competing.
His Seventh Imperial Brother, Lin Yuan, didn't want him caught up in this mess, so he had sent him out of the Capital City in advance to keep him safe.
Before his memories had awakened, that would indeed have been the best choice.
But now, with his cultivation from the real world carried over, Lin Hanzhou thought the throne might be worth fighting for after all.
From the original owner's memories, the martial arts system in this world was broadly divided into the postnatal and innate realms.
The postnatal realm had nine levels. Cultivation at this stage tempered the body, granting a physique beyond that of ordinary people.
The innate realm also had nine levels. Building on the postnatal realm, one broke through the human body's meridians and drew spiritual power into the body.
Those in this realm could begin to control spiritual power. They were true martial arts experts.
But in Lin Hanzhou's eyes, these two realms corresponded exactly to the Body Tempering Realm and Pulse Opening Realm of his high-martial world.
That meant his third-level Pulse Opening cultivation was equivalent to the third level of the innate realm.
His cultivation might not seem very high, but it already placed him near the ceiling of the Great Sui world.
After all, across the entire Great Sui, there were no more than fifty innate experts.
Most of them were only at the first level. Fewer than ten had reached the second, and fewer than five had reached the third.
As for anyone above the third level, it seemed only the imperial family's old ancestor had reached that realm.
That showed just how valuable third-level innate cultivation was in this world.
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