[Transmigration]

The shut-in Yue Yang saw a silhouette flying across the sky. He craned his neck and let out a loud shout: "Wife, come out quickly and look at God!" The figure flying on the sword above shook, appearing as if he were about to tumble down. Yue Yang added another line: "Hey buddy, don't fly so fast, your zipper is undone!"

The person above crashed straight down...

Yue Yang didn't even check to see if the man was injured; he ran over to pick up the glittering flying sword, shouting at the same time: "Master, a flying sword is a treasure. Throwing it around pollutes the environment. What if you hit a child? Even if there are no children, hitting flowers and plants isn't good either. I'll keep it safe for you! What's this? A small Qiankun bag? A celestial being as wise and mighty as you, Master, how could you hang a tattered cloth bag on your waist? I'll keep it safe for you!"

The old Daoist who had fallen from the sky nearly spat blood. Having lived for thousands of years, this was the first time he had encountered such a shameless scoundrel who would randomly claim a master.

"Master, I've reached the age of marriage but don't have a partner yet. Do you happen to have a granddaughter? Mature beauties or loli, it doesn't matter, I'm not picky!" Yue Yang smiled lecherously. Finally, the enraged old Daoist flew up and kicked him in the rear, roaring: "Get lost, get the hell out of here!"

Just like that, Yue Yang transmigrated...

"Ah, his eyes moved, he's awake, he's awake, Brother San'er is awake." Before Yue Yang could even open his eyes, he heard a crisp, bell-like child's voice ringing in his ears.

"Shuang'er, you must not be rude to your brother..." Then, he heard a gentle, virtuous, and motherly woman's voice chiding her with a hint of doting.

Yue Yang opened his eyes and found the old Daoist gone. Before him was a lively, adorable, and exceptionally clever little girl. The little girl was about six or seven years old, a tender and pink little loli. She wore a lake-willow light green jacket, revealing two lotus-root white arms. Her hair was tied into thin little braids on both sides with red strings, hanging down long. On her scallion-white, smooth little wrists, she wore single silver rings, from which three silver bells the size of fingertips dangled.

The little girl reached out with extreme mischief, wanting to pinch Yue Yang's nose.

As her soft, white-orchid-like little hand reached out, the tinkling of bells rang out, contrasting beautifully with her crisp laughter.

Huh?

Yue Yang was surprised. Could this little girl be the old Daoist's precious granddaughter? A top-tier loli! He was just about to reach out and tease her when he saw a pair of fair arms reach over from behind. They gently caught the naughty little girl, gave her fleshy little hand a playful slap as punishment, and then pulled her into an embrace with doting affection. The little girl wasn't afraid at all; she found it fun, giggling non-stop while making faces at Yue Yang in an incredibly cute and spirited manner. Yue Yang looked over, focused his gaze, and upon seeing the woman behind the little girl, a sigh welled up in his heart.

My God, a top-tier married woman...

Sitting opposite Yue Yang was a young, beautiful woman of about thirty.

Her brows were delicate, her features as beautiful as the moon, and her eyes were clear like spring water. The corners of her lips curved slightly, containing a smile, and beyond her poise, she possessed a water-like gentleness.

Her jet-black hair was combed up from the back into a high bun, adorned only with a pale purple and black wooden phoenix hairpin with cloud patterns. It was simple and elegant, yet dignified. Overall, it made her face look pure and her spirit clear, with an inner radiance. Coupled with her sky-blue and white-bottomed long dress that trailed on the floor, and the fair, jade-like arms holding the little girl, it truly filled Yue Yang with deep emotion.

If anyone could marry such a woman, what more could a husband ask for!

Seeing Yue Yang awake, the beautiful woman put away her smile, her jade face showing a look of heartache and self-reproach: "San'er, you must not be so reckless in the future. Who gave you the courage to throw yourself into the river just because you couldn't get over something? Fortunately, we saved you in time; otherwise, how would you have me... how would I have the face to answer to your elder sister? Your sister entrusted you to my care back then, so Fourth Aunt is your mother. For all these years, Fourth Aunt hasn't had the heart to hit you even once. This time you've made a mistake; if I don't let you remember today's lesson, Fourth Aunt would be failing the trust your sister placed in me. Next month, when your Fourth Uncle returns, you will go to him and take a beating with the rod yourself!"

The little girl wrinkled her cute nose and mimicked her: "Go take a beating with the rod, slap, slap, slap, beat your butt until it blooms!"

Huh?

Yue Yang broke into a cold sweat upon hearing this. When did he ever throw himself into the river?

Where is this? Where did the old Daoist kick him to, and did she mistake him for someone else?

A strange thought flashed through his mind: Could there be someone who looked exactly like him who fell into the river at the same time, and this beautiful woman fished him out while that unlucky guy fed the fish?

Thinking of this, sweat immediately poured down his forehead.

This misunderstanding was truly huge!

The transmigrated man was terrified of revealing a flaw, so he didn't dare say it was a misunderstanding, nor did he dare ask where he was.

If the other party discovered that he wasn't her precious San'er, she might turn hostile and throw him back into the river, and that would be the end of it.

Seeing Yue Yang's face full of tension, sweat beads on his forehead, and a flush of shame on his cheeks, the beautiful woman felt happy, thinking the child had finally repented. Her tone softened significantly: "San'er, it's good that you know you were wrong. Young people shouldn't fear making mistakes, only failing to correct them. Fourth Aunt watched you grow up and knows you aren't the type to lose perspective. It was just the Xue Family miss calling off the engagement that drove you to such anger and despair, causing you to do such a foolish thing. San'er, although the Xue Family miss is good, her heart is no longer with you, so let the engagement be broken. If a husband and wife cannot share joys and sorrows or support each other through hardships, it's better not to marry at all! Think of our Yue Family, one of the four great families. With so many women in the world, can't we pick out a good lady?"

"Yes..." Yue Yang decided to pretend to be the unlucky guy who drowned in the river, mumbling his way through until he had a chance to slip away.

"San'er, it's good that you think this way; Fourth Aunt can finally rest easy." The beautiful woman had intended to spend a lot of effort persuading him, but she hadn't expected the child to come to his senses after a brush with death. She felt that the ancestors must have been watching over him.

After a few more words of comfort, the beautiful woman told Yue Yang to rest well.

She let go of the little girl and stood up, seemingly preparing to leave the room.

Yue Yang inwardly called it a close call. He had managed to bluff his way through, but now he had to find a way to escape. Otherwise, if that guy who jumped into the river hadn't actually drowned and came back, everything would be exposed.

The beautiful woman led the little girl to the door, then suddenly turned back to ask: "San'er, give me a straight answer. Are you truly not going to do anything foolish again? I know your nature is soft on the outside but firm on the inside; you seem easygoing but are stubborn at heart. Don't wait until I leave for you to think of foolish things again... You really won't do anything foolish again, right?"

"No, I won't!" Yue Yang shook his head like a rattle.

How could he possibly commit suicide? He still had to find the old Daoist for revenge!

Seeing the very serious expression on Yue Yang's face, the beautiful woman felt even more comforted: "Fourth Aunt believes you. San'er, you must never do anything foolish again. Your parents are gone, and your Fourth Uncle has no children of his own. I am lacking in virtue and fortune, Bing'er has a hard life, and Shuang'er is still young. The continuation of the family line for both your father's and Fourth Uncle's branches now rests solely on you. You must remember this!"

Yue Yang broke into a cold sweat, thinking that relying on him wouldn't work. He wasn't her San'er; that San'er was likely already feeding the fish, and the issue of the family line was probably in trouble!

Of course, he didn't dare say this aloud and only nodded in agreement.

The little girl seemed to find the room boring; she let go of the beautiful woman's jade hand, hopped out the door, and ran far away.

The beautiful woman called out twice, but seeing the little girl wouldn't listen, she decided to chase after her herself. Before leaving, she seemed uneasy and said to Yue Yang: "San'er, don't be discouraged. Your Fourth Uncle was slow to develop; he only succeeded in his contract in the last month before he turned twenty. Don't you still have three months? You've gritted your teeth and endured for so many years; now that it's not the end yet, are you going to give up? No descendant of the Yue Family has ever failed to contract a codex. Believe Fourth Aunt, you will be no exception... I think it's possible that your father and mother joined forces to seal this Summoning Codex back then. They didn't want you to succeed too early or become arrogant and complacent, using this to temper your will. Otherwise, with the talent you showed when you were young, how could you not contract the codex? Believe Fourth Aunt, you inherited the bloodline of your father and mother; you will definitely be the most outstanding of the best. You must succeed; do not be discouraged, and do not be impatient..."

Contract a codex?

What on earth is a Summoning Codex?

Perhaps that tragic guy's bloodline was good, but he wasn't him; he was just an ordinary shut-in.

If he had any strengths, it was probably being particularly good at playing games, especially the adult games produced by a certain island nation.

Yue Yang didn't know what kind of codex he needed to contract, but hearing the beautiful woman's words, he could guess a few things. He estimated that the tragic guy who looked just like him committed suicide because he was in despair.

First, the guy had no father or mother, then he couldn't contract any codex, and on top of that, his engagement was broken. Feeling his life was a tragedy, he jumped into the river.

What was even more tragic was that when he jumped into the river, they didn't fish him out, but rather fished out Yue Yang, who looked just like him... As a result, he was brought back to this room, while that guy who had the worst luck in eighteen lifetimes was probably taking a free trip to the bottom of the sea.

The only thing Yue Yang couldn't figure out was why he had fallen into the river himself.

Could it be that the old Daoist kicked him into the river?

Why would he kick him into the river? Could this old guy have wanted him to be reborn in place of that tragic guy?

As Yue Yang thought this, sweat immediately began to stream down his forehead.

This joke had gone too far...

"San'er, you rest well first. Fourth Aunt thinks this way: even if you don't succeed in contracting the codex, you are still my San'er, and I will treat you like my own son. Even if I have to exhaust the family fortune, I will find a way to make something of you. Your Fourth Uncle doesn't like to talk, but he feels the same way. San'er, rest easy; perhaps one day you'll have a breakthrough and succeed in the contract." The beautiful woman urged Yue Yang to rest well and turned to leave the room.

Hearing her say this, Yue Yang felt quite moved.

Although she wasn't concerned about him, she was truly good to that tragic guy. He suddenly felt that the tragic guy was a complete idiot for committing suicide!

How many such good stepmothers could there be in the world?

That tragic guy didn't cherish her and instead committed suicide for a boring fiancée; he deserved to drown! Yue Yang felt unbalanced; he wanted someone to care about him, but he didn't have anyone!

He watched the beautiful woman leave the room, sighing inwardly. If only he really were that San'er; what a great Fourth Aunt, but unfortunately, he wasn't the tragic guy!

After lying back down on the bed, his gaze inadvertently swept over the desk, and he was immediately attracted by a giant book made of metal.

The book appeared to be cast from bronze, its color ancient and its weight solid and thick. It was two or three times larger than an ordinary book, and its entire body was covered in mysterious ancient patterns.

As soon as Yue Yang looked at it, his mind felt a strange sensation of being invisibly drawn to it.

It was as if something silent was quietly summoning him. The feeling was just like having finally installed a long-awaited game and being unable to wait to click on it with the mouse... Yue Yang subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch this strange metal book. Unexpectedly, the moment his finger touched it, the book flashed with a dazzling golden light.

The entire room was filled with golden light, plated in a layer of gold.

In this brilliant radiance, Yue Yang couldn't help but cover his eyes with his other hand, barely able to keep them open.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless pieces of knowledge were crazily pouring into his mind, and it was the kind of unreasonable, forceful stuffing. Before Yue Yang could react, he found his head already filled with countless knowledge, and the glowing bronze giant book was still pouring more in.

It felt as if he had suddenly understood countless things, yet he was in a state of half-understanding, unable to grasp a central point or determine what he had truly figured out.

Now, Yue Yang was in a contradictory state of half-understanding, half-clarity, and half-enlightenment.

Inside his body, because of this strange change, something seemed to have been awakened.

A mysterious energy that had been sleeping within him began to move as if it had a life of its own, emitting a sound like a heavenly melody that made Yue Yang's soul tremble.

He couldn't hear it with his ears, but Yue Yang could "hear" it very clearly in his heart. Indeed, there was mysterious energy in his body calling out to him. However, he couldn't understand what it meant at all; he could only barely feel that the call of this mysterious energy was peerlessly exquisite, more pleasant and captivating than any heavenly song he had ever heard. That call was so beautiful it made his soul tremble, like hearing his mother's call while holding him in her arms when he was sick as a child—words could not describe it... At the same time, in the world of his consciousness, Yue Yang discovered a glittering flying sword spinning automatically, mysterious beyond words.

The flying sword seemed to be held by the jade hand of a celestial maiden from the nine heavens; she seemed to be singing and dancing, freely roaming through the void.

What on earth was going on?

The golden light filling the room slowly faded away amidst Yue Yang's shock, finally returning to a single point of light that flickered only between Yue Yang's finger and the giant metal book.

After the mysterious energy's call, it returned to silence, and the glittering flying sword also gradually disappeared without a trace. Yue Yang's mind withdrew from his consciousness and returned to reality. He was surprised to find that his finger was still glowing...

Yue Yang was startled and withdrew his finger; the golden light vanished instantly.

And that bronze book, which looked incredibly heavy, miraculously rose into the air and floated automatically in front of him. Now, it didn't feel like a heavy metal book to Yue Yang, but rather like a part of his own body, connected by blood, as if it were an extension of his own arm!

At the door stood the beautiful woman, her face covered in tears.

She leaned against the door, excitedly using her hands to support her trembling body. She was weak and limp, nearly falling to the ground.

Even though she saw everything before her, her face still held disbelief and joy. Tears gushed out like a spring, running down and soaking her clothes.

"San'er, you, you successfully contracted the Summoning Codex? Is, is this true? Is Fourth Aunt dreaming? The ancestors have spirits; this is truly the protection of our ancestors! Sister, San'er has contracted the codex; can you see it from heaven? I said long ago that San'er is not a waste, he is not! Thank you to the ancestors of the Yue Family for your protection; your great-grandson's wife bows in thanks on San'er's behalf. Thank you, ancestors, for not abandoning my San'er..." The beautiful woman knelt on the ground, her excitement uncontrollable, bowing heavily to thank the ancestors.

Her clean forehead was immediately bruised red from the bowing, and it was stained with the black dust of the floor.

But the beautiful woman didn't feel the pain at all and continued to bow in ecstatic gratitude.

Yue Yang hurriedly jumped up and rushed over to help this Fourth Aunt up. Although he was an impostor, he was still somewhat moved by the beautiful woman.

At the door, the little girl didn't know when she had returned. She held a large red pinwheel and tilted her little head: "Mommy, why are you crying?"