Red Entry, Ageless and Undying!

Limitless Dynasty, Yuan Province.

Mingyue Mountain, Listening Waves Mountain Manor.

The manor's name was elegant, but this vast place was now so deserted that only two people remained.

One was a white-haired Old Wang, nearing his end, and the other was the sturdy youth he had raised, Wang Lang.

Wang Lang stood by the bedside, looking at the elder on the bed, whose breath was faint and face ashen, and fell silent.

Twenty years of time, like a stone dropped into still water yesterday, rippled outwards, pulling him into memories.

He was not originally from this world.

Twenty years ago, his consciousness awoke in a cold river.

Then, to his horror, he discovered he had become an infant in swaddling clothes, his newly reborn life about to be instantly deleted.

It was not that heaven had abandoned him, but rather fate, that Old Wang, while traveling by boat, had casually fished him out.

He was given the surname Wang, and since he was found in the water, his given name was Lang.

Wang Lang remembered when the old man brought him back to Listening Waves Mountain Manor; the manor had been so lively then, with servants everywhere, and he even had two dedicated wet nurses.

Unfortunately, when he was five years old, the old man's only son died in an accident for reasons unknown.

This immense blow caused the old man's temperament to change drastically. Not only did he dismiss all the servants, but over the years, he also gave away his fortune, aiding the poor villagers below the mountain.

At the time, Wang Lang was still young and wasn't driven away, so he remained there in a daze.

Later, the old man somehow obtained a cultivation technique manual and threw himself into the path of cultivation.

That's right, the world Wang Lang transmigrated into was not an ordinary ancient setting, but a terrifying world where Yao Beasts roamed and evil cultivators ate people.

In this world, the path of cultivation was mainly divided into two major schools: Qi Refinement and Body Refinement.

The old man had embarked on the path of Qi Refinement. According to him, the Qi Refinement realm was divided into four stages: Qi Induction, Spirit Condensation, Profound Understanding, and Dao Unification.

The four stages of Body Refinement were: Body Tempering, Bedrock, Myriad Manifestations, and Immortality.

The old man's aptitude was surprisingly good, and he quickly became a proper Qi Refiner.

He naturally pulled Wang Lang along to practice with him, but Wang Lang found the so-called qi sensation to be like playing the lute to a cow.

He couldn't sense it no matter what, so he had to settle for second best, cultivating some basic body-strengthening and bone-honing Body Tempering techniques.

His realm, at best, was the first stage of Body Refinement, Body Tempering.

Years of training, coupled with his own little cheat that couldn't be revealed to outsiders, had resulted in an exceptionally strong and robust physique.

Logically speaking, since the old man had become a Qi Refiner, even if he was only in the Qi Induction stage, his lifespan should have been longer than ordinary people.

However, this old man had ambitions far exceeding his abilities, and he always liked to go around eliminating Yao Beasts and Mo, acting heroically.

And so, three days ago, he was carried back covered in blood and has been unable to get out of bed since.

The few physicians who were called all shook their heads, telling them to prepare for the funeral and not to trouble the elder any further.

Thinking of this, Wang Lang's nose stung, and his eyes uncontrollably welled up.

He leaned down, his voice choked with suppressed sobs, "Old man, how many times have I told you, a man should only bite off what he can chew.

Your abilities aren't great, so why is your heart so wild? You're so reckless..."

On the bed, Old Wang's cloudy eyes shifted slightly, looking at Wang Lang, and a difficult smile tugged at the corner of his lips:

"Eliminating devils and protecting the righteous, guarding one side, I have no regrets..."

He took a few rough breaths before continuing, "It's just... after I'm gone, you have to take care of yourself. You're the one I worry about the most..."

For the past twenty years, Old Wang had treated him like his own grandson. Though they weren't related by blood, their bond was as heavy as a mountain.

Wang Lang opened his mouth to say something, but the old man stopped him with a look, speaking intermittently, "My time is short... I have some words to entrust to you..."

Wang Lang quickly nodded.

"The day before yesterday, when I was on the verge of death, I glimpsed a corner of the future... The world will be in chaos, and demons and evil will increase.

If you have the ability in the future, I hope you can protect the mortal people of this region..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lang nodded like a pecking chick, "Don't worry, within my capabilities, I will do my best and will never forget!"

Seeing this, the white-haired elder on the bed showed a look of relief, as if a great burden had been lifted.

"Good, good. Besides this, there are two matters weighing on my mind. First, Listening Waves Mountain Manor is the root of our Wang family... No matter what happens in the future, you must, for Grandpa... protect it..."

Wang Lang nodded heavily again.

"Second, deliver a letter for me..."

As he said this, he looked at Wang Lang's sturdy frame, which still belonged to the mortal realm, and sighed.

"Forget it, forget it... with your meager abilities, it's already incredibly difficult to protect this manor..."

The road to deliver the message stretched ten thousand miles, with Yao Beasts and evil cultivators appearing one after another. If you went... you'd probably become a Yao Beast's snack halfway there..."

With that, the old man slowly closed his eyes, his breathing growing weaker.

"Old man!" Wang Lang could no longer hold back his grief. He rushed to the bedside, tightly embracing the elder's still warm body, and wailed.

"Cough... cough cough... you brat... why are you hugging so tight? I'm not dead yet!!"

The old man in Wang Lang's arms suddenly opened his eyes again, cursing.

However, wisps of white energy began to uncontrollably dissipate from the top of his head into the air.

Wang Lang's heart tightened. He knew that this time, the old man was truly at the end of his rope. Even the vast righteous energy he had cultivated for many years couldn't be contained and was starting to scatter.

The old man looked at Wang Lang and gave his final instruction: "Lang'er, after I die, don't skimp on firewood. Burn me to ashes and scatter them..."

Wang Lang immediately stopped crying, a troubled expression on his face. He said honestly:

"Old man, it's not that I'm reluctant to use the firewood. It's just that I'm not a Qi Refiner like you; I can't breathe fire.

Do you know how high the temperature needs to be to burn a person to ashes? I estimate at least a thousand degrees!

A normal pile of firewood, burning for three days and three nights, would at best roast you into charcoal. That's still a long way from ashes.

How much firewood would that take? Even cutting down half the forest on Mingyue Mountain might not be enough!"

Old Wang's eyes widened upon hearing this. He seemed to want to curse, but he lacked the strength:

"You... you unfilial son... Old man... my last wish... you won't... think of a way?"

Wang Lang said helplessly, "Actually, I secretly went down the mountain yesterday and prepared a high-quality Nanmu coffin for you. It cost a full fifty taels of silver!

After you're gone, just lie obediently in the coffin. It'll be dignified!"

Old Wang shook his head upon hearing this and no longer insisted. His cloudy old eyes took one last deep look at Wang Lang, as if to engrave him into his soul, then slowly, completely closed.

This time, Old Wang did not wake up again.

Wang Lang wailed again in grief, his cries shaking the roof tiles.

Half an incense stick later, Wang Lang's emotions calmed down at an astonishing speed.

It wasn't that he was faking it earlier, nor was he heartless. It was his experience of living two lives that made him more accepting of life and death.

Everyone dies eventually; no one can escape it, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

Just like in his previous life, a perfectly normal office worker, walking home from work, was sent off by a runaway dump truck. Who could he reason with?

He diligently fetched clean water and wiped Old Wang's face, then changed him into the prepared burial clothes.

Then, relying on his brute strength, he easily lifted the old man's body and steadily placed it into the Nanmu coffin worth fifty taels of silver.

Afterward, he carried the coffin by himself to the pre-selected burial site in the back mountains of the manor. He dug the pit, buried the body, filled the soil, and erected the tombstone, all in one go.

Wang Lang wiped the fine sweat from his forehead after finishing.

If you find this book good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid losing it next time.

Fortunately, he had a cheat, a blue-tier trait called [Strong Body] that bolstered him, coupled with the strength honed from years of body tempering. Otherwise, he truly couldn't have handled these funeral arrangements alone.

He also didn't plan to hold a banquet. There was no other way; his last savings had all gone towards buying the old man a luxurious single room.

Speaking of Wang Lang's cheat, it was something he awakened with when he was reborn into this world.

It had no intelligent guidance, but its effects were practical. Every time he safely passed a year, he would gain a random trait.

The rarity of the traits increased successively: White, Green, Blue, Purple, Orange, Red.

The first year after transmigration, when he was a baby and turned one year old, he obtained the blue-tier trait [Strong Body].

At seven years old, he got the white-tier trait [Night Vision], allowing him to walk on mountain paths in the dark as if on flat ground.

At ten years old, he acquired the green-tier trait [Light Body]. During an experiment, he jumped off a cliff and was able to descend slowly like a feather, unharmed.

Now twenty years old, he had a total of twenty traits.

But looking back, the best one was still the blue-tier [Strong Body] he got at the start.

Wang Lang couldn't help but sigh; his luck was truly something else.

With a thought, a semi-transparent status panel appeared before him, visible only to him:

[Name: Wang Lang] [Constitution: Mortal Body] [Body Refinement Realm: Body Tempering Realm (First Level)] [Cultivation Method: Basic Body Tempering Art] [Equipped Traits: Strong Body (Blue), Light Body (Green), Night Vision (White)] [Trait Library: Click to view all traits...]

This system also had a restriction: before the age of nineteen, he could only equip one trait at a time.

By the time he turned twenty this year, he had suddenly unlocked the ability to equip three terms simultaneously.

Looking at the desolate and dilapidated mountain manor before him, Wang Lang's brow furrowed slightly.

When the old man was around, his residual prestige as a Qi Refiner could still deter the jackals coveting the manor.

If news of the old man's death were to spread...

Although there were no decent Body Refiners in this area, there were still a few Qi Refiners at the Qi Induction stage.

Qi Refiners had all sorts of strange methods: mind manipulation, object manipulation, talisman arts; they were impossible to guard against.

He only had strength, and it was far from reaching the realm where one force could break all techniques.

Wang Lang sat by Old Wang's grave like this, from afternoon until dusk, and then until the stars filled the sky.

He gazed at the vast firmament, and at the moon, which was larger and brighter than in his previous life, its clear radiance spilling everywhere, and he lost himself in thought for a moment.

It's so beautiful, he could look at it for twenty years and still not get enough.

In his past life, in cities filled with smog and light pollution, when had he ever seen such a brilliant galaxy?

Even in the dead of night, under this bright moonlight, his vision was remarkably clear.

Just as his mind was immersed in the beauty of the moonlit night, a line of faint glowing text appeared before his eyes without any warning:

[Detected that the host has successfully survived to the age of twenty. The five-in-one synthesis function for terms is now officially open. Please explore the details yourself.

The next new function will be unlocked after the host survives for five hundred years.]

Wang Lang was stunned and blinked hard.

This... the system is alive?!

In his twenty years of existence, this was the first time he had seen the system interact beyond just issuing terms!

And it even unlocked a new function? It could unlock again after surviving for five hundred years?

He didn't pay much attention to the last sentence; five hundred years was too long. He just wanted to deal with the present.

Wang Lang immediately focused his attention, studying this five-in-one function.

As the name suggested, it was to combine five existing terms into a new one.

With a mix of excitement and trepidation, he clicked on the familiar [Term Library].

Looking at the dazzling array of terms, most of which were useless, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Look at what kind of things these were:

Good Swimmer · White Swim a little faster.

Heat Resistance · White Slightly resistant to heat.

Cold Resistance · White Slightly resistant to cold.

Profuse Hair · White Hair and beard grow faster.

Voracious Appetite · Green Eat more, digest better, but... it's more of a drain on food!

Slightly Stronger Sense of Direction · White Less likely to get lost, but not absolutely.

Iron Stomach · Green Reduced chance of diarrhea from eating spoiled food.

Plagued by Bad Luck · White Bad luck +1, a certain chance of getting food stuck in your teeth when drinking cold water.

Cockroach Physique · Green Minor injuries recover slightly faster.

All of them were White and Green tier terms.

Looking at this scrap metal, especially the glaring Plagued by Bad Luck · White, Wang Lang's mouth twitched.

But he quickly turned his gaze to the synthesis interface.

Synthesize now?

He suddenly remembered something and quickly walked to the large water vat in a corner of the courtyard. He picked up the water dipper, scooped up some clear water, and carefully washed his face.

After thinking about it, he felt that his sincerity might not be enough. He ran back into the house and found a clean, rough cloth.

He wet it with water and rubbed his face vigorously, as if performing some sacred ritual.

"Heavens, System Overlord, please give me some face, let's have a good start!" Wang Lang silently prayed.

He took a deep breath and focused his intent on five White tier terms!

"Synthesize!"

The next moment, a quaint, illusory cauldron emitting a hazy glow appeared before his eyes.

The five selected White tier terms transformed into five beams of white light and were cast into the cauldron.

The small cauldron trembled gently, its surface shimmering with light, as if brewing something.

Immediately after, Wang Lang's pupils contracted sharply!

He saw a dazzling, brilliant crimson light erupt from within the cauldron!

This... did it really produce a red one?

The crimson light slowly receded, condensing into a brand-new trait. Its information floated before his eyes:

[Ageless and Undying · Red
Effect 1: Eternal Youth. From the moment this trait is equipped, your appearance and physical state will be frozen at the current moment.
The passage of time will leave no trace upon you, achieving true immortality.

Effect 2: Conceptual Immortality. You have transcended the boundaries of conventional life and death. All forms of damage, including but not limited to physical destruction, energy annihilation, soul erasure, karmic strikes, and rule obliteration, cannot kill you completely.
The very concept of your existence has been anchored.

Effect 3: Unfettered Resurrection. Even if your physical body and soul are utterly annihilated at a certain moment, turning to dust, you will resurrect perfectly at any time and place within a hundred-mile radius, guided by your own will, with your state restored to its peak.
Cooldown? Non-existent. You can return whenever you wish.]

Wang Lang stared blankly at the description of the trait, his mind a complete blank, with only one thought echoing madly:

Old man... this mountain manor of ours... it seems... we can really defend it. And delivering messages... it seems I won't have to fear being a snack for Yao Beasts anymore...