Cousin Ye Fan

"Boom!"

With a deafening explosion, nine colossal creatures descended from the sky, not falling with excessive speed.

Yet they shook the Jade Emperor Summit, cracking it open with massive fissures as dirt, rocks, and dust filled the air.

The clouds and mist atop Mount Tai surged magnificently, possessing a peerless, gorgeous beauty that appeared even more fantastical and extraordinary against the backdrop of the setting sun.

Tourists who were still marveling at the magnificent scenery after climbing to the summit of Mount Tai scattered in all directions like brainless flies.

They dodged the behemoths plunging down from the heavens.

Quite a few tourists, battered by flying rocks and stones, were covered in blood and gore, while cries of fear and wailing echoed across the summit of Mount Tai.

Everything happened far too suddenly, completely beyond all expectation.

This was even a bit more absurd than the staff officer eating hot pot and singing songs.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yun, who had been squatting to the side waiting for the coffin to arrive, was gradually sobering up.

The commotion of Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin was simply too massive, jolting his dormant soul awake.

Yet Jiang Yun's vision remained somewhat hazy, with things flashing back and forth before his eyes like floaters.

As for why Jiang Yun appeared here?

It sounded bizarre, but after dinner last night, Jiang Yun suddenly felt dizzy.

He felt as though he was coming down with a secondary infection, and he fell into a feverish, heavy sleep on the bed.

As a wanderer drifting alone in a major city, although he had saved up some savings after two and a half years since graduation, he still shrank back at the sight of those exorbitant housing prices.

Living entirely alone in a rented apartment, despite the great freedom, there was no one to accompany him when illness struck. He could only take some medicine and rest alone in bed.

When he woke up, he discovered it was already broad daylight, but Jiang Yun's head felt as though it was about to split open.

A surge of memories violently flooded into his mind, accompanied by excruciating pain all over his body. When he opened his eyes, his vision was immensely blurry.

Only after absorbing this influx of memories did he understand what was going on.

He had become an entirely different person; perhaps through transmigration or the awakening of his True Spirits, he had arrived in the Shrouding the Heavens World.

He had not expected that a 996 corporate slave would actually get to enjoy such a blessing.

Even though countless precious treasures of knowledge remained hidden away on the mobile phone, computer, hard drive, and cloud storage of his other-world self.

It did not matter, though—after death, let the floods come.

This world was far more thrilling than his previous one, and anything was possible.

Both the Shrouding the Heavens World version of him and his other-world counterpart were named Jiang Yun, and their appearances were even strikingly similar.

Only, the original identity was somewhat unusual: he was actually Ye Fan's cousin!

In his past life, Jiang Yun had read Shrouding the Heavens, but he had never seen any depiction of Ye Fan's relatives, and he did not know whether Ye Fan had a cousin.

Yet since he had transmigrated here, he acknowledged Ye Fan as his younger brother.

When he was eighteen, his parents passed away in an unexpected car accident, while he miraculously survived.

After graduation, possessing some capital of his own, he left that sorrowful city and went to H City to start a business.

Fortunately, the business succeeded, and he even partnered with his cousin to open a branch office in B City.

Yesterday, he came to B City to discuss business and heard his cousin Ye Fan say he was going to attend a university reunion.

Coincidentally, Ye Fan had once traveled to H City with Pang Bo and a few other classmates, so Jiang Yun had some understanding of Ye Fan's peers.

The original owner naturally felt nothing, but once Jiang Yun arrived, he instantly understood what was happening.

This was the launch of the Nine Dragons vessel from the Shrouding the Heavens World. If he missed this coffin, catching a ride later would be impossible.

He had to hurry and find Ye Fan to hitch a free ride on the coffin.

According to the original owner's memories, he had already been a very dutiful cousin. After all, apart from his aunt's family, he had no other relatives.

As soon as his cousin graduated, he helped him start a company, and they split the shares of the branch fifty-fifty. Even Ye Fan's Mercedes-Benz had a share belonging to him, Jiang Yun.

Where could one ever find such a good cousin!

Back then, Jiang Yun endured his physical discomfort, hastily flagged down a taxi, and rushed straight toward Mount Tai, using his superpower of persuasion on the driver to ensure the fare was paid in full.

Because of his physical discomfort on the way up the Jade Emperor Summit, he spent money to hire several people to take turns carrying him up.

Although the process was circuitous, losing a bit of face didn't matter as long as he caught this coffin.

Watching the dust and smoke across the sky gradually dissipate, Jiang Yun patted the dust off his body and stood up.

Even though he hadn't heard a "ding" sound yet, having a good cousin was already pretty great.

He raised his head to look at the behemoth, and though he had mentally prepared himself long ago, he still could not help falling into a brief trance.

Nine massive dragon corpses lay stretched out ahead, each hundreds of meters long, with some hanging halfway off the cliff edge as if they were about to soar through the clouds and depart at any moment. Behind them, an archaic, gigantic bronze coffin sat quietly in place, carved with ancient and indistinct patterns.

Ironclad facts told Jiang Yun that all of this was no hallucination. An ancient and mysterious world was about to open up to him—was he truly ready for all of this?

Pulling himself together, Jiang Yun took out his phone, snapped a photo of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, and hastily pieced together a message to send to his aunt.

"Aunt, my cousin and I have gone off to seek immortals. The trip will take twenty years at the shortest, or thirty at the longest. I will urge my cousin to father a few chubby boys and bring them back—we will definitely return. Do not worry, take good care of your health and wait for your cousin's return."

Jiang Yun had already figured all of this out on his way here.

In the early stages, Ye Fan fought desperately to cultivate on the Big Dipper, willing even to sever all ties with it just to return to Earth. Wasn't it all to come back and take care of his parents?

Yet the result was the tragedy of parents passing away before their child could care for them, becoming Ye Fan's greatest regret.

Even if he brought back countless spiritual herbs, supreme treasures, and Treasure Pills for longevity from the Big Dipper for his parents, what good was it? The wanderer returned to find everything turned to emptiness.

In fact, according to conventional logic, his parents' normal lifespans would have had no problem at all lasting until Ye Fan's return.

It was because they died consumed by grief over the white-haired sending off the black-haired. The heavy part was not an illness of the body, but a sickness of the heart!

This text message would leave hope and longing for his aunt and the others. Right now, there was not much Jiang Yun could do, only this.

After sending the message, Jiang Yun strode toward the Bronze Coffin.

There was still a crowd of people near the Bronze Coffin, pointing and gesturing around the huge crater smashed open by Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, while some tourists watched from the outer edges.

They wanted to watch the commotion, but the massive dragon corpses and the gigantic bronze coffin made them keep their distance.

At this moment, Jiang Yun striding over appeared extremely conspicuous.

Although Jiang Yun's vision was still somewhat blurry at the moment, the nine dragons and such a huge bronze coffin were laid out right there, so there was no way he could walk in the wrong direction.

Ye Fan also noticed the commotion of someone approaching and turned to look over.

He asked in surprise.

"Cousin, why are you here?"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yun looked over. For some reason, the floaters-like obstruction in his vision was flashing more and more severely. Although he could not see very clearly, Jiang Yun, having absorbed the memories, felt that this voice was incomparably familiar.

This was his good cousin, cum work- cough, cough... partner, Ye Fan.

"Little Fan, I came to Mount Tai to hang out with a client today, and then this kind of thing suddenly happened. I saw someone who looked like you from afar just now. Are you unhurt?"

Jiang Yun walked close and looked closely at Ye Fan, asking with concern.

He had seen Ye Fan many times in the original body's memories, but this was his first time seeing the living Heavenly Emperor Ye.

The young man before him was only slightly shorter than Jiang Yun, but with a straight and tall figure, standing around one hundred and eighty centimeters tall. Under the setting sun, his short hair emitted a faint golden luster, and his handsome facial features looked full of vigor.

"Cousin, I'm fine. Today I arranged to climb Mount Tai with my classmates. There's no danger, but this dragon corpse and giant coffin make me feel uneasy. We should leave here first."

Ye Fan glanced at this heroic cousin, and then continued looking at the Five-Colored Altar in the giant pit.

They had met just a few days ago, so there was no surprise of a long separation.

After all, when they were kids, Jiang Yun, this cousin, often took Ye Fan out to play, forming that kind of ironclad relationship where Jiang Yun made water and Ye Fan made mud.

"If you're fine, then get ready to go."

Knowing that leaving wasn't possible even if they wanted to, Jiang Yun casually responded to Ye Fan.

His gaze shifted to the Bronze Coffin, the nine giant dragons, and that Five-Colored Altar. In the past, he could only rely on imagination; now that he had a chance to look at it up close, of course he had to take a careful look, and he would even be able to touch it in a moment.

Ye Fan didn't feel any doubt about his cousin appearing here, for after all, he knew his cousin pretty well.

An accident ten years ago made his cousin unwilling to stay in B City any longer; otherwise, he wouldn't have run off to start a business in distant H City. If it weren't for the fact that this client was rather tricky.

And she was even a former female classmate of Jiang Yun's, Jiang Yun wouldn't have come back either.

"Right, let's leave this place first."

This time it was a refined young man speaking, and he began to urge his classmates.

The crowd also prepared to turn and leave.

Jiang Yun was quite composed. Leaving was out of the question, since Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin appearing here was definitely no coincidence.

Sure enough, a female classmate standing at the edge of the huge pit lost her footing and almost fell down. Then several classmates went together to pull her, and they all tumbled down together like a rolling gourd.

After these people fell down, they crushed the stone books and jade tallies that had been neatly arranged on the altar earlier.

As if receiving some kind of signal, the altar emitted a hazy five-colored halo. Immediately, everyone felt as though they had fallen into a swamp and found it difficult to move. The five-colored stone altar vibrated unceasingly, and the people at the edge of the pit all tumbled down onto the Five-Colored Altar.

At this moment, everyone fell onto the altar, showing looks of panic.

Jiang Yun was quite calm. In fact, illuminated by the Five-Colored Altar, his vision recovered, and things were no longer blurry before his eyes, except that a panel suddenly floated up in front of him.

Wait, a panel!!!

Jiang Yun was overjoyed; the system had finally arrived.

I am going to step by step, step by step, step by step walk to the highest peak, I am going to be... Never mind, let's reel the emotions back in for a moment.

Although he had transmigrated to the Shrouding the Heavens World and could walk a completely different path where churning rivers and seas, soaring through the skies and dashing across the earth, and blowing up planets were no longer matters of fantasy, his heart still harbored a bit of panic.

After all, in his past and present lives he was just an ordinary person. Even if he had switched to a fantasy world, he was still just an ordinary person; even knowing some of the plot's developments, without strength he simply wouldn't be able to grasp his destiny.