Have I... transmigrated?
Inside a room furnished in an antique style.
On the bed, a youth slowly woke. As he took in the memories of this new world that had just poured into his mind, his heart filled with shock-
This place called the Yinglong Continent is exactly like the fantasy and immortal cultivation worlds depicted in movies and novels!
The youth's name was Bu Wuchen. His looks were unremarkable, his intelligence ordinary.
If there was anything that set him apart from other people his age on Earth before he came to this world...
Did being an orphan count?
Beyond the captivating legends of overturning rivers and seas, plucking stars and grasping the moon;
This new world called the Yinglong Continent also had an exceedingly real and brutal side-
The strong could scorn imperial authority and claim supremacy over the world;
The weak lived like ants, theirs to be trampled by anyone!
Bu Wuchen smiled bitterly. Heh, sure, this world is pretty wondrous.
In my last life, I had no ties or attachments. I was ready to settle in now that I'd come.
But the problem is...
Why the hell did you leave me bedridden the moment I transmigrated?!
After searching his memories, Bu Wuchen now had a relatively clear understanding of his present situation.
The fellow whose body he had possessed shared his full name and was the descendant of a military family in a kingdom!
Not long ago, he had done something foolish over love. Not only had ninety percent of his cultivation been crippled, but he had also committed a grave offense as a result and been banished from the imperial capital!
The incident had even reached the ruler of Great Liang, who had personally issued an imperial decree-
"Unless summoned by the sovereign and chosen by Heaven, he shall never return!"
After his grandfather, Bu Huazheng, learned of this, he had changed overnight from Great Liang's grand general, vigorous despite his age and striding like a dragon or tiger, into a decrepit, white-haired old man...
But with matters having come to this, the old general, who had nearly reached the highest station a subject could attain, could only accept it dejectedly.
He had even consoled himself inwardly: So be it. Chen'er being banished to the bitterly cold frontier will at least keep him far from the dynasty's strife.
His children had all given their lives for their country on the battlefield.
If his only grandson could spend the rest of his life in peace in a place where Heaven was high and the emperor far away, this aging tiger of a general would at least have some comfort in his twilight years!
Unfortunately, Bu Huazheng had thought far too simply of the matter-
After lying dormant for several months, the poison inside Bu Wuchen had suddenly erupted!
With that, the native-born young master of the military family had died, his Dao extinguished;
Bu Wuchen, who had transmigrated from Earth, had been reborn in his shell.
He had indeed been reborn, but the poison in his body had yet to clear completely;
This left the newly transmigrated Bu Wuchen lying rigidly on the bed, unable even to speak...
The only things he could move slightly were his eyes, which rolled beneath eyelids opened to mere slits.
Bu Wuchen saw a beautiful young girl kneeling beside his bed, her tear-streaked face like pear blossoms bathed in rain;
Her slender, fair hands held a handkerchief as she gently wiped away the traces of medicine trickling from the corner of his mouth;
She murmured softly, "This is the last dose of medicine. Please get better soon, young master. Sob, sob..."
The memories inherited from his predecessor told Bu Wuchen that this lovely, captivating girl was his maid, Wan Xiaoyao.
Back when the Bu family's young master had committed his grave offense and the King of Great Liang had personally banished him from the imperial capital, the household servants and guards who had once been eager to kneel and lick his boots, along with his fair-weather friends, had all long since vanished without a trace.
Only his maid Wan Xiaoyao and the old servant A Chun had insisted on accompanying Bu Wuchen to this bitterly cold little frontier town to serve him with all their hearts, even at the cost of incurring the sovereign's wrath and having all their cultivation crippled...
Seeing her cry her heart out, so pitiful that anyone would ache for her, Bu Wuchen really wanted to pat her head and tell her not to worry with an easy smile!
But now, merely opening his eyelids a little had already exhausted his strength.
How could he possibly speak?
Damn it, I'm playing dead as soon as I transmigrate?
What am I supposed to do?
Just then, a crisp system notification rang in his ears: "Ding-dong! Congratulations, host. Integration with the God-Level Choice System is complete."
The youth was overjoyed. Wahahaha! Now we're talking!
"Ding-dong! A comprehensive assessment of the host's current circumstances has produced the following result: quite handsome, but a trash with a combat power of five who is on the verge of death from severe poisoning."
The smile that had just blossomed in Bu Wuchen's heart froze instantly. Uh, you really didn't need to make it that long.
Couldn't you just say I'm handsome? Hmph, you really don't know how to get along with people!
"Oh, all right."
The system mended its ways with great resolve. "Assessment result: a dying trash with a combat power of five."
You...
The system nearly infuriated Bu Wuchen into transmigrating right back.
"Ding-dong! Host, please make your first choice from the following options-"
"Option one: feel indifferent toward this inexplicable transmigration and ask the system to send you back where you came from."
"Reward for this option: return the host to Earth and award one 'One-Day Tour of Another World' mini medal."
"Option two: choose to join hands with the God-Level Choice System and venture through this bizarre and dazzling world."
"Reward for this option: completely remove the remaining poison from the host's body, with an 'Otherworld Beginner Gift Pack' included as a bonus."
I choose option two!
Bu Wuchen made his choice almost without hesitation.
Before transmigrating, as he struggled and stumbled along life's rough road, he had fantasized more than once-
That one day, he could go to a world of martial heroes and immortal cultivators, carry a three-foot sword, and laugh proudly above the nine heavens!
And now, the opportunity was right before his eyes;
Choosing it even came with a gift pack reward. Why wouldn't he?
As for option one's "return to Earth"...
As an orphan, Bu Wuchen had little to hold him to his original world in the first place;
Instead, he was filled with longing for this fresh world of fantasy and immortal cultivation before him!
Buzzz~
In the next instant, Bu Wuchen felt a refreshing lightness wash over his whole body;
The sensation of cold wind seeping through the cracks in his bones, along with his aching weakness, suddenly vanished without a trace.
Presumably, just as the God-Level Choice System had said, the remaining poison in the body in which he had been reborn was now completely gone.
"Ding-dong! The reward corresponding to this option has been fully distributed. Please check receipt."
"Ding-dong! All information regarding the host's status will be recorded in the system information panel."
"This system panel is visible only to the host and can be summoned with a thought."
Bu Wuchen raised his brows slightly. Ha, seriously? Why does this feel like playing a game?
With a thought, a translucent system panel really did appear before Bu Wuchen's eyes-
[Host]: Bu Wuchen. [Mystic Qi cultivation]: peak fourth level of the Savage Martial Realm. [Mystic power points]: 500. [Strength assessment]: trash with a combat power of five. [Other attributes have not yet been activated and cannot be viewed].
After reading it, Bu Wuchen's heart sank considerably!