
Jiang Chen felt like his brain was made of – porridge as if he was in a dream, but this felt much more real than that. Every inch of skin, every bone in his body cried out in pain.
“Did I die? Do I suffer through purgatory burning in hell?” Jiang Chen's first instinct was that he was dead, but the slight breath in his body seemed to remind him otherwise – that he was still alive.
After who knew how long, Jiang Chen suddenly forced his eyes open with a struggle, but found himself in a coffin.
In a coffin? Then, am I really dead? Jiang Chen became depressed.
“How laughable. I, Jiang Chen, son of the Heavenly Emperor, was born with a yin constitution and hence cannot practice martial dao. Even when my father purified the Sun Moon Pill so that I could enjoy life as long as heaven existed, I was still a burden on my father and succumbed to my death when disaster descended from heaven …. ”
“Eh? What happened to my meridians? There was true qi flowing through them?! It's pretty weak.. wait! This is not my body, this is definitely not my body! I was born with a yin constitution, so how can I have true qi in my body?”
“And, if I am really dead, how can there be true qi flowing through my body?” It was as if an electric shock passed through Jiang Chen's brain as he lay in the coffin. At the same time, he realized that the body lying in the coffin was not his.
“This....what is this? Whose body is this?” This unexpected discovery brought surprise as well as excitement to him. He quickly found some memory fragments inside the body.
“This body owner is also named Jiang Chen? The son of the duke of Jiang Han province in the Eastern Kingdom? His name is right, but this is definitely not me! I am the son of an almighty Heavenly Emperor – how can I become the descendant of such an earthly kingdom?” Jiang Chen's mind was filled with questions.
“Did I really die in that disaster? Is this the reincarnation mentioned in the legends? The sky was shattered and the wheel of life was destroyed.I should have been annihilated in a natural disaster with no hope of walking along the wheel of life! So this means... I'm actually reincarnated?” Jiang Chen finally confirmed this new reality after perusing the fragments of Jiang Chen's past consciousness.
“Thinking that I was the great son of a Heavenly Emperor in my past life, but was forbidden from cultivating because of the yinku constitution. However, now that I have reincarnated into the son of a duke of a dull kingdom, I have gained the potential to practice!
“The sky is destroyed and order destroyed .. I, Jiang Chen, lived a million years in vain in my past life. Even though I died with the sun and moon, I was unable to offer any help when the disaster arrived. A yin constitution cannot train, and thus is destined to always be at the mercy of others. My fate like a speck of floating dust – is easy to lose when the wind blows.”
Jiang Chen became grim, deep in thought as he thought about the treatment he had suffered in his past life, and his father who had developed the Sun Moon Pill at such a great cost, so that his son's mortal body can enjoy life during the sun and moon.
He knew that this separation of life and death might be an eternal farewell!
Although he had lived a million years, even though he had an incredible intelligence – when he thought of his father, the Heavenly Emperor who painstakingly cared for him, hot tears still came out of his eyes.
He knew the sky was falling. Even if one was as strong as a Heavenly Emperor, it was almost impossible to survive the disaster. Jiang Chen became annoyed as his thoughts went to the end of this path.
However, it was as if a bolt of lightning struck his soul when his soul touched the meridians of his body. It was like a man dying of thirst finding a sweet spring! The true Qi that was moving slowly was extremely weak, weak to the point of almost flickering. But it is this fragile hint of true qi that ignites the flame of his life and sweeps away those pathetic thoughts.
“Train? Heh, cultivated! This was once a ludicrous thought for someone with a yin constitution like mine. I could not practice in my past life, but never approved of destiny. Now that I have gained the potential to practice due to reincarnation, isn't this the gap that the door of destiny has opened for me?”
“I am the great son of the Heavenly Emperor, and was in charge of the Tianlang Library for millions of years. I have perused countless books and scrolls. I am familiar with all disciplines and training methods. I am unrivalled and renowned for my achievements in the dao of alchemy, but my knowledge is forever at a standstill and only theoretical, on an abstract level. Now that I have gained the ability to practice thanks to reincarnation, what should I fear? For what reason am I, Jiang Chen, bowing my head in defeat? Jiang Chen felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he explored this line of thought.
Negative emotions that he slowly lost. He felt that this reincarnation was a turning point that would change his life endlessly! Indeed, from the perspective of Jiang Chen's past life, the identity of the son of an ordinary noble was not important at all. But even the most inferior person had one quality that he did not possess in his previous life, and that was the qualification to cultivate!
Qualification to cultivate was like the starting line of a race.
Although he was a leading person in his past life, as tall as a dragon and a phoenix, he could only watch on the sidelines. Now, despite his similarities in his current life, despite being like an ant, he has the qualifications to step up to the starting line and replace him.
The training path was unrelenting and boundless. As long as one has good fortune, one can change and become extremely powerful. Even wings can be attached to ants so they can fly in heaven! And now, an opportunity has come!
Son of the Celestial Emperor, Guardian of the Tianlang Library. He has devoted millions of years of his life almost entirely to learning. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a walking encyclopedia and master of world knowledge.
His stomach was full of theories ranging from heavenly heaven to ordinary impurities, there was no topic that Jiang Chen was unfamiliar with. Although Jiang Chen could not train for many boring years in his past life, he was happy to accept disciples and conduct experiments with them, testing one theory or another. He had forgotten how many miracles he had created in his life.
Is that an opportunity?
This is an opportunity!
Jiang Chen could barely contain himself. At this moment, a glaring collision sounded, as if something had slipped and cracked.
Bumped!
“Jiang Ying, find out! Find out in any way! ” Jiang Feng, duke of Jiang Han, angrily smashed a vase, almost wanting to burn down the kingdom in his anger.
“Your Highness, we already have a hint.” Jiang Ying spoke respectfully, dressed in black from head to toe. “Although the young master was not diligent in training, he was still a true qi level fighter. His control over his body would be absolute. Facing such an important event, he will not lose control and emit gas.”
“Then, is there someone behind all this? Someone deliberately wanted to humiliate Chen’er during the Heavenly Worship Rite, so that he would anger the king and be executed?” Jiang Feng's tone of voice had dropped to a dangerous point.
“Young master had breakfast with his friends at Autumn Crane this morning. I did not find anything when I investigated Autumn Crane, but found traces of “Three Laugh” Powder on the body of the young master.
Three Laugh Powder?
Jiang Fengs face darkened, how could he not know what “Three Laughing Powder was? This item cleans the internal parts of a person. Although it did not have any side effects, it would cause one's qi to seep throughout their body, and be emitted from all parts of the body. The expulsion of the cursed gas of his son that angered the king during the Heavenly Worship Rite was not sudden, it must have been because of this three“ laughter ”.
“It seems like instead of coincidence, this is a planned and cunning plot!” Jiang Feng easily came to this conclusion after connecting the dots.
“Your Highness, this is a list with whom the young master had breakfast. However, they were all sons of other dukes, so it would be difficult to find who was responsible.” Jiang Ying was Jiang Feng's right-hand man, and his most treasured and loyal follower.
“Go, investigate this matter carefully! Even if I lose the rank of a duke of mine, even if I am torn apart, I will not sit idly by when my son is killed! ”
Jiang Feng did not believe the nonsense of absolute obedience to one's master. It's totally bullshit!
Generations of the Jiang family were loyal, but were foolishly unfaithful.
The Jiang family had worked hard non-stop for the Eastern Royal family for generations, defending the land, fighting and steadfastly maintaining their position. They had won their single noble title at a high cost, but now his only son was whipped to death?
A follower need not be loyal if his master is not good. If that's the case, revolt! It felt as if a volcano was almost erupting in his chest every time Jiang Feng thought of the Eastern Lu King's cold expression as he gave the order to kill; seeing his enemies boast at that moment, he said, or his son who had been beaten beyond recognition as he lay in his coffin.
He was itching to immediately return to his territory and stormed into the capital with hundreds of thousands under his banner, to let the river of blood flow down the streets! After hearing these words, combined with the faint memories remaining in the body, Jiang Chen roughly understood what had happened.
It turned out that the original owner of this body had an unfortunate time to fart during the Heavenly Worship Rite!
The ritual is organized by the most sacred temple in the country, and is attended by the king and all 108 nobles of the Eastern Kingdom to pray for the beloved daughter of the King of Eastern Lu. The king and his nobles had begun many preparations before the ceremony was held, such as leaving meat, bathing, and changing new clothes, as well as burning lavender incense. In other words – everyone has cleansed themselves well, and strives for perfection to convince heaven of their sincerity to successfully obtain a blessing.
Everything went well in the beginning.
But as the king and his nobles prostrated themselves on the temple steps in prayer, Jiang Chen let out a deafening fart. One should know that prostrating in prayer is the most important part of the whole rite. Absolute silence needs to be maintained during this section. This is how one can communicate with the gods and show their devotion.
However, Jiang Chen's fart violently broke this silence and shattered this dignified encounter.
Everyone knows that farts are made up of unhealthy and very unhealthy gases. If this were to happen during an ordinary event, it would be passed just like that as everyone held their breaths. However, Jiang Chen's regrettable fart was stinky and long. It was an insult to the gods! The high priest in charge of the ritual process was startled and started cursing loudly, as if a fart had shattered the pillar of the world and caused the sky to collapse.
This stirred up the great wrath of King Eastern Lu, as he loved his beloved daughter dearly, and he asked the guards to drag Jiang Chen away and beat her to death! Even then, his anger did not subside and he gave orders to hang Jiang Chen's corpse on the city wall to be taken by vultures and scavengers. Jiang Chen would not even have a body left if the royal nobility did not persuade the king otherwise, suggesting that publicly displaying the corpse was vulgar and uncivilized, and would have a devastating impact on the kingdom's wealth.