1: Chapter 1 A Tragic Transmigration

(Martial Artist Realms: Foundation Establishment, Divine Power, Five Viscera Realm, Six Bowels Realm, Meridian Opening, Innate...)

Great Jing Dynasty, Jinhuai Prefecture, Wuyang County

Within the ancestral grounds of the Pei Family, one of the three great families, Pei Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, a trace of confusion showing in his cloudy gaze.

Where is this!

Pei Qingyun looked around.

Unlike modern housing styles, the surrounding area was packed with dense stacks of books.

At first glance, it looked like an academy.

But judging by the messy arrangement of the books, it looked more like they had been toyed with at will.

But in the next second, a piercing, heart-wrenching pain surged in his brain!

This stinging pain came too suddenly; Pei Qingyun had no preparation at all, and he could only clutch his head tightly with both hands.

In an instant, dense beads of sweat rolled down his dry, wrinkled face.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Qingyun's face, distorted by pain, finally relaxed, and a spark of life returned to his cloudy eyes.

"I've transmigrated..."

Pei Qingyun muttered to himself.

Just now, he had fully received all the memories of this body's owner.

Like him, the owner of this body was also named Pei Qingyun.

Except for having the same name, there were quite a few differences between the two. Especially regarding age, Pei Qingyun found it hard to accept for a moment.

Pei Qingyun's previous self was only twenty-five years old, while the owner of this body was already eighty-two.

The ancients said that reaching seventy was rare since time immemorial; at this age, one is not far from the coffin.

Not to mention, his age exceeded that by another twelve-year cycle.

Looking at his incredibly withered arms and the faint scent of decay coming from the tip of his nose.

Pei Qingyun only felt a sense of grief rising from within.

They say transmigrators are all children of destiny.

If lucky, they directly become a Great Emperor of a region.

With slightly worse luck, they are still the chosen pride of a Great Sect, or have hopes of wealth and status.

The worst case is usually being an ordinary youth.

From an ordinary person's perspective, it's true that transmigrators are children of destiny.

If someone doesn't believe it, they should try transmigrating themselves.

But no matter how you look at it.

What is the meaning of transmigrating into an old man who doesn't have much longer to live?

Originally, he was young and had his best years ahead of him.

But in the blink of an eye, he became an old man.

This gap was something a man could bear, but this was unbearable.

Who could endure this!

It's simply unendurable!

However, the sense of weakness coming from his body forced him to control his emotions.

If he were to over-grieve and suddenly kick the bucket...

That might actually be okay.

But what if he couldn't continue transmigrating?

Who the hell would that count as...

...

After a good while, Pei Qingyun barely managed to suppress the churning emotions in his heart.

But just then, a figure burst in from outside the room.

This figure was extremely tall, a full eight feet, with a face full of rough flesh and thick, exposed arms that were powerful and sturdy.

Even just standing there, he gave off a sense of pressure like a tiger or a leopard.

Pei Qingyun looked at the other person, and a surge of memory immediately surfaced.

Pei Tianrong, the current Clan Chief of the Pei Family.

Judging by either his name or his looks, he didn't quite seem the part.

He was big and crude, looking like a total blockhead. If someone said the person before him was the Family's martial powerhouse, no one would probably doubt it.

But to be the head of a clan, martial force alone isn't enough.

This position requires comprehensive ability; having no brains won't do.

Of course, these were just a stranger's first impressions.

In fact, not only was Pei Tianrong not a brute, but he was also someone who was meticulous despite his rough exterior.

Over these years, Pei Tianrong had been diligent and conscientious, handling internal affairs quite well.

Pei Qingyun had also favored this point back then when he appointed Pei Tianrong to succeed him as Clan Chief.

There was also another reason: as the Ancestor of the Pei family, Pei Qingyun had used martial force many times, and as he grew older, his body became worse by the day.

Thus, at his seventieth birthday twelve years ago, Pei Qingyun officially announced his resignation from the Clan Chief position, to be succeeded by Pei Tianrong.

Of course, not every clansman agreed with Pei Tianrong succeeding the Clan Chief position.

But under his absolute authority, no one dared to openly oppose it.

Fortunately, Pei Tianrong did not disappoint him.

It was just that on some major clan matters, he still made the final call and decisions.

"Old Ancestor, just now, the Evil Suppression Bureau has issued a final notice. Our clan is strictly ordered to arrange for one Five Viscera Realm Martial Artist and ten Divine Strength Martial Artists to cooperate with the Evil Suppression Bureau's operations within three days."

"I am already aware of this matter, you may withdraw."

"Understood."

Seeing the Old Ancestor in this state, Pei Tianrong also understood that now was not the time to talk.

After a simple response, he left silently. But in his heart, he was constantly worried about the Old Ancestor's physical condition.

"The Old Ancestor is advanced in years; every battle is a huge drain on himself. Especially in the Evil Suppression Bureau's operation last month, it almost caused his Qi and blood to fail. If he participates in this Evil Suppression Bureau operation again, I'm afraid things will not go well."

"But if we don't cooperate with the Evil Suppression Bureau's actions... setting aside the fact that the Wang and Li families will certainly take this opportunity to kick us while we're down... just the consequences of defying the Evil Suppression Bureau's orders are not something our clan can bear. Sigh, if only I could Breakthrough to the Five Viscera Realm, it wouldn't have come to this. I hope the Old Ancestor can hold on."

Thinking of all this, Pei Tianrong felt as if a giant boulder was pressing down on his chest.

At the same time, he also hated his own incompetence.

If his talent could be a bit stronger and he could Breakthrough to the Five Viscera Realm, the Old Ancestor wouldn't need to risk his life, and the Family wouldn't fall into such a crisis.

Like the Pei Family, the Wang and Li families were among the three great families of Wuyang County.

For many years, the three great families had been engaged in both open and secret struggles. Especially in recent years, this trend had become increasingly severe.

Ultimately, it was because the Pei Family had no successors.

If the Great Jing Dynasty weren't still in a period of stability, the Pei Family's situation would be extremely dangerous.

Furthermore.

In recent years, the incursions of Demons have become more frequent, gradually showing signs of escalation.

The Pei Family has still not had a new Five Viscera Realm expert born.

If this were five years ago, even having only one Five Viscera Realm expert like Pei Qingyun would be enough to suppress the overall situation.

As the Demon incursions intensified, Pei Qingyun was forced to personally take action to assist the Evil Suppression Bureau's operations.

But he was old after all; it was already his limit to try and maintain his Qi and blood at their Peak.

In contrast, the Wang and Li clans also only had one Five Viscera Realm expert each, but they were two twelve-year cycles younger than Pei Qingyun, and their Qi and blood were still at their Peak.

Once the situation collapsed, the first to fall would definitely be Pei Qingyun.

If Pei Qingyun fell, the two clans would certainly not mind taking the opportunity to carve up the Pei Family.

Inside the ancestral house.

Only after Pei Tianrong left did Pei Qingyun drop his disguise.

Although he had received the original host's memories, the two of them were not the same person after all.

Once there was prolonged contact, it would be easy to expose his abnormalities.

Before that, he still needed some time to adapt to all of this.

Thinking of this, Pei Qingyun couldn't help but sigh, "Everything was fine, how did I just transmigrate?"

Compared to the Seniors who were keen on Transmigration, Pei Qingyun had always felt nothing for it.

Life in the modern era was good; even without saying he was worry-free about food and clothing, at the very least he was free and unfettered, could sleep in when nothing was happening, and his safety was guaranteed.

But coming to this world was different; it was high difficulty right from the start.

Becoming an old man was already a tragic thing.

And now a death warrant had arrived.

If he didn't handle it well, he feared his life would kick the bucket again before he even got his seat warm.

A bad life is better than a good death.

It couldn't be certain that if he died, he could continue transmigrating.

He thought it better to survive first.

Still, he couldn't help but want to complain, "When a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water gets stuck in their teeth."