1: Liu Xuan'er

Tianqi Dynasty, Beicheng Manor; this prosperous place, ranked as one of the Four Great Manors, is grand in scale, comparable to a Dynasty palace.

The recently concluded Manor Soldier Slave screening trial left the entire City Lord's Manor shrouded in an atmosphere of tension and blood, with the air still seemingly thick with lingering smoke and the scent of blood.

Inside a quiet and secluded courtyard, sandalwood incense rose in curls within the hall, its wisps of fragrance lingering about.

In the primary seat of the hall sat a glamorous woman in her thirties—Liu Xuaner; she was a concubine of the City Lord's Manor.

Liu Xuaner's features were exquisitely beautiful, as if she were a Fairy stepped out of a painting, a perfect work of art meticulously sculpted by the heavens.

She had a curvaceous and well-proportioned figure, with skin as white as snow and so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch; every gesture she made exuded a charming aura of maturity and dignity that made it hard for one to look away.

The purple palace dress she wore not only failed to hide her elegant temperament but instead made her look even more extraordinarily noble.

Around her slender waist, which could be encircled by a single hand, was tied a purple belt embroidered with cloud patterns and gold trim, which swayed gently with her movements, adding a touch of elegance and allure.

The lower half of the palace dress featured a high slit, through which her long legs, as smooth and delicate as suet jade, were partially visible; under the light of the sun, they glowed with a soft, jade-like luster, like a scene from a dream.

At this moment, she crossed her jade-like legs, and an embroidered shoe accidentally fell off... "Situ Jun, the sole survivor of this Manor Soldier Slave Trial, to be able to survive the slaughter of over a thousand people, you are quite good!"

Liu Xuaner looked at the young man kneeling before her with a beaming smile, her gaze full of admiration and scrutiny, as if she could see right through Situ Jun.

Situ Jun appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome and masculine face that still held a hint of youthfulness.

At this moment, however, he looked up at Liu Xuaner with a dazed expression, as unfamiliar memories churned continuously in his mind like a tumultuous sea.

As these memories gradually became clear, he finally understood his situation—he had undergone a Transmigration.

On the day of the Nine-Star Alignment and when the Blood Moon hung in the sky, he was accidentally struck by a bolt of lightning; when he woke up again, he had become the Host of this current body, having been rescued from a cruel battlefield and brought to this place.

"Hmm? Situ Jun, why are you dazing off? Did you injure your head during the trial?"

Liu Xuaner's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, her voice carrying a hint of displeased reproach.

Situ Jun blinked a few times, finally snapping back to his senses as if waking from a dream.

In his trance, he felt that the original owner of this body had countless ties to him, as if it were his own previous life.

This strange feeling made him much more composed about the Transmigration, and his heart held a trace of anticipation for this brand-new world.

"This Madam is asking you a question? Are you deaf?"

Liu Xuaner's brows furrowed slightly, and her voice unconsciously rose a few notches; her originally soft face now took on a hint of majesty, and as her beautiful eyes shifted, a dangerous aura lingered.

"Ah, sorry... sorry, Madam Liu. I have been fighting on the battlefield these past few days, and my mind is too exhausted; I just lost myself for a moment. It was by no means disrespect toward This Madam. Please forgive me, Madam."

Situ Jun possessed the memories of the original owner and naturally stepped into the role of a servant.

He knew well that in this world with a martial Dao Cultivate System, human life was as cheap as grass; the slightest carelessness could lead to being easily killed, so he didn't dare be negligent and could only beg for mercy humbly.

Only then did Liu Xuaner's expression soften considerably, and her tone relaxed:

"This Madam is not an unreasonable person; I'll forgive you this time, but don't let it happen again. You are the only one who survived this year's trial, so from now on, you will temporarily serve as This Madam's Guard."

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes blinked as she sized Situ Jun up; seeing his handsome features and upright appearance, she became increasingly satisfied, thinking that taking him out would at least not embarrass her.

"Thank you for the favor, Madam. I will certainly be loyal and responsible, ensuring This Madam's safety and solving your problems; I will give my all until my heart stops beating."

Situ Jun thought that since he had already come to this world, even if he was a servant, he might as well experience the wonders of this different world.

He raised his head and looked at Liu Xuaner with a firm gaze, a glimmer of light flickering in his eyes.

"Mm, very good. Let's see if your injuries have fully healed."

Liu Xuaner looked down at Situ Jun kneeling before her, her tone indifferent, as if this were the most ordinary matter.

Situ Jun was startled, but he quickly raised his hand to unbutton the grey outer coat of his servant uniform.

He had already been kneeling for a long time, and she hadn't told him to stand; his life was entirely in her hands, so he would simply do whatever she said.

As the outer garment was removed, his lean and sturdy body was exposed to the air; on his firm chest were several scars that hadn't fully healed, wounds left behind from the trial.

Liu Xuaner looked him over with satisfaction for a while, then raised her jade-like finger and tapped the scar on Situ Jun's chest, a trace of Spiritual Power following her fingertip into his Meridians.

The jade-like finger carried a hint of softness and warmth, as if an electric current were spreading from his chest throughout his entire body.

Situ Jun lowered his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of that cute, white little foot radiating a faint Spiritual Power; he was startled and immediately looked up, withdrawing his gaze.

But this subtle expression was still keenly noticed by Liu Xuaner.

The corners of Liu Xuaner's mouth curled up slightly into a light smile; she seemed quite pleased with Situ Jun's adherence to the rules and his awareness of his status.

"It's fine, the injuries aren't serious. As This Madam's Guard, loyalty and responsibility are a must, but simple loyalty is not enough; you must also wholeheartedly execute any of This Madam's commands and be willing to lose your life for me. Can you do that?"

As she spoke, her jade-like hand gently patted Situ Jun's shoulder, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation and doubt.

At this moment, Situ Jun was both angry and pleased; he was angry that he had to kneel so humiliatingly before a woman, but pleased that this woman was so beautiful and glamorous. Compared to his life, however, this humiliation seemed like nothing.

"Liu Xuaner, is it? Sooner or later..."

Situ Jun vowed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare make a move on the surface; he could only bury this resentment and anger deep within and continue to maintain a respectful posture.

[Ding! System detected Host has Heaven-Defying thoughts, System activating...]

[Heavenly Fortune System has been bound to Host!]

[Newbie Gift Pack has been issued and stored in the System Inventory.]

System? Situ Jun was shocked and almost stood up directly.

His eyes were full of confusion; he was truly at a loss.

The fact that he had undergone Transmigration was already ridiculous enough; though he somewhat believed in metaphysics and theology, he could barely accept it.

But the appearance of this System was truly beyond imagination.

Could it be that in this Universe, theology and metaphysics can actually be related to technology?

Confusion aside, since he had even encountered Transmigration, what other outrageous thing in this world could he not accept?

He secretly suppressed the shock in his heart; now was clearly not the time for doubt or investigation, and he must not show any abnormality in front of Liu Xuaner.

Liu Xuaner's slender jade hand lifted slightly, and a white silk scarf floated out steadily, stopping before Situ Jun's eyes:

"Wipe This Madam's feet clean and put on the embroidered shoes."

Her tone was indifferent, as if she were ordering the most common task.

"Yes, Madam."

Situ Jun hurriedly reached out and grabbed the silk scarf, gently cradling that delicate and white little foot, carefully wiping it.

It had to be said that Liu Xuaner's feet were very beautiful—white and pink, with every curve just right and every bit of flesh perfectly proportioned, like top-grade suet jade.

"Alright, after you help This Madam put on the shoes, you may leave to rest. Come back tomorrow morning."

Liu Xuaner leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest; her voice, as pleasant as an oriole's, slowly drifted out as if she were dismissing an insignificant object.

"Yes, Madam."

Situ Jun deftly put the shoes on for her; at this moment, his heart had already flown to his quarters, and he couldn't wait to go back and check out what that suddenly appearing mysterious System was all about.

After putting on the shoes, Liu Xuaner waved her hand, and Situ Jun hurried to bow and withdraw, his heart full of anticipation and trepidation for the future.

(Has been heavily revised; if you don't like it, please don't flame.)