Chapter 1 |
Feng Shao never thought that things like transmigration would also happen to him.
He even didn’t expect that after traveling for a long time, he would face the situation of freezing and starving to death.
Looking up at the sky covered by thick, dark clouds, he subconsciously wrapped up the thin clothes on his body. He only wanted to scold the thief in his heart.
You dragged me from modern society to this damn world! I don’t expect you to make me the son of destiny, but don’t let me die as soon as I come up!
It had been five days since he transmigrated. After crossing, he found that he had turned into a little boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old with nothing else on his body except a coarse sackcloth.
As for the environment, it was a world of ice and snow. Looking around, there wasn’t a single creature in sight for tens of kilometers around. It seemed like he was the only one left in the world, struggling to survive in this lonely world.
To survive, Feng Shao had to start a hard trek in the snow. He could no longer count how far he had traveled in this icy world. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to never go away, and the never-ending howling snowstorm made it impossible for him to even use the light of the sun to identify direction.
He could only calculate how many days had passed by the changes in the weather.
Due to the lack of food and clothing, he felt that the fire of his own life was on the verge of being extinguished. He was tired, hungry, and sleepy, and the biting cold wind kept taking away the remaining heat from his body through his thin clothes.
Looking up at the sky, Feng Shao couldn’t help smiling wryly.
I’m probably the fastest and worst transmigrator in history, right?
A stagger under his feet made him fall on the snow involuntarily. He struggled to get up, but his body had not eaten for many days, making him unable to stand at all.
Oh, that’s it, I’m tired. If there’s an afterlife, I hope to be reincarnated into a warm family.
As he was dying, he vaguely saw a figure walking in front of him. He couldn’t see the whole figure clearly and could only vaguely hear what the man said.
He said, “Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?”
Feng Shao subconsciously replied in a low voice: “Then you…can you save me?”
“If you worship me as your teacher, I will save you.”
“…What if I don’t ask you to be my teacher?”
“…I will still save you.”
“Then I am willing to worship you as my teacher.”
It was this short conversation that changed the fate of Feng Shao’s life.
Later, Qing Yangzi, who has become the head of the Taiwei Sect, asked his eldest disciple a question: “If I said at that time that if you don’t learn from the teacher, I won’t save you, what would you do?”
Feng Shao replied: “Of course I will apprentice! After all, I don’t want to die!”
“But why did you still ask such a question?”
“Because I have to find out who my future master is.”
“…Is there any difference?”
“Of course, there is a difference! If you don’t save me when I don’t apprentice to you, it means that Master is a very utilitarian person.
I will respect the Master and obey like all disciples, but I will not worship you. And sooner or later, I will stay away from you. Because I am worried that one day, the Master will sell me.”
“…Then what now?”
“I will always regard Taiwei Sect as my home and Master as my family. Whatever Master wants to do, I will do it at all costs. If Master wants to carry the sect forward, then I will devote myself to it and do my best to help Master fulfill this wish.”
He said.
And did as such.
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