【Chapter 001】Becoming a Son-in-law

【Chapter 001】Becoming a Son-in-law

“Boom boom boom—”

The two maids pretended to knock on the door a few times, and without waiting for the people in the room to respond, one of the maids pushed the door open and walked in, while the other maid stood guard at the door.

After entering the room, the maid walked directly towards the bed.

Lying on the bed was a young man with a pale face and purple lips. The boy had delicate features and was about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The maid came closer and saw the boy's appearance, and couldn't help swallowing. Mustering her courage, she reached out and probed under the boy's nose.

After confirming that the boy was really no longer breathing, the maid felt relieved. Then she pretended to be panicked and ran out the door, shouting, "Oh no, oh no, my uncle-in-law..."

The sound gradually faded away.

The young man who had died on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in them. Turning his head to look towards the door, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Neither the look in his eyes nor the expression on his face were what a normal 15 or 16-year-old boy should have.

That's true.

At this time, the young man on the bed had a new identity. His name was Nangong Chenyu, and he had just come here last night.

Nangong Chenyu comes from the Xuanwu Realm.

The Xuanwu Realm is a big world where one can cultivate to become an immortal. There are thousands of races and countless sects, and the strong are respected.

Nangong Chenyu was born into the royal family.

He should have been a legitimate prince of noble status, but his mother died when he was born.

His father said that if it weren't for giving birth to him, his mother wouldn't have died.

In fact, his mother's death had nothing to do with him. In order to make room for his beloved woman, his father secretly attacked his mother, but put the blame on him.

As soon as he was born, he became the scapegoat.

If it weren't for the fear of his grandfather's power, his good father would probably have ordered his execution.

He finally lived to the age of six, and was diagnosed with the aptitude for cultivation of the highest grade spiritual roots. Just when he thought he could leave this dirty place of the palace and go to the sect to practice.

Fate dealt him a heavy blow.

His grandfather died at this time.

My maternal grandfather had only one daughter, his mother, and my maternal grandmother had passed away long ago. On the night when he was keeping vigil for his grandfather, his Dantian was destroyed by a masked man who claimed to be his grandfather's "enemy".

His cultivation journey was interrupted before it even began.

He knew in his heart that the murderer of his grandfather was hired by his father at a huge expense. The person who didn't want him to practice and destroyed his Dantian was also hired by his father at a huge expense.

His original name was Nangong Chenyu.

Chen Yu: It means a bright future and a shining future.

Since then, his name was changed to Nangong Chenyu by his father at the suggestion of the new queen.

From the stars in the sky, they became dust under everyone's feet.

He also moved from the magnificent East Palace to the cold, remote, leaky and windy Cold Palace, where he lived a life of hunger, lack of clothes and being bullied.

From then on, his life was as lowly as the dust in his name.

When he was ten years old.

His father suddenly became seriously ill.

A senior monk advised that he was destined to be unlucky. Destined to be alone and have bad luck with relatives.

Everyone pointed the finger at him.

He was about to be killed by the new queen's minions, but at the critical moment, a white-haired old man saved him and took him away from the palace.

The old man is the ancestor of the Sword Sect, which is one of the five major sects in the Xuanwu Realm.

Afterwards, the old man repaired his Dantian and asked him to become the disciple of Master Fanyue, the old man's disciple.

He started practicing at the age of ten, established his foundation at the age of eighteen, and formed his elixir at the age of thirty.

The royal family's highest guardian is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

He immediately planned to go back for revenge, but his father and the new queen were killed first because their son offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

He took revenge, but it was all in vain.

After returning to the Sword Sect, he continued his training.

At fifty, he becomes an infant; at a hundred, he becomes a god...

He cultivated at an amazing speed and passed the thunder tribulation of ascension before he was three hundred years old. However, although he successfully survived the thunder tribulation of ascension, he failed to ascend and actually traveled through time.

And he dressed up as a son-in-law.

He should have become an immortal, but instead he became a son-in-law. A hundred thousand "f*cks" could not describe how he felt when he discovered he had traveled through time last night.

But before he could lament his tragic fate, he discovered that the original owner had been poisoned with arsenic.

He spent the entire night fighting against arsenic. It was not until five in the morning that he cleared the arsenic from his body and barely managed to survive.

After that, he could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

He woke up just as the two maids reached the door of the room. Now he has no cultivation at all, and his spiritual sense can only be projected ten meters away.

He could see clearly the expressions and movements of the two maids outside the house through his spiritual sense. Therefore, after one of the maids came in, he held his breath and pretended to be dead.

As he expected, the original owner died, and the two maids were not surprised at all.

The original owner had the same name as him, also called Nangong Chenyu. But unlike him, the original owner was a fool.

Although he received the original owner's memories, because the original owner was a fool, his mind was not clear most of the time and he didn't know much.

The original owner is now sixteen years old and has an adoptive father and an older brother. Three years ago, my adoptive father went out on business and never returned. The original owner and his elder brother were left to depend on each other.

The original owner's eldest brother had a very good temper and was very saintly. This resulted in the original owner's eldest brother being so kind that he would give food and money to anyone who cried poor in front of him.

In less than three years, the family, which originally had some assets, became penniless.

Although the family became poor, the original owner's eldest brother did not abandon the original owner or let him starve. It’s just that the previous diet of big fish and meat has turned into simple meals.

It’s enough for the original owner of the idiot to have something to eat.

In half a year, the chubby original owner became as thin as a bamboo pole.

The original owner hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and was coaxed into selling himself with a chicken leg. I heard from the other party that as long as I become the son-in-law of the Ye family, I will be able to eat chicken legs every day.

The foolish original owner did as the man said and poured the thing the other party gave him into the teapot for drinking water, drugging his eldest brother. He put on his groom's suit and happily married into the Ye family.

When we arrived at the Ye family, there was endless snacks.

The eldest son of the Ye family was a sickly person. Although the two got married, they had never even met each other.

In the evening, a table full of delicious food. The original owner ate and drank his fill and went to bed.

Then he came.

Nangong Chenyu turned over and got out of bed.

Big red flowers made of red cloth were tied on the antique furniture, and the exquisite decorations were also wrapped in red cloth or red paper. There were big red wedding characters on the windows, and the rouge-red curtains swayed in the breeze. There were two red candles that had already burned out on the table.

Walking to the dressing table, Nangong Chenyu picked up the bronze mirror on the dressing table. When he saw that the boy in the mirror looked exactly like himself when he was young, he felt a little dazed.

How come the original owner looks exactly like him?

They have the same name and look the same. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

Looking at the familiar face in the mirror reminded Nangong Chenyu of when he first joined the Sword Sect and his master discovered that his soul was incomplete because of the soul lamp incident.

To this end, he consumed a lot of rare treasures to repair his soul.

Before the master ascended to heaven, he took a special look at his soul. Only after making sure that his soul had been completed and could practice normally until he ascended did he leave.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

At this moment, Nangong Chenyu suspected that the owner of this body was actually his missing soul. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen?

Before he could continue thinking, the sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer. He quickly put down the bronze mirror and walked back to the bed.

The current situation is unclear, and he has lost his cultivation, so he needs to practice all over again. I don’t know who wants to harm the original owner? He can only wait and see what happens now.

Soon, a group of people rushed into the room.

"It must be that Yisheng's character is too strong. Even the idiots who match his horoscope have been killed by him. Mother, in order for big brother to wake up soon, we have to send Yisheng away."

"Master Ye, you're stretching your hand too far."

"Butler Du, my elder brother and I are brothers, and he is my mother's biological son. Now that my elder brother is unconscious, can't my mother make the decisions about the affairs of the mansion? Or... do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to seize the property of my Ye family?"

"I, Du Yuan, have always been upright. Only people with dirty minds would judge others by their own standards."

"Du Yuan, who do you think has dirty thoughts?"

"Whoever has something to hide knows it themselves."

The sound of the two people arguing echoed in the room, and at the same time, footsteps approached the bed. Feeling a hand reaching towards his face, Nangong Chenyu reached out and accurately grasped the other's hand.

When he opened his eyes, Nangong Chenyu saw an old man with a beard. This person had appeared in the original owner's memory. He was a doctor at Chunfengtang, named Chen Pucun.

Every time the original owner met Chen Pucun, he would go back and drink black bitter water. Therefore, the original owner had deep memories of Chen Pu.

Chen Pucun: “…” Didn’t you say the person is already dead?

With that strength, that temperature, eyes open, and steady breathing, how does this person look like a dead person?

Nangong Chenyu didn't sense any ill intention from Chen Pucun, so he let go of his hand and looked at him confusedly.

The two looked at each other for three seconds, and Chen Pucun dutifully took Nangong Chenyu's pulse. After making sure that Nangong Chenyu was okay, he walked towards the outer room.

When they saw him come out, everyone turned their eyes to him.

"Madam, everything is fine."

"What a sin! Such a good child was actually killed by Yisheng..."

Before she could finish the last two words, Old Madam Ye finally realized what Chen Pucun had just said. Just when she was about to confirm whether she had heard correctly, someone spoke before her.

"Doctor Chen, you just said... my uncle-in-law..."

Before Butler Du could finish his excited words, a lazy voice suddenly interrupted.

"I'm hungry! I want to eat chicken legs."

Everyone looked at the person who spoke.

The young man in groom's suit was seen yawning and looking sleepy.

Seeing the young man standing in front of her alive, the maid who had sniffed his breath before turned pale with fright; the faces of the others were similar.

Only Butler Du looked happy.

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