The sky was clear tonight; the full moon was out, and the stars were bright. Among all the stars, a purple star shone and pulsed with power...
Within the sanctuary of the Ying Imperial Clan, a wicked plot to overthrow the noble young lord, Ying Ling Tian, had succeeded.
A beautiful young woman emerged from the corridor of the young lord's pavilion; her name was Ying Liu. It was she who had placed the poison in the youth's food for her own secret goals, and she was the one who oversaw the cunning plan to kill him.
She stepped out silently, checking behind her for anyone, then slipped away from the pavilion toward another.
In Huang lings's room, the youth lay motionless, his body growing cold. Suddenly, a very fast golden light flashed from nowhere toward him. After several minutes, the incredible happened: the poisoned boy, who was nothing but a corpse, began to move as if waking from sleep.
Huang long POV:
"I... Where am I? Whose memories are these?"
"My name is Huang long, yes... but this isn't me. Not the same person. Hmm, truly strange. It seems I have transmigrated into this youth's body. His name is the same as mine, but his memories are not mine. This is truly bizarre."
Huang Long rose from the bed, and with slow, hesitant steps, he reached the mirror.
"Damn... this youth is truly handsome, a beauty not of this world! But what happened to me and my original body? I have no memory of the end at all. All I remember is that I was reading the novel, then I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I found myself in this body."
Huang long began looking around the room, inspecting it instinctively while still trying to digest the information of his new body. He was muttering to himself, and suddenly, after several minutes of pacing, he came to a halt.
"Fine, there is nothing to worry about. As long as I am 'Me' in my essence—Ling Tian—and I carry my past memories, then I am still myself. This new body is also me. Nothing can frighten me now that I have absorbed this body's memories.
He is truly a prodigy from childhood, training professionally in both physique and martial arts. His Imperial bloodline is incredibly thick and powerful, a miracle of his era.
Born in the Year of the Golden Dragon so they gave hame the name huang Long the Golden Dragon, he is a descendant of the main branch of the Ying the Imperial Clan—the Noble Young Lord and Heir, Ying Huang Long. According to his memories, he knows that someone is plotting against him, but he must investigate the matter further himself."
"After sorting through this body's information, I've discovered that he has hidden enemies working to overthrow him out of greed for his power within the clan. I also found that this youth was in love with a girl named Liu He, and she is the only one he allows to enter without the presence of servants or guards. Therefore, temporarily, she is the prime suspect—the person who poisoned the previous owner of this body."
"He loved her, but unfortunately, after analyzing the memories, I found a naivety toward this girl caused by love. According to the behavior she exhibits in these memories, it is the pinnacle of emotional exploitation toward Huang long. But that's fine; I am me, and the old Huang Long is gone. To live happily with my position, authority, wealth, and power, I must uproot the problem. If there is a revenge I must take to live with peace of mind, I will carry it out in the best possible way."
"First, the criminal always returns to the scene of the crime. I will hide within this room and finish sorting the information from this body. I must be aware of the smallest details, and then I will decide in what style I will continue my new life. Should I imitate the old Ling Tian, or is there no need? I will decide after I finish sorting the memories..."
Huang Long began searching the room, and after a brief search, he pulled a sword, knives, a pistol, and its ammunition from his cabinet. Armed and prepared, he slid under the bed, took out a book he had also retrieved from the cabinet, and began reading its contents in silence. After a full day—exactly 24 hours—Huang Long was still awake, reading the story without boredom. This was one of the abilities of his powerful bloodline; he rarely needed sleep or rest except in cases of extreme exhaustion.
"The protagonist is truly great; this story is a masterpiece! This kid's taste in stories isn't bad at all. It's been a while since I've read such a beautiful tale. This world, as I've noted from the memories, is not my original world. In my world, there was no mention of Royal and Imperial bloodline clans, but here, the illusion of the controllers exists. As the heir of the Qin bloodline and the Ying Clan, I carry a massive responsibility toward the nation. I am the candle that lights the clan, so I must persevere... Shhh, I hear a sound. Ha! Just as I expected, the criminal is coming."
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, accompanied by faint whispers. The room door opened, and two figures entered: a man and a woman. They stood frozen, staring at the empty bed.
"Liu He! Liu He!" the man said, his face flushed with rage.
"I... I killed him! I swear to you, sir, I killed him!" Liu He stammered. "No one has entered the pavilion since yesterday by my orders, Lord Fang."
"Then where is he?!" Ying Fang Chuan demanded. "How did his corpse vanish?!"
"I don't know, but you must be certain, sir, that I killed him. I am sure of it; I didn't leave the room until I made sure he had no breath left."
As they spoke, their focus diverted from the bed, a hand emerged from beneath it, clutching a pistol. Then... Boom! Boom!
Two bullets were fired from the pistol with clean precision. Each bullet found its mark in their heads. And just like that, simply and coldly, they were killed without ever understanding how, where, or why.
"This is how pests should be dealt with: with firmness, resolve, and precision in execution. Never give your enemy even a moment to breathe. Now, let's get out of here; my body is starting to stiffen."
Huang Long crawled out from under the bed and approached the two corpses, beginning to inspect them. Shortly after, he heard approaching footsteps. A knock came at his door, and a voice asked: "Sir, are you alright? May I enter?"
"Enter," Ling Tian said coldly.
The door opened, and five men dressed in black—Ling Tian's personal guards—stepped inside. The captain of the guards stood stunned for a moment: "Sir, this... this?... I truly knew they were plotting against you, my lord, but I see you've handled the matter yourself."
The captain continued, gesturing to his men: "You lot, two of you take each body and bury them."
Ling Tian looked at the captain and smiled; how he loved loyal, intelligent men!
"Well, I am a bit disappointed, Zhao. I readied my sword and knives for my enemies, but they weren't worth it. Once I confirmed they were the ones who poisoned me, I killed them both with a bullet to the head."
Guard Zhao replied, "Well done, my Noble Lord. But what I fear is that this kind of pest will multiply, and the assassination attempts will increase. Look, the enemy comes from within as well. I believe, my Noble Lord, that you must carry out a cleansing campaign within the clan. Today, the small sought to overthrow you, and I fear that tomorrow, someone greater and more dangerous will come."
Huang Long replied with a smile, "Don't worry, Zhao. How many confrontations are resolved simply by the trait of absolute self-confidence and certainty! In some crises, being confident is enough, and the problem resolves itself for the one destined, my friend. We do not flee from our destinies; we face them with a smile."
"Truly wise words, my Noble Lord. I hope your glory conquers the world one day," Captain Zhao replied with a clear smile.
"That day must come, my friend Zhao," Ling Tian answered.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed from the sky, coming from the horizon. Huang Long and Captain Zhao looked at each other in astonishment, then with a nod, they stepped outside the pavilion to witness a wondrous sight: the sky was raining white crystals like snow. They appeared immensely valuable, yet in such abundance, falling like a torrential downpour, they would not be rare for long.
"Sir, I have never seen anything so strange in my life. This is supernatural!"
Huang Long fell silent in wonder... Where had he seen this? It was as if he had experienced this moment somewhere before—a feeling like déjà vu flooding his memory.
Huang long and Guard Zhao approached the crystal shards on the ground, each picking up a piece to examine it. Suddenly, a mechanical voice rang in their heads:
[Ding!]
[Heaven Awaken World System Activated]
[Do you wish to enter the Heaven Awaken World?]