"I am filled with deep malice towards this world that is about to be born! I'm determined to realize all the unfulfilled dreams of my previous life in this world!”
A certain someone secretly swore in his mother's stomach!
On December 9th, Year 46, the Third War of the Ninja Realm was in full swing. As the military force of the Country of Fire, almost all of the forces of the Ninja Village had been devoted to the battle at the border. The huge Muye seemed to be empty at the moment.
The commoners who occasionally walked past on the streets were in a hurry, and their eyes were filled with anticipation and worry when they glanced at the village entrance. From time to time, ninja convoys carrying supplies would set off in a hurry under the urging of the ninja leaders. There would be wounded people on the front line wailing as they were carried back by the medical ninjas.
"Ah…It hurts…"
In a ward of Muye Hospital, a woman's painful cry came out. Then, an anxious voice sounded,""Miss, use more strength. The head is already out. Hold on for a while longer!”
"Take a deep breath. Yes, take a deep breath.”Another voice.
……
" Wa…Wa…" The baby's cries finally rang out.
"It's a young master, miss!"
"Ah…Hurry up and let me see…"
In the house, the woman who had just given birth ignored her physical fatigue and happily took over the baby who was struggling and crying from the auntie who was dressed as a maid and coaxed him in a low voice. "Baby, from now on, you will be called the Heaven Holy Tree. Be good, don't cry anymore…"
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"Wahahaha…I'm finally out!”No one knew that what sounded like a baby's cry to others actually meant this.
"I've transmigrated, I've finally transmigrated! Son of a b * tch, I've finally transmigrated and been reborn!”The baby in the woman's arms, the Heaven Saint Tree, shouted.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary otaku. He envied the predecessors of transmigrators in novels. Unfortunately, the number of transmigrators was limited and he could not get a chance. Therefore, even if he had unlimited fantasies in his heart, he could only use the limited money in his pocket to stare blankly.
Therefore, he could only quietly stay in his small rented house and be a melancholy handsome man. He hid his fame and achievements and sincerely studied the nine techniques, thirty-six moves, one hundred and eight postures, and other peerless martial arts. He hoped that one day he would be able to learn them and put them to use.
However, the weather was unpredictable, and people had good fortune and bad fortune. He was almost 30 years old, and he was still lamenting that his life had passed like this. He did not expect that the stone bench that he accidentally scraped at the entrance of the courtyard when he helped his friend move was actually an inheritance left behind by a powerful wizard from ancient times.
Ancient Wizards were the wise men and protectors of the ancient human tribes. They were the pursuers of the mysteries of the world. They had mysterious powers. They were the decisive forces that allowed the ancient human tribes to survive the hunting of carnivorous beasts and eventually occupy the dominant position in the Hundred Clans Competition during the primitive era. Every wizard in the human tribe was like a modern nuclear weapon. They protected the tribe and deterred the other races. At the same time, they were the guides of the development of the tribe with their profound knowledge and outstanding wisdom.
Unfortunately, time had changed. Countless years had passed, and the real wizards had gradually disappeared into the vast dust of history after a few drastic changes in the world. Only a portion of the knowledge of herbs was left behind, and their power had become a legend.
It was unknown which Magus had left this stone stool on the stone pillar, and for some reason, it had broken and fallen into disarray. The strange runes had been used as decorations and were directly polished into stone stools, which was why it had been preserved until now. It had been contaminated by someone's blood and activated the inheritance information, which had been transmitted to someone's soul.
A certain someone who had read countless online novels had the idea of making a fortune in silence. He deliberately delayed it until evening and quietly moved the stone stool back to his rented nest. He fantasized about leaving the loser team, becoming tall, rich, and handsome, marrying a fair, rich, and beautiful woman, and walking towards the peak of life.
However, he did not expect that the ancient wizards were all mighty people who could control the sun and moon. Even if it was an unremarkable inheritance, even if it had been lost for countless years and its power was almost exhausted, it was not something that the weak body of a single otaku who played with himself every day could withstand.
Therefore, a certain someone, who was filled with joy and even deliberately turned on the computer with trembling hands to order an episode of Naruto to force himself to calm down, cut his palm with a knife according to the message sent to him by the stone stool after it was stained with blood. He covered the strange stripes that were faintly visible on the stone stool and pressed it on the " witch " shaped bulge in the middle.
Then, the word " witch " and the connected stripes glowed with a blood-red light. It flowed into his body through his bleeding palm and then covered his entire body. The otaku felt his body's strength continuously increase and was so excited that he almost cried out. Then, a vast invisible power carried countless information into the depths of his soul, instantly causing his brain to crash.
Then, without him knowing, the stone stool turned into ashes, and his entire body was enveloped in a bloody light. The thick blood qi kept soaring, and his entire person was like a balloon that had been inflated. He was desperately compressed by an invisible force, and then expanded by the soaring blood qi.
Finally, at a certain moment, the blood essence could no longer be compressed back.
"Boom…"
With a loud bang, the rented house that someone was in turned into ashes, leaving only a faint sigh.
When he woke up again, he was already in his mother's stomach, a fetus that was still being nurtured. At first, he was terrified. He realized that although he could not open his eyes, he could visualize his soul and sense the situation of his mother. After realizing that she was still a developing fetus, she was extremely excited.
"Transmigration and rebirth, this must be transmigration and rebirth! Moreover, it's Soul Piercing!"
"It's just that I don't know if I've transmigrated to another world or if I've returned to the past. How good would it be if I returned to the past! The girls that I missed in the past, countless beautiful female celebrities from home and abroad, and the financial tide, wahahaha…I'm going to be rich!”
He fell into a deep sleep.
When he regained consciousness again, he finally calmed down. He was also very puzzled as to why he had transmigrated. At the same time, he was very curious about his own state. After trying it several times, he finally discovered that there was a faintly discernible "witch" word hidden in the depths of his soul.
After sleeping for a few times, he finally knew that it was the inheritance of the ancient wizards on the stone stool. There was no way he could not sleep. His body was still growing, and his soul was not compatible. He really did not have much spirit. Most importantly, he finally understood why he had transmigrated.
To put it bluntly, he was stuffed to death by the power of the inheritance!
Ancient legacies not only passed down knowledge, but also power. However, in ancient times, there was an abundance of spiritual energy in the world. People's bodies were well nourished, and most people's bodies were well trained and developed, allowing them to withstand a lot of power. However, modern people were extremely weak because they did not have spiritual energy to nourish them. They could not withstand the legacies at all. Even if most of the energy had been lost, someone's body would still explode. Even the protective measures set up by the ancient Magus could not suppress it. In the end, he could only use the core "witch" charm to wrap his soul and enter a random space-time to reincarnate.
A certain someone who understood the situation was sweating profusely, but he soon calmed down. Having read countless novels, he naturally understood how precious time in his mother's womb was. He immediately began to train his soul according to the special method of cultivating the soul that the word "witch" had taught him in the depths of his soul. This method could only be practiced in the mother's womb. It was a special method created by sorcerers who specialized in soul cultivation for reincarnation. It could allow the reincarnated person to retain the memories of their previous life and not lose their memories or even die prematurely because the fetus's body could not accommodate the power of the soul.
Because the fetus he had thrown himself into had not yet given birth to his own soul fluctuation, he did not have to worry about the compatibility between his soul and his body. Furthermore, the mother's womb was the most nourishing period for the soul. The current cultivation was different from the previous inheritance where power was directly injected. With the "Witch" word suppressing the soul, there was no need to worry about the soul power exploding the physical body.
Moreover, cultivating in the mother's womb was not only beneficial to the development of the fetus, but it could also feed back to the mother. Originally, the birth of a fetus was completely dependent on the absorption of nutrients from the mother. During the pregnancy, the fetus breathed in the innate qi in the mother's fetus, which was completely transformed by the placenta. However, the cultivation technique he cultivated allowed him to absorb the power of nature through the mother to nourish his soul. The power of nature would naturally nourish the mother through the mother.
He had thought that the technique would be very difficult, but he had not expected it to be so easy. His soul power gradually spread out…he could sense his mother's body and skin, until he felt a gentle energy from the outside world…it was guided by his soul power into his mother's body, wrapping around his soul and nourishing it…this feeling was very wonderful.
After cultivating, a certain someone realized that the time he slept was gradually decreasing. Moreover, the growth of his soul power made his ability to sense the mother stronger and stronger.
Finally, after the fetus was fully formed, he could sense the mother's physical condition. He was surprised to find that there was a kind of energy flowing in the mother's body at times, sometimes intense and sometimes slow. Sometimes, he could even feel the discomfort caused by the mother's violent movements. However, usually after that, the mother would use this energy to nourish him in the womb.
"It should be a world where one can cultivate. I just don't know what this energy is.”The guy in his mother's womb secretly guessed and then practiced with all his might because he could feel that when the power was flowing intensely, his mother's emotions were very anxious. This state lasted the most, indicating that the situation outside was very bad. Even his pregnant mother had to carry out dangerous actions.
" F * ck, I can't even have peace in my mother's womb. Wait until I go out and f * ck you to death…" A certain someone cursed inwardly.
After a while, his soul power and the energy that could be attached to his mother's body sensed what it touched.
He was surprised to find out that his mother used this energy to sense the condition of others 'bodies and even heal their injuries. There were a few times when his mother exhausted the energy in her body to heal others, causing her body to be in a very bad condition. He had no choice but to stop cultivating and absorb all the natural energy to recover his mother's body.
"It's too dangerous. Mother is obviously a doctor, but is this world at war?”He admired his mother, whom he had never met, for being so dedicated. He did not care much about her behavior that might cause him to die young. Moreover, he had sensed the physical condition of the injured many times. Even if he had never experienced it before, he knew that only in war would there be so many tragic injuries.
However, there was always something to gain. Sensing the physical condition of the wounded also gave him a very deep understanding of the body of the people in this world. He also had a deep understanding of the use and changes of the power in his mother's body. After all, the wounded also had this kind of power. Although the nature was not the same, he was sure that it was the same type of energy because his body also produced a wave of energy.
Yes, his body began to produce a milky-white energy. It was different from the mother's energy. His energy carried more tolerance and nourishment. He vaguely knew that after his body was fully formed, his soul had been nourished for a period of time. After absorbing the power of nature to nourish his soul, traces of milky-white energy had begun to grow in his fully developed cells. Although it was very little, it was indeed there. Moreover, it was slowly increasing and condensing into strands, then continuously merging into his still-growing cells, and so on…
Time slowly passed, and his mother was still desperately trying to save others. However, a certain someone, who felt that the time of his birth was approaching, had no choice but to move a few times in his mother's womb in order to be born safely. The intense pain made his mother finally stop. Not long after that, he felt a sense of rejection from the mother's body. It was as if there was a force from the outside world pulling him out.
"Finally, it's time to be born. I've been waiting so long that I can't wait anymore."
"This world, here I come…"
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