underground chamber
The expensive purple candlelight lit up the surroundings. There were few decorations in the huge underground secret room. It seemed simple, but the strange ice stone in the center was eye-catching.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue court robe was sitting cross-legged on the ice stone. He was wearing a golden spider belt around his waist.
The middle-aged man had a solemn expression. His eyebrows were as sharp as black swords, and he had a distinct aura of dominance.
At this moment, his eyes were closed and his breathing was slow. It was obvious that he was cultivating.
Suddenly, his body trembled.
He was awake.
When he opened his eyes, there was an indescribable complexity in his eyes, accompanied by the endless changes in his aura.
He no longer exuded the aura of a conqueror. In just a few seconds, he exuded the aura of an emperor who ruled the world, an old beggar who waited for death, a businessman who loved money and did not care about his life...
Countless strange auras surrounded him. In just a few seconds, the complicated aura on his body disappeared.
Even his domineering aura from before had disappeared. If it weren't for his expensive clothes and extraordinary face, others would only think that he was a passerby.
"As expected, it's still the same!"
After the middle-aged man calmed down, he placed his right knee on his right knee and supported his chin with his right palm as he pondered.
"The death of others is the end, but my death is not the end, but a new beginning!”
"How many times have I reincarnated?"
"I forgot. It's been too long, but I should have done it a dozen times.”
"The many names from the past will disappear with my past. This body's name is Huang Dongjie, so I'll be called Huang Dongjie from now on.”
Huang Dongjie held his chin as he thought. He looked at the candlelight burning on the stone shelf and fell into deep thought…
He remembered that his first life was on Earth. Because it was his first life, he remembered it very clearly. However, he was from the Republic of China.
Then, for some unknown reason, he transmigrated to the ancient times.
Because of his innate talent, he was doing quite well. He felt that he might not be able to go back to the Republic of China, so he was prepared to spend the rest of his life in this world.
In the end, he really died of old age. He thought that everything was over, but who knew that his soul would return to Earth to take over and be reborn.
However, he did not return to the Republic of China. Instead, he returned to the modern 21st century. He was very confused. This was completely different from what he had imagined. However, life had to continue, so he accepted the truth.
The new him had awakened a trash talent, which gave him a headache. Fortunately, he had learned medicine in ancient times, so he could eat in the modern world.
In the days that followed, he read novels, played games, and practiced medicine…He lived his life in a house.
Then, his soul went to another world to possess and be reborn.
It wasn't that he had a good life in every life, and there were times when he was unlucky.
Speaking of which, he had to talk about his natal talent. His natal talent could be a special ability, a divine power, or a cheat. As for what it was, it depended on luck.
This was because one's innate talent was random. Every reincarnation would randomly obtain one to three innate talents. There would definitely be innate talents, but whether or not one could obtain three innate talents depended on luck.
One's innate talent would not accumulate. This was because every time one died, everything they had obtained during their lifetime, other than their memories and knowledge, would be wiped clean.
In other words, he could at most have three innate talents in each life, and it was not something that he could have as soon as he was born.
It had to be awakened three days after the new students. In other words, the first three days of the new students were his critical period. Because of this, he had died several times before he could awaken.
The first time was when he possessed a crippled little beggar. Before he could awaken his innate talent, he was bullied to death by other beggars.
What left the deepest impression on him was that he had returned to the modern world, but it was a world that had mysteriously revived. He could not live for more than a day before he was glared to death by a terrifying ghost that passed by.
This was not much. The most unfortunate thing was that he was killed by his own innate talent.
Once, he awakened the Death Curse. Any creature within a hundred meters of him would die. In the end, he was killed by a long-range attack from a native.
sigh ~
It would be tiring to say too much!
Fortunately, such situations were rare. Most of the time, he could survive the three-day critical period and obtain his natal talent.
Although he would sometimes obtain a noob talent, with the knowledge he had accumulated over many lifetimes, even if he did not have a natal talent, he could still live as he wanted.
However, he was sick of it. He had been reincarnated for a long time. He had experienced everything that he should have experienced. He had been an emperor, a powerful minister, and a wealthy merchant...
The years had long since made him not have too much power and fame in his heart.
Reincarnations would not stop. He could not change that. He silently chose to keep a low profile.
"Since I'm here, I'll take it as it is. Although I don't know what my natal talent is in this life, I hope it's not too ridiculous.”
"My innate talent will only awaken in three days. I'll use this time to digest the memories of my original body.”
Huang Donglai scanned the secret room and learned a lot of information. He should be able to pass the three-day critical period. He closed his eyes and began to digest the original owner's memories.
It took him a whole day to digest the memories. This was also because he was not in a hurry. However, after he digested the memories, his head hurt.
"Damn, a prince with a large army in his hands is ambitious enough to rebel and become the emperor. This doesn't match my low profile.”
"Great Xia Empire, great grandmaster…His martial strength seems to be very high. Interesting..."
Although Huang Dongjie was a little troubled by the troubles brought by his identity, he was also interested.
After so many lifetimes, there were not many things that could interest him.
There was only one empire in this world, and that was the Great Xia Empire that Huang Dongjie was in.
It had been more than 800 years since the establishment of the Great Xia Empire. 800 years had turned the ferocious tiger of the Great Xia Empire into a sick tiger that had lost its claws and teeth.
On the surface, the Great Xia Empire had 20 continents, but in reality, it could not control seven continents. This caused the various major powers in the world to sharpen their swords and prepare for an opportunity.
Mingwu Kingdom in the east and Xuanyang Kingdom in the south were also training their troops in secret. They had been paying tribute to the emperor for so long. It would be a lie if they said they didn't hate him.
They had long wanted to get rid of the label of an affiliated kingdom. Unfortunately, their two countries did not have any martial grandmasters. Otherwise, they would not have been waiting for an opportunity until now.
The powers in the world were also divided into different levels-transcendental, top-notch, first-rate, second-rate…
There were six transcending powers, namely the Great Xia Empire, the Saint (Devil) Sect, the Celestial Master Sect, the Great Buddhist Temple, the Pavilion of Raindrops, and the Cloud Sea Sect.
The reason why they were transcending powers was because they all had martial grandmasters overseeing them.
There were twelve top-tier factions, and they would slowly appear in the future…
" Twenty continents in the world, and the four transcending powers have already divided up half of it. This is really..."
Huang Donglai was speechless. The Demonic Sect secretly controlled three continents, while the Celestial Master Sect controlled one continent. However, the Celestial Master Sect's branches were scattered all over the world.
The Cloud Ocean Sect kept a low profile, but they secretly controlled the two continents.
The Pavilion of Raindrops sounded nice, but it was a huge killing organization. Why would an assassin organization have such a name?
It was absurd to say that because every time their leader, Killer God Mo Wusheng, killed someone, it would rain. Over time, the name of the Pavilion of Raindrops was created.
The Pavilion of Raindrops was the only transcendental power that did not divide the land. It accepted money to do things, but it was bad at doing things after receiving money.
Once you accept the money, the Pavilion of Raindrops will not care who you are. The target will not rest until you die!
This also resulted in many officials of the Great Xia Empire dying at the hands of the Pavilion of Raindrops. However, for the sake of the so-called balance, the Great Xia Empire did not dare to act excessively against the Pavilion of Raindrops.
The most ruthless was the Great Buddhist Temple, which actually controlled five continents. Among them, the Ji Continent was controlled by the Great Buddhist Temple because of a sentence from an old monk.
What did he say?
Jizhou is fated with Buddhism!
Listen to this, what a domineering sentence. With just a sentence of fate, the Ji State would belong to the Great Buddhist Temple.
"As expected, no matter which world you go to, Buddhism is always unpleasant.”
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