Following the memories in his mind, Long Aotian walked towards his home.
The novel spends a significant amount of time describing the story between the male and female protagonists.
As for Long Aotian's family situation, it is almost glossed over.
Since Long Aotian had traveled into this world, he didn’t have the original host’s memories.
He could only recall the corresponding plot from his mind.
In the story, it seemed to be mentioned that Long Aotian's personality became obsessive due to his parents' divorce.
However, according to the original text,
Long Aotian's father went out of his way to pull strings and spend money to get the aimless Long Aotian into a vocational college, just so he could continue his education.
From this, it was clear that Long Aotian's father actually cared deeply about him.
And in the ending of the novel, the reason Long Aotian failed
was partly because the plot demanded the antagonist's defeat,
and partly because his father, while trying to persuade him to turn over a new leaf and stop his wrongdoing, got into a car accident, which completely shattered Long Aotian.
Lost in thought, Long Aotian had already returned to the courtyard.
Though it was called a courtyard, it was actually just an old rental building.
Opening the door, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes immediately hit him.
Entering the room,
the sound of snoring filled the air.
A middle-aged man lay asleep on the sofa, with a half-eaten plate of pig ears, a plate of peanuts, and two empty bottles of liquor on the table.
This was Long Aotian's father in the book, Long Batian, a butcher who also ran a meat stall in a nearby market.
Seeing this, Long Aotian sighed softly.
Indeed, in such an environment, it was no wonder the original Long Aotian had such a twisted personality.
"Dad, wake up, wake up..." He called out twice, but the old man didn’t stir.
Long Aotian had no choice but to help his father up. Fortunately, Long Aotian was strong, though it still took some effort to carry him into his room.
Returning to the living room, he opened the window, and the breeze helped dissipate the unpleasant smell.
Then Long Aotian rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.
After tidying up the living room,
he took a shower in the bathroom before heading back to his bedroom.
Turning on the light, he noticed a hundred-yuan bill lying on the bed.
Glancing back at his father's room, Long Aotian smiled slightly and then closed the door.
Lying on the bed, he held the hundred-yuan bill, examining it repeatedly.
Since he didn’t know how to return for now, he decided to make the most of this world and experience life anew.
While helping Hu Yuying change, he would also make some changes himself.
The original novel not only included the sweet romance between the male and female protagonists but also intertwined many entrepreneurial storylines.
These were things Long Aotian could take advantage of.
As he thought about this, Long Aotian drifted off to sleep.
The next morning,
his phone alarm rang.
Long Aotian turned it off, got up, washed up, and after glancing at his still-snoring father, he left the house.
At the entrance of the school cafeteria in the morning,
Li Qian looked at Hu Yuying standing there and asked, "Hu Yuying, what are you doing here?"
Hearing her voice, Hu Yuying looked up at Li Qian, recalling what Long Aotian had said to her yesterday.
She straightened her back and smiled, saying, "Li Qian, I’m waiting for someone."
Hu Yuying used to always hunch her back and lower her head, giving off a somewhat gloomy and melancholic vibe.
But now, standing tall and smiling directly at the other person, she seemed much more approachable.
At eighteen, this was an age that should be full of brightness.
"Waiting for someone?" Hu Yuying had just transferred to this school yesterday.
In class, aside from Li Qian and two other girls who had spoken to her, no one else had approached her.
Could it be...
Remembering how Hu Yuying had tutored Long Aotian during last night’s study session, Li Qian looked at her in surprise and said, "You’re not waiting for Long Aotian, are you?"
"Oh, Hu Yuying, have you forgotten what I told you?"
"Long Aotian is unpredictable. When he’s in a good mood, he’s fine, but when he’s not, even a passing dog might get slapped."
"You should keep some distance from him."
Having been classmates with Long Aotian for over two years, Li Qian naturally knew him better than Hu Yuying, who had just transferred in.
The memories of Long Aotian’s past fights and brawls still felt fresh.
"No, he’s not as bad as you say."
"He’s actually quite nice."
Thinking about how Long Aotian had stood up for her yesterday, protected her as his little follower, bought her food, and helped her change...
Hu Yuying truly didn’t think Long Aotian was as terrible as people made him out to be.
Even though he often joked about hitting her, he never actually did.
Seeing Hu Yuying defend Long Aotian, Li Qian rolled her eyes. "Don’t be fooled by his looks. Sure, he’s tall and handsome, but think about why everyone in class is scared of him!"
"Why even Wang Shuo is afraid of him? We’re in our final year of high school. Don’t let him ruin your studies and throw away your future."
"Mm, I understand." Hu Yuying knew Li Qian meant well, but she trusted her own judgment.
When no one else stood up for her, it was Long Aotian who had stepped in.
Even if everyone else feared him and said he was bad, she couldn’t bring herself to say a single bad word about him.
Maybe Long Aotian had left a bad impression on others, but she knew how he treated her.
Li Qian sighed helplessly. "Well, I’m heading to the cafeteria now."
"Okay." After saying this, Hu Yuying paused briefly, then added, "See you in class."
Hearing this, Li Qian, who had already walked away, turned back and smiled at Hu Yuying. "See you in class."
Seeing Li Qian’s smile, Hu Yuying felt her mood lighten inexplicably.
A relaxed smile naturally appeared on her face.
"Talking to people isn’t as hard as you thought, right?"
Hearing this voice, Hu Yuying turned around in delight. When she saw it was indeed Long Aotian, her smile became even more radiant. "Long Aotian."
As soon as she said this, she realized—had Long Aotian been here all along? Did he overhear her conversation with Li Qian?
She glanced at Long Aotian secretly, trying to see if he was angry.
"What are you overthinking? Do I look like the petty type to you?" Seeing Hu Yuying’s furtive expression, Long Aotian knew exactly what was going through her simple little mind.
Besides, Li Qian wasn’t entirely wrong.
If he hadn’t traveled into this world, following the original novel’s plot, Hu Yuying would probably have been too scared to even look at him, cowering in fear...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
