Amidst the verdant mountains and forests, a tranquil environment prevailed.
The forest was lush and green, with sunlight filtering through the treetops, casting dappled shadows.
The mountains rose in a succession of emerald peaks, while clouds billowed like a churning sea, creating a picturesque landscape.
March was the season for peach blossoms, and nestled in the depths of the ancient forest, a mountain peak revealed a scene of idyllic beauty!
“Chirp chirp～”
In the early morning, Luo Chen awoke from his sleep, feeling a chill.
Still groggy, he fumbled around beside him, but found no trace of the figure that had been meditating there.
He didn't insist, instead sprawling out where he was resting, then opening his eyes to gaze at the familiar ceiling beams.
“A year already…”
That’s right, he had transmigrated!
He had been in this world for a year now, and Luo Chen had gradually become accustomed to life here, as well as to his “cohabitation” with the Sect Leader Sister.
They were indeed living together, sharing their meals and lodgings.
However, Sect Leader Sister had reached the “Pi Gu” realm, and therefore did not need to eat.
She could even survive in harsh environments devoid of air and water!
It could be said that she was someone who lived beyond the mortal realm… or perhaps “sword immortal” or “fairy” would be more fitting descriptions.
He turned over.
Although there was no longer any warmth beside him, the familiar and intense aroma lingered, like a fragrant aura.
But don't get any wrong ideas. Although Luo Chen and Sect Leader Sister shared a room, he was at most only slightly better than a certain hero from the Condor Trilogy.
While his sleeping area wasn't lacking for bedding and such, these were all his own belongings, while Sect Leader Sister still meditated in the evenings, but she didn't avoid him or distance herself.
As for anything else?
Don't even think about it. Take a look at the gap in their fighting strength. Although Luo Chen had been training under Sect Leader Sister for a year.
Even if he were a once-in-a-century prodigy, even if he spent another few decades cultivating, he would still likely not be a match for Sect Leader Sister. Simply because she was—
The God Slayer!
The God Slayer, as the name suggests, was a being who could kill deities, devour their souls, and obtain divine powers.
No matter how talented, how long you cultivated, no one could possibly win against such a being. Therefore, she was known as the “King”!
She was not someone who could be dealt with through techniques, spells, or strategies and traps.
Human power was meaningless in the face of deities, therefore, the ability to become a God Slayer was not a natural talent, not hard work, not lineage, not destiny, but—
Miracle or great fortune!
Only a human being who transcended the impossible, who could even slay “gods,” could become a God Slayer.
After all, having obtained divine power, in a way, God Slayers were also practically “gods” themselves, beyond the reach of mortal strength.
And Sect Leader Sister was the God Slayer of the Heavenly Dynasty in this world, as well as the Leader of the Martial Alliance, the Sect Leader of the “Five Prisons Holy Sect,” the Martial King, the most fearsome and wicked figure who reigned supreme over martial arts.
And not just in terms of strength, Sect Leader Sister's cuteness also surpassed countless beauties!
Although she was a bit narcissistic, she possessed absolute power and beauty, a near-perfect being.
It would be a lie to say Luo Chen wasn’t smitten with such a Sect Leader Sister, but so far, he had only reached the level of a knee pillow.
There was no way. Sect Leader Sister was virtuous, self-disciplined, and unworldly, and naturally wouldn’t do anything improper.
However, she didn’t treat him casually or neglectfully, but genuinely cared for him as family.
This could be seen from her sharing a room with him, and occasionally even allowing him to use her as a knee pillow.
It should be noted that she was even more powerful and domineering towards others. Those who looked at her directly would have their eyes gouged out, and those who heard her voice would have their ears cut off as atonement.
“Whew～ Get up, or Sister will get angry later.”
He lay there in a daze for a while, then looked around the simple boudoir.
Besides his sleeping area, there was only an antique dressing table, a wardrobe, and a few other furnishings and necessities, some of which were provided for him.
The March morning was a bit chilly, but just thinking about Sect Leader Sister getting angry, Luo Chen, who had originally been reluctant to get up, immediately jolted, turned over, and quickly changed his clothes.
“Hmm, my hair’s gotten a little long.”
Without any hesitation, he sat down in front of Sect Leader Sister's dressing table, then looked at himself in the bronze mirror.
He had short, thick, black hair, handsome eyebrows and eyes, a face like jade, clear and gentle.
He raised his hand, propping his chin, and smiled slightly, instantly giving him a carefree and elegant look!
He had been transmigrated for a year, and he hadn't awakened any kind of cheat code or superpower, but he had gained good looks.
Even without dressing up, his graceful and charming demeanor and appearance were undeniable. He was definitely a handsome man who could captivate countless girls.
And also, while he didn't have any superpowers… or rather, he didn't know what his cheat code was yet, his body had been restored to the peak of youthful vigor.
Simply put, he had returned to his youthful prime, looking about sixteen years old!
What does it mean to “wake up every day and be struck by your own beauty”?
This is it. After combing his hair in front of the bronze mirror, Luo Chen picked up a wooden basin and went to the stream outside the backyard to wash up.
There was no way around it. Living in the depths of the ancient forest, although the scenery was beautiful, there was absolutely no access to the internet or cell phone signals. In fact, they didn't even have electricity, gas, or running water.
Even things like oil lamps and candles had only been available after he came.
Once he was finished, Luo Chen went to the front hall.
However, unlike the exceptionally tranquil atmosphere, the front hall felt rather solemn and quiet.
It wasn't that there was no one there, but rather that there were two people.
One sat on a chair with an air of authority, while the other knelt respectfully on the ground.
Despite the morning chill, the figure kneeling on the ground had a face as pale as paper and was sweating profusely. The eyes looking down were filled with fear and respect.
“Sister.”
He nodded.
Her face was cold, exquisite, and beautiful.
No matter how many times he had seen it, whenever Luo Chen went to Sect Leader Sister's side, he was always amazed by her beauty.
She was a beauty who could be described as peerless, with black hair that rivaled silk, and she wore a long Chinese-style gown with embroidered flowers in white.
The hem and sleeves were long and flowing, the thin gauze sashes were like fairy wings, and she wore flower-shaped ornaments in her ears and held a folding fan in her hand.
And when Luo Chen appeared, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease as if he had brought relief.
But without a word from Sect Leader Sister, the small figure kneeling on the ground didn't dare to move, but his heart felt a slight sense of relief.
This was a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a refined face and wearing jeans in the same shade as his black shirt.
Rather than calling him a boy, it would be more accurate to call him a cute “shouta”!
Lu Yinghua, Sect Leader Sister's personal disciple, was exceptionally gifted since childhood, and at such a young age, he already had extraordinary strength.
But at this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, badly injured, and in front of him were—
A pile of shattered fragments!