“Wu Que, Wu Que,” a soft, beautiful voice called, echoing in his ears. Wang Lianhua gradually woke from his unconscious state. The experience of being the "Little Bee" of the martial arts world in his previous life caused him to instinctively go on the defensive.
He heard a soft gasp. Wang Lianhua felt a familiar sensation in his hand, and he attempted to look to the side. On the edge of the rosewood bed, a woman in palace attire, who appeared to be about twenty years old, was blushing and staring at him in shock. Her features were stunningly beautiful, like an untouchable celestial maiden from a divine palace. Yet, his right hand was pressed against her chest, and then, unconsciously, he gave it a squeeze.
“Ah!” The woman exclaimed, clearly startled by his audacious behavior. She slapped his hand away and cried out, “Wu Que, what are you doing?!” Her voice was innocent and childish, like a young girl playfully teasing her lover. It was incredibly charming.
The moment he woke, Wang Lianhua knew he wasn't in his original world. Otherwise, how could there be a woman who dared to appear before him? He tried to call out to his system, but received no response. The woman before him was his only source of information, but he had just harassed her. Even with his thick skin, he felt a little embarrassed.
The woman composed herself, seemingly believing that his actions were unintentional. However, as a woman who had never been touched by a man before, she still blushed, her breath warm against his ear. "Wu Que, how do you feel now? Don’t blame your master for punishing you. She’s, she’s…" She seemed to hesitate, struggling for words. “Your master is doing this for your own good. The world is in chaos now. If you don’t diligently cultivate, how will you protect yourself?”
Wang Lianhua was a bit confused, wondering to himself that he had a master in this life, and it seemed there was more than one. However, having been reborn twice, he had some experience with transmigration and followed her lead. “Wu Que understands. Wu Que doesn’t blame Master. Wu Que will definitely cultivate diligently from now on!”
The woman stared at his face for a long time, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She rose, tucked in his covers, and patted his head softly. “Get some rest.” She turned and left.
Wang Lianhua noticed that the woman’s gown dragged on the ground, but she clearly had a disability, relying on her superb lightness skills to move. As he looked up, her left hand was hidden within a flowing cloud sleeve, and he could only see her right arm, as clear and jade-like as a precious stone.
“She’s really beautiful,” he murmured, stroking his chin as he savored the memory of the touch. He had lived two lifetimes. In his first, he was a single, zhai nan (宅男), but in his second, he was the invincible Demon King of the martial arts world, Wang Lianhua, who ruled with his iron rod, having seen many things. Yet, a woman of this caliber, with this kind of aura, was rare. Unconsciously, he whispered, “Want to…”
Lowering his gaze to inspect his young body, he sighed, shaking off the inappropriate thought and secretly scorned himself. He adjusted his sleeping position. Having experienced the pain of transmigration once before, he tried to sort through his memories. With a "boom" in his head, he fell unconscious as familiarly as before.
He saw a sea of green hills and blue water, with a group of people surrounding a couple. He seemed to be in a warm embrace. Judging by the angle, the person holding him was young, shaking uncontrollably, but the childish hands holding him were steadfastly determined. He heard sobbing above him, but there were no tears, only red drops falling onto his eyes, turning his vision blood-red!
The scene shifted. A weathered man with a rugged face held him and laughed loudly, “Heaven has shown mercy and blessed me, Lu Teng Kong, with a son!”
Another shift. The sounds of roosters crowing, dogs barking, and the incessant clamor of battle filled the air. The man's face was heavy with worry. He went to a luxurious carriage, ignoring the corpses on the ground, and carried a child from inside, placing him within.
Finally, he was lying in the carriage. Through the carriage curtain, ruffled by the breeze, he saw a woman in white, like a celestial maiden descending from heaven. She held a child in her hand and was arguing with the woman who had just gone out. On the segment of her jade-like arm that was exposed, countless bloodstains dotted the surface.
After a while, he recovered and mumbled, "Interesting." He had transmigrated into an even more chaotic martial arts world.
In this world, the Mongol tribes were constantly warring amongst themselves in the far west, leaving the Ru Yang wang fu (王府) to conquer the zhong yuan (中原). The Manchu tribes replaced the Ming dynasty, and the young emperor Kangxi was struggling to establish his rule, with Ao Bai’s treacherous rebellion within and Wu San Gui's mercenary forces defying him outside. The Ming general Zheng Chenggong led the remaining Ming forces back to Taiwan, calling himself Southern Ming! The Song Dynasty, relying on its natural defenses and Guo Jing's steadfast defense of Xiangyang, was barely holding on. The Jin and Liao dynasties lurked outside, ready to pounce. In the martial arts world, Zhang Sanfeng had retreated from the world and was seeking enlightenment on Mount Wudang. The Sun Moon Sect, the Ming Sect, and the various righteous sects were locked in endless disputes, creating a world filled with danger and excitement!
As for the identity of his current body, it was “Wu Que Gongzi (公子)," one of the protagonists in the story "The Twin Swords," Hua Wu Que. However, according to his memories, it seemed that things weren’t as simple as that.
“Now’s not the time to think about these things. Restoring my strength and preserving my life are top priorities!” Hua Wu Que sat cross-legged and began to cultivate according to the methods he remembered.