Long Country, Tangdong Market.
The sky was blue and the clouds were white, and the summer sun was like fire.
On the crowded street, a young man in a high school uniform was slowly walking forward.
The youth looked to be only eighteen years old, but his eyes were filled with endless vicissitudes.
His deep eyes seemed to be able to cross history and see through everything in the world.
He stopped and stood under a thousand-year-old scholar tree, appearing to have experienced much of the vicissitudes of life.
"Who would've thought that I, the esteemed Purple Sun Immortal Emperor, Ye Qiu, who've dominated the world for a hundred thousand years, would actually possess the body of an ordinary youth after my soul was seized and reborn?"
"During the 20 years in the Republic of China, I have been sleeping soundly in Zhongnan Mountains. I didn't expect that after this awakening, the present world has been the 21st century."
"I can't live forever for a hundred thousand years. How could I lose all my martial arts skills and become a poor boy without a father and a good-for-nothing?"
Thinking of the college entrance examination in two months, the young man suddenly became speechless.
No one knew that this 18-year-old teenager in Senior Three had grown up for a hundred thousand years.
"After that, he shot the sun and traveled around the country with Confucius and Zhou."
He used to be a friend of Su Dongpo and a brother of Li Bai!
He used to be the emperor's tutor of Qin Shihuang, and he used to call Gao father Liu Bang his brother.
He had seen the great seas turn into mulberry fields, and he had seen the great mountains turn into plains as well!
In the flood of history, Ye Qiu was everywhere, but no one knew about his existence.
The Cosmos was like the sleeves of a sleeve. Dressed in embroidered clothes, Ye Qiu seemed to be an invisible figure of history as he shuttled through different spacetimes.
It was not until 20 years ago when the Republic of China did Ye Qiu feel tired. She reclused herself in Zhongnan Mountains and fell into eternal sleep.
From then on, he had a eighty-year dream.
"If it wasn't for that youngster whose name was the same as my name in the mortal world, also known as Ye Qiu, who accidentally barged into the Valley of Deities of Zhongnan Mountain, I would probably still be in a deep sleep until the end of the world."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh as she thought of the youth who had accidentally fallen off a cliff and died.
A cold soul that hadn't died for a hundred thousand years had completely merged with the remnant soul of a high-leveled youth in the 21st century. From then on, there was no distinction between the two of us.
From this moment on, the youth was not only the Eternal Immortal Ye Qiu, he was also the downtrodden student of the third year of high school, Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, don't worry. Since I've taken your body, I'll be you, and you'll be me from now on."
"Ye Qiu, I will help you fulfill your long-cherished wish for the university entrance examination and enter the university that you're most envious of."
"Ye Qiu, I will help you complete the rest of your life. As an ordinary youth, I will return to the mortal world and experience the joys, angers, sorrows, and joys of the mortal world."
Ye Qiu continued to move forward. As she saw the high-rise buildings around her and the traffic, the vicissitudes in her eyes became more and more apparent.
Eternal life didn't die, eternal life. This was a blessing, as well as a burden.
Goddess Nuwa, Pangu, Fuxi, Qin Shihuang, Li Bai, Zhuge Liang...
In the rolling wheels of history, the friends he used to be familiar with finally turned into the dust of time and no longer existed.
"I don't see the ancients in the past, and I don't see you in the future. I miss heaven and earth..."
In history, Ye Qiu had tried all sorts of methods, attempting to die, but was unable to succeed.
Only that senior three student, whose name was the same as Ye Qiu's, still had a trace of his soul before he died. Only then did a crack appear in Ye Qiu's Dao-heart.
Dao heart, Demon Seed!
At this moment, Ye Qiu's soul, which had been covered in dust for a hundred thousand years, began to develop a faint trace of internal devils. It was as if a cluster of bewitching flames were dancing.
Ye Qiu immediately understood that her inner demons had been born, and she had to enter the outside world once more. On behalf of that youth with the same name and surname, she had to spend a hundred years on his behalf.
In this way, Ye Qiu was able to sever karma with the Intellectual Sword. From then on, her merits would be fulfilled, and she would not be able to jump out of the Five Elements, outside of the cycle of reincarnation!
"In this life, I returned to 18 years old and entered Samsara as a senior high school student."
"In this life, I will slay all three of my Three Corpses. In this life, I will leave no regrets behind."
"In this life, I will shatter the void, step back into the starry sky, and wander in the universe!"
Ye Qiu stared at them as he walked. His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time, as though he could tear through all of history and reminisce back to the ancient times.
100,000 years was like water.
It turned out that it had already been 100,000 years before he knew it!
The sun shone through the leaves of the thousand-year-old scholar tree on the street and landed on the white-haired old man under the tree, turning into a mottled age with the wind.
"The kid from a hundred years ago has already aged to such an extent?"
"A thousand years ago, I inadvertently planted the little locust tree, but it seems that it can't live for more than a few years."
As if sensing Ye Qiu's gaze, the hundred-year-old old man under the old locust tree slowly raised his head.
"You... are?"
Hong!
When he saw Ye Qiu's face clearly, the old man's eyes widened, and they were filled with shock.
In a flash, a memory from a hundred years ago emerged in the old man's mind.
At that time, the old man was only seven years old. He was just a little beggar and almost starved to death on the street.
He was a kind-hearted teenager. He asked the little beggar to take care of the old locust tree and gave him a gold ingot as a reward.
Relying on this gold ingot, the little beggar survived and lived to a hundred years old from then on.
For the past hundred years, the old man had been waiting under the old scholar tree every day, waiting for the youth's return.
However, after a hundred years, the benefactor had never shown up. Spring and Spring had come, and flowers had bloomed and fell.
How many hundred years could a person live for in a hundred years?
"Benefactor, it's him, he's our benefactor!"
The old man was very excited. He knew that his benefactor, whom he had waited for a hundred years, had finally appeared in the human world.
But she had waited for a hundred years. Her benefactor was still so young, but the little beggar a hundred years ago was more than a hundred years old. He was dying of old age.
While the old man was in a daze and in a state of shock, Ye Qiu had already disappeared into the sea of people.
...
Ye Qiu continued to move forward. Under the willow tree at the corner of the street, a young girl who was waving her sword in the wind attracted his attention.
The young lady was extremely beautiful. Her head of beautiful hair scattered down like clouds. Even though she didn't put on any makeup, her every frown and smile was exuding a temptation that could topple nations.
However, what caught Ye Qiu's attention wasn't the girl's beauty, but the three-foot long sword in her hands.
"Two thousand years ago, my nominal disciple named Ganjiang Sword, a Dragon Spring Sword, was used by a young girl who didn't know any martial arts to waste such a precious treasure?" Ye Qiu kept shaking her head, a little speechless.
"How dare you! Miss Ouyang is a warrior with the initial success of external strength. In the future, with the surge of her Genuine Qi, she can gather internal strength. How dare you say that she doesn't know martial arts?" The burly bodyguard standing aside was furious.
"I don't want anyone to interrupt me when I practice. Please drive me away!" The girl continued to practice her swordplay. Her voice was as pleasant as a lark's, but her tone was indifferent.
"Did you hear me? I told you to get lost!"
"You're just like an ant. How dare you disturb Miss Ouyang Xue's sword practice! You're courting death!"
"The First Miss is the campus belle of Tang Dongyi High School. There are countless young men chasing after her. This guy probably wants to attract the First Miss' attention."
A few bodyguards were talking about it, their eyes full of arrogance. They clenched their fists and made crackling sounds. They looked at Ye Qiu with unkind eyes.
"It's a Dragon Spring Sword from the period of the Warring States. It's been used for a random dance."
"A set of well-established Yue Maiden Swordsmanship was simply altered, and even the movements were incomplete."
"If the "Warrior Sage" Situ Xuankong knew this, he would definitely be so angry that he would spit out three liters of blood and die."
Ye Qiu stood with her hands behind her back. After saying these words, she left quietly alone.
Only the young girl stood there with a graceful posture and was in a state of rage.
"You bastard, how dare you say that my Yue Maiden sword skill is rubbish?"
Crack!
The long sword turned into a cold light and split a big stone in half, but it still could not cover Ouyang Xue's anger.
"Young Miss, please don't be mad at him. He's just spouting nonsense. He's just trying to flirt with you."
"That guy is wearing the school uniform of Tang Dongyi High School. He looks like a senior high school student like Miss Tang."
"Later, when it's class time, let's go to the school and block the gate. I'll kill him!"
Several bodyguards were eager to fight, and their eyes were full of fierce light.
...
Half an hour later, Ye Qiu appeared at the gate of Tang Dongyi High School.
On the BMW X6 in the distance, a sexy and fashionable beauty in a short skirt, wearing high heels, walked down gracefully.