Chapter 1, That Moment of Reincarnation

Ye Nantian was utterly perplexed. He had finally awaited his son's awakening, only to be met with the words, "Call me when it's time to eat." Fortunately, Ye Yang appeared to be in good health, showing no signs of any issues.

How did you sleep

This is your cousin Ye Shuang, the second branch of the Ye family lineage. Whether the Ye family can make a remarkable impression at this Fire God Ceremony depends on you two brothers

In 2015, the Shaanxi Province Xianyang Museum welcomed a batch of extremely precious unearthed cultural relics, as the tomb of Liu Bang, the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty, finally came to light, with a large number of artifacts from two thousand years ago being transported into the museum

A group of police officers drew their guns, each holding their breath as they looked at the storage room, where something had happened

... ...

The gunfire erupted, yet the young man showed no fear at all. With a light shout, a faint blue aura appeared before him, deflecting all the bullets with a series of "bang bang bang" sounds

The long-necked crane lamp, the tiger-striped scholar's chair, and the carved octagonal table, all of which should be classified as first-level protected cultural relics, yet I find myself amidst them now

Ye Yang was in a daze, as if trapped in a nightmare. The sound of laughter, like silver bells, echoed in his ears. He saw the droplets of tears on the green bamboo leaves and heard the cries of slaughter from the battlefield, yet he was unaware that his fate had changed at that very moment

Ye Yang gazed at the ancient sword in the transparent display case in the distance, and surprisingly, he could faintly see a pale blue moonlight sheen shimmering on the edge of the sword, even though there was no moon in the night.

Ye Nantian stood upright, his robe sleeves sweeping as he became imposing, and said in a deep voice: "Batian, take a day to rest today. Tomorrow morning is the Fire God Ceremony for the younger generation of the family, and you must attend. All the hopes of the Ye family have been placed entirely on you!"

Ye Yang silently lamented, this gift of an old fruit is indeed quite substantial

Uncle Da, you are too polite, it is only right!

Then, after attaining immortality, what should one do next

The ancient sword and the books emitted countless beams of light, instantly engulfing Ye Yang's body. Meanwhile, the strange young man had already soared into the air, his hand outstretched, with currents of air swirling around him. In just a moment, the entire museum was reduced to mere specks of dust, completely obliterated.

Ye Yang, the head of the security department at the Xi'an City Museum, is currently 21 years old. He enlisted at the age of 17 and has two years of experience as a special forces soldier. His face is chiseled and resolute, with slightly raised sword-like eyebrows, and his deep black eyes conceal something that is difficult to comprehend.

In the world, practitioners seek nothing but longevity

Bang

Ye Yang appeared as if granted a great pardon, nodding repeatedly: "Mm, go ahead!"

The next morning, Ye Yang woke up early. After getting dressed, Ye Nantian appeared with another young man.

Xiao Xiyu said: "Father, Ziyu seems to be affected by a serious illness and has lost some of his memories; he doesn't even know who we are..."

The roof of the museum was pierced, and countless shards of shattered glass fell, crashing down in a chaotic manner. The immense impact effortlessly tore through the bulletproof layer of the storage room, leaving the interior in disarray.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang finally woke up and murmured, "Where am I"

Ye Nantian turned and exited the door, leaving only Ye Yang and his two beautiful concubines behind

The elderly museum curator, with a beaming face, carefully wiped away the dust from the packaging box and exclaimed, "At last, the most precious burial site of the Han Dynasty has been unearthed"

The cold wind rushed in, howling fiercely, and everyone could see that it was actually a young man dressed in a black robe, with long hair and a stern expression, gazing indifferently at the crowd

Pfft

My lord, you have finally awakened

Well, I know!

Ye Yang opened his eyes in confusion: "The Fire God Ceremony?"

Ye Yang gazed out at the still blue sky and suddenly realized that he had traversed through time

Then Qing and * the * book, with a cold expression, looked into Ye Yang's eyes and said softly: "Go back and love her completely once more"

Yes, uncle

The officers were completely taken aback; they had never encountered such a situation in their lifetime

Ye Yang suddenly found himself in a dream, holding a warm and soft beauty in his arms. This feeling could not possibly be a dream, but if it is not a dream, how can everything around him be explained

At this moment, the young man finally turned his gaze towards Ye Yang, a bitter smile appearing on his face as he said in a deep voice: "I... have finally found you. I have waited too long for this day!"

What is most astonishing is that this young man is actually floating in the air. He steps forward, each step taken with such depth, treading upon the void, creating ripples of blue. This is truly beyond comprehension

One of the blue-clad women chuckled and said, "My dear, I am Xiao Xiyu. How could you not recognize me?"

The old curator said in a deep voice: "The true tomb of Liu Bang has been unearthed, and I have heard that many envious individuals are already stirring. In half an hour, the municipal public security bureau will dispatch 20 officers to stand guard here. Your task is to ensure the safety of this batch of cultural relics tonight; there must be absolutely no mistakes!"

The stout man exclaimed, "Batian, I am your father, Ye Nantian. How could you not recognize me?"

Yes, you will naturally know tomorrow. Have a good rest, and I will call you for dinner!

Ye Yang's mind was flooded with countless thoughts, but he ultimately decided that since he had arrived in this world, he would accept his circumstances and slowly seek a way back. His first priority was to survive in this world, to eat well and dress warmly. Thus, he said to the fat man, "Is there nothing else to do? Then let me rest for a while; call me when it's time to eat."

... ...

The young man lunged forward, and a sword struck down like a flash of lightning

Beneath the vast sky, lightning tears through the heavens - the image is one of chaos, as dark clouds roll in and a hurricane rages. On the winding mountain road, five fully armed and vigilant vehicles race by at breakneck speed, heading straight for the city.

Bang

... ...

The clock ticked incessantly, striking at Ye Yang's heart, making him feel increasingly uneasy. He looked up at the pitch-black night sky, his sword-like brows furrowing in tension

Ye Yang strode into the hall and asked, "Has the area been cleared?"

Fatty, who are you?!" Ye Yang was furious

The police captain stepped forward and shouted in a voice filled with trepidation: "You... who exactly are you? Put down the artifacts immediately, or we will open fire!"

Ye Yang glanced at Xiao Xiyu, then at Xiao Lianxiang. The two young women were dressed only in thin gauze garments, their figures graceful, with peaks and valleys that were both striking and delicate, evoking admiration.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang pushed away the two women in his arms and said, "It seems that I... have forgotten something. Who are you two?"

Father

The old curator stepped forward and said with a smile, "Ye Yang, thank you for your hard work on this trip"

The two women also looked at Ye Yang. Finally, Xiao Lianxiang suddenly blushed and said, "My husband has just awakened today and is too weak. Shall we sisters... temporarily go to the side room to rest?"

The woman in red said, "My dear, after such a serious illness, you truly do not even recognize Xiao Lianxiang anymore?"

Ye Yang felt relieved; it was indeed the case that in his previous life he had been a solitary bachelor. Now, having crossed over, he had acquired two beautiful concubines. Such fortune was truly not something that ordinary people could possess.

Ye Nantian smiled and said: "It’s alright, a few days of recovery will suffice. A serious illness can keep one bedridden for half a year; an ordinary person would have long since been unable to endure it."

It's all right

Ah!

Be careful, don't break it

Suddenly, two women rushed into Ye Yang's arms, excitedly saying: "Husband, you have finally woken up, that's wonderful, that's wonderful!"

Snap!

Looking towards the distance at https://www.hetushu.com, 20 armed police officers are stationed around, and with such a significant deployment of police force, it is believed that everything is ensured to be foolproof

Bang

... ...

The bullet ricocheted again, and Ye Yang silently cursed, miscalculated!

Ye Yang did not dare to request someone to serve him at night, after all, he was not the formidable Ye Batian, and it would be difficult to explain after having been with two beautiful concubines.

Well, the area was cleared by 3 PM

Ye Yang rubbed his forehead and asked: "You are my ... ... "

At that moment, a sudden strong wind swept in, and a dark figure pounced at the bedside, grabbing Ye Yang's arms with one swift motion, and exclaimed in a thunderous voice: "Batian, you have finally awakened! Good son, you have finally woken up!"

The rear door opened, and a handsome young man lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a slight smile as he said, "Begin the transport, and ensure that this batch of cultural relics is safely delivered to the designated location"

The young man curled his lips into a slight disdainful smile, and with a single hand raised in the air, a powerful surge of energy struck the chest of the police captain. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a severed kite, already unconscious.

The car door opened, and several uniformed officers got out. One of the officers reached out and tapped on the car window, lowering his voice to say, "Boss, don't sleep anymore, we've arrived!"

Brush!

is not

"Servant girl." Xiao Lian said in a delicate and charming manner

The two followed Ye Nantian onto the carriage. Although Ye Yang was completely bewildered, he did not ask further questions. Both Ye Nantian and Ye Shuang had very stern expressions, their demeanor more serious than that of a funeral, clearly indicating the great importance they placed on this Fire God Ceremony

A sweet voice of a woman reached his ears, startling Ye Yang, who quickly opened his eyes and sat up. He found himself lying on a splendid silk bed. To his left, a beautiful woman was looking at him with a face full of surprise, while to his right, another elegant woman was gazing at him with the same expression.

The young man reached out and pierced the bulletproof glass, retrieving the ancient sword from the display case, and then coldly glanced around.

The night grew increasingly tranquil, and a few of Ye Yang's subordinates began to yawn.

Puff!

Ye Yang nodded, gazing at the artifacts being arranged in the distance. Among these artifacts were numerous jade pieces, which were very fragile and easily damaged, but they did not capture Ye Yang's attention. His focus remained on an ancient long sword. This sword, having endured two thousand years, surprisingly showed no signs of rust; it merely had many mottled gray stains on its blade. Under the careful polishing of the staff, the sword's edge surprisingly emitted a faint cold gleam, which astonished Ye Yang greatly. He was certain that this sword must have a significant background.

Ye Yang coldly drew out his pistol, leaped onto the wall of the storage room, his body light and agile as he sprang forward, pouncing on the strange young man like a fierce tiger. The gun in his hand thrust forward sharply, firing a shot into the opponent's chest

Yes, boss

Ye Yang felt as if he was on the brink of madness

Ye Yang glanced at Ye Nantian, then at Ye Shuang, and ultimately chose to remain silent, understanding the situation

Suddenly, a loud noise shattered the tranquility

A tearing pain surged through his chest, and Ye Yang looked down to see a blade fully embedded in his torso, blood gushing out wildly. The world spun around him, and Ye Yang could hardly believe that he would meet his end in such a manner

At night, artifacts were being sent into the storage room, with four fully armed security personnel standing around, in the corners. Ye Yang crossed his arms in front of his chest, lazily leaning against the wall, his gaze deep as he looked at the storage room. Deep down, he felt a sense of unease, always sensing that something unexpected might happen that night

Ye Yang focused his gaze and saw a middle-aged man weighing at least 250 pounds gripping him. The man had a round face, large ears, and a complexion glowing red, yet possessed astonishing strength, making it impossible for Ye Yang to break free.

And my own name is actually Batiān...? How can such a powerful name be borne?