Chapter One, it is all the fault of the "chamber pot"

Clearly, it is a pair of delicate pink fists striking oneself, yet it feels as if the opponent is the embodiment of 'Iron Mike' Tyson

The young girl referred to herself as "Bing'er" and was a maid from the Han family's branch. Han Feng thought this was a very good "breakthrough point"

Alas... it is all the fault of the "chamber pot"!

Moreover, in addition to being unable to cultivate, there are also obstacles in certain basic male functions.

However, this information alone is enough to make Han Feng feel utterly ashamed, even to the point of having an impulse to crash his head against a wall.

He knows that this is not an ordinary world. As a "waste among waste," if he wants to survive, he must quickly understand his living environment and the relationships of the people around him

To my surprise, as soon as I crossed over to this world, I was immediately beaten up by a young lady who was three times more beautiful than the 'Fairy Sister'.

Having crossed over to a "Martial Arts World," I find myself to be an incapable waste who cannot cultivate. As if that were not enough, I also have issues with the basic functions expected of a man, making me a "double waste".

After he woke up, a segment of memory emerged in his mind; to be precise, it was the memory of the original owner of this body

Han Feng feels very wronged, even more so than Dou E

The Korean breeze can only wipe away the tears at the corners of the eyes, silently sighing

In an instant, Han Feng's gaze turned to the "charming little loli" beside him, who was carefully applying medicine to him.

At this moment, Han Feng, with a bruised face, is lying on a wooden bed. Beside him, a young girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a blue outfit, with a heart-shaped face, big eyes, and two ponytails, is gently applying ointment to the bruise on his chest with her delicate little hands

The Han family is a martial arts clan with considerable influence; however, the head of the Han Feng branch of this family is a "naturally useless" individual who is unable to cultivate.

While cleaning, Han Feng accidentally cut his palm on the sharp edge of the pot, and blood quickly soaked into the body of the pot. Then, the night pot suddenly transformed into a beam of blue light and drilled into the position of his heart.

This is the memory left to Han Feng by the original owner, a memory that is not complete; Han Feng has no impression of other people or events.

Han Feng was an orphan in his previous life, growing up in a welfare institution. After much effort, he was admitted to university, where he obtained a bachelor's degree in archaeology. After graduation, he worked as a curator in a museum

Helplessly, Han Feng can only resign to fate for the time being

Feeling the burning pain in his chest and recalling everything that had just happened, Han Feng still felt an overwhelming sense of frustration

He was contemplating how to initiate a conversation, but unexpectedly, the woman did not say a word and kicked Han Feng to the ground. She then proceeded to give him a brutal beating, rendering Han Feng unconscious.

He is the head of the "Han Family Branch," one of the five prominent families in Bailong County, and his name is also "Han Feng"

How did I end up in such a bizarre situation!

I had thought I could just coast along until retirement, but unexpectedly, last night, I was assigned by the director to work overtime to clean an antique "night pot" from the Qing Dynasty

Han Feng has confirmed that he has truly crossed over; this is the Qianlan Empire, one of the four great nations of the Lingwu Continent, specifically the "Bailong County" under the jurisdiction of the Xichuan Province

He could not understand why that exquisite beauty, dressed in a snow-white dress, with a face like a peach blossom and skin as smooth as cream, was able to kick him several meters away with a single blow

If it really doesn't work, we can have someone else travel through time, but the chamber pot simply ignores him

He originally intended to step out and inquire about the situation, but to his surprise, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a woman in classical attire standing outside. The woman's beauty was stunning, leaving Han Feng in awe.

Han Feng only remembers that before he fainted, there was a faint blue light flickering at his heart.

Han Feng felt an overwhelming sense of grief and indignation in his heart. He knew that the bronze night pot was hidden deep within his chest. He attempted to call out to it in his mind, hoping to discuss with it whether it could send him back.

He could never have imagined in his wildest dreams that the once-in-a-thousand-years "time-travel" event would happen to him, a mere "junior curator" working in a museum.

As a sensation of spinning in the sky enveloped me, by the time the Korean wind awakened once more, I found myself lying in a strange room, surrounded by furnishings that exuded an antique charm

Han Feng looked down with a mournful expression, gazing at the peculiar "blue mark" on his chest.