Chapter One, King Ying Chong.

And this figure drifts, seeming as if it would disperse with a mere gust of wind; is it a person or a ghost? In this area of ten zhang in radius, where exactly is this place?

It is true that his own parents have died, but among his relatives and friends, apart from his grandfather and his adoptive siblings, there are only a few close friends who he cares about. As for the others, he does not care about them at all, regardless of their life or death.

The appearance of the person opposite does indeed resemble him, but this is simply a fantasy; one cannot help but wonder where this madman came from

Ying Chong listened to this person rambling and thought to himself, so it turns out that after Xiang Yu died in battle, I became invincible in the world? The fabricated words do seem somewhat plausible.

You little rascal! Have you turned the world upside down? How many times have I told you not to go to those places of debauchery before you come of age? Otherwise, I will break your dog legs!

Even though he was in his own home, he was being baptized by the roar of that old man Ying Ding. Yet, in this small space, he surprisingly possessed another body.

What kind of place is this

If one were to believe so easily, then one would truly be a fool

What about Xiang Yu of the Chu state? He has never been heard of at all

Thirty years later, invincible in the world! This fellow's deceit is rather clumsy! Does he really think that he would believe it?

Usually, I can't be bothered to deal with your nonsense, but what time is it now? The Empress Dowager is gravely ill and on the verge of death. Are you trying to provoke those censors and officials to report me for being too lenient with my grandson before you will relent?

Only because there are too many regrets

If it were not for your current injury, I would certainly not spare you. I must ensure that you, this wretched brat, are thoroughly punished

As for the eldest daughter, there has been even less sight of her

You may have gone to the brothel, but how dare you compete for affection and engage in street brawls? How old are you? Have you even reached puberty? Do you even know who that person is?

This is simply the height of absurdity; one knows their own affairs best. Originally, his talent was quite good, ranking among the top ten in the entire Xianyang City. However, ever since an incident at the age of ten led to the destruction of one of his martial veins, he has had no hope in the martial arts for the rest of his life

Proof? When you were six years old, you urinated in your grandfather's teapot. At nine, while playing in the imperial study, you broke the emperor's nose vase, yet you shamelessly framed the Fourth Prince for it. These matters should remain unknown to this day; I wonder if they can be counted as such

However, Ying Chong would never easily trust the words of this person. He could only sneer inwardly; this individual was able to bring him to this area of ten zhang in radius, while his true self remained in his own chamber, clearly possessing great supernatural powers! Who knows if there are other means or methods outside of this place to uncover his secrets? It is said that those practitioners and immortals possess the art of soul reading.

Who are you

It is not that he disregards the authority of his grandfather, but rather that Ying Chong is currently indeed unable to move and has more important matters to attend to

Upon hearing the words "start from the beginning, start over," Ying Chong felt a chill run down his spine, recalling some methods of the immortal practitioners from years past—terms like "seizing the body" and "soul devouring" lingered in his mind, refusing to fade away. A dry smile involuntarily appeared on his face: "I wonder if you could let me return for now? These matters can certainly be discussed later. Today, my grandfather has come with great fury, and it is likely that things will not end well. Allow me to handle a few things first; since you are me, do you truly wish to see me suffer?" A dry smile involuntarily appeared on his face: "I wonder if you could let me return for now? These matters can certainly be discussed later. Today, my grandfather has come with great fury, and it is likely that things will not end well. Allow me to handle a few things first; since you are me, do you truly wish to see me suffer?"

The eyes of Wang Yingchong changed, revealing a hint of unusual brilliance and a trace of pride: "In thirty years, you, Yingchong, with your eight-foot-long evil cherry spear, will be invincible in the world, and with your marksmanship of hitting every target, will possess the strength of the world's number one. You will naturally be able to trace back to the past. As for why I have come to the present, it is simply due to my unwillingness to accept it

Ying Chong furrowed his brows, pondering whether this could be the illegitimate child of his deceased father who had come to seek him out today

Ying Chong listened and couldn't help but feel amused, almost bursting into laughter. Invincible in the world? Is this referring to him, Ying Chong?

With a serious expression, he scrutinized the man for a moment before tentatively speaking: "This matter is extraordinary; how will you prove it, my friend?"

In today's world, due to the prevalence of 'Ink Armor', the art of immortality has declined while martial arts have flourished. Among martial arts, there are nine levels divided into nine ranks: Martial Apprentice, Martial Practitioner, Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Martial Officer, Martial Sect, Martial Marquis, Martial Sovereign, and Martial Venerable

The old man outside the door was furious, heartbroken and distressed. However, inside, the heir of Duke Anguo, Ying Chong, sat calmly on the bed with his head wrapped in a bandage. His gaze was vacant and dazed, his face filled with confusion and astonishment, as if he were lost in thought, completely oblivious to the old man's words.

King Ying Chong spoke in a rather calm tone, as if discussing a trivial matter: "Nineteen years later, King Fu Chai of Wu died at the hands of Xiang Yu of Chu due to negligence. Ten years thereafter, numerous heroes rose across the land, many of whom aspired to the imperial throne. Although Fu Chai was strong, he could no longer suppress the talents of the world."

Looking again at the scene before him, Ying Chong was even more alarmed. Opposite him stood a young man whose features resembled his to an astonishing degree, though he appeared slightly older, around twenty years of age, with a pale complexion and eyes that were dull and weary.

The Wu King Fu Chai he mentioned is an invincible being in a position of supreme power. There are over a hundred individuals in the world who hold such positions of power, yet none of them are a match for this overlord

"Twenty-five years later, he took his own life by the banks of the Wu River." After the young man on the opposite side finished speaking, he added a few comments: "In terms of natural talent, he is indeed the best in the world. He ascended to the throne at the age of forty, and apart from you, there are only a handful of people who could rival him. Unfortunately, on the battlefield, it is not only martial prowess that matters. Like that King Fu Chai, he was too arrogant."

The words were filled with sorrow, sending a chill down Ying Chong's spine. However, he felt little emotional impact; from the moment this person claimed that his future eight-foot-long evil cherry blossom spear would be invincible in the world, he had completely regarded this individual as a madman.

Although the words were spoken calmly, to Ying Chong's ears, they sounded like a thunderclap. His eyes widened in disbelief and suspicion.

On the 20th day of the 9th month in the 27th year of the Tian Sheng era, within the Cuiyi Garden of the Duke of Anguo's residence, the elderly Anxi Bo Ying Ding was roaring in anger

How to achieve this

His actions in Goulan Alley this time were indeed intentional. Lin Guozhang is the younger brother of the Empress Dowager, and while his elder sister was gravely ill, he lingered in the place of pleasure. If this matter were to spread, it would not reflect well on the Empress Dowager and her maternal family. At that time, he intended to escalate the situation, and had it not been for the inexplicable calamity that struck him, causing him to be knocked unconscious, the matter would not have been hastily concluded a few days ago

In a small space measuring ten zhang on each side, Ying Chong looked around in confusion and uncertainty. He realized that he was currently in a peculiar state.

If he truly becomes the number one person in the world, then at that time he can kill whoever he wants, beat whoever he wants, and even those few emperors would not be worth his attention. He can live as freely as he wishes, why bother looking back at the past

That is also incorrect; the age is not right. If my father were still alive, he would be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old now. It is impossible for him to have fathered a child at the age of ten.

Above the Ninth Order Martial Sovereign, there are the Heavenly Position powerhouses—Minor Heavenly Position, Middle Heavenly Position, Major Heavenly Position, Profound Heavenly Position, Authority Heavenly Position, as well as the legendary Imperial Heavenly Position and Emperor Heavenly Position

However, he did not show the slightest hint on his face, tilting his head with a look of skepticism: "It really sounds plausible, and you actually know about these things. Could it really be me from thirty years later? But why are you here? How could you come from thirty years in the future to the present? How exactly did you manage to do that?"

Ying Chong suddenly let out a hiss, his heart surging with waves of emotion. The first two matters had already left him alarmed; although they were trivial, they were indeed known to no one. As for the following few sentences, they revealed his thoughts even more clearly

The young man across from him, who bore a striking resemblance, did not allow him to doubt for long, responding with an indifferent expression: "I am you, thirty years later, the former Prince of Qin, Ying Chong."

This cursed place, he certainly does not want to stay for even a moment

On the 17th day of the 9th month in the 27th year of the Tian Sheng era, a meteor fell in the capital, landing in the west of the city at Goulan Alley. On that day, all the pedestrians in Goulan Alley were safe and sound, except for the heir of Duke Anguo, who was injured by the meteor and remained bedridden for several days after returning home. At that time, the heir was notorious as the leader of the four wicked youths of Xianyang, causing havoc in the capital. People at the time reacted with either applause or deep sorrow upon hearing the news

In addition, there is also a classification of martial arts into nine ranks, which the court uses to select talents; however, it is not very popular among the common people

Is he saying that he is himself from thirty years in the future? Is this a trick to deceive ghosts

Prince Ying Chong chuckled, his gaze seemingly filled with interest: "As for the recent brawl in the brothel district, you sought trouble with Lord Lin, but was it actually to provoke that old hypocrite, the Empress Dowager? And perhaps to hinder your uncle, Ying Shiji, in the process. However, you must be cautious; although the current Emperor is not the biological child of the Empress Dowager and does not hold her in high regard, he would not wish to see that old hypocrite suffer at this time. My father has achieved great military success and is deeply favored by His Majesty, yet in this matter, he may not necessarily recall the past bond with your father. You are being too hasty!"

He is publicly known as one of the Four Evils of the Capital, notorious for his many misdeeds and fearsome reputation. However, in private, others have another title for him— the foremost of the Four Wastes of Xianyang

In the eyes of King Ying Chong, an indescribable pain emerged: "You, Ying Chong, have lived a life marked by the solitary star, with your parents passing away early, all relatives and friends brutally slain, and your beloved wife and eldest daughter also perishing due to your involvement. Although you dominate the Western Qin, you are but a lonely individual, isolated and alone; despite being invincible in battle, you feel that life is worse than death, enduring unbearable suffering. Furthermore, foreign tribes wreak havoc, the national strength is waning, and the army has been engaged in warfare for ten years, stretched thin and exhausted, leaving you utterly fatigued. The loyal ministers and renowned generals under your command have gradually perished due to your dwindling fighting spirit. At that time, coinciding with the emergence of the Xuan Zhou Tian Zhu, you contemplated that rather than living in such a muddled and aimless manner, it would be better to start anew and begin again—

However, he later died

As for Ying Chong, before he was crippled at the age of ten, he was merely a lowly fourth-tier martial artist

Ying Chong shook his head and then asked, "But since you have already become the number one person in the world, why is there still discontent?"

But I remember that the number one person in the world today is King Fu Chai of Wu. Some say that if he had another twenty years, he could reach the heavenly realm of martial arts. Within four hundred years, there would be no rivals in the world.

Ying Chong smiled and said: "Since Fu Chai died at the hands of Xiang Yu, then where is this Xiang Yu now?"

As for his beloved wife, he has not yet married, and even if he does, it is unlikely that there will be love. In the marriages of prominent families, only a fool would think of romance; it is far more practical to find a few beautiful concubines to warm his bed.