Chapter 1: Rebirth

A brief, piercing alarm suddenly broke the silence

His somewhat dazed expression suddenly became a bit clearer, as he somewhat confusedly extended his hand to shield himself from the dazzling sunlight

A sharp sound. He pressed down on the alarm clock that was still ringing incessantly. Lin Fei gently wiped his forehead, his hands slick with sweat. Suddenly, he noticed something was amiss; when did his hands become so fair? After graduating from university, due to frequent travels, his originally fair skin had completely turned into a wheat color. ... Moreover ...

A faint sound of chopping vegetables can be heard from the direction of the kitchen. The warm air is filled with the aroma of fried eggs

Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi, dressed in traditional attire, are standing on the Broken Bridge, sharing an oiled paper umbrella. This scene perfectly captures the conclusion.

The true reason for rebirth

Perhaps this is the true meaning of my rebirth Lin Fei calmed his blood and made a concerted effort to restrain himself from associating with the manual that led to his rebirth With it, he would no longer be an ordinary mortal without any power to resist Regardless of what the final outcome may be, this reborn world has undoubtedly stirred countless storms and waves in Lin Fei's heart, which had long been filled with despondency

Reflected in the mirror is an ordinary boy with a flat top hairstyle, tall and thin like a bamboo pole, his eyes bright and clear, with faint imprints of the pillowcase's pattern still visible on his face. There is already some stubble around his lips, and he is wearing a milk-white tank top and a pair of square shorts

The act of writing naturally evokes associations through word formation. Merely this kind of association can mentally affect Lin Fei, momentarily halting all bodily functions. It must be said that this true understanding of swordsmanship is undoubtedly terrifying to the extreme. Just by looking at it, one can feel this way; if one were to truly practice it, who knows what level could be reached

However, this dull world has finally introduced some new elements. What are those flames and mist? Are they supernatural powers? Magic? Or perhaps celestial arts? Living in this world, I have relied on my parents for sustenance and growth, which creates a sense of indebtedness. Therefore, repaying this responsibility is something I should do, and must do; neither reason nor emotion allows me to retreat. Faced with the unknown world, Lin Fei feels a bit anxious, yet there is also a subtle excitement akin to that of a book. It is a restlessness etched deep into her bones.

The true nature of what is seen before death has been determined

Beep beep beep

Lin Fei picked up the alarm clock that had been silenced. Its round white casing was adorned with a cartoon sticker of a robotic cat, and some of the white paint had begun to slowly peel off due to prolonged use.

He recalled the scene from earlier when he was on the brink of death, the image of a man dressed in a black trench coat with long, fiery red hair deeply etched in his mind

"Xiao Fei?" A concerned voice sounded from behind Lin Fei, abruptly interrupting her and awakening her from her silence. Lin Fei shivered and quickly turned around. It was her mother, Jiang Feng, with a slightly plump face, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"It's Xiao Fei, finally awake. Hurry up and wash up, breakfast will be ready soon." The voice of Mother Jiang Feng sounded youthful and vigorous, completely unlike the weary tone I remembered from her nearing fifty.

This is the alarm clock I used in high school ? '' Lin Fei looked at this familiar object and then glanced around at the environment she was in. She was instantly stunned

What is this? Are they filming a movie? In the previous moment, I still couldn't believe it. But in the next moment, the red-haired man suddenly turned around and vanished in an instant, followed by a familiar scream. Lin Fei could discern that it was her younger sister Lin You's voice. Then came the endless darkness

First, I need to confirm that if this is real, I should have returned to the time when I just entered the second year of high school. Responding to my mother's words, Lin Fei walked into her parents' bedroom nearby and stood in front of the only dressing mirror in the house

He opened the door in confusion, and what met his eyes was a series of familiar scenes. The somewhat narrow living room was empty, with the floor still covered in tiles resembling cobblestones, which were quite common in that era. A cluster of brown sofas was arranged in the living room, some of the leather had peeled off, revealing the fabric underneath. Opposite the sofa was a black television, turned on, displaying a series of familiar images, though muted and without sound.

Recalling the man with fiery red hair, Lin Fei suddenly remembered the scene she had glimpsed at that moment, where her three younger sisters and that man were surrounded by a swirling mass of flames and icy blue mist. This was also the reason she had been momentarily stunned, thinking it was a movie being filmed.

Glancing quickly at the calendar beside me, it read May 13, 2004, with a line of smaller text beneath the large black letters: Gift from the Agricultural Bank of China.

In the darkness, Lin Fei's consciousness gradually began to awaken from the silence and despair.

Lifting the covers off her body, Lin Fei sat up on the edge of the bed, drenched in sweat. In that moment of being killed, there was no pain, no sorrow, just a complete and utter shock.

The sword's ultimate strike! Sever all! Place them in a state of death before rebirth! All who obstruct me, devoid of thought! Devoid of intention! Devoid of imagination! Slash! Slash! Slash! The three consecutive slashes, with overwhelming momentum, disdainful of everything, caused Lin Fei to feel her blood surging just from recalling it, hastily diverting her attention to the more gentle part of the aura behind.

Just as I returned home from work, I discovered a fire in my house. The first scene I saw upon rushing into the flames was this.

I... am I not... dead?" he murmured. The last remnants of his memory lingered in the countless moments of flames dancing in purgatory.

Suddenly opened my eyes wide

He mockingly questioned himself

In other words, does this world still contain realms that I previously had no understanding of? The existence of that flame and blue mist is certainly not an illusion. It is not easy to encounter a master who can render someone like me, who has practiced combat for a period of time, completely without reaction time. It is worth noting that I had previously trained in self-defense techniques such as defensive free fighting specifically to strengthen my physique. I could easily handle one or two burly men in daily confrontations. After all, I had diligently practiced practical combat skills for four years since university.

Hua Country? Isn't that China? Having read countless online novels, he has already formed some guesses. However, his mind is still somewhat confused

Lin Fei silently gazed at herself in the mirror, so young and *illustrated*, so naive, as countless memories replayed and flowed through her mind

It is the true explanation of swordsmanship that was once obtained but inexplicably lost. That peculiar book, which always seems to evoke an inexplicable reluctance to open it whenever it is taken out. It is merely an old book that was stumbled upon in an online Taobao store. Initially thought to be a remnant of the era of qigong fever, yet the countless pieces of information that suddenly surged into Lin Fei's mind revealed the book's true extraordinary nature

It seems this is not a dream! Calm down! Calm down! Overreacting will not solve any problems! First, we need to clarify what the situation really is. Lin Fei repeatedly echoed this phrase in her mind. Some of her agitated emotions gradually settled down

First of all, I returned to my sophomore year, which means it should be seven years ago. This is beyond doubt, as my current physical condition completely matches that of my sophomore year. Secondly, this is not entirely the original world. Lin Fei looked speechlessly at the exceptionally clear characters "Hua Guo Ji Shi" on the television; the name of this program somewhat explained the confusion Lin Fei had just seen on the calendar.

As I approached the college entrance examination in my senior year, the period when my younger sister was about to enter high school should mark the beginning of the changes. This possibility accounts for ninety percent. Lin Fei recalled carefully. In fact, he had been quietly paying attention to this beautiful younger sister, who was countless times more outstanding than himself, during many moments. Therefore, these memories remained relatively clear.

Stood in front of the mirror for more than ten minutes

Father and mother lay silently in a pool of blood in the kitchen, and in addition, there were many bodies dressed in strange attire scattered across the living room. My sister and two strangers, all covered in wounds, were confronting a man with long, fiery red hair. The man wore a black trench coat, the hem of which fluttered slightly amidst the countless flames surrounding them

It was merely this one sentence; thereafter, no matter how Jiang Feng inquired, she remained silent. After that, no rumors surfaced in the school.

Lin Fei suddenly felt that her entire worldview had collapsed.

He was originally just an ordinary and unremarkable young graduate, having only been in the workforce for a few years, hailing from a second-tier university, and having attended an average high school. He stumbled through elementary school, embodying the most standard model of an ordinary person, with no ups and downs, no twists and turns. Everything was just so plain and uneventful. His father, Lin Jianguo, was a regular small bookstore owner, and his mother, Jiang Feng, was a primary school teacher. His younger sister, Lin You, however, was an exceptionally outstanding and dazzling beauty, loved by everyone and an invincible girl. He originally thought that his life would pass by in such a bland, featureless, and uneventful manner, but unexpectedly, at the moment of his death, he encountered a situation that could only be found in movies.

Lin Fei finally managed to catch his breath. The earlier momentum from the Sword Dao's true interpretation, which embodied the power to slay all things and looked down upon everything, had nearly suffocated him, leaving him feeling as if he were trapped in an abyss, with all his bodily functions coming to a complete halt for a moment. It seems that the final part, which was left behind by another individual, significantly harmonized Lin Fei's aura.

In a hurry, Lin Fei put on the black and white school uniform from high school, and he nostalgically finished his meal. It was not until Jiang Feng left to run errands that he finally began to feel somewhat awake. He sorted through some clues. While sitting on the sofa casually flipping through the television channels, he systematically organized the information he had gathered.

This is a small bedroom. On the right side, there is a two-tier bookshelf filled with densely packed books. On the left side, there is a desk with a black lamp, and on the neat surface of the desk lies an open mathematics book, next to which is a homework notebook with some work completed. Bright, glaring sunlight streams in from outside, casting itself upon her face. A wave of warmth from the illuminated skin travels into Lin Fei's central nervous system.

"What’s wrong? You child, why haven’t you changed your clothes yet? It’s almost time to eat, hurry up!" Jiang Feng pushed Lin Fei’s back and said, "Quickly tidy up, we have things to do later."

In the year of her senior year, Lin You suddenly became unusually excited and emotionally active for a period of time. There were rumors at school that someone had seen her walking with some unfamiliar adults. The teachers at school also called home several times to issue warnings. However, all of this ceased after her mother, Jiang Feng, called Lin You in for a private talk. Lin Fei still remembers her sister's words from that time—"I understand." The teachers at school also called home several times to issue warnings, but all of this ceased after her mother, Jiang Feng, called Lin You in for a private talk. Lin Fei still remembers her sister's words from that time—"I understand."

What is this? Time travel? Rebirth? He suddenly felt a bit confused, the memory of his death still vivid in his mind, and then immediately there was rebirth

Suddenly, this surge of excitement was like opening Pandora's box, as countless memories flooded into Lin Fei's mind in an instant. In that moment, he understood why he had been reborn

The True Explanation of Swordsmanship, the Supreme Sword Technique of Wang Ting, is to be practiced with caution by those who are destined! This sword is extremely radical and extreme, and I have specially included an additional article on Qi cultivation to provide balance.

Lin Fei felt as if everything were a dream, and she pinched the flesh on her thigh hard, a sharp pain shooting into her brain

Then, if Lin You is not an ordinary person. Sitting on the sofa, Lin Fei quickly began to analyze in her mind. He originally had a high IQ, but had always been lazy and lacked life goals. Now, with all his thoughts focused, he quickly gained clarity of thought.

I am just an exceedingly ordinary person who enjoys reading novels and occasionally indulges in small fantasies. However, in that situation, it is evident that my sister Lin You cannot be an ordinary person. With corpses scattered everywhere, why is it that only Lin You managed to survive? Why did this tragedy occur in my own home and not elsewhere? The root of everything should lie in the fact that my sister Lin You is not an ordinary person. Even if she were an ordinary person, she must have some unknown connection with those extraordinary individuals, a connection that is the root cause of the harm done to our parents and to myself. The root of everything should lie in the fact that my sister Lin You is not an ordinary person. Even if she were an ordinary person, she must have some unknown connection with those extraordinary individuals, a connection that is the root cause of the harm done to our parents and to myself.

Lin Fei quickly stood up and walked to the desk, where her high school mathematics textbook was placed. The notebook beside it was filled with numerous black marks, evidence of Lin Fei's habit of randomly blacking out mistakes and rewriting answers after making errors during her high school studies.

"There will come a day when I too will be reborn. Then those incredible scenes from movies will be both real and acceptable." He closed his eyes, feeling the vitality of this frail yet vibrant body. "According to inertia, if I remain oblivious and make no changes, perhaps this lifetime will still be a reenactment of that scene before my death. Seven years; even if heaven allows me to be reborn seven years ago, what right does an ordinary person like me have to reclaim everything?"