Chapter 2: Reincarnation through a Dead Body

At the bottom of the valley, the young man’s body lay motionless, seemingly without even a sign of breathing.
In his mind, the soul of the young constable was attached to that small tower. He was heartbroken, for his beloved wife and the child yet to be born…
After what seemed like an eternity, the most painful period for the young constable finally passed, and his consciousness cleared slightly. His soul slowly spread from the small tower, gradually absorbing the memories still lingering in the young man’s brain.
He was unaware that what he was doing was reincarnation through a dead body; he simply followed some inexplicable guidance, acting naturally.
At that moment, the young man’s chest began to rise and fall faintly, his heart started beating again, and his breathing became slow and steady. The once stiff corpse once again regained warmth…
He was alive again, though his body now belonged to someone else, and his soul had taken over another person’s body.
Over the course of a night, the remaining memories in this body were absorbed by the young constable at an unimaginable speed. He finally understood that he had reincarnated through a dead body, reborn using someone else’s deceased body.
Though hard to believe, he felt extremely grateful. After all, he was alive again, giving him a chance to uncover the cause of that catastrophic disaster—what exactly had taken away his wife and child?
Not only his wife and child, but also his parents, master, siblings, entire family, and all the familiar faces in the town…
What had taken it all away?
A natural disaster?
Not necessarily…
Having lost everything in the blink of an eye, the young constable must have been heartbroken beyond measure, yet he managed to retain enough clarity of mind.
Although he was only twenty years old, his temperament was far more steady and calm than that of his peers. Of course, without these qualities, he would never have stood out among the hundreds of young men in the town and been chosen by the old constable at the age of fifteen to become his successor.
Becoming a respected top-tier constable had been his ultimate career goal.
But none of this mattered anymore. From now on, he would have to live on as this young man.
Everything would be different, because in the memories of this young man, there existed a “sage” as depicted in legends.
Sages truly existed in this world!

No, to be precise, it should be called a cultivator. Although this young man is not yet a cultivator, he can only be regarded as a low-level apprentice eager to embark on the path of cultivation.
The records describe that the great cultivators possess earth-shattering powers; the destruction they cause with even the slightest movement is countless times more terrifying than any natural disaster!
Earth-shattering powers…
Terrible disasters that destroy homes, shockwaves that take away everything…
The young man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze clear and sharp—far from that of a severely injured person barely alive.
“Su Che, from now on, I’ll be called Su Che…”
Su Che was the name of this deceased young man. He was very young, only fourteen, and a cultivator with an extremely firm determination to pursue the path of cultivation.
He was a direct member of a declining cultivator family. Due to his decent aptitude and the high hopes placed on him to revive the family, he was sent to the large cultivator sect “Tianxuanzong” as a nominal disciple awaiting assessment and acceptance.
All over the world, countless seekers strive to get into real cultivator sects and become disciples with a support system.
However, the standards for selecting disciples in these sects are extremely strict. Unless one has outstanding cultivation aptitude, they must make tremendous efforts to stand a chance of becoming a full-fledged disciple.
Generally, full-fledged disciples in large sects are divided into three tiers: “outer sect disciples,” “inner sect disciples,” and “true disciples.” As for Su Che’s current status as a nominal disciple, he is not even considered part of the sect; he is merely a self-studying individual at the periphery. Once he reaches a certain level, he will be classified as useless and completely expelled. Moreover, he must rely solely on himself for all his cultivation, with no support from the sect.
That’s why nominal disciples are also called self-studying disciples.
To become a full-fledged outer sect disciple, two conditions must generally be met:
First, one must cultivate true energy before the age of fifteen and reach the first level of Qi cultivation to prove their overall aptitude and potential for cultivation.
Second, one must complete various “peripheral tasks” assigned by the sect to earn sufficient sect contribution points.
Both are essential!
Yet so far, Su Che has failed to meet even one of these conditions.

He was already fourteen years old yet had not cultivated true qi, having completed less than one-third of the required contributions to his sect. As he neared fifteen, did his hopes of cultivating immortality lie in ruins? In desperation, he took a bold risk and, together with another named disciple, undertook several challenging sect tasks, hoping to make a final stand—failure meant death! They entered these mountains to gather herbs; if they were lucky enough to find rare medicinal plants, they could not only earn sufficient contributions for their sect but also obtain a certain amount of precious medicines that would greatly aid their cultivation, potentially allowing them to generate true qi and officially enter the first level of qi cultivation. Thus, their dream of becoming outer sect disciples could come true. It is often said that wishes are abundant while reality is harsh, but this time, their luck was extraordinary—they discovered a rare spiritual herb, the “Red Flame Fruit,” a three-hundred-year-old medicinal spirit, growing on the cliffs of this valley. With such a herb, they would have everything needed to fulfill both of their aspirations. Faced with such great rewards, Su Che’s companion grew greedy and, while climbing the cliffs, struck Su Che on the head from behind, causing him to fall off the cliff and die from severe injuries. By chance, this gave the young patrolman the opportunity to revive in Su Che’s body. “Cultivating immortality—immortality brings eternal life. I might not care about that, but I must find out if that disaster was caused by cultivators. If it was human-made, I will spend my entire life avenging it!” Determined, the young patrolman resolved to embark on the path of cultivation under Su Che’s identity, unafraid of any hardships or dangers. Of course, simply being revived wasn’t enough; his severely injured body was in such poor condition that he didn’t even know what to do next.