My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 46 Transformation into a Rainbow
Compared to the ordinary world, Huang Tian naturally preferred a world where extraordinary powers existed, where the path of cultivation would be clearer.

Even if the world's system doesn't follow the path of cultivation, but rather magic, martial arts, or the way of Gu, it can still serve as a reference and be of great benefit to him in forging his own path.

"However, even if this world has no path to cultivation, it's still worth a trip. After all, a completely new world represents entirely new ideas for technological development and novel cultural philosophies..."

A broad and comprehensive understanding, and the ability to draw inferences from one instance to another, is always the best way to improve one's knowledge and strengthen oneself.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that the spacetime barrier connecting the new world was not solid, and he could completely break through it with his consciousness.

If that's the case, then there's nothing to hesitate about.

He immediately tried to separate his consciousness, but...

"Certainly not."

Huang Tian frowned, realizing that he could not separate a second strand of consciousness. If he wanted to travel to that world, he had to retrieve his consciousness from the late Han Dynasty world.

"No wonder I saw myself 'breaking through tribulations and ascending to heaven' in the river of time, and did not choose to stay."

He immediately realized, and without further hesitation, his consciousness instantly returned to the world of the late Han Dynasty.

"Summon Zhang Jiao."

Outside the palace, Huang Tian's voice came clearly. The maid guarding the door responded and immediately set off to Deyang Palace to summon Zhang Jiao.

At that time, Zhang Jiao was discussing state affairs with others in the Deyang Palace. Upon hearing the summons, he immediately put aside all his business and rushed over. The others had no objections; on the contrary, they were envious.

The Holy Venerable bestowed Daoist teachings upon ten people, but only Zhang Jiao was truly recognized as his personal disciple; the other nine were merely recorded in name only.

Despite the envy of others, Zhang Jiao felt no pride; instead, he felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

He recalled what his master had said when he descended to earth: "When my merits in breaking through the tribulations are complete, I will ascend and depart."

Now that the world is unified and war has ceased, everyone owns land and a house. The Academy of Sciences is constantly improving technologies such as iron smelting, soil fertilization, and textiles. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the world is about to usher in a golden age, an unprecedented golden age!

All of this was created by Master!
With a prosperous era approaching, the Master will naturally achieve perfect enlightenment, and then...

"Is Master about to ascend to heaven?"

As he hurried along, Zhang Jiao's unease grew stronger.

Finally, he arrived in front of a palace. He took a deep breath and said, "Master, Zhang Jiao requests an audience."

The door opened automatically without any wind. He took another deep breath, mustered his courage, and stepped into the room, his steps heavy as if filled with lead.

"Master!"

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

There was silence for a moment, and after a long while, a soft sigh echoed from inside the room.

Zhang Jiao's mind immediately went blank. He knew that his premonition was correct. He pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice choked with emotion.

"The Daoist court has just been established, the world has only just been unified, and the people are not yet prosperous. Can't you stay a little longer and see the prosperity of the human world before you leave?"

The time has come.

Huang Tian didn't say much; the more he said, the more heartbreaking it became.

"Come closer, lift your head."

Zhang Jiao crawled forward on his knees, came to Huang Tian, ​​raised his head, and his body suddenly stiffened. A slender finger touched his brow, and a surge of knowledge flooded into his mind.

"Before your ascension, I will bestow upon you nine Golden Elixir Techniques, three hundred Foundation Techniques, and thousands of Qi Gathering Techniques, as well as the initial understanding of the four Daos: Elixir, Weapon, Talisman, and Array. I hope you will diligently cultivate and one day attain immortality, and we will meet again in the Central Yellow Primordial Heaven..."

When Zhang Jiao awoke from his hazy state, he heard only an extremely faint voice echoing in his ears. He quickly looked up and saw that Huang Tian's figure seemed to have been blown away by the wind, turning into a wisp of golden smoke and flying into the void.

"Master!!"

Zhang Jiao's eyes reddened, and he knelt down, saying, "Respectfully sending Master back to the Immortal Realm!"

In the twelfth month of the second year of the Daoist reign, heavy snow fell from the sky. The Holy Venerable Huangtian achieved perfect merit and ascended to heaven in a rainbow, remaining silent for a thousand years...

…… ……

The wisp of consciousness that had been separated crossed the endless void and returned to his physical body. A feeling of completeness and naturalness came over him. Before Huang Tian could calm his mind, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly surged and boiled.

next moment.

"Qi Refining Level 4!"

His eyes revealed a mixture of joy and surprise. The joy was naturally because he had broken through, although it was only a small breakthrough, it was still enough to make him happy. The surprise was because the reason for his sudden breakthrough was that his consciousness had actually brought back some spiritual essence!

The Blue Star and the world at the end of the Han Dynasty are separated by countless universes and dimensions, so it is impossible to bring back the physical cultivation. However, the spiritual essence cultivated in the world at the end of the Han Dynasty can be brought back, although there will be considerable loss due to crossing the boundary, but it is enough.

"I was essentially starting over on Earth, so my progress was incredibly fast, with almost no bottlenecks. Now, with the spiritual essence transmitted from another dimension, my cultivation is like riding a rocket!"

After calming his joy, Huang Tian's gaze returned to the new world.

"Since we can't tell if there's any extraordinary power there just by looking, let's just go straight there..."

With a thought, Huang Tian felt a wisp of consciousness rise from his body and disappear into the void, following the golden voice towards the new world.

Crackling

With a crisp sound, the invisible barrier of time and space was broken through by consciousness, and the space and time before my eyes rapidly intersected at a speed beyond my comprehension, and a sense of disorientation came over me.

a long time.

Huang Tian blinked, his gaze falling on the ancient-looking ceiling above the bed, where a little girl with her hair in two buns was kneeling beside him, weeping softly.

'I've become that fourth young master?' He suddenly realized.

next moment.

boom--

A flood of information rushed into Huang Tian's mind, but it was no burden for him. In just a moment, he had digested all of the original owner's memories.

However, after Huang Tian finished reading these memories, even with his composure, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

Because... it's just too melodramatic!
This realm is called the Five Directions Realm, where martial arts flourish and five kingdoms vie for supremacy. The original owner's location was Kunyun County in Qin Prefecture, one of the twenty-three states of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The original owner of this body was the fourth son of Huang Xunjiu, the head of the Huang family in the county town. His birth mother was a servant in the Huang family. She was taken aback by Huang Xunjiu when he was drunk and lost control. After a night of passion, she became pregnant.

Huang Xunjiu believed that the maid's pregnancy would ruin his reputation and demanded an abortion, but was stopped by the old lady who was still alive at the time.

Ten months later, the maid gave birth to 'Huang Tian,' who was the original owner of the body. She thought she could gain status through her son, but unfortunately, the old lady passed away a few days later. Huang Xunjiu then took his anger out on the mother and son. Without the old lady's restraint, the mistress He Yunrou gradually reduced the mother and son's treatment. Several years later, the maid died of depression.

Huang Tian was also moved to a secluded courtyard in the east wing. Over the years, at the behest of his mistress He Yunrou, his monthly allowance, clothing, charcoal, and rice have become increasingly scarce. Furthermore, he has been restricted from practicing martial arts under the pretext of being stubborn and foolish, and has been forced to focus on literary pursuits.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. Of He Yunrou's four sons, apart from the youngest who is only eight years old, they are all oddballs.

Huang Qian, the eldest son, was twenty-five years old and had already reached the seventh rank in martial arts. Huang Xunjiu often commented that "my son has the potential to become a grandmaster." He was always arrogant and looked down on everyone.

The second son, Huang Rui, and the third son, Huang Jian, bullied the weak and feared the strong. Seeing that the original owner always gave way, they often bullied her and would insult her as a lowly child born of a maid. The original owner was able to endure it all and let them beat and scold her, which made her depressed and weaker over time, which made Huang Tian shake his head.

In short, it's a chaotic, disorganized family.

My father, Huang Xunjiu, had no sentimentality whatsoever.

The matriarch, He Yunrou, was anything but gentle.

The eldest brother, Huang Qian, was by no means modest.

The second elder brother, Huang Rui, is utterly unwise.

The third brother, Huang Jian, was not robust at all.

'What a talented bunch...'

Huang Tian felt a surge of anger welling up inside him, unable to utter a word, and remained choked up for a long time.

(End of this chapter)