I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Cheng Laiyun's mind went blank for a moment.

Just a moment ago, he was still watching Da Lei on his Simmons mattress, preparing to have a top-notch lung-opening experience.

The next moment, he watched helplessly as the soft mattress turned into a wetland overgrown with weeds.

"vomit!"

The stench emanating from the dead rat on the ground made his stomach cramp as he had just finished inhaling the stench.

Tears and snot streamed down his face, and the surrounding smells made his nasal cavity sting.

Cheng Laiyun looked up in pain and glanced around.

The candlelight flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

The ground was damp and overgrown with weeds.

The fence, formed by iron pillars, was firmly locked in place by the gap on one side of the three stone walls.

He sat alone, cross-legged in this cramped space that resembled an ancient prison.

"Where did they get this Taoist priest?"

Cheng Laiyun stared blankly, mouth agape.

As the eighteenth generation successor of the Maoshan School, he, who spends his days immersed in the mystical arts of ghosts and gods, knows this best.

There are no ghosts or gods in this world!

But everything that's happening now is impacting his worldview.

Just moments ago, he was exchanging skills with a lay Buddhist he had just met, and now he's in a completely unfamiliar place.

Until familiar yet unfamiliar memories flooded his mind like a tide.

These memories flashed by like scenes from a slideshow.

"The Great Yuan Dynasty lasted 1688 years... Yongzhou... Yong'an County... Qinglong Mountain."

Cheng Laiyun's lips parted slightly.

"A feudal dynasty that lasted almost two thousand years?"

A sense of absurdity suddenly flashed through my mind.

Although he didn't understand history, he knew that the longest-lasting dynasty in history was the Ming Dynasty, which lasted for 276 years...

"Martial artists, Mohists, agricultural officials, pharmacists... so there are extraordinary beings among them..."

He licked his dry lips.

Although he had never seen a ghost, he had read novels.

I wanted to utter the word "time travel".

But the words that rose up in my throat were blocked by a foreign object, and I was choked!

His face flushed red as he tried to open his mouth and make a sound.

A burning, stinging sensation shot through my throat!

I tried for a long time.

It had no effect at all.

It could only groan in pain, "ee-ya".

"A mute??"

Cheng Laiyun's expression was rather unpleasant.

All he can do now is search his mind for these suddenly appearing memories.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the time travel, the memories of this body are very complete, even very clear.

"...Cheng Laiyun...an apprentice at Xu's Cloth Shop. He had taken leave to go home to visit his cousin, and while passing through Qinglong Mountain...he suddenly fainted."

Ouch! That hurts!!

Cheng Laiyun's face suddenly turned pale, and he curled up on the small "blanket" made of dry grass.

Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and onto the ground, mingling with the muddy, messy surface.

He realized that a part of his memory was missing.

My past life was on Qinglong Mountain; I had about three days of memories from that time, then they disappeared…

Moreover, whenever he tries to recall the memories of those three days, his head throbs with the same intense pain he feels now.

After quite a while, the throbbing pain in my head slowly subsided.

Cheng Laiyun had learned his lesson; he skipped those three days and started processing his memories from then on.

"When I woke up again, I was in this prison..."

"It was the Xu family's cloth shop that reported the case, saying that I had asked for a day off and had not returned for two days, which clearly indicated that I had deliberately betrayed my employer and absconded. They have charged me with 'deserting my master' and taken me to the authorities..."

"I spent two peaceful days in prison, and then... after eating the meal the guard gave me tonight, I suddenly fainted, which led to me possessing and transmigrating into another body."

After clarifying these points...

Cheng Laiyun stared at the bowl of cold white rice on the ground with an uncertain expression.

The memories of the previous incarnation are very clear; she was not mute at all.

Even before he was transported to another world, he was still able to speak.

There is only one reason for his muteness.

Someone laced this prison food with a drug that made them mute.

But who exactly wants to harm me?

No matter how hard Cheng Laiyun searched his memories, he couldn't find any conflict his predecessor had with anyone... It was a completely unprovoked assassination attempt...

Could it be the Xu family's cloth shop?

"Is Xu's Cloth Shop really that serious? I'm just an apprentice, not someone running off with the money... Wait a minute!"

Cheng Laiyun suddenly remembered a piece of historical common sense that happened in his previous life.

Wealthy merchants, powerful figures, or sons of officials who committed capital offenses that required them to pay with their lives.

His family, unwilling to pay the price, spared no expense in manipulating the situation.

They find people with weak social connections to act as scapegoats.

To prevent the scapegoat from recanting during execution, they will be poisoned to make them mute... leaving them no chance whatsoever.

Wouldn't an apprentice who has just made a "mistake" be the perfect target?

Thinking about this...

Cheng Laiyun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Eeee-yah-yah!"

He struggled to his feet and pounded on the iron fence outside the cramped space.

But... the effect was minimal.

Nobody paid any attention to him.

Even the jailer's snoring drowned out the noise he was making.

"No! The Daoist master can't fall here!"

With no hope of rescue, Cheng Laiyun pursed his lips tightly, his mind racing.

I haven't yet experienced the extraordinary nature of this world.

How could you fall here so easily?!

A cheat code!!

By the way, time travelers usually have some kind of cheat code with them.

Cheng Laiyun wanted to activate his cheat system.

But because he was mute, he couldn't even make a sound...

After trying for a long time, all I got was a sweat and nothing.

"Phew~"

calm down!

Cheng Laiyun tried to take deep breaths.

Article Twelve of the Maoshan Sect Disciple's Code: In case of any indecision, respectfully consult the Ancestral Master.

"But the problem is, all those summoning rituals I learned from the old Taoist priest were just for show; they were completely useless!"

"I was just using my excellent acting skills to fool those naive women..."

"I must say, some female Buddhist lay practitioners really know how to have fun. They insist on having the Taoist priest invoke the gods... saying they want to experience what it's like to be with a deity..."

"Snapped!"

Cheng Laiyun, expressionless, slapped himself.

Forcefully steer the train of thought back.

He rubbed his chin.

This world... seems to be a supernatural world??

Would summoning spirits... possibly be of some use?

Thinking of this, a faint light appeared in his eyes.

It's like a dying person who has fallen into a river and is grasping at a straw for salvation.

Please, God, decide!

It was the foundation of his destiny in his previous life, already etched deep into his soul.

Cheng Laiyun stood up and, without a moment's hesitation, smashed the bowl of cold rice on the ground.

"Crack!" The porcelain bowl shattered.

The entire prison fell silent.

The jailer's snoring stopped for a moment, then resumed.

Cheng Laiyun swallowed hard.

He nervously picked up the broken porcelain shards and, without blinking, cut his left index finger.

"The first step in invoking the gods is a blood sacrifice with incense."

As blood flowed out.

His expression turned serious, and his whole being seemed tense.

Then, he closed his eyes and took a step forward in a strange posture.

Invoking the gods is the second step.

Footwork and stomping!

In a confined space.

Cheng Laiyun took the first seven steps of the "Big Dipper Steps" and felt the flow of air.

He made a "patriarch's incantation" with his left hand under his sleeve.

Silently recite the simplified incantation for invoking the gods:

"Though imprisoned, my heart is connected to the Three Pure Ones."

Blood serves as incense, the spirit enters the Niwan Palace (the upper dantian).

"Now, this humble student respectfully beseeches the Ancestral Master—to manifest his divine power!!!"

He then pressed his finger, which contained semen and blood, to his brow.

one second.

Two seconds...

The prison was deathly silent, except for the violent beating of his heart.

"It's no use..."

Despair enveloped my entire being.

Cheng Laiyun felt as if all his strength had been drained away with that mouthful of blood, and he slumped against the wall, limp and weak.

Sure enough, the tricks of the past life are still tricks in this world...

Just when he was in despair.

A faint, almost imperceptible burning sensation suddenly emanated from the spot between his eyebrows where the bloodstain had been!

Cheng Laiyun felt a "boom" as his consciousness was pulled away and he plummeted downwards.

Then came endless darkness and silence.

Then, a glimmer of light emerged from the darkness and quickly expanded.

It was an extremely simple futon, quietly floating in the void "before his eyes".

The prayer mat was like jade, radiating a pure white, holy light.

Before he could examine it closely, a figure on the futon gradually solidified from faint to dark.

The man's face was as blue as indigo, and his eyes were like golden lamps.

What's most striking about him are his ears.

Her earlobes were enormous, almost reaching her shoulders, and a breathtaking glow emanated from around them.

Though silent, it possesses an air of insight that perceives all sounds and whispers in the world.

Since that figure descended.

A sudden realization, as if divinely inspired, flooded Cheng Laiyun's mind:

[Altar for Invoking the Divine Symbols]

[Current Ancestral Master: Water Spirit General Gao Jue]

[Available Supernatural Ability: Hearing the Wind (Active)]

[Ancestral Blessing (Passive): The divine power of the Ancestral Master is nourishing your body]

Cheng Laiyun suddenly opened his eyes, though he was unable to speak.

But the brightness on her tired face was undeniable!

At this moment, a thousand words cannot compare to one sentence... Hang up!