Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

The mountain road is full of bends, and the road ahead is even more winding. The van is speeding along the road and is about to enter a series of five hairpin bends.

For some reason, a background music suddenly started playing in Lü Liang's head: "Depiao, depiao, depiao..."

He focused intently, his eyes fixed on the drainage ditch at the bend ahead. That was the spot where, if the bread truck overturned, he would have the chance to slip away.

Lu Liang secretly gathered strength in his hands and feet, while speaking respectfully and perfunctorily, "Don't worry, brother, as soon as we reach a safe place, I will tell you how to operate the Bright Soul Technique."

Bai Li leaned back in the row, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Don't you want to hear what my bargaining chips are?"

"Hey! No matter what you use as a bargaining chip, I'll be completely honest."

Lu Liang laughed loudly, a calculating glint in his eyes: "Who in the industry doesn't know I'm a traitor to the Lu family? As long as I can make the Lu family unhappy, I'm happy, hahahaha."

This mushroom-headed guy is a complete liar; he never tells the truth.

"What if I use the truth about Lü Huan's death to make a deal?"

Crunch!

The van's tires left two dark tracks on the road before it came to an abrupt stop in front of the drain.

A cold glint flashed in Lü Liang's eyes, and his voice was devoid of any laughter. "Brother, you'd better take responsibility for what you said."

Moonlight shone through the car window, casting dappled shadows. Bai Li's face was partially obscured as she said calmly, "I never lie to men."

So it was Aquaman!

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, then quickly dismissed his distracting thoughts. Whether it was true or false, he would know once he searched his memories.

The next second, the Bright Soul Technique was suddenly activated, and blue Yuan Qi instantly enveloped Bai Li's entire body.

A sinister smile crept across Lü Liang's lips. His Yuan Qi contracted, and he reached out his hand. "Tell me everything you know, hehehe!"

*Snap!* A crisp sound.

Lu Liang flew from the driver's seat to the passenger seat with his head tilted to the side, his head slamming hard against the car door, immediately raising a large bruise.

Bai Li withdrew his hand, gently clenched his fist, and the ground trembled, causing the layer of blue primordial energy to instantly dissipate.

Little mushroom head, without some skill, who would dare to come to Liangshan? I'm a carnivore.

Hey?

What happened?

How did I get here?

Lu Liang's face was swollen on one side, and his mind was foggy. He reached up and touched the big bump on his head. "Ouch!" It hurt.

Touching his swollen right cheek again, "Hiss!" it hurts even more.

A smile returned to his face, and he mumbled, "Hehehe, brother, it's all a misunderstanding. I must have been possessed. There are ghosts on this mountain road."

"And now?"

"The ghost was slapped away by my older brother, and now I'm perfectly sober."

"Alright, let's continue the transaction."

Bai Li crossed his legs, stretched out his hand, and said, "Give me the path of the Bright Soul Technique first, and I'll tell you the truth."

With clear eyes, Lü Liang dared not act rashly again. He obediently condensed the path of the Bright Soul Technique into a memory ball and handed it to Bai Li.

For him, the most important thing now is to find out the truth about Lü Huan's death and clear his name of the injustice.

As for the Soul-Clearing Technique, that's for the Lü family to worry about. Things belonging to the Lü family aren't so easy to take.

Bai Li crushed the memory ball in his hand, and a memory surfaced in his mind. He glanced at Lü Liang and realized that this mushroom-headed guy hadn't resorted to any tricks.

He had studied hundreds of cultivation techniques in the Origin Space, and he could tell the truth about the Minghun Technique at a glance.

"Hehe. Big brother, look..." Lü Liang rubbed his hands together, his eyes showing eagerness.

Bai Li asked calmly, "Lü Liang, did you know that the Lü family did not possess the Minghun Technique before the Jia Shen Rebellion?"

Lü Liang was stunned. Wasn't the Minghun Technique an innate skill of the Lü family? How was it related to the Jia Shen Rebellion?

Bai Li, too lazy to be mysterious, went straight to the point: "Back in the Jia Shen Rebellion, the Lü family, led by your great-grandfather Lü Ci, surrounded and captured Duanmu Ying, the creator of the Shuangquan Hand technique, in Duanmu Village. Later, Duanmu Ying was placed under house arrest by the Lü family... This is the origin of your Lü family's Minghun Technique."

"That's impossible!"

Lu Liang couldn't believe that the origin of the Minghun Technique was so shameful, but Bai Li's logic was clear and there was no reason for him to lie to him, so he was already seven-tenths convinced.

"Even if what you're saying is true, what does that have to do with Lü Huan's death?"

Bai Li's gaze swept over, "I have to say, Lü Huan is truly a genius. He is naturally very compatible with the Dual-Handed Technique, so he naturally awakened the Dual-Handed Technique."

"But the problem is that her compatibility is too high. Back then, Duanmu Ying engraved the process of being tortured by the Lü family and her own obsession into the Shuangquan Hand gene. The awakened will simultaneously receive her complete memories of being imprisoned and having Shuangquan Hand modified by the Lü family."

"When Lü Huan awakened the Dual-Hand Technique, he was still young. After receiving Duanmu Ying's memories, he was unable to accept the Lü family's distorted inheritance and obsession, and his mind collapsed."

"When she asked Lü Ci to leave Lüjia Village, the two got into a fight, and she was hit on the head by Lü Ci, which damaged her consciousness."

"wrong."

Lu Liang interrupted him, his expression agitated, "You said the Dual-Handed Technique can freely alter genes, and that Lu Huan can use it to heal her injuries, but she... but she..."

At this point, Lü Liang realized what was happening, but he still didn't want to believe it.

Bai Li saw through it all, "That's right, Lü Huan committed suicide. She had completely lost hope in the Lü family, gave up on self-treatment, and deliberately jumped off a cliff to her death. You just happened to be there at that time."

"So that's how it is, I see."

Lü Liang muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, "If it was Grandfather who injured Lü Huan, then why, why did he frame me?"

"Because Lü Huan altered his memories."

Bai Li raised his hand, patted Lü Liang on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Mushroom Head, you're just plain unlucky."

You're the mushroom head, your whole family are mushroom heads!

Lu Liang really wanted to kill him. Didn't he see he was heartbroken? Couldn't he stop bringing up things he didn't want to talk about?

But he dared not lash out and could only swallow his anger.

Try to calm yourself down; leave these things for later.

Lü Liang rubbed his nose. "Brother, I still don't know your name."

"Bai Li, the 'Li' of Heavenly Principle."

"So it's Brother Bai, the One-Stick Master of the Overturning Seas."

Lu Liang immediately changed his form of address, "Brother Bai, I'll be frank, do you have any ideas on how to deal with my great-grandfather?"

He originally only wanted to find out the truth and then go to the Lü family to verify it.

But now it seems he's in even greater danger; the Lü family won't allow the truth about the Soul-Brightening Technique to be exposed. Going back would mean certain death.

Bai Li raised an eyebrow. "That's a separate deal."

Lü Liang frowned and asked tentatively, "I don't have any bargaining chips to offer right now. Could we owe you for now?"

Bai Li said meaningfully, "Don't worry, you'll have it soon."

"I hate riddle-makers," Lü Liang said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "Brother Bai, let's exchange contact information."

"Okay." The two exchanged contact information.

Farewell.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Bai Li had already disappeared from the car.

Lü Liang's pupils constricted. So fast!

He reflected on his rash actions, realizing it was like a centenarian eating poison—a death wish.

Meanwhile, Bai Li returned to the Happy Supreme Hotel and knocked on the door.

The door was pulled open instantly, and Lu Feiyue, like a clingy kitten, jumped into his arms, sniffing lightly: Hmm, there's no woman's scent.

She raised her watery eyes, her voice cloying, "Is the matter settled?"

Bai Li could tell from her expression that she was itching to take a shower, so he picked her up and asked, "Have you taken a shower?"

Lu Feiyue whispered in her ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "I've already washed."

"Then, would you mind washing it again?"

"Huh?"

Lu Feiyue was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed crimson, her eyes filled with even more allure. She lightly punched him, "You naughty thing..."

The moonlight hid behind the clouds, and a light rain began to fall outside the window. The raindrops pattered against the French windows, making a rhythmic sound.