The Flaming Continent.
It was yet another midsummer. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky, and a violent thunderstorm raged outside. The deafening thunderclaps even scared the timid maidservants to tears.
At this moment, a boy of around fifteen or sixteen, with a bronze complexion, was sitting in a rather plain room in the inner residence of the Yuan Mansion in Xinlin City, looking so woeful that he was on the verge of bursting into tears.
Dressed in a snow - white long robe, the boy had an air of nonchalance. Looking up at the roaring thunder and lightning, he wailed.
"Oh, heavens! I'm just a bit more handsome than you and my talent is just slightly unrivaled throughout the ages, which has aroused your envy. Why on earth did you send me here? It's fine if you sent me here. I don't blame you. But at least give me an identity that befits my handsome appearance. At the very least, make me wealthy with piles of servants and countless beautiful women and treasures. That's all I ask for. I'm not a greedy person. But you've turned me into an almost - idiot fool. This is really unfair."
This young man, who was looking up to the sky and sighing, was Yuan Ye, the sixth young master of the Yuan Mansion. Since childhood, he had been idle and accomplished nothing. At only sixteen, relying on his family background, he spent all day long leading a group of lackeys to harass good - family women on the street. His notoriety was well - known. Just a moment ago, heaven had opened its eyes and a bolt of lightning had struck Yuan Ye's three souls and seven spirits. However, heaven was blind in that this bolt of lightning had brought the soul of a tragic man here.
The tragic man could never have imagined that playing online games and watching limited - edition real - person shows could lead to being electrocuted to death.
A dissolute friend, in his drunken state, insisted on watching the limited - edition real - person shows of his girlfriend stored in a USB drive while he was playing online games. Damn it. I could have tolerated your perversion, but why did you have to short - circuit the wire and splash the broken wire and wine on me? There was no pain, nor did he get to see God to find out if he had been cuckolded. Instead, he was abandoned in this strange world. For a while, the tragic man suspected that God, that bastard, was afraid that he would steal his wife, so he threw him into this world.
Yes, it must be so.
Now, the tragic man, who had already become Yuan Ye, suddenly stood up and pointed at the sky, cursing loudly, "You electrocuted me just because I'm handsome. Damn you! Damn the wire seller! You bastard sold fake and shoddy products. I was just playing an online game, and your wire broke with a pull and sent me here."
"Sixth young master, the master of the family wants you to go to the Gladiator Square immediately," suddenly an old, hoarse voice rang out from outside.
This old man was the old butler of the Yuan family. He had served the Yuan family for decades and obeyed Yuan Jingzhi, the master of the Yuan family, without question. Among Yuan Ye's eight brothers, he respected the third one the most, but he didn't think much of Yuan Ye.
In fact, not just the old butler, but everyone in the Yuan Mansion didn't take Yuan Ye seriously. Actually, the Yuan Mansion was a rather famous noble family in Xinlin City. Yuan Jingzhi, the master of the Yuan Mansion, was a good friend of the city lord of Xinlin City and had considerable strength himself, having great influence in Xinlin City. As his son, Yuan Ye should have been highly respected. However, the former Yuan Ye was idle all day long, had no ambition, and his cultivation was in a terrible state, barely better than an ordinary person.
In the Flaming Continent, you can be lustful, greedy, shameless, or hypocritical, but you must never be without ambition and not want to become a strong person. Weakness is the greatest sin in this world. If you have no strength, you will be looked down upon even if you have a great background.
In the Yuan family, his father and brothers had long been extremely disappointed in him, and the servants in the family, though appearing respectful on the surface, also despised him in secret. The Yuan family had provided him with excellent cultivation conditions, but he refused to cultivate no matter what.
Yuan Ye himself had also resigned to his fate and didn't like to cultivate, just wouldn't do it.
So when the tragic man found out what kind of person his body was, he looked up to the sky and sighed, with tears streaming down his face. Although the tragic man was also a poor - performing student on Earth, at least he had never given up on himself and resigned to his fate.
"Sixth young master, are you in the room?" The old butler knocked on the door a few more times when Yuan Ye didn't respond for a long time.
"What's the hurry? Don't you see that I'm reflecting on life? I'm a busy man, young master," Yuan Ye opened the door, opened an umbrella, glanced at the old butler, and walked straight towards the center of Xinlin City.
The rain was rather heavy. Even with an umbrella, his clothes got wet. Yuan Ye walked indifferently through the long and narrow garden path of the Yuan family and out of the Yuan Mansion. Since he had already integrated the previous memories, Yuan Ye now roughly knew why he was going to the Gladiator Square today.
The world where Yuan Ye was located was the most powerful one among thousands of worlds, named the Xuanji World. The strongest person in the Xuanji World was called the Yuan Zun. The Yuan Zun was so powerful that no one in the world could rival him, and the strong people in the world all attached themselves to him. Thirty thousand years ago, the eight Yuan Zuns in the Xuanji World launched an unprecedented and earth - shattering battle. For a time, mountains and rivers were shattered, and blood flowed like a river. Among them, the battle between the Flaming Yuan Zun and the Ice Soul Yuan Zun was the most tragic, and even the two Yuan Zuns fell one after another. Since then, the strong people attached to the Flaming Yuan Zun and those attached to the Ice Soul Yuan Zun had waged wars generation after generation, and the hatred had accumulated continuously. Up to this day, the hatred was as deep as the sea and irreconcilable.