Dazed Wen Qi

[You have been in a daze for a whole day now. What is so hard to get about transmigration? You are quite the disappointment for authors and transmigrators alike.]

Wen Qi listened to the nagging of his system and he was already used to its 'witty' remarks by now.

He had transmigrated over a while back and he was still thinking and figuring out the situation. It was not that he did not get what was going on, but it was precisely because he understood his situation that he was in a daze for some time now.

His life was fulfilling in its own right and if he was being honest, it was more than it ought to be. For a guy of his qualifications, he had a more comfortable life than most who were in his class.

He was a genius if the overall picture was considered. But the problem was that his genius only applied to the general outlook of things.

Let's take computers as an example.

He was very proficient in using them for basic work and it would only take a couple of YouTube videos to make him a guru in Talk-No-Jutsu in many areas. He had once sold a website that he himself had not seen and only looked for a couple of computer science students from Jiangbei to do the project.

In short, he was very good at talking but he held no substance at all.

And this was a talent. It brought him many opportunities that were hard to come by and it was a way of earning that would have shocked many. But that was not the main thing.

The thing that made him a genius was the way he did it. It was basically fraud, but it was a whole other matter when it came to content creation.

It was basically the same story with those rappers who talk a whole lot of nonsense about guns, drugs, sex, and murder but the police have nothing on them.

Wen Qi would lie a whole bunch on camera and at the end of his content, there were always disclaimers and warnings that basically ensured his safety. But that still did not hold a candle to his novels.

He had been writing web novels for a living aside from being active on other platforms. While the earnings from all other platforms were considerable, there was always a lot of hassle involved. Only writing truly brought out his genius.

He could lie to the heavens and back and not feel guilty at all. The best thing was that he did not have to worry about the law or any other nonsense. This was his favorite.

Just yesterday he had been on his way to a fun meet & greet function that was organized by the platform but he did not know what happened.

He was only taking a nap and by the time he opened his eyes, he was in a courtyard that was filled with clouds and immortal qi.

The courtyard itself seemed to be on top of a mountain and he could not see the end of it. It was more appropriate to call this place a palace or something similar.

I mean, he had yet to see every room of this place. The gazebo he had woken up in was 100 square meters. It was surrounded by ponds and streams and he could not see the other shore. This was what a true infinity pool should look like.

While the scenery was breathtaking, it was not what dazed him for a day.

The memories he had gotten were what made him shocked.

He, Wen Qi, was the only son of Prime Minister Wen of the Ten Thousand Mystic Immortal Dynasty.

The Mystic Immortal Dynasty spanned billions of miles and it was vast and endless. It would take thousands of years for a mortal to traverse from the extreme east of the dynasty to the western border.

The dynasty had ten thousand empires under it and these empires had kingdoms under them. It was mind-blowing just thinking about it.

And such a large Dynasty was just one of many in the Great Desolate Region.

According to legends, the lands beyond the Heaven and Earth barrier were even more grand and prosperous. But all that was too far away from the previous Wen Qi and he did not look into the matter.

If that was all, then it would have been fine. It was good to be a second-generation young master whom no one dared to offend in a radius of billions of miles.

But the thing was that the same Young Master just died of poisoning. Well, it was more of a soul attack, but what was the difference?

Wen Qi looked at the memories for the nth time but it was still hard to believe.

This young master Wen had lived a very comfortable and rich life but the problem was that he was unable to cultivate.

It was the typical rich young master with a trash aptitude, mud body, zero talent, broken meridians, and all that. Just think about it and he had it.

And Wen Qi was very self-aware and never brought up the matter. He lived a carefree life and had everything handed to him by his father. Even his body was filled with pills to strengthen his body and increase his lifespan.

The only thing that was missing was women. He had yet to have a taste and it was normal. He was the Prime Minister's son after all. There was no way he would find himself in the red light district or pleasure boats for that matter.

Even if he did, who would dare serve him?

Wen Qi felt like it was all bittersweet.

His body was unsullied but why were his knees weak and back aching? Maybe this was the woes of mortals? His father being a Void Immortal had nothing to do with him.

But what killed him was not his father's strength or position. But his mother's.