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Primordial Yang Sword Saint

After getting dumped by his girlfriend, Lin Xiao jumped in a river and died. Fortunately, his story didn't end there. A soul from another world took over his dying body and he met with a goddess...

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30 Chs

Chapter 1: Crossing Over

Rumble!

The skies today were filled with thunder, and the whole world appeared to have descended into madness. Occasionally, lightning would strike the earth in anger!

While amidst all this, a young man who looked to be approximately seventeen was standing beside a river.

He could be called slightly handsome and was of average height. He is called Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao is an honest, hardworking man. Since he lost his parent at the tender age of seven, he lived with his only relative, his grandfather.

However, even his grandfather left Lin Xiao a year ago, leaving him alone in this cruel world.

At that time, he found his first girlfriend. Named Luo Tu, she became Lin Xiao's support.

She was kind and easy-going. She wasn't gorgeous by any means, her level was far below the school flowers of his school, but she was enough for him.

Lin Xiao quickly shifted all his focus on her. His goal in life was to make her the happiest woman.

The only problem was that he was pretty poor. To counter that, he picked up part-time jobs over part-time jobs, leaving him almost no time to spare after a whole day of school.

It was physically tiring and mentally exhausting. But knowing he could buy gifts for his girlfriend and make her happy, he was more than willing to burn his life away.

This morning, he called his girlfriend to meet up. Strangely enough, she refused him. Something that she had been doing for almost a week now.

Thinking she may be sick, he went to her home. He wanted to surprise her and then take care of her.

But when he reached Luo Tu's house, he saw a heartbreaking scene. His girlfriend, whom he hadn't touched a finger of, was sitting on a rich man's lap while he was kissing and groping her.

For a few moments, Lin Xiao froze. He had never thought that his lovely and shy girlfriend was cheating on him.

Naturally, Lin Xiao got furious. He broke into her house, questioning what her deal was!

He was going to give her one chance to come back since he loved her.

In return, though, the only thing he got was a fist to the face by that rich man's bodyguard and nasty abuses from his girlfriend… no, that bitch!

He ran, ran, and ran until he found himself standing in the middle of heavy rain and in front of a fast-flowing river.

Lin Xiao absentmindedly questioned the meaning of life. He concluded that nothing was worth living anymore.

'I am tired.' Lin Xiao depressingly thought, closed his despairful eyes, and jumped forward in the river after a moment of hesitance.

Splash!

Twenty-second later, deep under the river, he began suffocating due to the lack of oxygen.

He felt extreme pain and discomfort from being surrounded by water on all sides.

Finally, Lin Xiao's heart stopped beating after a lot of struggle.

He died.

Silence then ensued.

A minute later, Lin Xiao stopped heart pounded again, and again, and again, until it returned to its typical beating sequence.

Lin Xiao half-opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer of cowardice, honest young man; instead, it was deep and filled with hidden shrewdness.

Seeing the mortally fatal situation, a trace of panic flashed his eyes which was instantly suppressed.

Without further ado, he began exerting great strength to fight against the stream and swim to the surface. It was awkward for Lin Xiao… no, he should be called Ye Fan, swim since this wasn't his body!

Ye Fan was a businessman from another world who has reached the peak of his life at the young age of twenty-five. Due to the conspiracy of his uncle, he was framed for fraud and then killed afterward.

Never did he expect that he'd cross over and occupy a loser's body!

Thankfully, Ye Fan was a man of talent. His swimming skills were comparable to professionals. Thus, in due time, he got out of the river alive.

Once out of the river, Lin Xiao laid on the ground without an ounce of strength. He was huffing loudly. After continuous swimming, he was utterly exhausted.

"Damn! This body is… so fucking weak!" Lin Xiao complained between his breaths.

In the previous life, Lin Xiao's body was comparable to athletes. Although this body was decently built since Lin Xiao was used to laborious jobs, it still didn't quite match his standard!

But then, suddenly, a peal of almost maniacal laughter escaped his lips. Fortunately, no one was nearby; otherwise, they would be creeped out.

"Kekekeke… to think I'll get another chance to live! Take that! You suckers! Even after all you did, even when I was killed, I didn't die! That means heavens haven't forsaken me! Hahahahah!" He continued laughing loudly without a care in the world.

All of a sudden, his laughter died. The change was so quick that one wouldn't believe it!

Memories of previous Lin Xiao began entering his mind. After three minutes, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"To think he got his girl stolen… simply nauseating! Then again, whatever the circumstances may be, although my predecessor was outright pathetic, I should be grateful for him. At least his death was of some use." Lin Xiao muttered disdainfully, his words half-serious, half-sarcastic.

Lin Xiao hated weaklings. Feeble men, especially. But even worse are unambitious men! According to Lin Xiao, men without ambitions are simply mistakes. They should be eradicated at birth.

It was this mentality that led him to the peak!

His only regret in his past life was merciful. That led him to be framed and killed by his family.

In this life, he has decided, mercy won't be granted!

"Cough… cough…" The moment Lin Xiao stood up, he choked. Water has occupied a large part of his lung, and it is pretty painful. He coughed for some time before the agonizing pain receded.

After regaining his breath, Lin Xiao stood up again. A browse through the memory revealed where his predecessor lived.

The place was nearby slum which he found unmitigatedly disgusting. He would never take a step there. Unfortunately, he was broke and tired beyond belief, and he could only stay there for the time being.

Shambling and shuffling, he slowly made his way up to the house.

The house was anything but liveable. It was a one-story building built for bachelors. As he remembers, the homeowner was a typical money-hungry bitch who pestered everyone to no end.

"Humph, no wonder you got dumped. Serves you right."

He climbed the stairs and went in front of his door. Just as he was about to twist his hand and open the door, he felt someone pulling his sleeve all of a sudden. His pupils shrunk instantly. How could someone reach his back without him knowing in this short corridor?!