Chapter 1

In the southern region of the Great Qian Dynasty, in the city of Jinyang, was the residence of the third-rank State Protector General of the Qin Family.

As the scent of medicinal herbs wafted into his nostrils, Qin Feng, lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The room had an antique charm, with a bed adorned with light curtains and everything feeling so unfamiliar.

Qin Feng, still groggy, shook his head and couldn't help but feel puzzled. Where was he? How did he end up here?

"Young Master, you're awake?" a clear voice rang out. Qin Feng looked towards the source and saw a lively young girl dressed in a green dress. She was holding a steaming bowl of herbal soup.

"I'll go report to Master and Second Madame." The lively girl, obviously impatient, didn't waste a moment. She put down the soup and hurriedly ran outside. Qin Feng wanted to ask something, but seeing the situation, he could only helplessly give up.

Just then, a sharp pain pierced his head, and various pieces of information flooded his mind.

Qin Feng, a weak scholar of the Great Qian Dynasty?

His father, Qin Jian'an, was a third-rank State Protector General, and the entire family lived in the southern city of Jinyang.

Qin Feng widened his eyes. Had he transmigrated here? Was he a noble heir?

Before he could be too surprised, more memories surged forth.

The ancestors of the Qin Family had fought alongside the late Emperor of Great Qian, battled enemies on all sides, cut down monsters, and eliminated demons, earning remarkable military achievements. They were bestowed the title of third-rank State Protector General. Over time, the title became hereditary, moving from third-rank to first-rank, then second-rank, and third-rank again.

Now, the once prestigious Qin Family only held the title of third-rank State Protector General.

Qin Feng's expression was complex. He had thought that being a third-rank State Protector General was a significant rank, but he didn't expect there were higher positions like first-rank and second-rank State Protector Generals. In that case, wouldn't anyone be able to overshadow him?

According to Great Qian's hereditary system, as long as someone in the Qin Family could achieve military merits, they could retain their original rank or even elevate it. However, except for the ancestor, most of their descendants were mediocre, accomplishing nothing. Consequently, the Qin Family gradually declined.

This decline was particularly evident in the original host's father, Qin Jian'an.

Initially, the Qin Family resided in the Imperial Capital, Heavenly City. However, Qin Jian'an felt the cost of living in the Imperial Capital was too high. Surprisingly, he chose to sell their ancestral home and relocated the entire family to this remote small city in the south. At that time, this decision shocked many.

It was important to note that countless people in the Great Qian Dyansty yearned to enter the Imperial Capital, Heavenly City. Those who willingly left the Imperial Capital were few and far between.

If the ancestors of the Qin Family knew about this, they would undoubtedly be furious enough to jump out of their coffins.

"What a talent," Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

However, why had he transmigrated here? Could it be that the original host had died?

Qin Feng tried hard to recall and finally understood the whole sequence of events.

In the current year, the tenth year of Mingde, the world was in chaos with demons and ghosts roaming freely. Despite the presence of the Great Qian's Demon Slayer Department, which aimed to cut down monsters and eliminate demons to protect the people, the problem persisted.

Five days ago, black mist infiltrated the outskirts of Jinyang City, absorbing people's vitality and claiming lives. Several members of the Demon Slayer Department were sent out from the city but never returned.

The original host felt frustrated at home and, with no curfew in the small city of Jinyang, he often wandered the city at night, venting his dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a demon causing havoc in the city and then…

He closed his eyes, stiffened his leg, and died of fright!

Qin Feng opened his mouth wide; this manner of death was truly unexpected.

From his memories, he also understood why the original host was so frustrated. It turned out his biological mother had passed away when he was one year old due to a stubborn illness. Qin Jian'an, later on, married again and had another son.

Originally, this wasn't a big deal; after all, in ancient times, having multiple wives and concubines was common. However, the oddity lay in the extraordinarily high innate talent of the Second Young Master of the Qin Family.

In this world, the Human Race possessed various Dao Lineages to combat demons, such as Hundred Ghosts, Divine Martial, and Literature Saint. Qin Family's Second Young Master, Qin An, practiced the Divine Martial Dao Lineage.

Due to his vigorous blood energy and extraordinary bones and muscles, he successfully entered the ninth rank of the Body Refinement Realm at the age of fifteen. At sixteen, he reached the eighth rank of the Qi Refinement Realm. Now, at the age of eighteen, he had even attained the seventh rank of the Hidden Breathing Realm.

Such rapid advancement speed would be admired even in the Imperial Capital, Heavenly City.

What about the original owner?. He was weak and powerless, with most of his knowledge being theoretical. Although he could have entered the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, given his studies, he hadn't even reached the ninth rank of the Literature Saint's foundational realm.

With comparison done between both of them, the original owner felt his face lost. At home, he always felt that the servants and maids in the house looked down on him.

Even the second madame and his younger brother looked at him with disdain.

Whenever they looked at him, he felt their eyes filled with sheer contempt.

Because of this, the original host had been constantly frustrated. He wandered the city of Jinyang at night, venting his dissatisfaction.

Qin Feng sighed with emotion. In his previous life, he had been oppressed by others since childhood. He didn't expect that in this life, even his own younger brother would suppress him.

But it didn't matter. Coming here from another world, without any cultivation talent, being looked down upon at home, targeted by a malicious stepmother, and oppressed by a half-brother with extraordinary innate talent, based on his past life's experience, this was the rhythm for greatness!

Maybe, in a few days, he would be framed by his second mother and younger brother, expelled from the Qin Family. He would leave behind bold words of "prosperity and decline never last," and from then on, he would soar to the sky!

Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on Qin Feng's lips. He felt a bit excited thinking about it.

Just then, with hurried footsteps, a person entered the room, swiftly approaching the bed and grabbing Qin Feng's arm.

Looking up, the person was dressed in black Martial Artist attire, had a handsome appearance, appearing to be around eighteen or nineteen years old. Their eyes were bright and spirited, making people feel their hearts race.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, his face slightly red. He withdrew his arm and said, 

"Miss, men and women should not touch hands when they give or receive things. Please behave appropriately."

However, even though he said that, he couldn't help but feel delighted. It wasn't often that he encountered such a clear-cut and beautiful person. What was the relationship between them? Could she be his fiancée?

But there was no mention of this in his memories.

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the person in black frowned. He turned and asked, "Doctor Song, what's wrong with my brother? He's speaking nonsense and doesn't even recognize me."

"If I'm not mistaken, Eldest Young Master seems to have been frightened. His three immortal souls and seven mortal souls are disturbed. We might need to find a specialist from the Demon Slayer Department to come and examine him," an old man with grey-white hair hesitated for a moment before giving this reply.

Qin Feng looked at the person in black, his face filled with surprise. Did this person just call him brother? But the Qin Family only had two Young Masters; could that mean…

He's my Second Brother, Qin An?!

The original host had always felt inferior in front of this person, so his memories intentionally avoided thinking about this individual. His impression of this person's appearance was extremely vague.

This was not good at all. Such a delicate face… If he were to wear women's clothing…

Ugh, what am I even thinking?

With countless thoughts racing through his mind, the door again resounded with the sobs of a woman, "I was against leaving Heavenly City from the beginning. The world is so chaotic now, demons run rampant. Within Great Qian, where is safer than the Imperial Capital? But you, Master, insisted on coming to this remote place."

"Now, if something happens to Feng'er, how can I face my deceased elder sister?"

"Madam, please don't cry. Everything is my fault. I'll go find someone from the Demon Slayer Department's Hundred Ghosts Dao Lineage later to check if my son's soul is damaged," the middle-aged man with a resolute face said.

Qin Feng looked in the direction of the voice. The crying woman was a beautiful lady in her mid-thirties, well-maintained, with a curvaceous figure and an attractive appearance. Standing next to her was a middle-aged man with a determined and handsome face.

According to his memories, these two were his second mother, Meng Xue, and his biological father, Qin Jian'an.

But the current situation seemed to deviate from what he had originally thought.

What happened to the malicious stepmother? What about the Second Brother who wanted to drive me to my death? Why are you both so concerned about me? How will the story unfold from here?