Chapter 1: The Transmigrator's Rebirth

**Boom!**

**Boom!!**

Nine-colored celestial lightning rolled across the sky, and strange phenomena manifested. Purple Qi surged from the east, stretching across thirty thousand miles. Gods and demons worshipped in unison, dragons and phoenixes danced in the air...

There were scenes of the twilight of all saints and immortals weeping blood. The entire world seemed to be in the throes of a grand, celestial battle.

What was happening?

Even in the ancient and illustrious families of immortals, such a spectacle was extremely rare.

...

At the same time, in a void of darkness and nothingness, a lone voice echoed.

"Damn it! I've transmigrated again!!" Chu Wuchen cursed loudly, his frustration palpable.

Originally, Chu Wuchen had been a young man on Blue Star, handsome and charming, talented and full of potential. His future had seemed bright and boundless.

But, as fate would have it, unpredictable events led him to transmigrate to another world.

Initially, Chu Wuchen felt a pang of regret for the unfinished business he left behind. However, a part of him couldn't help but wonder if he was the legendary chosen one, whose soul was destined to cross into another world and dominate it with some kind of powerful cheat or system.

This new world was one of fantasy, where survival of the fittest reigned supreme, and strength was the ultimate measure of respect. Chu Wuchen's expectations soared. What kind of cheat would he receive? A system? A terrifying but incomplete primordial spirit? Or something even more extraordinary?

Full of anticipation, he called out for a long time, "System!!!!!!"

But reality soon set in. He had nothing—no golden finger, no system, no cheat. Apart from inheriting his previous life's good looks, he was left with almost nothing. The body he inherited was not that of a genius but a plain and unremarkable person. His background, talent, and strength were all ordinary, and he wasn't even considered a loser; he was simply average in every way.

Chu Wuchen despaired. Why did he have to transmigrate?

...

However, after a period of initial depression and confusion, he pulled himself together. Relying on his wisdom and perseverance, he achieved some success. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, he became a formidable figure, making a name for himself. He lived a life where he could do whatever he wanted.

But just when he thought his journey had ended, he transmigrated again.

It was almost a repeat of the last beginning. This time, his soul entered another ordinary person, with no advantages or characteristics besides good looks.

Chu Wuchen: "F### you!!"

He couldn't help but curse, his mind in turmoil. He nearly broke down, starting over again. Although he had the experience from the first time, rising again was not easy. Hindered by talent, strength, and background, his journey was filled with obstacles. Finally, he became a strong figure again.

Chu Wuchen thought, "Could it be that I'll transmigrate again?"

And then, he transmigrated again...

But this time seemed different. After shouting, Chu Wuchen gradually realized this.

"Born, born."

This was the first sound he heard in this world. He opened his eyes, seeing light.

It was a grand hall, ancient and extraordinary, filled with celestial energy and radiant light. It was clearly not a mundane place. It even gave a sense of supreme and sacred, as if it were a residence of deities.

Had he risen?

He was stunned. Given his previous experiences, this scene was hard to accept. To ensure he wasn't dreaming or hallucinating, he needed to eliminate that possibility.

So, he bit his tongue hard.

"Oh, no teeth yet."

Chu Wuchen was startled, realizing he had just been born, still an infant. This discovery made him happy. It was real. He...wasn't dreaming!

"My child, my child."

Another voice reached his ears, followed by a face appearing in his view.

He swore! This was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his three lifetimes. No comparison. Her face was flawless, eyes like autumn water, brows like distant mountains. She seemed like a celestial maiden who accidentally fell to the mortal world. Ethereal, peerless. Her aura was unmatched.

Recalling the beautiful women he had seen in his three lives, they could all be described with four words: Ordinary and vulgar. Even though she looked pale and a bit weak, it didn't diminish her ethereal beauty and peerless charm.

This was his...mother.

Looking at this excessively beautiful woman, Chu Wuchen thought. He was certain, he had really risen... The woman, upon seeing him, was also stunned.

This was... Through her eyes, it seemed she saw something incredible.

Double pupils?

Chu Wuchen's eyes were covered with runes, terrifying chaos energy rolling. It seemed like two universes. The woman saw countless terrifying scenes: three thousand worlds, gods and demons worshipping, the twilight of all saints. And a figure, standing with his back to all beings. It seemed all heavens and worlds, all ancient races, were under his feet.

And this figure was her child!

Double pupils, it must be double pupils!!

At this moment, the woman's voice trembled, her hands too, out of excitement. Her child was a double-pupiled one. An undefeated myth through the ages! And born in an immortal family, with pure celestial blood, double pupils were even rarer.

She smiled, stunningly beautiful, like a celestial flower blooming. No wonder he took a hundred years to be born. No wonder...

She stopped at these four words, her beautiful eyes fixed on Chu Wuchen's chest. It seemed she saw something incredible again.

This was... A bone! Radiant, covered with runes, containing the mysteries of the heavens, an extremely terrifying divine power. Upon closer look, more terrifying phenomena appeared.

Supreme bone!!

The woman was shocked, almost dropping Chu Wuchen in her excitement. But even if he fell, it wouldn't matter. Chu Wuchen wasn't an ordinary person. Though just born, his body was incredibly sturdy. Not only wouldn't he be hurt by falling once, but he could be dropped repeatedly, as a toy, to crack nuts or smash stones. Even if he were dropped thousands of times, there wouldn't be any problems.