Liang Yi now felt as if he was in a dream, where he plunged into the depths of the ocean, unable to feel a wisp of air, with pressure squeezing him from all directions.
He wanted to shout, but opening his mouth, he couldn’t make a sound; he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as mountains.
Calling for the System panel yielded no response, and when he tried to channel his Mana, he found himself completely depleted, as if he had never cultivated before.
"Little Yi! Little Yi!"
Just as Liang Yi was filled with anxiety, a familiar voice ca from nowhere, guiding him forward in the endless darkness.
He was sure he had never heard these voices before, yet when they called out, he felt an inexplicable intimacy and instinctively trusted them.
"Little Yi! Little Yi!"
A myriad of voices mingled together, guiding Liang Yi onward.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, Liang Yi felt a sudden relief, as if erging from under the sea, and his whole body relaxed.
Automatically, his eyes opened.
"Little Yi, what are you daydreaming about? Mom here has an extra piece of cornbread, take this to eat first, co back if it’s not enough."
A common-looking village woman with a gentle face squatted in front of Liang Yi, taking out a pale yellow cornbread from the bamboo basket slung on her arm and stuffing it into Liang Yi’s hands.
"Mom, thank you! I’ll co to help you when the crops are harvested!"
Liang Yi didn’t speak; it was the voice of the little boy from Liang Yi’s perspective, incredibly youthful, yet Liang Yi himself realized this was him.
To be precise, it was him as a child.
"Good boy, go ahead and help the village chief with selling, and be careful on the road! Mom is heading back ho now."
The common but kindly Mom gently patted young Liang Yi’s head and turned to walk back to her yard.
Young Liang Yi silently watched the woman recede into the distance, bowing deeply.
With a basket far bigger than his own size on his back, carrying a potent sll of dicinal herbs, it looked like the village chief wanted him to sell these.
The adult Liang Yi observed his surroundings with a god-like perspective; this was a small mountain village that seed not very affluent. Every villager who saw young Liang Yi greeted him warmly, and he politely returned each greeting.
"Is this, mories of my previous life?"
Liang Yi was sowhat bewildered; hadn’t he been injured and fainted? How did he end up here?
"Liang lad, you’ve grown up pretty fast!"
An elderly farr in plain clothes squatted on a large rock at the village entrance, a dry tobacco pipe dangling from his mouth.
"Village Chief Grandpa, I didn’t want it either." Young Liang Yi’s voice carried a tone of grievance, his face troubled.
"It’s alright, our Gou Village has over a hundred households, each contributing a al is enough to sustain you. I, your Gou grandpa, think you’re no ordinary person, rember our village when you make it big."
"You were just a normal infant a year ago, now you look five or six. I reckon, you must be a reincarnation of an Immortal!"
Gou Village Chief took a puff from his dry tobacco, exhaling two streams of smoke through his nose.
"Hehe, regardless of being so immortal or not, in the future my wish is to make everyone in the village prosperous!" Young Liang Yi’s voice was full of aspiration, his little fist tightly clenched.
"Mm, I’ve not raised you for nothing. Go on, be careful on your way to the city, and co directly to my house for dinner tonight. Butcher Zhang just slaughtered a pig, it’s extrely fat! Grandpa Gou will treat you to so at today!"
The village chief grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, as he instructed young Liang Yi with a smile.
"Yay! I get to eat at tonight! Grandpa Gou, I’m leaving first!" Young Liang Yi excitedly waved at the village chief, carrying a bamboo basket nearly twice his size as he walked out of the village.
Behind him, the Gou Village Chief also knocked on the stone with his smoking pipe and straightened up, ready to show off his cooking skills for young Liang Yi.
Liang Yi walked around the young child, paying special attention to the face.
"You’re telling this is a child of one year and a few months old?? Do one-year-old children in the world of immortals all look like they’re five or six years old? And so precocious?"
Liang Yi was utterly shocked!
Had the village chief not ntioned it, he would have thought that his younger self was five or six years old. No wonder the village chief said it was a reincarnation of an Immortal.
Moreover, this village chief has quite a bold heart. No, the hearts of this entire village are bold. If it were another village, he might have been dead already, right? Still having the opportunity to grow up by getting food from different families?
"This face is undeniably mine, but at this ti I should be called cute." Liang Yi nodded secretly, feeling that his survival was mostly thanks to his face.
Low key! Stay low-key!
It was also after seeing this face that he was one hundred percent sure that the mories he was viewing must be from his predecessor’s childhood.
Ti flies!
Observing the passage of ti, after selling dicines and returning, the village was raided by bandits; the young Liang Yi plotted how to take revenge. Later, his contributions were stolen, thanks only to his high charm value that he wasn’t killed on the spot.
Afterwards, in the forest, he encountered Su Youyi, who as an infant already had pale red pupils. The two-year-old Liang Yi took the infant Su Youyi and stepped into this harsh world.
He also saw how cold the young Su Youyi was, almost devoid of any emotional fluctuations, more like a cold weapon than a person, quite the opposite of her lively self now. But one thing that never changed from beginning to end was that her main concern was always Liang Yi.
Liang Yi’s world had only her, and her world also had only Liang Yi.
He saw the two relying on each other, weary from the travels; saw them fall asleep in each other’s arms, Liang Yi racking his brains to make up stories for her; saw him diving into deep rivers to catch fish to nourish his sister’s body.
He saw Su Youyi getting accidentally kidnapped by human traffickers when Liang Yi was out working. When his sister and other children were thrown onto an airship, Liang Yi arrived just in ti during the crisis, sabotaged the power cabin of the airship, and took a leap with his sister from the high skies plunging into a lake.
That must be the reason for Su Youyi’s fear of heights today.
Liang Yi also knew their faces were too special, so they made themselves up to look ugly every day.
It was good that Liang Yi was just starting to develop so urgency, but afterwards he reverted back to looking his current age.
Years passed by, the scene froze on a familiar and kind face reaching out to him and his sister, wanting to take them away.
That person was Chen Hua!
The scene abruptly ended, without mory of Liang Yi’s birth or any segnts after joining the Taoist Sect, yet it left Liang Yi greatly shocked.
"Is this the previous mory lingering on until now, only just rging with ?"
After sorting out his thoughts, Liang Yi felt this possibility was the highest, but isn’t such mory fusion supposed to co with transmigration?
What now, delayed by half a year?
So assertive, where’s the transmigration managent bureau? I want to complain! Here’s soone transmigrating outside of the laws!
But complaints aside, the rging of mories also greatly advanced his feelings towards his junior sister, enriching his understanding of her.
After all, how can half a year of acquaintance compare to those years of rough living and constant companionship?
"Smack!"
Liang Yi lightly slapped himself, his favorability was already maxed out, so what more was there to advance?
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