Many say that a hardworking person will eventually reap the rewards of their efforts, no matter how long it takes. But all I have ever harvested is betrayal and treachery. I am Zhou Fan, a second-year high school student at Shongkai High School.
All my life, I was an ordinary person—ordinary face, poor, average grades, not athletic. I grew up in an orphanage. My father abandoned me when I was two years old. I was a weak, quiet, and introverted child.
I grew up with my childhood friend, Lan Ling—a beautiful girl with black hair and dark eyes. I confessed my love to her three years ago, and since then we have been in a relationship—though we never even held hands. Yet I was her servant, fulfilling every one of her requests without refusal—like a dog that licks.
For years, I worked as a delivery man, riding my bike which I bought for seventy dollars. I earned six hundred dollars a month, which I used to pay rent and to spend on Lan Ling. I was like the dog licking her shoes, and I continued this way until today.
Huff, huff. I struggle to breathe. Water fills my throat.I had thrown myself off the famous suicide bridge near my neighborhood. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down.
I am weak. I have always been weak.
It started this morning when I went out to deliver orders since school was off. After finishing, I went to buy a gift for Lan Ling with the money I had saved for months. A new iPhone Pro.
I expected her to be happy and throw herself into my arms. But reality shocked me.
As I was leaving the phone store, I saw a Lamborghini that caught my attention. I saw a girl coming out holding hands with a man. She looked familiar. Upon closer look, it was Lan Ling.
I ran toward them angrily and shouted, "Lan Ling, what are you doing here? And who is this man with you, you traitor?"
She looked at me in shock and tried to pull away from the man's strong grip. The man laughed and said, "Who is this poor delivery boy? Lan Ling doesn't owe you any explanations. Tell him about our relationship—he's not worthy of you."
I felt my insides tear apart. Blood surged in my throat as I screamed, "Lan Ling, I have given you everything I had—my money, my time, my abilities—and this is how you repay me? You ungrateful, treacherous traitor!"
Lan Ling spoke angrily, though guilt hid behind her words,"And what have I gained from your efforts and all your poor gifts that I don't even need? Unlike Lan Ling Fang, who buys me everything I want."
She crossed her arms over her chest. I glared at them with burning rage and wanted to step forward and hit them, but I couldn't. Because my courage was lacking.
Lan Ling said, "From now on, I have nothing to do with you. We are over, and I wish you luck with your miserable life."
"You!" I shouted angrily, my eyes burning red as I watched their car disappear.
After calming down, regret consumed me, and in a state of unconsciousness, I went to that bridge and jumped.
I closed my eyes underwater, blinded by the bright light above before losing consciousness completely.
When I came to, I found myself in another world.
Black eyes snapped open beneath the water. The body moved like a fish, gliding swiftly to the nearby shore, where it collapsed, panting and gasping for breath.
"What happened? Where am I? Where is my cultivation?"
Zhou Fan looked around in confusion, only to be struck by the shocking weakness of the spiritual energy surrounding him. He tried to stand, but his body gave out beneath him and he fell to the ground from exhaustion.
"I remember... I died. Surrounded by four Great Emperors. They killed me... So how am I still alive?"
Could it be… I reincarnated?
Zhou Fan quickly scanned his new memories. His expression shifted from shock, to anger, then to pure astonishment.
"This... This isn't one of the Three Thousand Worlds. This is Earth—a mundane, civilized planet without cultivation. A world of ordinary people..."
He couldn't believe the level of civilization here—machines, devices, and technologies far beyond what his original world had known.
"So, the owner of this body was betrayed by his lover? No matter. Now that I've taken this body, I'll make sure she regrets it."
"But first, I need herbs to push the King's Sutra to its limit..."
"Wait… On this planet, they use paper to buy and sell goods?"
Flipping through his new memories, he discovered he had a hundred dollars left after selling the phone.
He got on a bicycle and rode back to the apartment he rented—a small unit in a three-story building bustling with people. One of the reasons for its popularity? The landlady. A beautiful, middle-aged woman named Shu Lan.
To the original owner of the body, she was a constant source of stress—always nagging him about rent he couldn't afford to pay.
He suspected she would soon kick him out.
Zhou Fan reached the gate, stepped inside, took the elevator up, and entered his apartment.
A small flat with three rooms: a living room with a kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom. He sat on the bed and began cultivating the King's Sutra.
—Morning came.
Zhou Fan opened his eyes.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he had cultivated through the entire night—reaching the first level of the King's Sutra.
He looked in the mirror. The face reflected back was several degrees more handsome than even the most famous actors—And this was only the first level.
As his cultivation advanced, his beauty would rise to an entirely new realm.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang. He walked to the door and asked,"Who is it?""Shu Lan."
He opened the door, revealing a stunning woman in her mid-thirties. Her aura blended beauty and danger in perfect harmony.
Her black eyes widened in shock the moment she saw him.
"Did you have plastic surgery or something? How did you suddenly become this handsome?"
"I didn't have any surgery," he replied calmly.
Shu Lan fell into her thoughts.My god, that face...
She couldn't help but imagine pushing him down onto the bed, her body pressing against his.
Subtly, she crossed her legs tightly.