Chapter 1: Crossing Over, A Dream of Ten Years

  "What's going on?"

  Qin Hao's eyes swept across the martial arts arena, looking at those people and things that were all too familiar to him, the more he looked, the more unbelievable it was.

  He vividly remembered that he had appeared unexpectedly, suffered severe injuries, and thought he should have died from them. Unexpectedly, when he regained consciousness, what he saw was this scene.

  The people and things that appear before his eyes are no different from ten years ago, and this body of his is also the same as it was ten years ago.

  "Ten years ago?" Qin Hao muttered to himself, finding it hard to believe in this absurd thing. But just a moment later, his heart suddenly surged with great joy. If he really went back ten years, didn't that mean he could make up for the regret of his life?

  Qin Hao's gaze swept across the scene, and when his eyes landed on a slender woman leaning against the wall of the martial arts arena, he suddenly felt a sense of being in a different world.

  A girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a white dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders. On her beautiful melon-shaped face, a pair of bright and expressive eyes were very moving, her red lips were slightly pursed, she lightly furrowed her eyebrows, her expression was cold and stern, looking at Qin Hao's expression with some displeasure.

  The girl's name is Qin Yuxian.

  Qin Yuxian, Qin Hao's sister, a girl who occupies most of Qin Hao's memories, and also an unsolvable knot in Qin Hao's heart.

  When she was young, she would follow him around and affectionately call him "brother"; but after Qin Hao turned ten, she became extremely cold towards him, even speaking to him with a chilly tone.

  At the age of fifteen, Qin Hao left the Qin family due to his miserable situation in the clan and never saw her again for ten years.

  When he returned to the Qin family again, he thought he would have a chance to re-examine Qin Yuxian and find out the reason. However, what he saw in the end was an icy tombstone, and the withered grass crawling on top of it.

  Memories of Qin Yuxian also came to an abrupt end here. For Qin Hao, she was an irreparable regret in his life.

  Qin Hao thought he had forgotten Qin Yuxian, but at this moment, when the girl who should have long since passed away was standing alive in front of him, he suddenly discovered that those memories had never faded.

  Qin Hao clenched his fists tightly, digging his fingernails into his palms. His body couldn't help but tremble. The pain from his palms slightly offset the illusory feeling in his heart, giving him a slight sense of solidity.

  "Qin Hao, aren't you afraid of your father's punishment?" Qin Yuxian spoke up. Her tone was flat and emotionless. Following her slender finger, one could see that behind Qin Hao, there were scattered remnants of broken wooden stakes, smashed tables and chairs, and many wood shavings.

  "Rain Immortal." Qin Hao suddenly spoke up.

  "What's the matter?" Qin Yuxian looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows. She wanted to see what else Qin Hao had to say in this situation.

  "I'm very happy." Qin Hao's voice was slightly trembling.

  Qin Yuxian's expression was shocked, her small red lips slightly opened, revealing a row of neat white teeth. Had she misheard? What had he just said?

  "I said, I'm delighted." Qin Hao raised his head and gave Qin Yuxian a brilliant smile. The brightness of that smile seemed to be able to cover up the sunlight.

  How could he not be happy? The mistakes of the past seemed to have given him a chance for redemption due to some inexplicable changes.

  Qin Yuxian heard this and suddenly felt a splitting headache. Happy? He dared to say he was happy after destroying the martial arts arena she was in charge of? What was he thinking?

  "For dozens of days, you have caused trouble in the martial arts arena thirteen times, and the number of times you've disrupted others' practice is countless. Since Father has put me in charge here, I must give you some punishment."

  Qin Yuxian turned her head and said to a man in a green robe beside her, "Brother Qin, would you please take him to the confinement room and lock him up for three days?"

  "It doesn't have to be so serious." The man in green clothes said mediatingly.

  "I've taken on the responsibility of managing the martial arts arena, so I must do my part well." Qin Yuxian said uncompromisingly: "If you make a mistake, you have to accept the punishment."

  The man in blue saw this and gave Qin Hao a helpless smile, saying: "Qin Hao, no choice, follow me." After that, he walked ahead to lead the way.

  Qin Hao suppressed the excitement in his heart, his face still expressionless. He smiled at Qin Yuxian and followed the man's footsteps.

  "I've offended you."

  The man in the green shirt took Qin Hao to the "sealed room" and said a sentence to Qin Hao, then walked out of the door and locked it, without even looking at Qin Hao, and left directly.

  Qin Hao stood in the dark room, sizing up his surroundings. The walls were made of stone that was impenetrable to wind, and not a single ray of sunlight could get through. The door was made of iron, with only a small round hole in the center, allowing a few strands of sunlight to seep in. Inside the room, there was only a damp and cold wooden bed, which still emitted a faint musty smell.

  Such a dark room was built to punish the children of the Qin family. When the children of the Qin family made more serious mistakes, they were locked in here and let them reflect on their own faults.

  Such punishment seems not severe, but those who have really stayed there understand that staying in a dark and humid place for several days is not very pleasant. The vast majority of Qin family children are afraid of this punishment and will follow the rules when doing things. As for having the opportunity to enjoy such treatment, it has been only Qin Hao in recent years.

  Qin Hao lay on the bed, his hands clasped behind his head, staring blankly at the ceiling. In fact, Qin Hao was not unfamiliar with this place. What really bewildered him was this feeling that was both real and illusory.

  Does he really have another chance?

  It was from here that he set out on another path in life, and thinking of the experiences over the years, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

  He started at the age of seven, stepping into the path of martial arts. At the age of seven, he successfully condensed his Xuanjin, and at the age of ten, he entered the Eighth Layer of Xuanxu, showing great promise in martial arts. He was also seen as a future pillar of the Qin family. However, when he turned ten, his cultivation suddenly stagnated at the Eighth Layer of Xuanxu, with no further progress.

  His father and several elders of the Qin family racked their brains, exhausted all their abilities, and finally found that the reason lay in Qin Hao's kung fu. The kung fu practiced by Qin Hao was passed down from his ancestors, and few descendants of the Qin family had practiced this kung fu for many years. This kung fu itself seemed to have defects.

  But the efforts of the Qin family's elders only went so far. They found out the reason, but couldn't find a solution. Qin Hao was stuck on the eighth level of Jingxuan for many years. The younger generation of the Qin family didn't say much to Qin Hao, on the contrary, most people took into account his situation and were very considerate of him, taking good care of him. What truly shocked Qin Hao was that his sister Qin Yuxian, who had been very close to him and loved to stick with him, suddenly became cold and distant towards him that year.

  From that year on, Qin Yuxian never called Qin Hao "brother" again and rarely took the initiative to talk to him. Qin Hao couldn't understand the reason why an eight or nine-year-old girl, who was still his sister, could be so heartless?

  But he really can't bear the care of several cousins. What he heard from an early age was to stand in front of the Qin family, blocking wind and rain, but now he has to accept other people's shelter but can't do anything. He can't accept it.

  Unable to bear it but unable to change, he simply broke the jar and made more trouble. He was locked in a closed room several times, and after being locked up again, he found an opportunity to escape. He quietly left the Qin family and went out to make a living. This was escaping reality, but at that time, it was the only way he could think of. At that time, he still had a faint glimmer of hope in his heart while escaping, perhaps he could rely on his hard work to get rid of the predicament.

  In the end, he really solved the problem of gongfa under coincidence, and his practice of xuanjin was a thousand miles away in one day, much faster than before he was ten years old. The tempering outside also made him gain a lot.

  Ten years later, he reached the peak of the True Profound Realm and had a great chance of becoming a generation's Martial Emperor, a role that even a country's monarch would have to show respect to.

  He returned to the Qin family, wanting his father to know that he could take on the responsibilities of the Qin family. At that time, he also had a few grievances in his heart, and he wanted to see what reaction Qin Yuxian would have when she saw him rise again, whether she would regret her past selfishness?

  He wanted to prove that Qin Hao was not a waste of time.

  Former losers rise again, shining brightly and writing legends, while yesterday's opportunists are left with nothing but regret. This is a common plot in the legendary stories circulating on the Tian Huan continent.

  However, this is not a story with a fixed routine, so things did not develop as Qin Hao had imagined.

  Qin Yuxian did not have any regrets because when Qin Hao saw her again, she was lying in the cold grave.

  "Without a word, you've been gone for ten years, silently and quietly. That's great! The Qin family has produced arrogant sons, those with low IQ, but never one who doesn't know how to take responsibility." At that time, Qin Hao's father, Qin Feng, gave him a slap on the face as soon as he saw him, and threw out these words.

  That day, Qin Hao found out that in the ten years he was away, Qin Yuxian had taken on the responsibilities that originally belonged to him and helped him deal with those opponents who were supposed to be his.

  That day, Qin Hao knew that on the eve of her passing, Qin Yuxian was sitting in his room, silent at midnight.

  That day, Qin Hao held an old seven-color silk rope in his hand and sat stupidly in front of Qin Yu Xian's tombstone, sitting dry all night, letting tears flow. Almost everyone in the Qin family knew that the silk rope was the only legacy of Miss Qin Yu Xian of the Qin family, but few people knew that the silk rope was a gift given by Qin Hao to Qin Yu Xian when they were young...

  That day, Qin Hao knew a lot and lost a lot. However, no matter what, he would never believe that Qin Yuxian's change in attitude over the years was related to his downfall.

  Qin Hao lay on the damp and hard bed, recalling the past, his face radiating a brilliant smile, but tears fell down uncontrollably. He seemed to see that lovely girl who always followed him with a bright smile, that elegant and refined beauty, that woman who was cold towards him, overlapping in a certain space-time. He seemed to see that on a certain day, Qin Yu Xian would finally reveal a beautiful and moving smile to her, just like when they were young.

  Qin Hao stood up with a start, he stretched out his sleeve and roughly wiped away the long-dried tear stains on his face.

  Until today, he still can't understand why Qin Yuxian suddenly became cold to him. But the regret that he thought could never be made up for was all wiped away in an instant.

  Nothing has happened yet. He hasn't left the Qin family, and Yu Xian is still vividly alive in front of him. Qin Hao clenched his fists and took a few deep breaths.

  This is an opportunity! An opportunity for him to complete his self-redemption!

  He won't miss it again!