Uma história sobre alguém que viaja para um mundo diferente e se torna mais forte ao acumular experiência por meio de habilidades de proficiência.
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Year 638 of the Great Liang, fourth month.
Back kitchen of Clear Breeze Monastery, Qingshan County.
Sitting at a long wooden table, Chen Mu took a bite of the coarse vegetable flatbread, its rough texture making him grimace involuntarily.
He did not belong to this world.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary, socially anxious shut-in. One sleep later, he awoke in a different body, in a different place, possessing another’s form and soul.
His predecessor’s name was also Chen Mu, a poor scholar who made a living by writing and drawing portraits.
This was not his home—his real home was in Qingshan County, at the foot of the mountain.
He had come to Clear Breeze Monastery to copy scriptures for money.
His predecessor had been here two days; for some unknown reason, after a night’s sleep, his consciousness vanished, and now Chen Mu had taken over the body.
“Chengming, your master isn’t back yet?” A Daoist priest, over fifty years old, chatted as he scrubbed bowls.
The man’s surname was He, the temple’s firekeeper.
Upon hearing the question, the eight- or nine-year-old Daoist novice beside Chen Mu puffed out his cheeks and mumbled, “Not yet.”
“Heh, seems that soul-possessing evil spirit is rather fierce.” Daoist He squinted at Chen Mu.
Chen Mu: “…”
“Do you know, they say the one possessed this time was a poor scholar. Woke up and seemed like an entirely different person—couldn’t write properly, spoke oddly, didn’t recognize a soul in the village, and that’s how his nei