The Evil Young Master - Rebirth of a Noble Family

Volume 1 Rebirth of a Noble Family

Chapter 001 The Hundred-Lifetime Ferocious God (Part 1)
"Hey, Ox-Head and Horse-Face bring the criminal Zhao Fugui to the palace!" Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed through a gloomy and eerie palace. The palace was filled with a chilling aura, mixed with a strong smell of blood. It was magnificent in appearance, but pitch black, and the eerie atmosphere made people feel cold. The voice came from a burly man with a ferocious face and a thick beard. This man had a majestic appearance, with a straight face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyebrows exuded an aura of authority, mixed with a bit of domineering, which was irresistible. He was wearing a black python robe and a purple and gold gauze hat. On his left and right stood two people, one in black and one in white. The two were tall and thin, with ferocious faces. One wore a white robe and the other wore a black robe. Each held a three-foot-long mourning stick. The black and white were particularly eye-catching. The most conspicuous thing was that the two men's tongues protruded and went all the way to their waists, which looked extremely frightening.
After that majestic voice, I was lifted up by two tall, burly men, my feet off the ground. They were more like monsters than people, for these two "people" were undeniably human, one with a blue bull's head and two black horns standing upright on his temples, the other a red horse's head with a red horse ring through his nostrils—a truly terrifying sight. Looking at their appearances, and then at the two figures on the stage, one black and one white, the imposing man in a dragon robe, and the short, menacing man on a low table to his left wearing the robes of an ancient seventh-rank official, a black gauze hat, a mustache, and holding a book shimmering with black light, along with a huge writing brush, I knew where I had arrived.
"The Hall of Hell? Good heavens, how did I get here? I remember going out with some buddies until midnight and then going home to sleep. How did I end up in this godforsaken place? God, are you kidding me?" At that moment, I felt an urge to cry. I wasn't exactly a model citizen, nor a beautiful flower of the new century, but I was still young and had a lot of potential. Maybe in ten or twenty years I'd surpass Bill Gates, or become a great general like Napoleon. I wasn't exactly a good person, but I wasn't bad either. How did I end up here? Is this what they mean by "good people don't live long, but bad people live a thousand years"? Was I dragged here for no reason because I wasn't bad enough, and that's why I'm in the Hall of Hell at such a young age?
Just as I was pondering this, the two ox-headed and horse-faced demons who had easily lifted me up brought me to the front of the Yama King's palace. Then, without any politeness, they threw me to the ground. The poor thing was just thrown down like that. Looking at the incomparably majestic Yama King opposite me, and recalling those terrifying legends about him, I began to feel a chill in my heart. I wondered how he would treat me? Would he send me to hell or to heaven?
As I was pondering, the two attendants of Yama, Black and White Impermanence, shouted in unison, "How dare you not kneel and pay your respects to Yama!"
Their voices weren't loud, but they were like thunderclaps in my ears, making them ache. My legs buckled, and I knelt down, thinking to myself, "Damn it, my mother always taught me that a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. My life is in this guy's hands now, so kneeling and submitting isn't so bad. Why be a hero? If Yama gets angry, he might send me to the eighteenth level of hell, and then I'd be in a truly unbearable state."
Seeing me kneel, Yama nodded almost imperceptibly. Though the gesture was small, I saw it. He seemed pleased with my obedient and sensible nature. After glancing at me, Yama said loudly, "Zhao Fugui, do you know your crime?"
"I know my crime, I know my crime, I know my crime! Your Majesty, I confess everything, I only beg you to show leniency for my honesty!" Without a second thought, I replied. At this point, what couldn't I admit? Anyone who tries to deny it in the underworld is a complete fool. Does he not know what you did in your life? Asking you is just a formality. If you confess honestly, you'll be treated leniently; if you don't, I guarantee you'll die a terrible, terrible death.
After I finished speaking, I suddenly felt something was wrong. Wait, Zhao Fugui? My name isn't Zhao Fugui. My father's surname is Li. Why is the King of Hell calling me Zhao Fugui? Did he arrest the wrong person? The more I thought about it, the more something felt off. Damn it, while I wasn't a good person, I hadn't done anything truly heinous. The worst thing I did was be unfaithful, dating three pretty girls at the same time. But that shouldn't be enough to kill me, right? Poor me, I'm still a virgin! The more I thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore. I figured I was going to die anyway, and there was no reason for me to die in such an unclear way. So, I finally blurted out, "Your Majesty, my surname is Li, and my name is Li Tianxie, not Zhao Fugui."
Originally, the King of Hell, seeing that I was so sensible, even though I had committed too many evil deeds in my life and should have been sent to the eighteenth level of hell long ago, was prepared to lessen my punishment. But after hearing my words, he was stunned and blurted out, "What? You said your name is Li Tianxie? Not Zhao Fugui?"
"Yes, I am Li Tianxie, only sixteen years old this year. I am from Yangcheng and currently studying at Yangcheng Junior High School. My parents were ordinary workers who died in a car accident two years ago. You can check, my name is definitely not Zhao Fugui." After hearing this, I slowly told King Yama, hoping in my heart that they had really arrested the wrong person.
"What? Is that so? Where is the judge?" King Yama obviously believed my words. He obviously didn't believe that I would dare to lie here. After all, something like this had never happened in the millions of years since the establishment of the underworld. So he was a little angry. A frost appeared on his majestic face. He slammed his fist on the wooden table in front of him, which was made of some unknown material.

Chapter 002 The Hundred-Year Ferocious God (Part 2)
Undoubtedly, Yama, the King of Hell, is a figure of great influence in the Underworld. Just look at the deathly silence that follows his slightest outburst of anger; he is absolutely the undisputed ruler of the Underworld. The Black and White Impermanence obediently shut their mouths, not uttering a single word. Ox-Head and Horse-Face exchanged glances, a hint of worry in their eyes. The short judge, his body trembling slightly, opened the Book of Life and Death. After glancing at it twice, his expression changed, becoming quite unpleasant—at least that's how I perceived it. His complexion had turned from youthful to black, and a trace of fear lingered on his face. Although I didn't know the reason, I knew I had gambled correctly this time; it seemed there really was a problem.
The judge hurriedly ran to Yama's side and muttered in a low voice, "Your Majesty, we're in trouble this time. We've arrested the wrong person. This person is extraordinary. We must think of a way quickly!"
The judge's voice was filled with fear, and his body trembled involuntarily. Although it was hidden in his wide official robes, anyone with discerning eyes could see his involuntary trembling, especially the underworld deities like Ox-Head, Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence. They all pricked up their ears, because although the judge's voice was very soft, the hall was filled with people with supernatural powers. It wouldn't be difficult for them to hear the judge's words. They probably heard everything clearly except for me, a nobody ghost.
Looking at his incompetent subordinate, Yama's brows furrowed with displeasure and disgust. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "This kind of thing has happened before. After drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, how could he remember so much? Since you've arrested the wrong person, let him reincarnate. It'll be done without anyone noticing. Why are you so cowardly?"
"No, Your Majesty, this person is extraordinary. You'll see for yourself when you see him," the judge said urgently to Yama. However, fearing he wouldn't explain clearly, he reached out and took out the Book of Life and Death, placing it in front of Yama with trembling hands. Then he secretly glanced at me, his eyes showing a hint of fear. Unfortunately, I didn't notice, because all my attention was focused on Yama, and the judge's movements were so subtle and swift that I didn't notice at all.
King Yama casually picked up the Book of Life and Death. Although the judge's words were insignificant, King Yama didn't care. After all, such things weren't uncommon in the underworld. The underworld governs the reincarnation of billions of beings; the task is immense and the matters are incredibly complex. Mistakes are inevitable, so both Heaven and the Buddhist realm are understanding. Generally, such situations are covered up and forgotten; a bowl of Meng Po soup resolves everything. If the person is someone favored by a deity or Buddha, then special treatment is given. In any case, those deities and Buddhas understand. Moreover, those with truly great supernatural powers are beyond the reach of the underworld's soldiers. Therefore, King Yama, who had come here, wasn't afraid and didn't pay any attention.
However, seeing how serious his subordinates were, King Yama glanced at it for safety. But once he looked, his eyes were glued to the book, unable to move an inch. He kept staring, his face growing increasingly pale. By the end, King Yama was sweating profusely, his hands and feet ice-cold. If it weren't for saving face, King Yama would probably have collapsed to the ground immediately.
Because the Book of Life and Death clearly stated that Li Tianxie was born on the sixth day of the sixth month of the Bingxu year, at the hour of Chen (7-9 AM). He was born into wealth and nobility, and before the age of sixteen, he was unremarkable. From the age of eighteen onwards, he enjoyed a life of wealth and luxury, free from worries, and at the age of seventy, he would receive a divine connection and attain immortality. This wouldn't have been unusual, but Yama couldn't help but become curious about who Li Tianxie was to have such a good life. So he looked up to find out who Li Tianxie had been in the past. What he saw almost scared him to death. It was clearly written in large
, blood-red characters that in his previous life he was a general who participated in the Anti-Japanese War. Although not famous, he had killed countless people, and many people knew this. However, he didn't mind too much and continued reading: "Ninth life... Dorgon." This was a murderous maniac. Yama couldn't help but wipe a bead of sweat.
"Eighth life... Zhu Yuanzhang." Yama's face darkened slightly.
"Seventieth life... Temujin." Yama's face turned pale.
"The sixtieth incarnation... Huang Jiao." Yama's face paled even more, and his palms were sweaty.
"The fiftieth incarnation... Yang Guang." Yama felt his face contort.
"The fortieth incarnation... Cao Cao." Yama felt his face couldn't be any worse.
"The thirtieth incarnation... Wang Mang." Yama felt his heart clench.
"The twentieth incarnation... Qin Shi Huang..." Upon seeing this name, Yama felt like he was about to faint, the world spinning around him. If he hadn't held back with his strong will, he would have collapsed to the ground.
"The nineteenth incarnation... Bai Qi." This name made Yama feel like he wanted to vomit blood.
"The fifteenth incarnation... King Fuchai of Wu." Yama wanted to slap himself, regretting capturing such a person, but he still continued reading.
"The tenth incarnation... King Zhou of Shang..." Yama was certain he was bleeding, and it was internal bleeding.
"The fifth incarnation... Xia Jie..." Yama knew he wouldn't be able to withstand the shock if he came again, but he still persevered and read on. Although he vaguely remembered the identity of the person before him, he still wanted to continue reading.
Sure enough, in the end, Yama saw the name he had thought of but least wanted to see: the first incarnation, the Demon God Chi You. Yama felt his heart clenching. Next to Li Tianxie's hundred reincarnations was a line of large, blood-red characters, flashing with a fierce light. It read: "A hundred incarnations of a fierce god, a hundred reincarnations, the soul of a demon god, a hundred incarnations of awakening, chaos throughout the world, destruction of heaven and earth."
Yama, the King of Hell, knew this passage. Legend has it that Chi You, the most ferocious demon god in the world, fought a great battle with the Yellow Emperor in Zhuolu in ancient times. After three days and three nights of fierce fighting, Chi You was ultimately defeated by the Yellow Emperor's trickery. Chi You was unwilling to accept defeat and destroyed his indestructible body, allowing the Yellow Emperor to tear him apart with five divine dragons. His corpses were then suppressed in various parts of the nine provinces. However, the demon god's soul, carrying all of Chi You's cultivation, began to reincarnate. By the time the Yellow Emperor discovered it, it was too late. The demon god's soul was elusive, and each generation was destined to be a ferocious god, either cruel, ruthless, lewd, or bloodthirsty. This cycle continued for hundreds of generations, with each generation dying unjustly. After a hundred generations, the demon god's soul could awaken again. At that time, his demonic power would be fully realized, and he would be invincible in the world. The world would once again be ruled by the demon god.
Three hundred years ago, after the death of Dorgon, the 90th incarnation of the Manchu prince, the gods of the celestial realm finally discovered the location of the Hundred-Incarnation Fiend. Unfortunately, they could no longer kill him, so they had to settle for second best. Eighteen ancient Buddhas from the Western Buddhist realm willingly sacrificed themselves to attain enlightenment, using their pure Buddhist teachings to convert the demonic soul. After ten reincarnations to convert the demonic soul, and after nine reincarnations, they helped him become an immortal, allowing him to enjoy eternal life. Li Tianxie happened to be the 100th incarnation of this Hundred-Incarnation Fiend. In other words, Li Tianxie should theoretically be immortal. Otherwise, if anything were to happen to him, the problem would be dire. If he died, the Hundred-Incarnation Fiend would be reborn after reincarnation, causing the world to change color and the three realms to be stained with blood. Thinking of this, Yama, the King of Hell, wanted to die, but in the end, he suppressed his anger.

Chapter 003 The Poor King Yama King
Yama's expression changed rapidly, which I could clearly see from below. Since the beginning, I had been constantly watching his face. Seeing this, I immediately knew something was truly wrong. I was overjoyed, but I didn't say anything. Who knew if I spoke, he might suddenly become ruthless and kill me, annihilating my soul and condemning me to eternal damnation? After all, this was his territory; if he killed me, no one would know.
"Well, it's like this, Brother Li, our underworld affairs are just too busy, so... so we arrested the wrong person," King Yama said with an embarrassed smile. However, he was bitter inside. A hundred lifetimes of malevolent spirit, destined to die a hundred times in vain. He thought he could finally have a good life in this one, but instead, this happened. If he didn't handle it properly, my resentment would grow, and the malevolent spirit of a hundred lifetimes would surely burst forth, plunging him into utter darkness.
"What? You say you arrested the wrong person? You think you can just say you arrested the wrong person and that's it? You son of a bitch, do you know I'm only sixteen years old? And now I'm dead! You killed me for no reason, and now you're telling me I'm innocent, that you arrested the wrong person? Is that all you're going to do? Do you know I'm only sixteen? I'm only sixteen!!! Most importantly, I'm still a virgin. You just let me die like this, what am I supposed to do?" Although I was mentally prepared and knew this would probably be the outcome, and I kept telling myself that if this happened, I had to restrain myself, after all, my life was in their hands, but after hearing this, I still couldn't help but stand up abruptly and curse at the King of Hell.
After cursing, I felt much better, but also a little regretful. People say impulsiveness is the devil, but I didn't believe it. Now it seems I really am. But there's no going back. Just as I was considering what to do next, Yama, the King of Hell, suddenly did something that almost made me dumbfounded. Yama's face was full of anger, but then he picked up the Book of Life and Death and covered his face. When he took it down again, he was facing me with a fawning smile and said, "Young brother, don't be angry. This is our underworld's fault. If you have any complaints, just say so. We will definitely do anything to make amends."
Seeing this guy's smug smile, I was sure that I had some leverage over him. Perhaps, wrongly arresting me was a big deal. Seeing this , I thought to myself, "Since this guy is smiling so smugly, he must want something from me. Why don't I test his limits?"
In the blink of an eye, I put my thoughts into practice. I looked at him and said calmly, "I'm thirsty."
"Thirsty?" Yama paused for a moment, then immediately smiled and said to me, "Sir, you're thirsty? Please sit down, and I'll immediately prepare some top-quality celestial tea for you." After saying that, he immediately changed his expression and roared at Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who were staring blankly at everything, "You two idiots, hurry up and bring me the finest celestial tea that Ksitigarbha gave me last time!"
Ox-Head and Horse-Face were taken aback, but quickly ran over and soon brought me a cup of fragrant celestial tea. I'd never tasted anything so high-class in my life, so naturally I didn't stand on ceremony, grabbing it and gulping it down. The old King Yama beside me felt a pang of heartache. You see, this immortal tea is a rare treasure, produced only a tiny fraction of it every three thousand years. He himself was fortunate enough to obtain even a small pinch, which was already an immense honor. He had always treasured it, never daring to drink it. But unexpectedly, I ended up drinking it. After drinking this so-called top-grade immortal tea, I felt instantly refreshed. My body, which had felt somewhat unsteady, immediately stabilized, and I was full of energy. I couldn't help but marvel at how good this thing was. However, seeing the King Yama's pained expression, as if I had killed his mother, I knew that my plan to get 1200-1800 jin of it was probably impossible.
Seeing the King of Hell's distressed expression, I felt a little embarrassed. "One should be forgiving when possible," my mother always told me. I'm not the kind of person who's unreasonable, so seeing the King of Hell's expression, I decided not to make things difficult for him. Looking at him calmly, I said, "Since you're so sensible, King of Hell, then fine, if you'll send me back to the living world, I won't ask for much more."
"This... I'm afraid that's impossible," the King of Hell said, looking troubled. Hearing this, I immediately flew into a rage and yelled again, "Then what do you want?"
"Grandpa... please don't be angry. Life and death are predetermined. I have the power to kill you, but I don't have the power to bring you back to life. Besides, everyone outside already knows you're dead. If you were to come back to life, wouldn't everyone treat you like a monster? So you can't come back to life." Yama was bitter inside, but he had no choice but to explain to me. He knew that while bringing me back to life wasn't impossible, it would be discovered, and then his reign as Yama would be over. That's why he lied to me. Of course, I didn't know this. If I had known, I would have definitely made a scene.
"Then what do you suggest?" I pouted at this guy and said with dissatisfaction. After all, you're a perfectly healthy person, and suddenly someone tells you that you're dead and can't come back to life. Anyone would be unable to accept that. Although I can say I'm an orphan now, my parents left me a lot of money, enough to live comfortably for decades. I also have three beautiful girlfriends, even if they're just temporary partners with no real feelings. But they're still girlfriends, aren't they? How am I supposed to accept this?
"How about I arrange for you to be reborn?" Yama, the King of Hell, cautiously spoke to me, seemingly observing my thoughts as he looked at my face.
"What? Reborn? Are you out of your mind? Damn it, will I still be me after being reborn? Will I still be me after a bowl of Meng Po soup? What's the point of me living if I forget everything? You bastard!" I cursed at Yama, and in a fit of anger, I kicked him. I swear, I absolutely didn't mean to; it was just a slip of the tongue. This guy had such a smug look on his face, clearly wanting something from me, and he'd gotten me into this mess, so I just accidentally kicked him.
King Yama, punched in the face, winced in pain. While the physical injury wasn't severe, his dignity was considerably damaged. However, he couldn't think about that now, and with a wry smile, he approached me, saying, "Sir, don't be angry. It's like this, I can arrange for you to go to a parallel world of Earth. Everything there is the same as on Earth. You can go there."
"Hmm, that's a good suggestion," I said, stroking my chin thoughtfully. Frankly, I could accept King Yama's suggestion.
King Yama was delighted to see me like this and immediately said, "Alright, in that case, I'll arrange it right away."

Chapter 004: Pushing the Limit is Dangerous
. "Wait, come back." King Yama had only taken two steps when I called him back. My current appearance was indeed rather unseemly; I was half-reclined on King Yama's large dragon throne, my feet on the black wooden desk in front of it, and said smugly, "Well, that's just how I am; I always push my limits."
"What is it, sir? Is there anything else you need?" King Yama, startled by my call, quickly returned to his original position, rubbing his hands together with a fawning smile. Frankly, he looked incredibly awkward; his smile was so stiff. But thinking about it, it was understandable. After all, someone like King Yama probably hadn't done anything like this before. He probably wouldn't have acted this way if he hadn't needed my help today.
"Instructions? No instructions, but I have some conditions. It's up to you whether you agree or not," I said slowly.
"Please speak, please speak," King Yama continued fawningly.
"Well, it's like this: I need to be reincarnated, so you have to give me some benefits. I've retained my memories, but if you make me start from scratch, what if you throw me into a beggar's house? I don't want to live a miserable life," I said calmly. Of course, I didn't want to live a miserable life; everything had to be earned. And now, I naturally had to fight for it.
"Yes, no problem. I guarantee you'll be reborn into a very wealthy family." King Yama naturally wouldn't mind my small request; after all, reincarnation was his decision, so he wouldn't consider it a problem.
Seeing that the first step was achieved, I continued, "Well, not only money, but also power! In this society, having money without power is like waiting to die. I don't want to be eaten like meat in the future."
"Yes, that's fine. Don't worry, I'll arrange a wealthy and powerful family for you," King Yama agreed.
"Is that so? In that case, you at least have to give me some elixirs or elixirs to grant me immortality, or some cultivation techniques. Otherwise, how will I survive?" I said happily when I heard Yama agree. However, I didn't expect that the smile on Yama's face would vanish, replaced by anger. He slammed his hand on the table and shouted at Wu Shang, "How dare you! I gave you a little credit, and you've taken it all for granted! I gave you a little credit for your wrongful death, but you've gone too far! Now, if you want to be reincarnated, then be reincarnated. Otherwise, I'll send you to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer a thousand years of torture!"
As he spoke, he released a hint of murderous intent. Seeing this... Knowing I might have offended King Yama—after all, I hadn't heard their conversation—my expression changed. Realizing I'd gone too far and offended him, I immediately laughed and said, "King Yama, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll go, I'll go."
King Yama, ignoring me, waved his hand and blew me away. After I disappeared from the Yama Palace, King Yama's expression suddenly changed, as if he'd been under immense pressure. He collapsed to the ground, panting, and said, "Luckily I spied on this kid's thoughts, otherwise I don't know how much I would have been extorted. Ugh, what bad luck to run into such a person."
He then ignored his entourage and left alone, disappearing without a trace.

Chapter 004 Rebirth of a Noble Family
"Where am I? How did I get here? Damn Yama, didn't you say I would be reborn?" When I woke up again, I found myself surrounded by darkness, unable to see anything, and I was a little confused. But then I felt as if I were inside something, as if my body was wrapped in something, surrounded by water, and it was warm. I thought this must be the legendary natal womb. Thinking of this, I felt relieved. No matter what, I was still alive. In a way, I was reborn. I was still myself, unchanged.
Life in the womb was extremely boring. My body couldn't move at all; the space was so cramped that moving around was impossible, especially since my newly formed limbs couldn't do it either. So I could only wait helplessly, carefully studying my body. Fortunately, after a lot of exploration, I discovered that my body—or rather, a certain central area deep within my brain—had a trace of very pure energy flowing within it. Wisps of cold energy emanated from the depths of my brain and began to circulate throughout my body. I started to gradually explore and circulate this cold energy, but it wasn't very abundant, as if it were limited. After a few days, the cold energy in my brain disappeared. However, while I was disappointed, I was also happy.
At this moment, I could feel a tiny bit of energy gathering within my body, specifically in my dantian. It wasn't much, just a tiny amount, but it was enough. At least I could manipulate this energy to circulate within my body. You see, I don't know any martial arts or internal energy cultivation, but in my past life, I was fascinated by martial arts novels and diligently studied human meridians and some rudimentary qigong techniques, fantasizing about one day becoming a renowned martial arts master. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed.
However, this lack of success provided me with a good opportunity now. Under my guidance, the energy began to circulate within my body using the most basic qigong methods from my previous life. Although slow, it was a good way to pass the time. The only regret was that the miraculous cold current that appeared at the beginning never reappeared.
One month later, in a luxurious private villa on the outskirts of Shanghai, China, several luxury cars gathered. This villa, more like an estate than a villa, boasted a picturesque setting near the sea, offering clear views of the blue sky, white clouds, and the ebb and flow of the tides. The villa was filled with fragrant flowers and plants, exuding a strong European style, yet subtly incorporating elements of Chinese influence. Dozens of burly men in black, wearing black glasses and with neatly trimmed hair, stood guard at the villa's entrance. Inside, the villa was bustling with people, many pacing back and forth, constantly making phone calls. Hundreds of men in black, hidden in various corners of the villa, moved about, meticulously watching everyone present. Each man was incredibly tense, their hands unconsciously resting on their waists; any slight movement would be met with ruthless slaughter.
"Hey, hey? What's wrong with you bunch of good-for-nothings? The second young master's son is about to be born, and where are the doctors you were told to find? What? You think those doctors there are any good? Good my ass! Those guys are just private doctors, and those young girls who've only been practicing for a few years, even though they claim to be medical doctors, who knows if they're reliable? This is the second young mistress's delivery, how can we be careless? Go and get that female expert for me. If she doesn't come, kidnap her! Tell her that if anything happens to the second young mistress, we'll wipe out their entire family. Oh, and get all the brothers to move together, get the people we asked to help, and bring all the experts in Shanghai to me!" At this moment, a middle-aged man in his thirties with a slightly fierce face was shouting into the phone.
"Dad, could something really have happened? Shufen has been in bed for so long, and I just heard her crying out in pain. Could there be a problem? That young doctor is a medical doctor from the US, but he's only been working for a few years. I'm worried he might not have enough experience. What if something happens to Shufen?" At this moment, a handsome young man around twenty-five years old was pacing back and forth outside a luxurious ward. This man was none other than my future father, Li Suiyun, the second young master of the Li family. This was the Li family's private medical clinic. Although it was called a medical clinic, it was equipped with all kinds of the most advanced international equipment, and several Chinese medical doctors were specially hired from the US to be stationed here long-term, so as to treat any illness of the Li family members at any time. Of course, this was a bit of an overreaction, but it was nothing to the Li family.
“You, don’t listen to Changfeng’s shouts outside. That guy is just like that. He’s been with me for so long and hasn’t improved at all. A proper commander of the armed forces can’t even keep his temper in check. Honestly, it’s a waste that he’s been with me in the army for over ten years and hasn’t learned a single skill. You know his temper; he’s always yelling.” At this moment, a middle-aged general, around fifty years old with a sleek face, a kind expression, and slightly graying hair, said to his son, Anwei. Although he was only in his fifties, he already had three shining stars on his hat, indicating that he held a high position in the military. He was a three-star general. This man was my grandfather, a three-star general of China, the commander of the Northern Military Region, one of the five major military regions of China, Li Xiaotian, the current head of the Li family, one of the three great families of China. He was currently talking to Anwei. Although his words were reproachful when he talked about Changfeng, it was clear to everyone that he didn’t blame him at all. On the contrary, there was a hint of admiration in his expression.
"Yes, why are you thinking so much, Second Brother? I think your wife will be fine. Don't worry so much. Wasn't I more anxious than you back then? In the end, nothing happened to me. Don't think so much, your wife will definitely be alright." A middle-aged man in his early thirties, with a sharp and shrewd look, had his short hair neatly combed. He was wearing a suit and exuded a subtle air of refinement. This man was none other than my uncle, Li Suifeng, the Party Secretary of H City in Northeast China, one of the leading figures of the younger generation in Chinese politics, with a limitless future.
"Yes, Second Brother, don't worry, just wait. I believe your wife will be alright," a young man in his early twenties stepped forward to comfort him. He was handsome and dignified, but his blond hair, casual attire, and prominent earrings clearly indicated he was a modern individual. This man was none other than my third uncle, Li Suiyuan, a true modern youth. He was currently studying in the United States, but it was rumored that he had some connection to the underworld there. Grandpa had reprimanded him countless times, but he wouldn't listen, and in the end, Grandpa could only give up in frustration. Despite
this, my third uncle still deeply respected my father, eldest uncle, and grandfather; he was just too strong-willed and disliked being restrained. It was said he hadn't been home for two years, but upon hearing that my father's son, and I, was about to be born, he immediately rushed back from the United States, showing the deep bond between the brothers.
My father nodded after hearing this. Although he had received many words of comfort, he was still somewhat worried. After all, he was about to become a father, so it was understandable that he was so anxious.
I don't know how long I've been in the womb, I only know that with this wave of pain I was born into the world and began to breathe the long-lost air again. I greedily inhaled the pure air, and for the first time I felt that breathing was so good. I wanted to open my eyes, but I didn't have the strength. My eyelids felt so heavy. Although I desperately wanted to see everything around me, I couldn't see anything. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but the words that came out were the cries of a baby.
Just as my father was pacing outside, a sudden clap of thunder struck the sky, followed by a fierce wind. Amidst the flashes of lightning and the roar of thunder, the cries of a newborn baby instantly pierced the house. My father, who had been pacing outside, was overjoyed. He excitedly grabbed my grandfather's hand and exclaimed like a child, "It's born! It's born! Haha, it's finally born!"
Clearly, my birth brought joy not only to my father but to the entire family. Instantly, a joyous atmosphere filled the entire villa. At that moment, a female doctor came out and respectfully said to my father, "Second Young Master, congratulations on the birth of your son. Your wife has given birth to a boy, and both mother and child are safe."
"What boy? Haha, great! Great! My Li family has an heir!" Upon hearing this, my grandfather was so happy that he almost jumped for joy, joining my father in his celebration. My eldest uncle and third uncle, after a brief moment of stunned silence, also happily congratulated my father, celebrating the birth of the third generation of the Li family—me.
"Second Young Master, look, I've brought all those experts here!" Just as everyone was celebrating, a gruff voice rang out. The middle-aged man who had been making a phone call outside had walked in, speaking in a boisterous manner. He then pointed to the group of experts he had brought behind him. The experts were all bowing their heads, their attitude respectful, but their expressions betrayed their true feelings.
Grandpa, Uncle, Third Uncle, and Dad exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Chapter 005 Named Tianxie
"Let's go, let's go in and see my grandson, haha." Grandpa spoke first, then led the group inside. The wind and rain continued outside. Although the weather wasn't great, everyone's mood was indescribably cheerful, as sweet as if they had eaten honey dates.
"Dad, look, this child is so cute, haha, just like me when I was little." My father took me, still an infant, from the doctor's arms, stroking my rosy little face, and said happily. At that moment, I finally opened my eyes after a hard struggle, admiring this long-lost scenery. Looking at the luxurious furnishings around me, I knew that the King of Hell had finally kept his word and hadn't played a trick on me.
"Haha, yes, not bad, not bad, let me see." My third uncle also took me and picked me up, rubbing his stiff beard against my face, making me itchy and wanting to protest, but what came out were always just 'ah ah' sounds, which made me very frustrated.
Suddenly, my third uncle's expression changed. He placed one hand on my delicate little hand, his face shifting from surprise to curiosity, and finally to ecstatic joy. He excitedly exclaimed, "Second brother, this little guy is born with all his meridians open! He's definitely a martial arts prodigy!"
"What? Born with all his meridians open? Haha, no wonder he's from our Li family! Hehe, not bad, not bad. When we take him to the ancestral temple to choose a good martial art, who knows, our Li family might even produce a first-rank master!" Grandpa said with a smile, clearly very happy, but seemingly not particularly concerned about this.
Later, I learned that while martial arts were indeed a good thing, for the Li family, it was merely a means of strengthening the body. At the level of the Li family, those江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) outlaws were just tools. Although the Li family itself didn't have many masters, it had countless loyal followers. One more or one less wouldn't matter to Grandpa, though he was certainly happy that his grandson was capable.
"Dad, this child doesn't have a name yet. Why don't you give him one?" My mother, lying on the hospital bed, looked at me with kind, gentle eyes, then softly asked my grandfather, who ultimately made the decisions in the family.
"Hmm, this child was born amidst lightning and thunder, a truly eerie occasion. I think we should name him Li Tianxie (Li Heavenly Evil). Hehe, born with an eerie spirit, not bad at all. Our Li family has produced all sorts of people over the years, but never anyone like this child. Born with all his meridians open, that's a legendary constitution! I never expected it to appear in this child; it's truly extraordinary. I think Tianxie is a good name. What do you all think?" My grandfather asked the group around him in a questioning tone, but judging from his expression, he had already decided on the name.
No one dared to disobey the old man's word, and so my name was decided: Li Tianxie, the same as my name in my previous life. This made me a little curious. Was it because I was born amidst a violent storm of wind and lightning in my past life that my parents gave me this name? But while I was thinking about this, I didn't forget to listen to the news outside. In a short time, I learned the identities of these people and memorized their appearances. These were my relatives in this life.
At this moment, I really wanted to shout, "I'm back! Li Tianxie is back!" But what came out was a loud wail, leaving me utterly frustrated.

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