In his previous life, Qiu Yanping was a prominent figure who made a fortune during the former dynasty simply by using Feng Shui compasses and Bagua mirrors. However, he was a person without many principles; if you paid him, he would calculate anything for you.
According to the rules of his ancestors, when it came to Feng Shui matters, one must follow the will of the heavens and not attempt to change fate against its course. Nevertheless, Qiu Yanping’s background as an unorthodox disciple led him to follow the same surname as his ancestral master, and there was a mysterious connection in his bloodline. However, when the rules of his ancestral master reached Qiu Yanping’s ears, it was as if they were mere whispers in the breeze, leaving no trace behind.
Although he was bestowed with the ancient Qiu family name, his personality was unconventional and somewhat rebellious. He didn’t want to live a secluded life in the mountains like other members of the family. He preferred to immerse himself in the mortal world, believing that getting involved in the mundane affairs would be better than having those wooden faces back at home.
As the most talented junior in the Qiu family, he was forbidden from stepping into the realm of Feng Shui. When the elders forbade him to learn, he became even more determined to explore this field secretly. He hid in the library, secretly studying and learning the art of geomancy and face-reading.
Later, when he left the mountains, he indeed made a name for himself in the world beyond. Eventually, he aligned himself with emperors and accumulated fame and wealth, yet he felt that the world had become somewhat dull.
Qiu Yanping could read fortunes for others and predict the fate of great enterprises, but when it came to his own life, he couldn’t see through it.
Having examined the lines on his palm, the family elders shook their heads and sighed, “Chaotic, truly chaotic.”
Still a young and naive Qiu Yanping blinked his eyes and asked the elders, “What will happen then?”
He looked at him with a trusting gaze, as if he were a formidable elder who knew everything.
The elder cleared his throat and stroked his long beard, which exuded an air of immortality. With an enigmatic tone, he mused, “… The heavens have their own arrangements, which outsiders cannot fathom, nor can they interfere.”
Later, Qiu Yanping was struck by a heavenly thunderbolt, and it felt as though his internal organs were being roasted in a furnace. At that moment, Qiu Yanping thought that the so-called heavens’ arrangements were merely a way for the heavens to express disapproval of him meddling in their affairs.
However, it was fine that way. He was already weary of the myriad complexities of the world. Even though he had saved lives and averted disasters, earning the reputation of a living bodhisattva and accumulating wealth, he felt an emptiness in his heart, as if there was no place for him to belong. Now, with this heavenly thunderbolt punishing him for divulging too much heavenly secrets, or perhaps simply finding him bothersome and wanting to deal with him sooner, Qiu Yanping didn’t think much of it. He only hoped that this ordeal of being struck by the heavenly thunderbolt would be over quickly.
“If only the family elders had warned me earlier, telling me that tampering with fate would result in such severe punishment, I would have been more cautious,” Qiu Yanping thought.
Although these rules and regulations were implicitly accepted, no one had mentioned how excruciating it would be to bear the divine punishment of the heavenly thunderbolt. They only spoke of how all accumulated merits would be stripped away in the end, leaving one completely exposed, both in arrival and departure.
At that moment, Qiu Yanping pondered what good those merits would serve. In this lifetime, one couldn’t live according to their own wishes, and there were many grievances. So, why not strip everything away!
Given another chance, Qiu Yanping would undoubtedly cling to his remaining merits shamelessly. Each merit taken away from him by the heavenly thunderbolts only intensified the pain inflicted upon him. Those merits were truly invaluable.
Qiu Yanping endured the seemingly endless torture of the heavenly thunderbolts, not knowing how long it lasted. Eventually, before succumbing to the excruciating darkness and pain, he thought to himself that at least he had fainted, and whether his soul scattered or his body turned to ashes, he didn’t really care.
However, later, in a hazy state, he opened his eyes again, finding himself in a bright place. Qiu Yanping knew that the heavens must have been displeased with him for a long time. They took away his merits and threw him into a strange place, denying him the comfort of a quick resolution.
Struggling to get up from the ground, Qiu Yanping’s body ached with the pain of his muscles and bones being strained. Still feeling the lingering shadow of the heavenly thunderbolt’s punishment on his soul, his body’s condition wasn’t much better.
Glancing at his peculiar white robe and surveying the messy surroundings with broken bottles and containers, along with the bodies of several individuals resembling him covered in blood nearby, Qiu Yanping clicked his tongue slightly. The original owner of this body seemed to have escaped from somewhere, but unfortunately, they didn’t get far before dying, and he happened to seize the opportunity.
The place he found himself in seemed isolated, with no village or store in sight. Except for the wreckage behind him, the area was filled with weeds and peculiar rocks, and the situation didn’t look promising.
Observing the large wound on his body still bleeding, he tore a piece of white cloth from his robe and applied pressure to the wound. He grimaced, enduring the pain. He estimated that if he couldn’t find a doctor, he might not last for more than an hour or two.
As he walked forward, Qiu Yanping pondered once again: Was he really that annoying to the heavens in his previous life? Had he offended the heavenly dao?
He didn’t have to wait long for answers. A vehicle-like carriage, not drawn by horses but by winged beasts on either side, flew over. Qiu Yanping was taken aback. He thought he might be experiencing hallucinations due to excessive blood loss.
Qiu Yanping was saved and spent almost half a month recovering in the best medical center on Earth. Despite the severity of his injuries, there were no lingering complications. During his hospitalization, he assimilated the memories of this body, gaining some understanding of the simulated planet environment called Earth One, along with Earth Two, Three, Four, Five, and Six, each functioning as independent and distinct entities, much like the ancient states of Yan, Zhao, Han, Wei, and others.
Understanding the concept of Earth as a planet required some mental effort for Qiu Yanping, as did adapting to the new vocabulary, new concepts, and even the original identity of this body. Throughout his recovery period, he kept himself busy and fulfilled with these new experiences.
The original occupant of this body, Qiu Yanping, was one of the top medical scientists on Earth One. He had a refined and gentle demeanor, having been adopted and raised by the Marshal’s household since childhood, as a close friend entrusted the child to the Marshal’s care. However, contrary to Qiu Yanping’s initial perception, the relationship between the original occupant and the Marshal’s family was rather distant, even colder than plain water, as if it had been distilled.
The impression given to the outside world was that the original occupant was a successful and genteel medical researcher. However, with the integration of his memories, Qiu Yanping realized that the truth was that the original occupant was a somewhat mad scientist, who would stop at nothing to conduct experiments and seek the latest technological advancements. The accident and danger he had encountered were the result of an experiment gone wrong, leading to the death of all the researchers present, including the original occupant.
Having devoted himself to scientific research and experiments, he received what he sought. Qiu Yanping glanced out of the window, squinting slightly at the sunlight. It seemed that an important figure was arriving downstairs, with a group of medical staff waiting nervously.
Qiu Yanping got out of bed, stretching his limbs, and decided to go outside to enjoy the sunshine.
Qiu Yanping sat on a bench in a small garden not far from the entrance. After basking in the sunlight for a short while, a deep shadow covered his head. He looked up and found himself momentarily speechless as familiar words lingered on the tip of his tongue. After a brief pause, he exclaimed, “Ah!” Finally, the memory matched the term—Forcecraft.
The Forcecraft landed, and soon, a group of people rushed out, pushing a stretcher with a pale young man lying on it. His face appeared stern, with deep furrows between his brows. Qiu Yanping sensed a faint sense of death in him, his gaze falling on the young man’s frozen legs, which had tendons severed and suffered severe frostbite. Although the injuries weren’t fatal, it seemed that the young man lacked the will to live.
Quickly, the medical staff waiting downstairs at the medical center took the young man into the operating room, while the people from the Forcecraft remained downstairs, occupying half of the medical center’s lobby.
Qiu Yanping clicked his tongue softly; it seemed that the injured person was someone of importance. He continued to bask in the sun for a while, feeling warm all over before sluggishly making his way back to his room upstairs.
He would be discharged in a couple of days, as his injuries were healing well. He could sense his soul and this body gradually merging and adapting to each other.
During this time, someone from the Marshal’s household came once, paid the medical fees, and left. Qiu Yanping pondered whether he should repay the debt of gratitude after he was discharged. Unfortunately, he had no money and no source of income. Previously, his income came from funding secured through his research achievements. However, now that his laboratory had suffered a major disaster, it was unlikely to have any good prospects. He had to figure out how to support himself first.
In his previous life, Qiu Yanping never had to worry about food, drink, fame, or fortune. In this life, however, he was thrown into this strange place by fate, and while he did have some fame, it was not a favorable reputation. As for fortune, he had none. Qiu Yanping contemplated whether he could get away with taking some of the patient’s meals from the medical center as he left. It was miserable, truly miserable.
Later, when he had fully recovered and was discharged, Qiu Yanping realized that these challenges were not the most miserable.
The worst part was that all his accumulated merits were wiped out. The aftereffects of the heavenly thunderbolts accompanied him even after he completely merged with this body. Weakness and a tolerable but persistent pain were a constant shadow, and he had thought that he could endure it for a few days, but to his surprise, he was thrown back to his original state due to his extreme weakness.
The Maine Coon cat in its solitary apartment was dumbfounded as it stared at the mirror.
Meow meow meow???
The memories of the original occupant didn’t mention anything about turning back to its original form like this, right? Even when it was close to death, it didn’t change back, meow???
Qiu Maine Coon Yanping once again affirmed that the heavens must have been displeased with him for a long time.
Author’s note: Qiu Meow: I never expected to come online so early, meow.
Awooo, I’ve started a new story!!! I wonder if there are any familiar little angels!!! Hope to see your support! Let’s get excited!【punches】
Ahem, I hope this new story can create a tale that everyone enjoys. Seeking comments and favorites from the beloved little angels~ Love you!
PS: Lately, I’ve been hooked on the American TV series “The Flash,” and the concept of Earth One, Two, Three actually comes from there! But mainly because… I’m terrible at naming things, and I thought this way was concise and good enough!
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