Eric Clark wakes up from a dream, only to find the world in chaos.

The School of Mechanical Engineering has astonishingly become the "Puppet Hall."

The School of Pharmacology has astonishingly become the "Alchemy Hall."

The School of Agricultural Technology has astonishingly become the "Spirit Food Hall."

The School of Civil Engineering has astonishingly become the "Body Refinement Hall."

A plaque hangs at the entrance of the School of Business Administration, now called the "Beast Taming Hall."

A plaque hangs at the entrance of the School of Theoretical Physics, now called the "Divine Sword Hall."

And there’s more... a blood-soaked plaque hangs at the entrance of the School of Forensic Medicine, now called the "Vengeful Ghost Hall."

Heavens, the world is in chaos—how can a top student like Eric Clark bear this?

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Volume One: There Are Fish in the South Sea

Chapter One: The Trouble Caused by Bragging!

"Eric Clark, Eric Clark, wake up, wake up! The lecture is about to start. Don’t worry, the beautiful Yu has already left..."

In a daze, Eric Clark opened his eyes. His head was dizzy, his limbs weak, his lips dry and tongue parched. He looked around in confusion—everyone around him was a stranger, all dressed in long black robes, their hair tied up high, looking extremely odd.

"Where... where is this? Is this a classroom?" Eric Clark asked in confusion.

"Ha!" A burst of laughter erupted around him. Everyone grinned at him, many laughing without restraint.

"This fool is too embarrassed to show his face, now he’s pretending to be crazy!" another voice sounded in his ear.

"Eric Clark, enough! Stop pretending. We all know you bragged too much and now you’re embarrassed after being exposed. You claimed to be the young master of the The Clark Family and tricked our beauty Yu Tian. You deserved to be taught a lesson by her. You should count yourself lucky she didn’t cripple you!" someone nearby shrieked.

Eric Clark was stunned. "I... I... my mind is a bit fuzzy, my head is spinning!"

"Ha!" Another round of laughter erupted around him.

Of course, the senior brothers around him didn’t believe his mind was unclear—they just thought he was embarrassed and awkward! Eric Clark had publicly claimed to be the young master of the The Clark Family, bragging to the heavens, using his boasting skills to freeload and even flirt with girls.

But now the real young master of the The Clark Family had entered the academy—how could Eric Clark not be exposed? This time, he had truly lost face...

Eric Clark’s head hurt badly now, but he vaguely remembered that his last moments were spent at the South Sea Museum. As a top student, Eric Clark’s name was famous throughout the South Sea and even the southern provinces. He was the youngest gold medalist in the International Olympiad, a pioneering innovator at the International High School Summer Camp, the youngest recipient of the Mao Dun Literature Prize, and at a young age, he already held countless titles.

When he took the national college entrance exam, he was admitted to the top South Sea University with an undisputed top score.

But heaven is jealous of talent—Eric Clark had suffered from a strange "zombie disease" since the age of ten, his muscles and bones gradually stiffening until he eventually lost all mobility.

By the time he entered university, both his legs and one arm were completely rigid, and he could only study and live in a wheelchair.

"Mom!" Eric Clark suddenly thought of his mother. That day, his mother had pushed him into the museum and sat him down in front of his favorite "Pangu Painting."

By then, he had completely lost the ability to speak or move, and even his eyes had begun to stiffen.

He had so much he wanted to say to his mother. For more than ten years, she had cared for him meticulously, without complaint or regret, working tirelessly. Now, as his life was coming to an end, he couldn’t even say a word of thanks. That kind of pain...

"Ah..." Eric Clark suddenly sat up straight and stood up.

"Eric Clark, what are you doing? So stubborn and unruly! After this lecture, go to the punishment seat and receive your penalty!" a cold, harsh voice rang out. An old man with a goat beard, face as withered as a dead tree, stood at what looked like the lectern, his eyes sharp as lightning, glaring fiercely at Eric Clark.

Many people had been laughing, but at the old man’s shout, everyone fell silent. Eric Clark also quickly sensed something was wrong.

His hands and feet—weren’t they perfectly fine? And the language these people spoke—he could understand it, but it was definitely not any language from Earth. Could it be that he was no longer on his home planet?

Slowly sitting back down, Eric Clark tried hard to search his memory. A wave of pain hit him, and countless pieces of information began to flood his mind.

Eric Clark, a low-level disciple at the South Sea Immortal Cultivation Academy, the most neglected and least favored member of the South Sea The Clark Family. Eric Clark’s personality was unambitious, shameless, lecherous, and boastful. He was disliked at school and looked down upon as a poor student.

There were many members of the The Clark Family. Eric Clark had a younger brother named Brian Clark and a younger sister named Linda Clark, but they were not siblings by the same mother. Eric Clark’s mother seemed to have already passed away...

Now, the household was run by his stepmother, so one could imagine his situation.

Thinking of all this, Eric Clark sat in his chair with mixed feelings. He could hardly believe he had entered a world of immortal cultivation. Immortal cultivation? Was it the pursuit of the Dao and immortality?

Could humans really transcend the Three Realms, live as long as heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and moon?