But that move was extremely skillful. After Henry Clark was sent flying more than ten meters, he flipped in the air and landed, rubbing his stomach. Then he scratched his head, pondering what Mr. Sr. meant by his words just now. Could it be that his own son attempted to rape the princess, got seriously injured, and now he had to go to His Majesty to argue about it? Or perhaps Mr. Sr. was very displeased that his son wasn’t bold enough, that he didn’t “cook the rice until it was done.” Hmm, that must be it. Then, recalling Mr. Sr.’s words just now, the “Violent Bear” Henry Clark puffed out his chest. No, this can’t just end like this. Who says I can’t protect my own son?

“You little bastard, do you really think being someone’s father is that easy?” Watching his son storm off in a rage, Edward Clark muttered to himself. Then his expression darkened: “Find out exactly what happened with this matter. My The Clark Family doesn’t go looking for trouble with others—they should be burning incense at home in thanks for that. And now someone actually dares to touch my The Clark Family’s legitimate grandson? Do they really think that just because the tiger is silent, it’s the same as a cat?”

“Yes, sir.” As soon as Edward Clark finished speaking, a voice echoed in the corridor, but the empty hallway showed no sign of anyone.

……

The fusion of two different souls was filled with endless pain. Originally unrelated memories were torn into countless fragments, devouring and merging with each other. When it was finally over, even William Clark could barely tell whether he was the William Clark who was one of the top ten alchemy masters in Jiuzhou, or the William Clark who was the number one wastrel and top of the Four Scourges in the imperial capital…

“This kid is really something…” Even with all William Clark’s experience, after digesting ‘William Clark’s’ memories, he couldn’t help but gasp. If these memories existed in his original world, he could write hundreds of R-rated novels from them.

“Huh, something’s off…” The life of ‘William Clark’ flashed rapidly before his eyes, including that scene of the attempted rape. When William Clark saw this, he suddenly frowned. Something about the situation didn’t seem right…

From what he could recall, the kid seemed to be trying to tear the girl’s clothes, and the girl was desperately hugging her chest with both hands, trying to resist William Clark’s assault. Everything seemed reasonable enough, but thinking back, William Clark suddenly realized that when the girl was hugging her chest, her gaze seemed far too calm. Yes, calm was the word for it…

“This… this is just too fake, isn’t it?” After waking up, William Clark had been standing in front of the mirror, dumbfounded. His expression and demeanor didn’t look like someone looking in a mirror at all, but more like someone watching an ant trying to rape an elephant.

But you couldn’t really blame William Clark for being so shocked…

If anyone woke up to find themselves in someone else’s body, they’d probably be just as stunned as William Clark.

It’s not just too fake… it’s fucking ridiculous!

This whole thing was even more unbelievable than an ant raping an elephant…

The worst part was, up to now, William Clark’s only clue was a pile of chaotic memory fragments deep in his sea of consciousness.

William Clark had to awkwardly admit that he had most likely taken over some poor bastard’s body—in other words, the legendary “body snatching”…

Fortunately, that pile of chaotic memories deep in his consciousness gave William Clark a clue. Judging from those messy and extremely lewd memory fragments, he had indeed taken over some poor guy’s body. And this poor guy was actually kind of interesting—his name was also William Clark… Only, he wasn’t the William Clark who was one of the top ten alchemy masters in Jiuzhou, but the grandson of the Blue Cloud Empire’s military bigwig, Duke Zhen Guo Edward Clark, and the son of the mighty General Henry Clark, William Clark.

Chapter Two: Arrest Him for Me

Even across the entire continent, the The Clark Family was very famous. Edward Clark was known as the Grand Marshal of Heaven, with two sons—one invincible in battle, the other a master of strategy. But to William Clark, he’d only heard a little about them. After all, in his previous life he was obsessed with alchemy and didn’t know much about the outside world.

Staring at the overindulgent, unfamiliar body in the mirror, William Clark gradually calmed down. The looks weren’t bad, just a bit delicate and lacking in masculinity. No wonder he’d been set up even when trying to commit rape. His face was pale, not at all like a man from a military family like the The Clark Family. Examining the body more closely, William Clark frowned even more. As someone who had once nearly reached the Integration Realm, William Clark knew all too well how weak this body was. For a moment, William Clark didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. At twelve, he’d had powerful experts help him gather energy, but by seventeen he still hadn’t broken through to the Rebirth Stage. This… this is so bad, even a rock would be better than this kid!

Not to mention the young disciples from the great sects and powerful families that William Clark knew of—just from the lewd and chaotic memories of this body, it was clear that the Blue Cloud Empire was still very strong. Martial culture was highly valued. The top young expert of this generation, Zhu Zhiguo, the seventh prince of the Zhu royal family, was already at the peak of the Vein Severing Stage. In cultivation, the ten layers of the Rebirth Stage shed the mortal body, then vital energy enters the bones to reach the Bone Transformation Stage and gradually grow stronger. When vital energy surges and the bones and marrow are refined in the Marrow Cleansing Stage, one is already quite powerful. Those who reach the Vein Severing Stage are basically at the pinnacle of martial strength—the limit of human power, the saints among warriors.