“Junior brother, fate plays tricks on people, there’s no need to blame him anymore.” The other person waved his hand. “Judging by the situation, it must have been caused by him moving the镇灵珠 left behind by the founder!”

“The镇灵珠 suppresses the spiritual energy within a hundred miles, which is what gives the disciples of龙虎山 a suitable place to cultivate. Once the灵珠 is moved, the fate of the龙虎 Sect will change! Senior brother Sect Leader, in the future,龙虎 Sect…”

“Find the灵珠 first!” The Sect Leader’s face was also pale. He could already clearly feel that the spiritual energy on龙虎山 had weakened considerably. Thinking about the future… If it weren’t for that wretch being blown up by the spiritual energy, the Sect Leader would have wanted to personally clean house.

Unfortunately, the two of them searched the stone chamber seven or eight times, turning everything over, but still couldn’t find where the灵珠 was.

Thunder naturally had no idea that his unintentional action had brought disaster upon the entire sect. Now, he also regretted his recklessness.

The镇灵珠, the treasured artifact of the龙虎 Sect, was something every disciple knew about, but as for its exact location? Not even the Sect Leader knew.

It was only when Thunder picked up that bead that he realized the founder had sealed the镇灵珠 in the secret chamber where he attained immortality.

This was a precautionary measure; otherwise, if anyone moved the灵珠, not only would the spiritual energy of龙虎 Sect be destroyed, but the sect’s fate would also suffer calamity.

But as luck would have it, Thunder practiced in that place every day, year after year, and with the restrictions having aged for so long, he accidentally broke them.

The镇灵珠 had two main functions: first, to suppress the spiritual energy of龙虎山 and prevent it from leaking out; second, to steadily gather the surrounding spiritual energy for龙虎山’s use. Any slightly studious disciple who checked the records would know this.

However… no one had ever seen the镇灵珠, so Thunder didn’t think much of it at the time.

But… shouldn’t I be dead? Why do I still have consciousness? With no Golden Core, no Nascent Soul, and my physical body destroyed, the black and white impermanence should have come to claim my soul, but this feeling is just so strange!

An endless and long journey—Thunder didn’t know where his consciousness was drifting. There was no light, no sensation, everything was so terrifying.

When Thunder slowly regained consciousness, he sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.

His mind was in chaos—not only did he have his original memories, but there was also a segment that didn’t belong to him.

He looked down at his own appearance, then up at the furnishings in the room. Thunder rubbed his aching forehead.

His head hurt, and he felt like he was having a split personality! The foreign memories bounced around like beans in a frying pan.

The door creaked open, and Thunder looked up to see a girl in linen clothes carrying a basin of water into the room.

When she saw Thunder, the delicate-faced girl cried out in surprise, then hurried out with the basin, shouting all around the house, “Uncle Oak, Uncle Oak, young master is awake!”

Chaotic footsteps sounded outside, and soon a small, weathered old man of about fifty rushed in, throwing himself at Thunder’s bedside. Tears welled up in his old eyes as he grabbed Thunder’s hand, trembling uncontrollably. “Young master, you’re awake? Do you feel any discomfort?”

Uncle Oak! Thunder recognized the man in front of him, knowing he was the steward, but as to how he knew, he had no idea.

The girl from before also rushed in, panting heavily, her delicate face flushed with excitement and joy, staring blankly at Thunder.

Seeing Thunder staring at her in silence, Uncle Oak started to panic, rolling his eyes and rubbing his face, his voice trembling even more. “Young master, please don’t scare me, say something!”

Thunder forced a weak smile, pulling down Oak’s hand and saying feebly, “Uncle Oak, I’m fine now.”

“Really all right?” The steward was clearly still worried.

“Really.”

The girl came over with the basin, dipped a linen towel in the hot water, wrung it out, and gently wiped Thunder’s face. Thunder glanced at her, knowing the girl was called Tiffany, the family’s maid.

Tiffany’s little face turned a bit red, and she wiped Thunder’s face even more diligently.

His thoughts gradually cleared, and the two people in front of him overlapped with the blurry memories.

Thunder sadly realized that he had actually come to a world he had never encountered before, and had even taken over the body of this family’s young master.

“Young master, it’s good that you’re all right.” The steward wiped his nose and tears. “You don’t know, ever since you fainted, I, Oak, had no idea what to do. If it weren’t for Tiffany holding things together, our family would have been finished.”

“Beaten up is beaten up, don’t call it fainting!” Thunder said blandly. The steward sighed and said no more.

In his memory, this young master had been knocked out by a wealthy and powerful local, and the reason was the little beauty in front of him—Tiffany.

“Ever since the master and madam passed away, the Ullman family has… sigh!” Oak stood up and let out a deep sigh.