Chapter One: Yearning for the Wind

  Endless darkness enveloped Mu Feng's consciousness, as if it was going to devour him completely. Under the oppression of this darkness, Mu Feng's consciousness instinctively resisted.

  It was unclear how much time had passed when this darkness was finally torn apart by Mu Feng's unrelenting struggle.

  "Ah!"

  Mo Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a wave of pain and dizziness followed in his mind, making him unable to help but let out a painful groan.

  Soft sunlight shone down through the gaps in the roof tiles, dispelling the previous cold darkness and bringing him a long-forgotten warmth.

  "I'm not dead? Where am I?" Looking at all these unfamiliar things, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy. His memory was still stuck on the moment he fell off the cliff.

  Mo Feng is an intern at Nanfang Hospital in the south. He loves extreme sports such as mountaineering, bungee jumping and rock climbing. While climbing Chongtian Peak, a teammate suddenly fell off a cliff during the ascent. Mo Feng climbed down to rescue his teammate but both of them ended up falling into the deep valley...

  Mo Feng struggled to sit up, only to be met with wave after wave of piercing pain that suddenly radiated from various parts of his body.

  But this pain did nothing to alleviate his terror. He found himself much smaller, and dressed in a tattered and outlandish outfit.

  "What the...? Where am I? What's going on?"

  In a flash, Mu Feng suddenly thought of something and grabbed the copper mirror on the side table to shine it on his face. In the copper mirror, there was no appearance of his familiar handsome face, but instead, a very unfamiliar and slightly childish small face appeared.

  He rubbed his eyes hard again and looked at the copper mirror, but the result was still the same. He looked around again, only to see that the small room had a small bed, a table and two chairs, and there was also a trunk in the corner of the room. These old furniture did not have any modern atmosphere.

  "I've actually traveled through time!"

  The pain from all over his body told him that this was real. He only confirmed to himself that he had crossed over, and the crossing plot that could only be seen in the middle of the night was actually happening on his own body, and he even dared not believe it a little.

  Although I often fantasized about crossing over when I was watching before, when I actually crossed over, I found that for a while, I couldn't accept it at all.

  Fortunately, Mufeng's inner self was extremely strong and didn't have any irrational reactions. His emotions gradually calmed down as well. Heaven had taken his life in his past life, but allowed him to be reborn in this life, so it could be said that heaven wasn't being unfair to him.

  As soon as he thought of the protagonists in the novels he had read before, who all had extraordinary experiences after crossing over, Mu Feng suddenly felt a strange sense of anticipation.

  Is this world as wonderful as those described in the classics?

  At this time, two voices came from outside the door of the house. Although both voices were very low, for some reason, Mu Feng could hear them extremely clearly.

  "Hui Mei, don't worry, the doctor said that Feng Er is fine, just a temporary imbalance of qi and blood. But this is all my fault, if Feng Er hadn't gone to pick herbs for me, how would she have fallen from Loshen Peak? Luckily she fell into a thick clump of grass and was found by the herb gatherers from town, otherwise...". Before he could finish speaking, he started coughing, and because he didn't want to disturb Mu Feng, he suppressed his coughs as much as possible.

  All I could hear was the woman's low sobbing: "You're not well, and now this unexpected thing has happened to Feng'er... how can I not worry?"

  "It's nothing serious, is it? I've also checked and the wind didn't even hurt his bones, he might have just been frightened, don't worry too much."

  ……

  Mo Feng suddenly felt that there seemed to be some memories added in his mind, his heart sank, and the scenes of memories flashed before his eyes.

  Through memory, Mu Feng discovered that the body he was attached to after crossing over was a 14-year-old boy, and his name was also "Mu Feng". This astonishing coincidence didn't know if it was fate's deliberate arrangement.

  The place where I live is called Hong Feng Town, my father Mu Chengzhi is an ordinary martial artist at the Red Maple Martial Arts Hall in the town, and my mother Lin Hui weaves and embroiders at home, then takes them to the market to exchange for some household items.

  Originally, with the income of two people, a family would have lived quite well. However, Mu Chengzhi suffered from a very serious internal injury and needed a large amount of expensive medicinal herbs to cure his illness, which consumed most of the family's wealth, so they lived a very frugal life.

  "Mo Feng" was also because he wanted to reduce the burden on his family, and secretly went to Luoshen Peak to pick herbs, fell from the cliff, which led to this time-traveling event.

  However, when Mu Feng recalled another memory, his hands clenched involuntarily, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

  The continent where I am now is called the Sacred Profound Continent, a land that highly values martial arts. Any family with even the slightest bit of conditions would send their children to a martial arts school or sect to learn martial arts. In people's eyes, only martial artists can receive respect from others and survive on this continent.

  "Mo Feng", who came from a poor family, was very sensible since childhood and helped his parents to share their worries and difficulties. He had a strong character and practiced extremely hard, but for some reason, he couldn't enter the ranks of martial artists, not even achieving the initial stage of body refinement.

  This almost became a joke in Hong Feng Town, and "Mu Feng" was ridiculed, given the cold shoulder, and even bullied by the young people around him.

  All of this, "Mufeng" silently endured, because he knew that the background behind those young people was not something he or even his parents could afford to provoke. He also didn't want his parents to worry about him again, so he had been keeping it from Mu Chengzhi and his wife all along.

  However, heaven seems to be quite unfair to this young man. In order to pick the second-grade spiritual medicine Bihancuo on the cliff, the young man fell off the cliff and now his soul is unknown where it is?

  Don't worry and leave, I'll take care of your parents for you. Those who bullied you, I will help you get justice back.

  Mufeng seemed to see his own shadow in this young man. In his previous life, Mufeng was an orphan who had never seen his parents and was adopted by a lonely old man who picked up trash.

  However, the old man had a very violent temper and would either beat or scold him. When he was twelve years old, the old man fell ill and passed away, so he had to attend school while also rummaging through trash for a living. His classmates called him "trash boy" and "little beggar", no one wanted to sit with him, no one wanted to talk to him, cold shoulders and ridicule became his daily routine.

  However, he endured all this and was admitted to the most famous university of traditional Chinese medicine in the country with excellent grades. After graduation, he was assigned to the most renowned Southern Traditional Medicine Hospital. Just as good days were about to arrive, he crossed over to this place.

  It seems that heaven still wants to test me again!

  "The wind, you're awake!" At this time, a slender woman in a simple gray skirt gently pushed the door and entered, seeing Mu Feng sitting on the bed in a daze, said with joy, her voice slightly trembling due to excitement.

  "Wind, how are you feeling? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?" The young woman sat on the edge of the bed, placing the bowl of medicinal soup on the table and anxiously asked.

  The young woman's beautiful face was tinged with a warm and gentle smile, and upon closer inspection, two shallow tear marks could be seen. Due to her worries, she looked extremely haggard, making one feel deeply heartbroken for her.

  "Mother, I'm fine, don't worry." Murong said softly.

  Lin Hui took a closer look at Mu Feng, and her expression became somewhat strange. Although the Mu Feng in front of her had not changed much in appearance, she felt that her son seemed to have undergone a great change, with a pair of shiny black eyes radiating confident light, and his whole person seemed more spirited than before.

  "Mom, what's wrong?" Mu Feng looked at Lin Hui with a somewhat surprised expression, thinking that she had discovered his transmigration.

  "There's nothing much, just drink this bowl of medicine." Lin Hui finally came back to her senses, picked up the bowl of medicine on the table and handed it to Mu Feng.

  Mo Feng took it over, and a strong herbal smell with a hint of bitterness hit her in the face.

  "Thank you, Mother." Murong said softly after finishing his medicine.

  "Silly child, what's there to thank me for? As long as you're fine, your mother can rest assured." Lin Hui took the medicine bowl from him, gazing at Mu Feng with a sympathetic expression, her heart filled with a sour feeling that welled up, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

  Although Mu Feng didn't say it, she also knew that her son not only suffered humiliation but also bore the pressure of being unable to speak out. Many times, she saw that sensible and determined young man secretly crying.

  "Wind, are you okay?" A slender middle-aged man walked in and saw that Mu Feng was in good spirits, also letting out a sigh of relief. From the slight sternness between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, it could be seen that he was normally not a talkative person.

  "Dad, I'm fine." Mu Feng also recognized him and walked in. It was actually Mu Chengzhi, his father in this life.

  "It's all right then." After scanning Mu Feng's body with his eyes, Mu Chengzhi nodded in relief.

  "You're not allowed to go to Luoshen Peak again, otherwise..." Mu Chengzhi's face suddenly changed, becoming stern and severe. Although it was a scolding tone, the words still conveyed a hint of concern and care. However, before he could finish speaking, he started coughing violently.

  This suddenly frightened Mu Feng and Lin Hui, Lin Hui hastily put down the bowl and wanted to help Mu Chengzhi sit down.

  "You're not in good health, it's not suitable for you to get too excited." Lin Hui said with concern.

  "I'm fine, just an old problem," Mu Chengzhi said with a wave of his hand to Lin Hui.

  Although Mu Chengzhi knew that he had a very serious internal injury, Mu Feng did not know the origin of the internal injury from his memory.

  "Wind, you rest for a while, I'll help your father back to the house first." Lin Hui supported Mu Chengzhi as they walked out of the room, presumably because Mu Chengzhi had accidentally aggravated his internal injury earlier.

  As he watched the two of them leave, Mu Feng's eyes welled up with tears. Having never experienced paternal or maternal love since childhood, his heart was filled with a warm and fuzzy feeling.