Chapter 1: Crossed Over
Yang Zhao closed her eyes for the tenth time, held her breath and silently recited in her heart: "This is a dream, this must be a dream, it's absolutely a dream! Yang Zhao, don't get flustered. Now count from one to one hundred, then open your eyes. One, two, three, four, five... ten... twenty... fifty... ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine... one hundred!" Suddenly she let out a loud cry: "Ahhhhh~~~" and sat up in bed with a start.
The night was deep and the people were quiet, but the cry sounded particularly loud. In an instant, everyone around the room was startled awake, only to hear a flurry of footsteps, followed by the lighting of lamps, and several palace maids hastily pushed open the door, their clothes disheveled, and exclaimed: "Your Highness, we pay our respects, we pay our respects."
Yang Zhao hung his head and slumped his shoulders, waving his hand casually, saying weakly: "I'm fine, you all... go back to sleep."
Those palace maids looked at each other in dismay, but none of them dared to really go back and rest. The one who led the way, wearing a purple gauze, with half of her white skin exposed in the air, took two steps forward with great courage and asked cautiously: "Young Master, I am Ziyan. May I serve you a cup of hot tea?"
"I don't want anything! Can't you all just leave? Get out!" The anxiety and unease in her chest suddenly turned into a burst of anger, Yang Zhao grabbed the ceramic pillow and threw it out with a loud crash, shattering it into pieces on the wall. For a moment, the palace maids were so frightened that they trembled all over, hastily bowing and trembling as they said: "We retreat, we retreat." They quickly escaped from the room, closing the door tightly behind them. Yang Zhao, however, was like a deflated balloon, letting out a long sigh as she lay back down, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"What the...?! How did I actually get through?!" Yang Zhao cursed in a low, mournful voice. Indeed, he had crossed over. Spanning 1500 years, from the 21st century back to the ancient Sui Dynasty, and his identity changed from a freshman at Guangzhou University to the grandson of Emperor Yang Jian of Sui, Crown Prince Yang Guang - also known as Emperor Yang of Sui in the future - 's eldest son.
Suddenly becoming another person, the memories of the past decade or so seem to have all become fake. This kind of thing would make a slightly weaker-minded person encounter it and be scared out of their wits. Fortunately, Yang Zhao's mind has always been quite resilient. Moreover, very coincidentally, the names of his identities before and after crossing over remained unchanged, still called Yang Zhao, which also made him feel a bit more at ease.
No matter what, although this kind of thing is completely unreasonable, but since it has already happened, accepting reality is the only choice in front of me, right? Yang Zhao sighed and shook his head, finally reluctantly accepting his new identity. Fortunately, my parents died early in my previous life, and I was raised by my grandfather. My grandfather was a retired teacher, with a monthly pension of around 3,000 yuan, so our living conditions were still okay. But unexpectedly, on the day the university admission notice arrived, my grandfather suddenly had a heart attack and passed away before the ambulance could arrive. After dealing with the funeral, our family's savings were almost depleted, and paying the tuition fees left us penniless - I was actually thinking of applying for financial aid from the school before crossing over, but who knows if it would have been approved or not.
But now, although this world has no computers, no mobile phones, no PSPs, and even no McDonald's or Coca-Cola. However, it is still a royal bloodline, with endless wealth and glory to enjoy. And in the future, when his current identity as a prince, father, and grandfather are all gone, he will be the emperor... wait, what? Yang Zhao suddenly remembered something, and the excitement and expectation that had just sprouted disappeared without a trace.
Yang Zhao's history is not very good, but the early Sui and Tang dynasties were a hot period, with many topics, so he still remembers the general events. The Yang Zhao in history was an unlucky short-lived ghost. Although it is said that "he had martial arts skills, could open strong bows, and was frugal and simple." However, after being appointed as the crown prince in the first year of Daye, he died in less than two years, with unclear causes of death. What's good about this?
Suddenly, Yang Zhao's mind was in a mess, and under the influence of his chaotic thoughts, he couldn't help but recall browsing the forum before going to sleep. He had seen a post by a famous auspicious person, King Ma, with the title "The Legend of the Miserable Traveler". There was a passage that went like this.
A poor and unlucky otaku protagonist from his previous life wakes up to find himself transmigrated, becoming an emperor at the age of eight. He has a healthy body, exceptional memory, and can recite famous classics from memory. He is also familiar with the "108 Inner Strength Secret Methods" and has great potential for future development. The protagonist looks at his luxurious dragon robe, then at the delicious food in front of him, and finally at the two beautiful palace maids standing beside him. Just as he is feeling pleased with himself, a eunuch announces: "General Liang Ji requests an audience..."
"He meowed and meowed, isn't this too miserable? Stop it, stop it, auspiciousness is exempt from auspiciousness, repeat a hundred times!" Yang Zhao was frightened out of his wits on the spot, not daring to imagine further. Clenching his fists and making a poisonous oath, he absolutely could not let history repeat itself again. His grandma's, he must live a healthy and strong life, then ascend to the throne as emperor, lead the great army of our dynasty to break through Goguryeo, destroy Baekje, sweep away Silla, and annihilate all those messy small countries like Tubo, Nanzhao, Annan, etc., unifying China for eternity!"
As he thought of the exciting part, Yang Zhao couldn't help but sit up and clench his fists, his whole body trembling. It took him a long time to slowly calm down. After careful consideration, although YY was very enjoyable, it was too difficult to implement. As everyone knows, the Sui Dynasty perished in its second generation, and the turning point from prosperity to decline was when Yang Guang, his cheap father, sent a million-strong army to conquer Goguryeo but suffered a disastrous defeat, eventually leading to chaos throughout the land and widespread war. In the end, it fulfilled the prophecy of the folk song "Taohua Island", handing over the prosperous world to Li Yuan and his son, allowing them to create the prosperous Tang Dynasty, while his cheap father earned eternal infamy.
If I were to live until then, I'm afraid I would be just like King Qin Wangzi, who had just ascended the throne and was forced to abdicate, and then spent the rest of his life in exile. What can I do to change the course of history?
After thinking about it, I still couldn't come up with a good idea. Yang Zhao let out a long sigh and slapped the bedside in frustration. With a loud "crack", the solid wooden bed made of fragrant rosewood suddenly broke into pieces and collapsed to the ground. Yang Zhao was shocked and cried out "Ah!" Without thinking, he sprang up from his waist and leaped over 5-6 meters away, landing steadily on the other side of the room.
Yang Zhao's head spun around to stare at the pile of broken wooden planks that used to be his bed, his heart racing wildly. Only one thought remained in his mind: Did I cause this? How is this possible? Suddenly, countless images and sounds flooded his mind, memories of "the original Yang Zhao" gushing out like a flood. Yang Zhao felt his head splitting with pain, squatting down with his hands clutching his head, softly moaning.
It wasn't until a long while later that this piercing and bone-chilling pain finally stopped. Yang Zhao's sweat had soaked through his clothes, and he felt dizzy and weak all over, collapsing to the ground with a thud. He raised his arm to look at his palm, muttering: "The Mysterious Mirror of Changes... so this is... the Mysterious Mirror of Changes."
Yang Zhao had a great hobby before crossing over, which was reading comics, and he especially liked Hong Kong-style comics. He liked Storm Rider, Sea Tiger, Wu Shen, Ba Dao, Jian Xiao, Jue Shi Wu Shuang, Ancient Wai, Super God Z, etc., and almost all of them were his favorites. Among them, the works of Huang Yu Lang's company "Yu Huang Chao", such as "Tian Zi Legend" series and "Shen Bing Xuan Qi", were must-read classics. In these two comic series, there are two works that can be related to the Sui Dynasty, namely "Shen Bing 3.5" and "Tian Zi IV: Datang Weilong".
In Tianzi 4, Yang Zhao remembered that his cheap father Yang Guang was a big boss villain. He practiced the "Yuanshi Tianmo" inherited heavenly magic, almost invincible in the world. However, he self-destructed due to excessive absorption of star power during the fierce battle with Li Shimin, really declining without dignity. In Shenbing 3.5, Yang Guang disguised himself as "Kai Xin" and traveled the world, coincidentally becoming the master of Da Sheng Chi You's divine tiger soul, also absorbing part of Emperor Yan's divine power, his martial arts were not bad either. However, due to the poor production quality of Shenbing 3.5 compared to Shenbing Xuan Qi 1 & 2, it can be said that it was a failed work. Therefore, Yang Zhao only saw half of it and lost interest, putting it down without continuing to watch, so he didn't know the ending of the comic at all.
"He meowed and meowed, I knew it would be a crossover. At that time, I should have died to finish reading the last few dozen episodes." As soon as he thought of this, Yang Zhao became so regretful that he knocked his head straight. To know, after the headache earlier, the memories of the two Yang Zhaos before and after the crossover finally merged completely. So now he already knew why he could smash a whole bed with one palm and jump out of a distance of five or six meters at will. It was all because this body had been practicing "Yi Jing Xuan Jian" since childhood."
〖易经玄鉴〗 is actually the signature martial art of Yang Guang (also known as Open Heart) in the world of Shen Bing 3.5. Moreover, from the memories of Yang Zhao, it was not long ago that his cheap old man, Yang Guang, had just ascended to the throne as the crown prince. And then, a monk named Mohaye appeared beside him, claiming to be the master of the Pure Land sect. This is also an important character in Tianzi 4. In other words, Yang Zhao discovered that he did not travel through normal history, but rather a parallel world created by Hong Kong comics fantasy.
With surprise and joy, with worry and sorrow. In an instant, Yang Zhao's heart was like a mixture of five flavors. If he crossed over to this Hong Kong-style world, then it would mean that everything had almost nothing to do with real history. As long as he worked hard, he might be able to easily avoid the ending of dying young. However, the gods and emperors in Hong Kong-style martial arts were an extremely high-level world. The role of individual martial arts was emphasized to the extreme. Here, a high-ranking master could move stars and change the course of rivers with just one move. Ordinary soldiers, even if they came in their thousands, would be easily annihilated by those top-notch masters with just one super-killer blow. In this environment, how could he survive?
As for the origin of "Yi Jing Xuan Jian", Yang Zhao remembered that according to the comic book setting, it was created by Zhuo Bu Fan, a Jianghu Qiren and Shensuanzi from "Shenbing Xuanqi 1 & 2" during the Five Hu's invasion of China hundreds of years ago. Zhuo Bu Fan was a disciple of Guiguzi, a Yin Yang master from the Warring States period, and was most skilled in mysterious door techniques. In his later years, he retired and combined all the martial arts he had learned throughout his life into "Yi Jing Xuan Jian", which was based on the "I Ching" and combined martial arts with mystical techniques, making it extremely powerful.
Unfortunately, it later fell into the hands of Yang Su, who in order to control Yang Guang for personal gain, did not pass on the mystical part of "Yi Jing Xuan Jian" to Yang Guang, but only its martial arts section, which had very limited power. Combining his memories of reading comics with reality, Yang Zhao now positions himself as: being in a world where people fight while driving mechs, and he has a submachine gun in his hand.
Alas, the future is uncertain and tomorrow will be even more difficult. It seems that no matter whether I travel forward or backward, struggling hard to survive, it's all my own inescapable fate. Yang Zhao sighed again with a gloomy face. Well, well, when the cart reaches the mountain, there must be a road; when the boat reaches the bridgehead, it will naturally go straight. Thinking too much is useless, I can only proceed cautiously and take things one step at a time.
