Rebirth: A Life Without Regrets

  These things have been seen too many times in the mortal world, after encountering countless nails at work and suffering from countless unfair treatments, he has long summarized his own set of methods. Moreover, Yanluo Wang, who is in charge of the entire underworld, no matter how leisurely, cannot possibly have so much time to accompany himself in idle chatter, there must be a reason. With this sense of vigilance, where would he dare to speak recklessly and make mistakes? In this situation, the best approach is to remain unchanged in response to all changes, if the enemy doesn't move, I will resolutely not move, after all, I have already died and become a ghost, nothing matters, only time is abundant.

  After a while, the fear, timidity, stiffness and confusion that Leng Bing had towards Yanluo Wang also gradually faded away.

  After chatting for a while, King Yanluo seemed to finally be unable to bear it anymore and lightly coughed. Han Bing knew that the main topic was finally going to be discussed, so he hurriedly straightened his body, perked up his ears, and concentrated his attention, fearing that he would miss any single word.

  Yanluo Wang coughed lightly and paused for a few seconds, as if organizing his words, before saying somewhat unnaturally: "Well, you know that when doing things, it's inevitable to make all sorts of mistakes. Hmm, this time I came to see you specifically to apologize. According to the Book of Life and Death, your lifespan has not yet expired, and you should be able to live until 77 years old. Originally, the one who was supposed to die in this earthquake was Yang Zhonglin... hmm, that is, the father of the little girl you went to rescue. However, due to a momentary negligence on the part of our staff, we made a mistake, so... well, we ended up bringing you here instead..."

  "Dizzy! I was wrong, how could such a thing happen?" Leng Bing Xue suddenly froze, who would have thought that the situations she had seen in her fantasies would actually happen to her.

  Damn it, why didn't I win the lottery? Why did this unlucky thing happen to me?

  He had slowly accepted his own death, thinking that it was just his fate, but now he has just learned that everything was a mistake. It's like when you have an appendectomy and think you'll recover soon, only to be told by the doctor that they removed your kidney instead. The feelings of frustration, loss, anger, and outrage are simply indescribable.

  His heart suddenly surged with resentment, anger burning, dazed and confused, without regard for the fact that he was facing Yanluo Wang, he slammed his fist on the table and loudly rebuked: "Have you guys made a mistake? Can you make such a mistake? Are you gods or not? Is being a god just about manipulating our lives and deaths at will, trampling on human life, playing tricks on us? Can gods be irresponsible? What's the use of apologizing, can it bring back my deceased parents...?"

  As he spoke, his parents' kind and weathered faces appeared in his mind, the white hair that occasionally popped out of their temples, thinking about how they had raised him for so many years, and their meticulous care for him: reminding him to add clothes when it was cold, comforting him with soft words when things didn't go well, and sending him retirement savings that they had painstakingly saved up when he needed to buy a house... There were too many things, but what had he done? Since leaving home to attend university, he had stayed in the big city after graduation, far away from his parents, except for perfunctory phone calls during holidays and occasionally sending some money back home, he hadn't fulfilled his filial duties at all.

  Since realizing I'm already dead, Leng Bing felt that the nagging of his parents, which used to be so annoying, was like heavenly music, and he couldn't get enough of it. What he regretted most was not having the chance to chat with them, go grocery shopping together, take a walk together, cook together, wash dishes together... Alas, only after losing them did he understand that the most precious things in life are family ties and parents' selfless, unconditional love.

  Now that I know it was all caused by the negligence and mistakes of the underworld, Leng Bingxue felt more and more angry, more and more wronged, and more and more heartbroken. Two lines of hot tears rolled down uncontrollably.

  Yan Luo Wang had never been scolded like this in a thousand years, even the Jade Emperor spoke to him with gentle words and respect. Now he was being coldly rebuked, his nose twisted in anger, his face sinking down, looking so ugly it seemed water could be squeezed out of it. He was on the verge of bursting into flames, his massive palm itching to slap him, wanting to beat him into a pig's head.

  Damn it, I'm Yanluo Wang, the ruler of the underworld, and I've already given you face by coming to talk to you in person. Don't get too arrogant! If it weren't for... Hmph, you'd be in for a world of trouble! He muttered to himself, then held back and said with a scowl: "Stop crying, big man, what's wrong with you? Can't even tell if you're a man or a woman. I'm discussing this with you, aren't I? Doesn't my coming here in person show my sincerity?"

  Ke Leng Bing Han cried so much that he was heartbroken, but who would care? Yan Luo Wang, who was standing beside him, was so anxious that he jumped up and down. If he hadn't thought about the serious consequences of handling this matter poorly several times, he would have turned his sleeve and left or directly thrown Ke Leng Bing Han into the 18th layer of hell to avoid the noise in his ears.

  After pacing back and forth several times, Yanluo Wang couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly: "Compensation! We can compensate! Is that enough?!"

  "How are you going to compensate me?!" Upon hearing these words, her cold and stern demeanor immediately stopped her from crying.

  It's not that he's being deliberately cold-blooded and pretending to cry for sympathy, but after scolding and crying, he's finally vented his anger. He's also come around and realized that getting angry now won't change the fact that things have already happened. It's pointless to dwell on it, so it's better to just gain something practical from it. Besides, what happened earlier was just a momentary impulse - who is Yanluo Wang anyway? How could he dare scold him like that? He must have eaten leopard gall or something! Now that he thinks about it, he's actually quite scared. However, it seems that Yanluo Wang is also a reasonable person, unlike some institutions in the world above that try to shirk their responsibilities by coming up with all sorts of absurd excuses. Just like the "hiding cat" incident - it's just ridiculous! Where's the sense of responsibility? In comparison, Yanluo Wang's attitude is actually quite good.

  Yanluo Wang's voice was choked with sobs, and he almost couldn't get the words out. He let out a loud cough, his face turning bright red as he silently cursed himself for being so worked up despite being several tens of thousands of years old.

  What kind of compensation would satisfy this little fox? It can't be too bad, or it wouldn't be worth saying, and it would also lose face. But neither can it let itself suffer too much, which is really a bit difficult. Through several small skirmishes, Yanluo Wang had already realized that the person in front of him looked ordinary, but was actually a shrewd person with such a special identity, not easily fooled.

  If Leng Bing Xue knew about his high status in Yan Luo Wang's heart, he would definitely be very proud. Who is this? It's actually Yan Luo Wang, can just anyone make him give such an evaluation?

  Yan Luo Wang's eyes rolled around, and after some careful consideration, he said: "How about we let you return to the world of the living?"

  "No way! The rebirth was originally mine to begin with. Does that mean the unfair treatment, grievances, frights and harm my loved ones suffered all get written off? Is this what you call compensation?" Leng Bing Xue didn't even think about it before flatly refusing. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like this, such a big gain, not taking advantage of it would be unforgivable to oneself.

  Yan Luo Wang thought to himself, it seems reasonable, but he had suffered such a great injustice and just let it go? Where's the justice in that? If it were him, he would have made a big fuss about it. Moreover, he didn't expect this little fox to be so easy-going and resolve the matter so easily.

  "Want to add 10 more years to your life? Or maybe 20?" Yanluo Wang looked just like a creepy uncle luring little girls with candy.

  "No way! Living to an old age without dying is a thief, what's the point of living for so many years? Wasting the country's food!" Leng Bing Han said with a stern face.

  Yan Luo Wang was so angry that he almost died. If living to be less than 100 years old is considered a thief, then having lived for tens of thousands of years wouldn't make oneself the ancestor of thieves? Isn't this just pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey? But one can't say anything, or else wouldn't it be like others shouting "catch the thief" and oneself jumping out to confess? Hating so much that one gnashes their teeth, but can only knock out their own front teeth and swallow them.

  "Besides adding 20 years to your life, I'll also change your fate and make the second half of your life rich and glorious?" Yanluo Wang paced back and forth a few times, then waved his hand grandly. In his heart, he thought, this should be enough.

  "Wealth and glory are but fleeting clouds to me!" After some deliberation, Leng Bing Xue still refused.

  He had actually been craving for a long time, isn't life all about wealth and glory? For nearly 30 years, he has lived an ordinary and uneventful life, without any passion, rushing around every day just to make ends meet. Although not wealthy, but better off than some others, yet whenever he thinks of others living a life of luxury and extravagance, he can't help but feel envious. However, in order to get more out of it, he still puts on an air of nonchalance and contentment.

  He firmly believes there is something better ahead.

  Yan Luo Wang almost vomited blood. Obviously, he was thinking of being clever, but still put on a pretentious air, I've seen people pretending to be cool, but never anyone as shameless as this, beware of being struck by lightning!

  Yan Luo Wang thought gloomily: It seems that this time, it's not going to work without shedding some blood. If things continue like this, not only will the problem not be solved, but he himself will also be driven mad.

  "Rebirth for you!" Yanluo Wang gritted his teeth, the words squeezing out from between his teeth.

  "No way... um, reincarnation?" Leng Bing Xian first habitually refused before realizing that what was said this time seemed to be... reincarnation?

  "Right, rebirth!" Yanluo Wang exclaimed excitedly. His grandma's, you're finally interested!

  This time, the coldness finally confirmed it, what I heard was rebirth.

  He has read a lot of rebirth YY novels, where the protagonist comes with memories of their past life, as if holding a powerful cheat code, grasping the changes in the situation, seizing various opportunities to make a fortune, surrounded by beautiful women like clouds, including lolis, mature women, female police officers, flight attendants and so on, with boundless good fortune; power and money at his fingertips, calling the wind and rain in the world, standing at the peak of the world, wow, it's simply cool to death.

  However, for the past 30 years or so, it seems that there is nothing outstanding about myself. I am not good at high-tech, nor do I know how to invest in finance, and even less so when it comes to running a company. As for things like lottery and stocks, I am completely clueless. Although I have always yearned to be reborn, if I were to be reborn again, it seems that there wouldn't be much of an advantage. If it's still going to be this dull and unremarkable, then what's the point of being reborn?

  He stood there, thinking left and right, his facial expression changing back and forth, but he never made up his mind.

  Why don't we gamble again and see what happens?

  Yan Luo Wang looked at Leng Bing Han who was deep in thought, his heart felt like it had a mouse scratching inside, he couldn't wait for Leng Bing Han to nod in agreement, so that this troublesome matter could be settled as soon as possible.

  "No way, why should I live again?" Leng Bing Han said with a wronged expression: "It's just like when we play games, the first time is always the most interesting, what's the point of doing it again? Where's the novelty and feeling?"

  Yan Luo Wang's hair stood on end in anger, his originally ferocious face looked even more terrifying, and he roared: "Then what do you want? Speak!"

  Yanluo Wang's face was stern and his eyes were cold, but in his heart, he had a bottom line. He knew that this time, he had gambled correctly again.

  He let out a gentle breath and said slowly: "Actually, reincarnation is not impossible, it's just..."

  "What's going on?" Yanluo Wang almost jumped up. Good grief, what a way to go about things, this is simply going to be the death of me!

  Leng Bing Han smoothed out her hair and said, "Of course, we need to add a few conditions. Rebirth should have some new meaning, right? I believe that God will declare his righteousness and definitely understand."

  It's unbelievable! Yanluo Wang has already been so generous to let him reincarnate, and now he wants to add conditions? I'm so unlucky to have such a master. Whatever, let's hear what conditions he has first, if it's really too much, then this matter can't be blamed on me.

  "This first condition, since it's called rebirth, must preserve my existing memories. And in order for me to quickly enjoy the fun of rebirth, things like economic development, stock trends, lottery numbers and other good things must have complete and clear memories. Moreover, after rebirth, I still need to have a photographic memory. Otherwise, I would have to go through the trouble of studying and taking the college entrance exam again, in which case I'd rather not be reborn."

  Although I was very good at school since childhood, it was really a hard-won achievement through diligent study. Now that I think back, it's still frightening, let alone having to learn other things like foreign languages and other subjects in the future, which would require even more hard work. It's not something that brings joy to people. If one could have a photographic memory, that would be the best.

  Upon hearing this condition, Yanluo Wang's heart sank halfway and he hastily replied: "This is no problem. Originally, after you drank Taishang Laojun's Xuanming Frost, your soul was condensed to the maximum extent, so after rebirth, the development of your brain will be at least several times that of ordinary people. Not to mention having a photographic memory, I think in the mortal world there won't be anyone whose mental power and memory can surpass yours."

  "Why is it that there are many memories in the human brain that are very vague, or even ones that can't be recalled? This is actually a form of self-protection for the brain and consciousness, avoiding too many complicated and insignificant memories from affecting other memories, and preventing the brain from being overloaded and getting hurt. Therefore, it selectively buries many shallow or unwanted memories deep within.

  Generally speaking, this type of memory accounts for more than 99% of your total memories. As a result, although your soul has received the help of the mystical ice dew, greatly enhancing your spirit and consciousness, which will also help you gradually develop your brain, but since you've just been reborn, your brain is not yet fully developed. If you were to suddenly receive all the memories from this life, it would not only make you relive unhappy or painful experiences that you don't want to recall, but also damage your brain.

  Therefore, I'll help you sort them out and seal them away with a spell, without affecting your current memories. This will just allow the memories hidden deep within your consciousness to gradually become clear and activated as your brain grows and develops, and as your spiritual power is unleashed."

  I thought this requirement would take some debate and negotiation to achieve, maybe even with some concessions, but Yanluo Wang agreed so easily. Although some memories need to be clarified step by step, what Yanluo Wang said is indeed very reasonable and cannot be questioned. Therefore, he quickly agreed, feeling a thrill of joy in his heart, but in order not to appear too eager and lose the upper hand for future negotiations, he maintained a calm demeanor.

  Of course, he didn't know that the seal placed by Yanluo Wang was not only to help Ling Binghan as he said, but also to prevent him from relying on his powerful past life memories to change the balance of the world's development. By the time Ling Binghan realized this problem after rebirth many years later, loudly cursing Yanluo Wang would be of no use. Fortunately, he still had other good fortune, and thus became an existence that looked down on all living things.

  Of course, this is another story.

  "The second condition is that I must have the ability to defend myself. If not, as a person who has been reborn across centuries, being easily knocked to the ground by others would be very embarrassing. And if I were to die accidentally, it would also be a waste of your kindness in letting me be reborn, God."

  I'd rather you die sooner! Yanluo Wang muttered with poor manners. But thinking again, if this guy dies and comes to bother me again, wouldn't I be the one who's dead? So he quickly agreed: "Alright, I'll arrange for someone to protect you, guaranteeing that you won't get hurt!"

  "This is good, but how can we trouble God with everything? People should still rely on themselves. Didn't Chairman Mao teach us to be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing? Moreover, being protected by others makes one too passive, where's the heroism in that?" Leng Bing Han said politely, but in his heart he was thinking: On a dark and windy night, a beautiful woman is walking home when she encounters a thug. At this moment, I step forward, rescue her with three punches and two kicks, and the beauty gazes at me with affection, leaning against me lightly... Wow, how romantic, how cool! Thinking of this, his mouth curled up into a somewhat sly smile."

  Yan Luo Wang said helplessly, "Then I'll find someone to teach you a set of martial arts, and after you're reborn, you can cultivate it yourself!"

  "What martial art is it? The Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms or the Six Meridians Divine Sword? Or perhaps the Nine Yang Divine Skill? The Nine Yin True Classic?" asked Leng Bing Han, her voice trembling with excitement.

  Which man does not yearn for a life of chivalry, with sword in hand, righting wrongs and avenging injustices? I remember when I was young, I would wear my jacket with only the top button fastened, pretending it was a cloak, and wield a crude wooden sword I had made myself, playing hero with my friends. We would fight and shout, vowing to punish evil and bring justice, but in the end, I almost poked out my friend's eye, and I got a severe scolding from my parents, who also burned my wooden sword. At that time, I cried bitterly, not just because of the pain from the beating, but also because my chivalrous dreams had been shattered.

  If I could really learn these legendary martial arts and become a heroic knight in the city, wandering through streets and alleys, punishing one villain after another, and then walking away with my head held high amidst people's gasps and cheers, that would be even cooler than those Zoros or Dark Knights in movies. Wow, I'm really looking forward to it!

  Yan Luo Wang gave him a cold glance and struck back: "You really think there's such martial arts? Those are just fabricated in wuxia novels. There is real martial arts in the world, but it's not as magical as depicted in wuxia novels. Take for example Wudang Tai Chi, Shaolin Arhat Fist, Hebei Tan Tui and so on. If mastered, they can handle dozens of ordinary people without a problem. But wanting to kill someone in ten steps or leave no trace after a thousand miles is simply impossible."

  After hearing Yan Luo Wang finish speaking, Leng Bing Han felt greatly disappointed and weakly said: "Then what do you plan to have someone teach me?"

  "Given your situation, I suggest you learn Wing Chun. It's easy to pick up and doesn't require too much talent. With 20-30 years of dedicated practice, you can achieve some success."

  "What's going to happen then?"

  Yan Luo Wang gave Leng Bing Han a cold glance and said expressionlessly, "It's not that I look down on you, but this goal is something you can forget about for the rest of your life!"

  "Plop!" Cold Ice fainted to the ground, and only got up after a while. He said gloomily: "Aren't you fooling me? What's the point of learning any skills then? I was reborn to enjoy an unregretful life, but I'm busy practicing martial arts and can't even achieve greatness, what's the meaning of that?"

  Yanluo Wang's heart felt a sense of relief as he watched Leng Bingxue eat the bitter melon. The accumulation of gloom in his heart was greatly reduced. However, he still pretended to be serious and said, "There's no other way, how can you master martial arts without bitter practice?"

  Her icy gaze swept around before settling on him, "Or perhaps you can teach me how to cultivate my true form?"

  "Hmph!" Yan Luo Wang sneered, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He said disdainfully, "Cultivating the truth is a hundred times more difficult than practicing martial arts. Even if you were to cultivate from rebirth to your dying breath for 180 years, I estimate that you still wouldn't have any accomplishments."

  Leng Bing Han still had some reservations and said, "How about this? Give me a single immortal pellet. I don't ask to eat it and ascend immediately, but just enough so that I can roam freely in the world without having to work hard to lay the foundation. What? You don't have any? That's fine, how about a Yuanyuan Dan or something like that? What is a Yuanyuan Dan? It's that kind of thing where you eat it and you can open up your meridians, increase your power, and get decades' worth of cultivation without having to work hard. Then you can just casually practice some moves and become an unbeatable master of the world. What? You don't have any of those either?! Faint, are you or aren't you the King of Hell? How do you not have anything?"

  Yan Luo Wang stood by with his head hung low, looking depressed and tearful. What kind of demands are these?

  These things he really doesn't have, high-grade elixirs are not available, I'm afraid only the great gods above Taishang Laojun can afford them. Other immortals don't even think about it, and low-grade elixirs are looked down upon by him and are useless, let alone what Ling Bing said about increasing his powers, which he considers to be trash. Moreover, even if he really had them, he wouldn't dare give them to Ling Bing. Letting him reincarnate has already violated the Heavenly Way to a certain extent, but it's still within the controllable range. If he were allowed to become abnormal and destroy the balance of the entire mortal world, disrupting the development of the rules, then there would be big trouble. At that time, the impact would not only be on the mortal world but also involve other realms. This responsibility is something that even Yanluo Wang cannot bear if he were beaten to death.

  Leng Bing Han said for a long time, his saliva was all dried up, seeing no results, he panted heavily on the side and coquettishly said: "Anyway - anyway I don't care, you want to help me think of a way to fix it! If not - if not - I - I will just - I won't leave!"

  Yan Luo Wang was both angry and amused, if it were someone else, you wouldn't be able to leave even if you wanted to, directly sending you to the 18th level of hell to slowly enjoy, wanting to leave but unable to. But facing Cold Ice Chill, he really had no way out, or quickly handle this matter well, letting Cold Ice Chill return to the world above as soon as possible, it would be troublesome. This time being able to make up for the lost sheep was already giving them a huge favor, if they still couldn't handle it properly, who knows what would happen.

  Damn it, it's all because of Leishen that I'm suffering here, why should I be the one to suffer and be tired while they are comfortable on the other side? It won't do, can't let him off easy. The more he thought about it, the more depressed and unbalanced he became, an idea gradually emerging in his mind.

  Having made up his mind, he said: "Actually, there is a way that can satisfy your requirements!"

  "What's going on?" asked Leng Bing hurriedly and anxiously.

  Just now relying on King Yanluo to think of a way, it's actually just a temporary inability to vent frustrations, if all else fails, I have no choice but to accept. I really didn't expect King Yanluo to actually have a way, it's really beyond my expectations.

  "Have you heard of Leishen?"

  "Is it Lei Shen? Isn't he the one from the Investiture of the Gods, Lei Zhenzi?"

  "The Legend of Deification is just a fabricated story, where did the Thunder Child come from? The Thunder God refers to the Thunder Duke and the Mother of Lightning, who are in charge of thunder and lightning. They have a treasure called Electric Thunder, which is refined from the essence of ten thousand thunders by the Thunder God couple, it's their beloved object, always by their side. If you can get this treasure, not only can it automatically protect you in times of crisis, but also grant you the ability to control thunder and lightning. Of course, with your abilities, the effect of the treasure will be less than one ten-thousandth, but in the mortal world, it's enough to satisfy your needs!"

  "Thor's treasure? Can manipulate lightning? Isn't that equivalent to having supernatural powers? Wow, no need to get up early and practice diligently, no need for dull and tasteless cultivation, can have such sharp abilities, cool, it's too cool. Thinking about it, in the future, with just a flick of the wrist, I can release lightning bolts, so sharp and stylish, cold and exciting, I'm thrilled to the point of dancing with joy, wishing I could get my hands on this treasure right away."

  However, he immediately pretended to be disinterested and said: "But that's the treasure of the Thunder God, how could it possibly be given to me?" In fact, in his heart, he was thinking: Hehe, you've already said it out loud, there must be a way. If not, watch me get anxious with you!

  Yan Luo Wang seemed to have not seen through his cunning and pretended to be solemn and righteous, saying: "Who made us make mistakes in our work and caused you harm? Since you like this thing, I will get it for you even if I have to sell my pots and pans. But this matter is settled now, you can't have any more excessive demands, or else I won't be able to do anything about it."