Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Luo Kong and Lin Tian’er reunited after a thousand years of separation. It was a rare and wonderful event.

Even better news came three months later, when Jiang Kaixin and Mao Boyang decided to be together, mainly due to the two little demons’ prowess.

No one knows what tactics they used, but they successfully brought Jiang Kaixin and Mao Boyang together, and even encouraged Jiang Kaixin to start a business with Mao Boyang.

The Jiang Family encourages their children to marry, but they don’t hinder them from starting their own businesses. The family’s business grows larger rather than smaller thanks to the family members’ entrepreneurial spirit.

When Jiang Kaixin decided to start a business, her parents and the family elders didn’t oppose but rather offered various assistance. After all, Jiang Kaixin’s success would also be the Jiang Family’s success.

Jiang Kaixin and Mao Boyang agreed to partner independently in business, ensuring they have a shared venture and common interests.

What better way to bond than two partners of a large company, creating a family out of two households?

When the time comes, their union will not only be for love but also a union of interests that neither family can object to.

It’s undeniable that Mao Boyang and Jiang Kaixin had luck on their side, collaborating on a fashion business.

Being in the entertainment industry, they knew many designers, and their fashionable clothing led to great business success.

Thanks to Jiang Kaixin and Mao Boyang’s family backgrounds, the company thrived smoothly and quickly expanded, allowing the two to be together as they wished.

In this world, Feng Shuangshuang stayed for only fifty years before leaving, mainly because the atmosphere was oppressive, filled with monsters unable to transform due to resentful energy.

She had been a relaxed owner of the Yin Yang Inn, accompanied by companions. Although busy, she was happy. But owning the antique shop made it hard for Feng Shuangshuang to feel joy.

Thus, she ended her time in this world early and moved to the next.

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Jian Shuangshuang lay in a pile of wild grass, gazing at the sky through a hole above—her roof, though calling it a roof was inaccurate. It was a drafty, broken shed, with gaps and a missing grass cover.

The entire shed was low and narrow. Inside, a bunch of grass served as a bed, a worn-out straw mat as a blanket, and two chipped bowls, one for meals and the other as a pot.

There was also a pit made of several stones, used for cooking, and nothing else.

People often say extreme poverty is shown by empty walls, but Jian Shuangshuang now understood that even empty walls were better. At least they had walls; she had none, which was true poverty.

She feebly lifted her arms and legs, thin like stalks, her skin yellowed, abdomen protruding despite her stick-like limbs—clearly malnourished.

She wore only a patched pair of shorts, circled with dry grass like a skirt for modesty.

At this moment, Jian Shuangshuang regretted deeply. As an antique shop owner, she witnessed tragic stories daily, but at least she had a comfortable bed and was free from worries.

In all her travels, she had encountered poverty but never such extreme destitution, without a stitch of clothing.

In this life, Jian Shuangshuang’s identity was a melodramatic cliché. This world wasn’t ordinary ancient times but a world where everyone cultivated Mystic Energy.

This Mystic Energy was akin to Spiritual Energy, just called differently here. Cultivating it extended life, enhanced martial power, and enabled flight and concealment.

In this life, Jian Shuangshuang’s tale was another frustrating one—a tale of a woman chasing after a man, doomed to be a tragic pawn.

Born to ordinary parents without Cultivation Talent, Jian Shuangshuang was their beloved only daughter.

Later, her parents perished unexpectedly in a battle involving an Evil Cultivator, leaving ten-year-old Jian Shuangshuang struggling to survive.

A ten-year-old girl, with no strength or skills, couldn’t find work. Earning her own living was a dream.

Clearly, her days were bleak, saved only by villagers’ mercy, offering her food and warmth in a climate of perpetual spring.

In this climate, Jian Shuangshuang could wear a grass skirt year-round without freezing, though winter rains brought some cold, manageable.

After her parents’ death, she survived with the villagers’ kindness, gathering wild vegetables and fruits.

Unsatisfied with this life, at twelve, she sought the village chief when townsfolk came to test children for Mystic Energy cultivation talents.

The village chief, a kind old man, agreed without fuss, even providing Jian Shuangshuang a clean outfit.

Luckily, Jian Shuangshuang not only had talent for cultivating Mystic Energy but possessed a Super Talent, catching the testers’ attention, earning one thousand gold coins as a reward.

Jian Shuangshuang kept only one hundred gold coins and gave the rest to the village chief and those who cared for her. Then she followed the tester.

The tester was from the noble Zhongli Family, whose territory included Jian Shuangshuang’s village.

Child talent testing was typically a court duty, conducted annually.

After testing children’s Cultivation Talent, those capable were sent to schools to cultivate, otherwise they pursued academics, or became ordinary citizens.

Besides court testers, nobles secretly assessed local talents, recruiting them before the court could.

Though officially forbidden, distant noble territories couldn’t be regulated by the court, often overlooked unless excessive.

Jian Shuangshuang’s extraordinary Talent was rare, even in grand families like the Zhongli Family—capable of stirring the entire family.

The Zhongli Family prized Jian Shuangshuang, assigning several tutors for her exclusive guidance upon her arrival.