*BOOOOOM* 

*SWOOOSH*

It was the largest explosion the universe has ever seen. The magnitude of the explosion caused the fabric of reality to collapse. Everything ceased to exist.

Perhaps not everything. A perfect spherical object could be seen at the center of nothingness. It moved, changing nothingness into everything. But there was a crack, in the perfect sphere.

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A young man in his early twenties opened his eyes. He smiled and stretched his body. He found himself in a familiar bed, a familiar room, and a familiar time. 

He slowly stood up, looking at the courtyard that was filled with books, scrolls, and weapons. 

"I'm back" 

He muttered, he slowly picked up the familiar sword that was lying in bed. 

"Hello, old friend." He muttered, filled with nostalgia. 

Why was it familiar to him? Because he already experienced this before. In other words, he regressed at the beginning of his transmigration. 

Transmigration? Because he was originally from Earth, he transmigrated to this place and lived a colorful life until his regression. 

Shen Yuan or Ethan back from Earth was an ordinary man, living an ordinary job with a strange obsession with reading. He would read everything, English, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, and everything in between. Thanks to that obsession, his ordinary job is working at the embassy as an interpreter. He was a polyglot. Due to living in a household of diplomats, he learned diplomacy and language at a young age.

Shen Yuan's expression was calm, if anyone was familiar with his face, anyone would sh*t their pants because this person was the infamous prodigal son of the Shen Clan. 

A young maid slowly entered the courtyard, shivering with fear. Shen Yuan knew why the maid was "wetting" her pants. Because he "devours" young maidens for a living. It was a logical reaction to an unwanted situation.

"Apologies for my intrusion Young Master. The Clan Head wanted to speak with you." 

Shen Yuan showed an annoyed expression, contrary to his expression, he was calm and slowly recollecting his memories. 

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'If my memory serves me right, she is Xu Qiang, my first maid.'

Shen Yuan, the eldest son of the current Clan Head, was notorious for being shit. He oppresses people, known to be arrogant, lecherous yet lazy. Unfortunately, it was all a facade. A facade that Shen Yuan, the Clan Head, and selected members of the clan orchestrated this "play." 

To simplify everything.

Purpose? Hiding everything from plain sight.

'She is one of the individuals who stayed until the very end.' Shen Yuan smiled deep inside but his actions were opposite. He dismissively waved his hand while scoffing.

Xu Qiang sighed a breath of relief like she received a pardon. She bowed and left without a word. All signs of her familiarity with the "notorious" young master. She knew that he hated yapping bitches. It's better to be direct to him. With that familiarity and tactfulness, she is the longest-serving maid of Shen Yuan. She knew how to serve him. 

'Young master seems different from before. I can't put my finger on it.' Xu Qiang, just like in the 1st run, immediately noticed the changes from her master. But for different reasons.

Shen Yuan was lost in deep thought, he was currently organizing his memories, yet it seems he immediately noticed that he didn't have a perfect memory when he should have one. 

'My soul's damaged leading to memory loss, that is to be expected, imagine being betrayed by everyone you trusted.' Shen Yuan sneered.

'Celestial Emperor, King Yama, and every single one of you traitorous Heavenly Court. I will let you burn in my hell.' Shen Yuan gripped his hands, remembering the last scene from his 1st run. 

He was at his final heavenly tribulation to finally achieve Celestial Immortal. The final stage of cultivation. 

But he was betrayed by the very heavenly court he trusted, All of them without fail, raised their swords, and attacked with full force without mercy.

Shen Yuan shrugged and walked towards the familiar way he used to tread on. 

"Let's start this generic cultivation story once again."

'But this time, I'm not going to lose.'