socalfunplaces Chapter 1 Transcending Time and Breaking the Clan
Chapter 1 Transcending Time and Breaking the Clan
Chapter 1 Transmigrating into the Broken Clan
My name is Yang Podi, and I am just an ordinary working person.
How can it be simple? I'm almost 35 years old, and it's been more than ten years since I graduated from junior college, but I've achieved nothing so far.
From entering society full of hope to now being heavily in debt, I've worked in factories, sales, management, and e-commerce. From a complete novice, I've gradually become numb.
My greatest hobby since childhood has been martial arts, and I've always dreamed of being a martial arts hero. To that end, I've even studied martial arts, practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and weapons. My preference for weapons is different from others; while others like swords and knives, I prefer guns. I always felt that swords and knives were too small and not manly enough, while guns were much more powerful. My greatest longing is for the days of riding a white horse and wielding a silver spear in ancient times.
Now I work during the day and spend my evenings alone in my rented room watching TV, anime, and movies. Lately, I've been enjoying Douluo Continent; the anime is so exciting!
But as someone with some experience, when I watched the anime a second time, I always felt that something was wrong with the plot. After going back to read the original work and reading countless fanfictions, I realized that there were so many loopholes in the original work, and my whole worldview collapsed a bit.
I was really bored that day, so I watched a movie in my rented room. I was enjoying it when the power suddenly went out.
He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What's going on? Why is the power always going out in this run-down rental? Has the circuit breaker tripped again?"
When I opened the window, it seemed that all the surrounding rooms had electricity.
He grabbed a broken stool and placed it under his feet. Standing on the stool, he took a closer look and saw that the circuit breaker had indeed tripped. He tried to pull the switch up, but a powerful current surged through it, instantly numbing him and causing him to fall off the stool, losing consciousness immediately.
Then it seemed as if I was plunged into endless darkness, and I even felt a little short of breath. Am I in the emergency room now?
Suddenly a bright light appeared in their eyes, followed by a commotion: "She's born! She's born! She's finally born!"
Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if someone picked me up, and my entire vision suddenly spun around.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the person holding them was an old man with a very resolute face and a large scar on his face.
That expression looks familiar. Isn't that Yang Wudi from Douluo Continent?
Looking at herself again, she found herself in Yang Wudi's arms, struggling to turn her head and wave her hands and feet. She suddenly felt incredibly powerless. Her hands were tiny, like those of an infant.
No, that's a baby's hand. He couldn't help but think, "What's going on? I only got an electric shock. How did I end up in the world of Douluo Continent?"
I tried to open my mouth and make a sound, but all I heard was a soft whimper, like a cry.
Then, the world spun again, and the person fell asleep.
After several days of alternating sleep and wakefulness, he finally realized that he had probably transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, and was the grandson of Yang Wudi of the Po Clan, with the name Yang Podi. His father's name was Yang Zhentian, and his mother's name was Niu Jinfeng, seemingly from the Yu Clan. Moreover, his mother was tall and broad-shouldered, almost as tall and muscular as his father, and he had heard that she was the daughter of Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yu Clan.
All of the above is just hearsay; after all, as a newborn baby, what I hear is only fragmented information. And right now, my most important task is to eat well and grow as much as possible.
The advantage of my mother's tall stature is that she has plenty of food, so I just eat and sleep all day long, and am basically unaffected by the outside world.
Of course, it's impossible for it to affect the outside world, since it's a newborn baby who can't speak yet, and any occasional sounds it makes are just like crying.
At this time, the Haotian Sect was the number one sect in the world. The Po clan was the head of the outer sect of the Haotian Sect, and Yang Wudi was also the Grand Elder of the outer sect of the Haotian Sect, so they were considered to be in a high position and had great power.
As the only grandson born to a royal family, he received a constant stream of visitors, including all sorts of faces. Among them were Bai He, the patriarch of the Min clan; Titan, the patriarch of the Li clan; and Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yu clan, who was also his maternal grandfather.
Of course, they also met many people from the Clear Sky Sect, including Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and Tang Hao's wife, A Yin. Just like in the anime, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao both appeared very tall and robust, their bodies seemingly brimming with power. Moreover, Tang Hao was not as decadent as he was during his time in Holy Soul Village in the original work; on the contrary, he was rather handsome, no wonder he was able to win over a beauty like A Yin. A Yin, on the other hand, appeared very gentle and beautiful, and even couldn't help but hug him.
Unfortunately, he was still a baby at the time and didn't feel anything. The only thing he felt was that Ah Yin's body was very soft, as if it was full of life.
And it seems Ah Yin isn't pregnant yet, at least not in the short term. As for the future, there's nothing she can do about it with just one baby.
After eating and sleeping for half a year, his throat seemed to start to grow slowly, and he was able to start saying the simplest words: dad, mom, grandpa.
After six months, he was able to call out to people on his own, which made the whole family extremely happy, especially his grandfather, Yang Wudi, who would pick him up and spin him around from time to time, making him dizzy. And the grandfather himself was enjoying it immensely.
Of course, I also started trying to walk at the same time, but I could only take a few steps each time. I felt relatively at ease with my mother watching over me.
After the baby started calling out to people, he was weaned. His mother, Niu Jinfeng, was quite opposed to this, always feeling that children should drink more milk to grow up quickly.
But it still feels a bit awkward for me, after all, in terms of spiritual age, I'm already over 35, and it's not right for me to always be holding my mother and drinking her breast milk.
My dad seemed to like it quite a bit, and he even got a lot of meat from small spirit beasts to make meat soup for me every day. I don't know if he was happy for his son or for something else.
The meat broth made from soul beast meat seems to be exceptionally rich in energy. Every time I finish eating it, I feel refreshed and full of energy. No wonder the descendants of those wealthy families have such a good foundation compared to ordinary people. Even the simplest soul beast meat is much more energy-rich than ordinary fruits and vegetables, not to mention that large families have their own set of cultivation systems.
Another six months passed, and he was able to speak clearly and walk on his own quite smoothly.
His own mother, on the other hand, followed closely behind, as if afraid he would fall, like a protective mother hen.
(End of this chapter)