Fantasy World

"Young Master, the upcoming Immortal Emperor Mystic Realm is fraught with difficulties. Once you pass the trial, you will completely gain the recognition of the Ancient Heavenly Court, and by then, you will be the new Lord of the Heavenly Court."

The Little Flying Pig flew in front of Jiang Che. It had now successfully become his die-hard fan.

It could faintly see the heroic posture of a Heavenly Emperor in Jiang Che. This was what a truly invincible person looked like! He was nothing like that Chu Yuan from before... who was half-struck to death by lightning while undergoing a tribulation, and who exploited all sorts of loopholes during the Quasi-Emperor Mystic Realm. Chu Yuan didn't have the bearing or aura of a Heavenly Emperor at all.

The Young Master Jiang before it not only possessed five great immortal bodies and dao bones, but also grasped the supreme origin of the Great Dao. His cultivation had reached the level of an Immortal Emperor, and his heaven-defying methods were something that even it, as the soul of the mystic realm, could not see through.

Obviously, Jiang Che must have used the power of some kind of cheat in the mystic realm. But for a cheat to be usable in the Heavenly Court Mystic Realm, it meant its tier was absolutely not low.

This Jiang Che was definitely a surefire future Heavenly Emperor; his upper limit was even higher than the Lord of the Immortal Court it had once known.

"Young Master Jiang! In this final stage, you will very likely face an inner demon assessment—an inner demon illusion profound enough to make even an Immortal Emperor sink into it!"

As the examiner, the Little Flying Pig had already started secretly leaking the exam questions to Jiang Che.

"An inner demon assessment?"

Jiang Che chuckled lightly, then stepped into the mystic realm.

...

"Ah Che, Ah Che! Wake up quickly, you're going to be late for school!"

A burst of shouting rang in his ears, and Jiang Che slowly opened his eyes.

He saw a stunningly beautiful noblewoman with her hair coiled up calling out to him. It was none other than his own mother, Jiang Yunli.

Jiang Che slowly sat up from the large bed and looked around. His mother was wearing pajamas, her hair in a messy state, pacing around like a cat on a hot tin roof.

"It's already past nine o'clock. Aren't you usually quite disciplined? Sigh... Mom will drive you to school."

Jiang Che got up in a daze, but while washing up and changing his clothes, he was stunned.

Looking at himself in the mirror, holy crap... this age was at most junior high school, right? He looked as tender and young as a little boy.

Obviously, he had entered some kind of illusion, and the illusion's timeline had adjusted back to when he was in junior high.

"Heh—"

Jiang Che curled his lips into a smile. This was somewhat interesting.

[Are they trying to make me forget everything I have now? To return to the mortal world once again?]

Jiang Che frowned, but wasn't this method a bit... too low-level?

"Little Che... have you made any new friends at school recently?" Jiang Yunli asked patiently while driving.

"A girlfriend is fine too! Mom will secretly tell you... if you don't have a campus romance when you're young, your whole life will be for nothing!"

Jiang Che: "......"

Even in an illusion, his mother was as naggy as ever.

After nagging all the way, they arrived at the school gates.

[Shilan Middle School]

It was a familiar old place, except Jiang Che's grade had dropped a level, going from the high school division down to the junior high division.

...

After walking into the classroom, the faces of everyone around him had become much more immature. Of course... to Jiang Che, most of the people here were nothing more than NPCs.

He walked to the door of the classroom, above which hung a sign reading [Grade 7, Class 1].

Originally, Jiang Che was at least a high school senior, but now he was almost reduced to an elementary schooler.

An old man at the podium was teaching history. He glanced at the late Jiang Che and said, "Come in, don't be late next time."

Jiang Che looked around and fixed his gaze on two little figures in the first row.

They were two adorable, chibi-like girls. The girl on the left had her hair tied in twin tails with choppy bangs; she was none other than a miniature version of Yu Wan'er.

At this time, Yu Wan'er didn't have so many petty schemes yet. Her eyes were full of innocence as she looked curiously at Jiang Che. Let alone being a bratty girl now... she had only just met Ye Mengyao not long ago and was still just a poor little kid from an impoverished family.

Ye Mengyao, who was beside her, had also shrunk a size. Ye Mengyao was probably a meter and forty centimeters tall at best right now. As for Yu Wan'er... she was probably only a meter thirty. A single slap from Jiang Che could make them cry for a long time.

Jiang Che walked to the desk behind the two girls and glanced at its original occupant. The original occupant was so scared that he scrambled away in terror.

"Why are you late!" Ye Mengyao frowned, whispering a warning to Jiang Che while taking out a small notebook.

"I won't write your name down this time, but next time I'll definitely put you in my notebook."

The Eldest Miss Ye had just been promoted to class monitor!

Jiang Che rested his chin on one hand and didn't speak, just silently watching all of this.

Truth be told, Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao were indeed top-tier beauties in the making. Even just in the seventh grade, they were already adorable and soft.

"Hey! Jiang Che, I'm talking to you!" Ye Mengyao puffed out her small mouth, glaring at Jiang Che.

"It's nothing, just wanting to pinch your face!" As if possessed, Jiang Che reached out his large hand and pinched Ye Mengyao's cheek.

"You—" Ye Mengyao was instantly enraged, looking exactly like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"And you too!" Jiang Che's demonic claws extended toward Yu Wan'er, giving the little girl's cheek a pinch as well.

How satisfying!

However, the price was that the two girls, hurt from the pinching, instantly started crying and sniffing, especially Yu Wan'er... her cheek had been twisted red.

......

"This illusion... isn't too bad."

After class, Jiang Che leaned against the balcony railing, enjoying the gentle breeze. This illusionary world did not have any ancient martial artists; it was a pure urban world. He just wondered if original protagonists like Lin Yu would appear one after another.

Of course, even without the background of an ancient martial arts family, Jiang Che wasn't afraid of them... He didn't even need a system.

As for Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao in the illusion, he only planned to be a passing traveler now.

...

"Jiang Che... does the marriage contract between us... still count?"

After graduating from the college entrance exams, the now graceful and elegant Ye Mengyao stood in front of Jiang Che. With her hands behind her back, she looked at him with an extremely serious gaze.

Jiang Che remained silent.

This world didn't have any bullshit Children of Destiny; everything naturally fell into place.

During the six years of junior and senior high school, Jiang Che could be said to have stolen all the limelight. He became the strongest senior and the top student in the entire Shilan Aristocratic School, winning so many competition awards that his hands went soft, and he even started taking over his father's company.

Like in the vast majority of urban romance novels, Young Master Jiang had a slightly wicked personality. He would occasionally tease the two girls, tugging at Ye Mengyao's pigtails and pinching Yu Wan'er's little cheeks, but that was all there was to it.

"Marriage contract?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and looked at Ye Mengyao.

This was perhaps the original direction of the world. Without the existence of Children of Destiny like Lin Yu, childhood sweethearts would eventually come together.

"Yao Yao, a thing like a marriage contract... doesn't have any binding force. What's more... after graduation, I'm going to inherit the family business."

"Oh—" Ye Mengyao lowered her eyes, her mood extremely disappointed.

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