In the early morning of May 4th, 3400 AD, a heaven-shattering roar erupted from the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, followed by a flash of golden light that spanned a thousand miles and shot into the sky!
The next day, the Chinese army entered the Kunlun Mountains and discovered an ancient altar in its depths, covered in overlapping Daoist inscriptions. Experts were immediately summoned from the capital to begin an archaeological excavation.
After two years of exploration, a giant dragon bone, tens of meters long, was unearthed from the depths of the altar, astonishing the world.
Yang Hao, a student of archaeology, joined the Jiang Province Historical Research Institute after graduation. A week prior, he had been assigned to Kunlun Mountain for further archaeological excavation work with his seniors.
The dragon bone had already been transported to the capital for scientific research. All that remained at the site was a pit thousands of square meters in size.
"Professor Li! Professor Li!"
As a group reached the bottom of the pit, an excited voice called out from within.
"What is it?"
Professor Li, nearing seventy, put down his work and looked inside.
"Professor, we've found an altar with a white jade Bagua Yin-Yang diagram!"
Professor Li and the others hurried over. The mud covering the white jade had not yet been completely cleared, but dense, uneven grooves could be vaguely seen. Professor Li directed everyone to begin the cleaning.
Yang Hao was responsible for the central part of the white jade. Wearing gloves and holding a brush, he carefully began to clean. Suddenly, a small white jade tower, about the size of a thumb, appeared before his eyes.
After some cleaning and protection, Yang Hao carefully picked up the small tower and examined it under the light. Its texture was fine, and despite the deep winter, the tower felt warm in his hand.
At this moment, the white jade Bagua Yin-Yang diagram was fully revealed after cleaning. As sunlight shone down, the Yin-Yang diagram in the center slowly began to rotate. Yang Hao saw a divine light flash from the small tower in his hand, and the blinding golden light made his consciousness blur.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar echoed as the Kunlun Mountains were shaken once again after two years. A beam of golden light shot straight towards the Big Dipper...
"Hoo, hoo."
Yang Hao suddenly sat up, gasping for breath, his vision slowly clearing, his head heavy.
"Where... where is this?"
Yang Hao looked around. The hall was magnificent, adorned with amber wine cups, jade goblets, golden footed vessels, and jade plates. The hall was supported by numerous red pillars, intricately carved and painted.
"This... this is?"
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Yang Hao's head throbbed, and his limbs felt weak and limp. Memories that did not belong to him surged wildly in his mind, like a rushing tide, pouring in all at once.
This world was called Cangyuan. Living beings could cultivate martial arts and absorb Yuan energy. The strong could shatter the heavens and overturn the earth, establish kingdoms, and rule the world. The name of the transmigration was also Yang Hao. He had just come of age and was the young master of HanJia City. His talent was ordinary, but he was also content, not causing trouble, and diligently cultivating.
Two thousand years ago, the previous dynasty's rituals and music collapsed, the country was in chaos, and the people suffered immensely. Ji Zhao, the founding king of the Martial Kingdom, rose to power. He rallied the ambitious individuals of the world, who raised banners in rebellion. The rebel army was unstoppable, conquering all directions and establishing the Martial Kingdom. After Ji Zhao became king, he enfeoffed lands throughout the realm. Yang Hao's ancestors, having been wounded while serving King Wu Ji Zhao, were granted lands in Shu Commandery, Yizhou, in the southern part of the Martial Kingdom, becoming regional governors. The Yang family persisted for a thousand years, and by Yang Hao's father's generation, they only held the position of City Lord of HanJia City, Shu Commandery. A year ago, Yang Hao's father led troops to suppress the Linhu tribe but was ambushed and severely wounded. Three days ago, he died in the City Lord's mansion. He had only one son, Yang Hao. However, Yang Hao's uncle, Yang Ming, had long coveted the position of City Lord. He had reached the Houtian realm and was a powerful figure in HanJia City, which Yang Hao's father had managed to suppress while alive. The path of cultivation began with strengthening muscles and refining bones, the foundation of martial arts, divided into bone forging and Yuan absorption. Once Yuan energy filled the body, one could step into the Houtian realm.
Now, with the City Lord's death and the news spreading, Yang Ming took control of HanJia City within a day, imprisoning Yang Hao in the Young City Lord's mansion. Upon learning of his uncle's rebellion and imprisonment, Yang Hao was enraged. In his anger, he suffered a qi deviation while cultivating at night, dying in the mansion. Coincidentally, Yang Hao, the transmigration, arrived and possessed his body.
Sitting by the bed, Yang Hao covered his face with his hand and fell into thought. He had just graduated and landed a stable job, living a carefree life. But now, after picking up the small tower, he had inexplicably arrived in this world, only to be usurped and imprisoned by his own uncle. His life might be in danger at any moment. The thought sent a shiver down his spine.
"Ding! Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda activating!"
"Ten."
"Nine."
...
As Yang Hao analyzed his current situation, a mechanical voice boomed in his mind. Who was speaking? In a trance, Yang Hao felt as if his spirit had left his body, and a magnificent white jade pagoda stood atop frost.
"One."
"Ding! System activated!"
Yang Hao looked at the white pagoda before him. This... wasn't this the small tower discovered in the Kunlun Mountains? It was it! It was! Yang Hao stared in disbelief.
"Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda, boundless creation, embodying the forces of heaven and earth, responding to infinite creation!"
The heavenly voice was mysterious and ancient. The entire pagoda glowed with golden light, and sounds of the Great Dao emanated from its surroundings. As the golden light faded, the entire body of the pagoda was densely engraved with countless lifelike figures.
What is this? Where am I? Even after seeing the dozens-of-meters-long dragon skeleton in China and experiencing the unbelievable transmigration, Yang Hao still found the magnificent white pagoda and the heavenly sounds incredible.
"Host, the Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda is awakening."
After a long while, Yang Hao finally came back to his senses. Yang Hao was overjoyed and extremely excited. In China, he had read ancient novels from over a thousand years ago where protagonists who transmigrated always had a cheat! Could this be his cheat? He took a deep breath. "What are your functions?"
"Ding! Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda, each layer seals famous generals and scholars from ancient China and characters from historical novels. The host can summon them to conquer the world!"
"Host, has the Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda officially opened?"
"Open!"
Yang Hao smiled gently.
"Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda officially opened!"
"Host can use Reincarnation Power to summon. You can summon famous generals or scholars from ancient China, and you can summon their accompanying troops! Reincarnation Power can be exchanged for kill points!"
"Additionally, for the host's first activation of the Reincarnation Profound Yellow Pagoda, you are granted one summoning opportunity!"
Yang Hao's body trembled slightly, his heart beating rapidly. Those were the heroes of ancient China's reflected eras! His eyes welled up with tears. Now, with his uncle Yang Ming's rebellion, he was imprisoned in the Young City Lord's mansion. In the vast HanJia City, as the dignified Young City Lord, he had not a single soldier to command!
"Ding! Does the host wish to summon?"
"Summon!"