21st century, Country Z.
Late at night, only a few scattered lights flickered in the bustling metropolis.
Bai Sinan looked at her phone and muttered, "Is this novel really ending so poorly? The beginning was so thrilling."
She tossed her phone aside and sighed. "Just the thought of having to go to work tomorrow is annoying. If only I could transmigrate—I can't take this miserable job for even one more day."
Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until Bai Sinan finally succumbed to the exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.
It was an agonizing night. She felt as if her soul had drifted away from her body. She tried to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't. She had no choice but to let herself become a lone boat on the sea, drifting without anything to hold onto.
"Bai Nansheng, as a Goddess, you have colluded with the Demon Clan, leaked secrets of the God Realm, and even attempted to harm the human race. Such actions are intolerable under heaven. What more do you have to say?"
The man was dressed in snow-white robes, his figure as elegant and refined as an immortal, standing as upright as a mountain of jade. His voice was as cold as a frozen spring, as heartless as a biting north wind, as if all things in the world were merely empty, fleeting illusions in his eyes.
"Heh, you don't believe me. No matter how much I say, what use would it be?"
Bai Nansheng laughed mockingly, her gaze filled with sorrow as she looked at the sky, lost in thought.
"Since that is the case, then pay for your sins."
The long sword in the man's hand did not hesitate for a moment, instantly piercing her heart.
An intense, overwhelming pain surged through her nerves, striking directly at her soul.
"It hurts!"
Bai Sinan felt as if that sword had pierced her own heart. It wasn't just pain; there was an inexplicable, stinging bitterness that made her unable to stop the tears from falling.
She couldn't snap out of this vivid, dream-like state for a long time—not until the sore, heavy sensation in her body became increasingly impossible to ignore.
Thinking she was just exhausted, Bai Sinan intended to sit up and get a drink of water. But when she opened her eyes and looked up, good heavens.
Everywhere she looked, the sky was stained with blood, and corpses littered the ground.
Bai Sinan was stunned. Wasn't she sleeping in her bed? Was she dreaming again? But how could a dream feel so painful?
She struggled to stand, and when she looked down...
"What the hell!!!"
In that instant, Bai Sinan felt her waist stop aching and her legs stop hurting. She sprang up and started doing a breakdance on the spot, kicking a corpse out of her way with one foot.
As someone living in the 21st century, she had never seen anything like this. The field of corpses was terrifying enough, and she had almost been pressed right up against one; she would have fainted if not for her strong nerves.
Furthermore, the body was staring at her with wide, unblinking eyes—the look of someone who had died with grievances. She felt as if her soul had left her body.
"Amitabha, Buddha protect me, spirits and demons stay away..." Bai Sinan wiped away the tears of fright. This was definitely not a dream; everything was too real!
It was highly likely that she had transmigrated!
Transmigration really was as simple as that: close your eyes, open them, and your previous life was over.
This reminded Bai Sinan of the dream from earlier. The dream had been so visceral that her chest still ached faintly. She remembered the man with the obscured face in her dream calling her Bai Nansheng... Could it be that her current identity was Bai Nansheng?
Bai Sinan pondered this while cautiously touching her body... Yep, no "equipment" down there; she was definitely a girl.
But... her body was way too small! How old was she? Five?
Bai Sinan wore a mournful expression. How exactly had she managed to kick that corpse a moment ago?
No, no, she was getting sidetracked. She remembered that the Bai Nansheng in her dream was an adult, so her current identity couldn't be Bai Nansheng.
But since she had transmigrated, she ought to have the original owner's memories. Why was her mind a complete blank? She didn't even know who she was. Was she still called Bai Sinan? What identity should she live under? Did she have any enemies?
Her mind was a chaotic mess, and she didn't notice the person who had appeared before her.
"Oh, God, if you’re going to throw me here, at least give me a hint! You can't expect me to spend the rest of my life with this pile of corpses."
"Why would you spend the rest of your life with the dead?"
A cold, clear voice suddenly sounded by her ear.
She snapped her head up. A pair of eyes, clear as moonlight and glowing with a pure, sacred, and untouchable aura, came into view, making one afraid to get too close.
For a moment, Bai Sinan felt that the person before her overlapped with the man from her dream.
She instinctively took a step back, but the movement tugged at her wounds, nearly causing her to collapse.
The man’s brows furrowed slightly, as if dissatisfied with her behavior.
This reaction only made Bai Sinan suspect that this sudden arrival had ulterior motives. Was he here to kill her?
At that thought, Bai Sinan shuddered violently and said defensively, "W-what do you want?!"
The man didn't speak, but his gaze remained fixed on her.
Seeing that he made no further move, Bai Sinan’s tense heart relaxed slightly, and she began to study him carefully.
The man was dressed in snow-white robes, his dark hair half-tied, his expression cold and detached, like an immortal from the heavens untainted by the mortal world.
His thin lips parted: "Your name?"
Bai Sinan blinked, pointing a finger at herself in confusion: "Me?"
"Yes."
She frowned, looking from the man to the surroundings. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't reconcile this immortal-like figure with the hellish scene before her.
But the dream... and the name of this body...
After a fierce internal struggle, Bai Sinan finally spoke, looking at him with determination: "My name is Bai Sinan!"
Seeing the resolute look in the young girl's eyes, he had a fleeting sense of deja vu, as if she overlapped with a figure from his memories. His cold gaze flickered, and his clear, low voice engraved itself deep into Bai Sinan's heart like a deity from the heavens.
"I shall take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
Bai Sinan felt that these words had a bewitching power, leaving her with no desire to resist. She only remembered falling to her knees and bowing solemnly to the man.
"Disciple Bai Sinan, greets Master!"
*
Even while sitting on the crane, Bai Sinan couldn't figure out why she had so muddle-headedly accepted a master.
Although she had no better options—in a world she knew nothing about, she desperately needed a definite identity and a place to stay—it all felt like it had happened too fast. She hadn't done anything, so why had he suddenly decided to take her as a disciple?
"Master, why did you... oh, sh..."
Bai Sinan swallowed the last word, replacing it with a howl.
She had been so lost in thought that she hadn't realized they were thousands of meters in the air!
Even though it was normal for a crane to fly, this was way too high! And they were moving so fast without any protective barrier—if she fell, there wouldn't be a trace of her left...
She grabbed onto the man’s leg, her voice trembling: "M-master, can we go slower? It's too scary! I’m still just a child, I'm afraid!"
"…Lingyun."
The speed slowed down. Bai Sinan let out a sigh of relief, but she didn't loosen her grip on the man's leg; in fact, she held on even tighter.
Seeing his clothes soiled by the girl’s grip, his lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.
Remembering the question she hadn't finished, Bai Sinan asked, "Master, why did you take me as your disciple?"
"It is ordained by fate."
Good grief, she knew he would say that.
But since she was already here, she would have to make the best of it. She had no room for regret now.
*
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the crane landed slowly.
Before them stood a palace suspended in the air, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a path into fairyland. The palace doors were slightly ajar, and there was no one in sight. As a breeze blew past, the clouds dispersed, revealing the entire grand hall.
"Qingxian Palace..."
Bai Sinan muttered, looking at the plaque above the door.
She glanced to her side and saw the crane was gone, replaced by a woman who also possessed a cold, ethereal, and immortal-like appearance.
Noticing Bai Sinan’s confused gaze, Lingyun explained, "I am the ancient divine beast Bi-Fang, named Lingyun. I am the contracted beast of the High God."
"High God?"
So her master really was an immortal.
"Your master is High God Qingxian of the God Realm, known as Luochen."
God Realm?
This made Bai Sinan think of the scene from her dream again. For some reason, however, that dream felt increasingly blurry.
"So, are we in the God Realm now?"
Lingyun shook her head. "The Young Mistress has a weak constitution; if you were to enter the God Realm, your body would likely explode. We are currently in the Lower Continent."
"Lingyun, take her to wash up and then choose a palace for her to reside in." With that, his figure flickered and vanished from the spot.
"Yes." Lingyun bowed in the direction Luochen had left, then turned to Bai Sinan. "Young Mistress, come with me."
Bai Sinan followed Lingyun, asking, "Sister Lingyun, where does Master live?"
"You may just call me Lingyun, Young Mistress. The High God lives in the Qingchen Hall in the center."
Bai Sinan nodded her little head and asked, "Which hall is closest to Master? I want to live as close to him as possible."
"Young Mistress, you can stay in the Fusheng Hall. It is the residence nearest to Qingchen Hall."
"Mm-hmm, Fusheng Hall it is." For some reason, Bai Sinan really liked the name of that hall.
"Young Mistress, please go wash up first. I will bring some clothes for you shortly. Do you have any requirements for them?"
"No requirements, anything is fine. Thank you, Sister Lingyun!"
Without waiting for Lingyun to respond, Bai Sinan turned and rushed inside to bathe. She was covered in blood and felt like she was starting to stink.