2 Ism Weak (1/2)

”But how am I still alive?”

Shi Li wanted to know the reason as to why since he knew for sure that his body was charred beyond recognition. Suddenly, an influx of memories surged towards his brain, making him grasp his head in pain.

Shi clan.

Cultivation.

Verdant Breeze Town.

Qi.

Women.

Breaking limits.

The amount of memories that entered his brain at the start was too much to handle. After a while though, the pain lessened, allowing him to arrange and process the memories.

Minutes passed and the pain was barely noticeable. The look on his face was of shock, because after processing the information from the memories, he knew one thing.

He was not in the same world he previously was in.

The memories he processed talk about a man that had the same name as him, Shi Li. This Shi Li was the son of the Shi clan's patriarch. Being the son of the patriarch, he was able to do a lot of things since he had the strength of his father behind his back. He did many vile things, but the most obvious one was indulging in worldly desires.

If a woman fancied his eye, he would ask his father for approval before engaging in a strenuous workout with the woman. He continued to do this while getting away from responsibility.

But on a fateful day, after he was finished having fun with a woman yet again, the woman unexpectedly brandished a blade and stabbed Shi Li in the left lung.

With the shock of his son's death, the Shi clan patriarch killed the woman in one blow while the woman had a mischievous smile on her face.

Afterwards, he hurriedly called the clan doctor to treat his son as fast as possible. Unfortunately, the old Shi Li was gone, replacing it with the current Shi Li.

'So it seems...I have taken over this body,' Shi Li thought.

After he was finished pondering through the memories, a voice resounded throughout his mind.

”Shi Li, gain strength to make my father proud. Gain strength to avenge me as well. The one who killed me was the Huang clan. I was foolish to let that woman kill me with that blade.”

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Shi Li knew that the voice came from the previous Shi Li's memories.

”Don't worry, Shi Li. I, Shi Li, shall do whatever to avenge you. Your body has given me a second chance at life, and I won't let anything kill me that easily ever again,” Shi Li muttered from his bed.

With that taken care of, he opened his robe and looked at the area where his previous self was stabbed, the left lung. There was a scar on it that started from the top of his left chest and ended towards near the top of his diaphragm's right side.

'Damn, this is an extremely big scar. It's either the blade was extremely strong or…'

'...I'm just that weak.'

From the previous Shi Li's memories, he knew that cultivation existed in this world. Cultivation allows someone to transcend limits and do unimaginable things that would be possible with a mortal body. He only realized that it was cultivation since he took a glance at some novels in his spare time in his past life.

Throughout the 16 years the previous Shi Li lived, he was only able to get to the first stage of the Tempering realm. Teenagers his age would normally be at the fifth or sixth stage of the Tempering realm.

With the promise he accepted from the previous Shi Li and his own resolution, he would start cultivating, not only for selfish purposes but also for selfless purposes as well.

…

Creak…

The door to the medical room was opened, alerting the elder in charge of supervising.

”Who dares open the door at this moment in t-” The elder yawned as he said this, but looking at the man who opened the door from inside, the following words were stuck in his throat.