Chapter 1 Yuqing Yuanchu: Zhenwu stole my milk powder!
The Beiliang Palace was built only a few years ago. It is located in the Qingliang Mountain, with thousands of doors and windows and a magnificent architecture.

It owns the entire Qingliang Mountain, and the original lake on the mountainside was expanded by twice as much with the intention of turning the lake into a sea. Pavilions and terraces were built, and the majestic nine-story pavilion in the middle that soars into the sky was named Tingchao.

There are tens of thousands of books in the building, including countless rare and unique books, including lost martial arts secrets.

However, no matter how many books you have, they cannot withstand the magical power of a certain white snow ball. With the computer-like fast analysis, you have already read them all and understood them thoroughly.

The morning light is dim.

The golden sun in the sky had just climbed up, but it still could not melt the three feet of cold on the ground.

The huge Beiliang Palace.

The curtains are made of golden brocade with red carved patterns, the roof is painted with gold and inlaid with jade, the eaves are upturned like swallow wings, covered with fish scale gold flakes, and covered with dense frost and snow, which shines like bright gold and silver under the sunlight.

The rosewood pillars, glazed jade tiles and golden splendor are the utmost in luxury.

This year's severe cold weather has caused the lake surface to be covered with a thick layer of ice instead of the original magnificent scene of thousands of carp swimming towards the sky.

At this time, the lake was covered with ice.

A milky white ball wearing a pure white sable fur coat, with five maids standing behind him, sitting on a wooden couch, holding a small copper hand warmer wrapped in brocade in his arms, and holding a jade bamboo pole wrapped with gold thread, he is ice fishing!
Unlike that lovely face, that pair of eyes were dim, staring straight at the ice surface, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The maids standing by were all silent. They wanted to advise them not to fish in such cold weather, but they dared not open their mouths.

This prince is different from the other one. Although they are twins, their personalities are obviously different.

The other Prince Fengnian was very kind to them and treated others much more cordially. As for this Prince Chunlin...

The majestic and cold aura he exuded was so severe that it was almost comparable to that of a prince, making people completely ignore his beautiful appearance.

Although this prince usually wouldn't say much about things that went beyond the rules, his cold gaze was still a little scary.

Moreover, this man always kept his word and would not allow others to refute him in the slightest, so the maids really did not dare to say anything more, for fear that the prince would blame them.

However, if the young master falls ill due to a cold, and the prince blames them, they will not be able to bear the consequences. How can they survive?

That’s the King of Beiliang—the butcher Xu Xiao!

So it’s really a bit difficult.

"Pfft!"

The carp emerged from the water, like a silver crescent hook.

Just as the maids were hesitating, a white carp was caught and pulled out of the water by the young master. The sound of the carp coming out of the water woke everyone up.

Everyone rushed forward and held the white carp in their hands to present it to the emperor, regardless of the cold lake water on the white carp.

"Congratulations, Prince, for capturing a silver-bearded dragon carp!"

Almost everyone was complimenting me, and their words were quite nice.

"I'm tired, let's go back!"

The young boy exhaled a breath of hot air, threw away the fishing rod, turned around and left. Except for the two maids who were packing up, the rest of the maids hurried to follow him.

After returning to the courtyard, the young man drank a sip of the ginger soup he had prepared earlier to get rid of the cold. Then he said, "Oh, by the way, make a bowl of nourishing fish soup with the white carp and bring it to my mother before breakfast."

"Yes!"

Ignoring the compliments from others, Xu Chunlin sat on the bed and his thoughts drifted away.

It has been six years since he came into this world. He and Xu Fengnian are twins. Strictly speaking, he is Xu Fengnian's younger brother, who was born only a quarter of an hour later than Xu Fengnian.

However, thanks to his own peculiarity, he remembered everything since he was born and possessed abilities that were almost innate.

Without mentioning that when he was three years old, he, Xu Fengnian and their mother were imprisoned in Dantong Pass and became hostages, let’s just talk about the White Clothes Case in the capital.

If I hadn't secretly found my original body and intercepted the cultivation mother liquid that originally belonged to Yuanchu Daojun for that month, I'm afraid that even my birth would still be a problem! However, even if I benefited from the nourishment of the cultivation mother liquid, my mother Wu Su in this life went to the imperial city alone with a sword, facing one person in the Tianxiang realm, three people in the Zhixuan realm, and dozens of first-grade masters.

He transformed from a worldly sword to an out-of-world sword and stepped into the immortal realm on land, but his vitality was still badly damaged.

What's more, his mother is now pregnant with Xu Longxiang, who was born with an extraordinary physique in the Vajra Realm, all of which were nurtured by the essence and blood of his mother, Wu Su, and were raised by her alone.

In the past few months, so many supplements have been sent to the Beiliang Palace, but Wu Su's figure is still getting thinner and thinner. Even if he uses a dragon carp to keep himself going, it is of no use.

Now Wu Su's body is like a big funnel, and her expenses are simply not enough to cover her income.

Xu Chunlin was secretly calculating in his mind.

Should I disrupt the original trajectory and save my mother in this life?
"Forget it, let's go find the deity!"

"It is indeed impossible for me to watch my mother perish."

Xu Chunlin sighed, closed his eyes, and as his mind turned, his thoughts came to a chaotic space.

In this world.

I don’t know the four directions up and down, and there is no flow of time, but everyone has his or her own position and is ranked in one place.

The patterns on each statue are also different. Some are engraved with the tracks of stars, some are yin-yang fish, and some are high in the sky and other objects, representing the identity of the owner of each position.

"Ok?"

"Zhenwu, you're here?"

An egg-shaped creature spoke, but there was a hint of complaint in his tone.

Xu Chunlin sat on his own throne carved with a tortoise and snake, and said, "Alright, alright, I just stole your food for a month. Do you still hold a grudge against me?"

Let me introduce you to this egg-shaped creature, which is the Jade Purity Yuanchu Taoist Master whose "baby formula powder" was previously stolen by Xu Chunlin.

But then again, Xu Chunlin was also an unformed baby at the time, and it was indeed a bit awkward for two babies to fight over milk powder, but they were also helpless!

"Why not?"

"Don't forget, among all the known avatars of my original self, I am the only one who has not yet been born. What you stole is food, not life-saving medicine that can shorten my birth date!"

The egg-shaped creature spoke with a strong sense of resentment: "If I could move freely like you, would I have nothing to do and spend every day in space?"

"Now, those two guys Yujing and Taishang have given me a nickname: Reception Manager!"

Xu Chunlin's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Yujing and Taishang were two bad guys who could really do such a thing.

Even if he was wrong in this matter, the situation was critical at that time. If he had not used the culture mother fluid, he would probably have miscarried long ago.

By the way, the so-called nurturing mother fluid was specially prepared by me to nourish the pregnant mother.

The true identity of the egg-shaped creature in this life is the son of Black Dragon Tian and White Dragon in the Wu Geng world, but the White Dragon is dead now.

Although it is now being nourished by the bloodstone of Black Dragon Tian and is in a half-dead state, the vitality of the unformed fetus in the White Dragon's belly has also stagnated.

If Yuanchu Daojun had not reincarnated and used his own essence to keep it alive, this unformed egg-shaped creature would probably have become a stillbirth long ago.

That is why the breeding mother liquid is so important to Yuanchu Daojun.

Reincarnated into this identity, I don’t know whether Yuanchu Daojun is lucky or unlucky!
Good luck: With a noble status, you can walk sideways since birth.

Bad luck: I don’t know how many thousand years I will have to stay in the egg!

　You may have trouble understanding the first chapter of the new book, as it involves some causes and consequences. Dear readers, you can check out the author’s old book: One Man’s Transformation into Gods.

　　That book is considered as the prequel to the Chat Group of Huashen Zhutian.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)