Chapter 1: Reincarnated in America
(All characters in this book are adults and are fictional.)
Evening.
Derry Town, Maine, America.
Xue Landi looked at his weak reflection in the mirror and reaffirmed his resolve.
“The power of mortals is still too weak. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are unavoidable. Now that I have a chance to start over, I will never live a peaceful life this time!”
Xue Landi leaned closer to the mirror, carefully examining the lingering wounds on his face.
These were the after-effects of his reincarnation, when his body was too weak to forcibly bear his soul.
Xue Landi’s gaze immediately became resolute.
“I, Boai Tianzun, will spread my teachings in America this time!!!”
In his previous life, Xue Landi learned an unorthodox method and snuck into South Korea to establish a religion, accumulating over ten thousand followers. Even the then-young Park was his believer.
He did it solely to collect the power of faith and cultivate to become a Saint.
Unfortunately, his disciples were a mixed bunch; most of them were only interested in the free kimchi and watermelon offered by the sect, and their faith was impure, leading to his failed ascension.
It also made Xue Landi understand a principle: it’s about quality, not quantity, when it comes to disciples.
One or two core disciples could contribute enough power of faith to outweigh hundreds or thousands of ordinary people.
So, this time, he needed to change his approach and go for the elite route!
Xue Landi arrived in this world a week ago.
At that time, he was just a wisp of a soul.
In his confusion, he heard someone repeatedly saying, “Landi, Landi.”
He thought they were calling him, so he immediately responded.
It turned out to be a young man who looked remarkably similar to him, talking to himself in the mirror, seemingly despairing. The words he had just been muttering were meant to encourage himself.
This was simply a waste of life.
Xue Landi had been benevolent in his previous life, so he naturally decided to fulfill the young man’s wish, leaving him a complete corpse.
He also borrowed his identity and took his memories.
It turned out this young man was also named Xue Landi, and he was a “college student” who was already over 18 years old. His parents had died in a car accident two weeks prior, and he had also suffered bullying at school, leading to a pessimistic outlook on his future life.
Xue Landi merely smiled at this, without offering much comment.
“America is such a great place. The air is filled with freedom, and there’s such a large population, which will be even more beneficial for my development…”
However, Xue Landi soon discovered that this world seemed different from his previous one.
Although it was the same year, the same world structure, and the same level of technology, Xue Landi found no information about his previous life, and even the famous people from his original world had completely changed.
So, this was a similar yet different parallel world?
But Xue Landi wasn’t flustered, because his secret techniques still worked in this world, and the abundance of 'Qi' in this world far surpassed that of his former one.
This was both good and bad.
The good thing was that his potential could be greatly increased, and the goal of eternal life could be achieved faster.
The bad thing was that with such abundant Qi, this world might very well have other transcendent beings, and perhaps various evil spirits and monsters.
Therefore, he still needed to act discreetly, especially since his current body was exceptionally weak.
Xue Landi spread his palms; faint lightning flickered in one palm, while a ball of clear water gathered in the other. But they couldn't last long, and these anomalies quickly dissipated again.
“Too weak, too weak.”
Xue Landi was not satisfied with his current self.
Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder.
This body only had a slight compatibility with thunder and water; he probably couldn’t even unleash a decent move, which was very detrimental to his development.
Of course, Xue Landi had already found a solution to this.
That was to learn from the Great God of the Three Altars and reshape his golden body with lotuses.
“The Lotus True Body possesses extreme compatibility with wood and water, as well as super strong vitality. It can even awaken elemental spirit roots of other attributes through other methods.”
“Calculating the time, it’s been five or six days since I bought the lotus seeds. They should be delivered today, right?”
Xue Landi was annoyed just thinking about it.
“America’s efficiency is just slow.”
No sooner had his complaint fallen than Xue Landi heard the sound of a car engine shutting off outside his house.
Then, a knock on the door.
“Hello, you have a package.”
“Just leave it at the door.”
Xue Landi didn't move. Only after hearing the car engine start again did he slowly open the door.
A cardboard box was casually left at the doorstep.
These were the lotus seeds he had bought from Washington State.
Inside the unwrapped package were black seeds wrapped in paper.
Although they were just ordinary seeds, through his divine abilities, they could undergo groundbreaking changes.
It was worth taking such a long leave of absence from school.
“Finally, the plan can begin, hehehe…”
The smile that had just appeared on Xue Landi’s face immediately vanished.
Because a timid girl was pushing a bicycle past his house.
The girl’s blond hair looked messy, covering half of her face, making it difficult to see her features. She was also dressed shabbily, her clothes faded from washing, and the edges were frayed from friction.
Seemingly sensing Xue Landi’s gaze, she nervously stole a glance, then immediately lowered her head.
Like a thief, she timidly pushed her bicycle and hurried past.
Xue Landi did not greet her.
He had some impression of this girl.
Carrie.
This was Carrie White, the daughter of his next-door neighbor, Margaret White, and she was also a classmate of Xue Landi.
However, the original owner had never spoken to Carrie, his neighbor and classmate.
Because Carrie was severely socially anxious, her speech was always disjointed, making it difficult for her to speak clearly in one breath.
The original owner himself was also a minority, and he had been bullied a lot at school, his self-confidence long eroded, so he would never actively strike up a conversation with the opposite sex.
Furthermore, Carrie had a very strict mother, Margaret. That woman was the most famous seamstress in town, but she had a strange personality, never associating with other families, and she had given birth to Carrie out of wedlock…
There were many bad rumors about their family.
Watching Carrie walk by cautiously, Xue Landi observed her closely, always feeling that there was something unusual about this girl.
Suffering from his current mortal eyes, Xue Landi found it difficult to determine the exact situation.
But he could be sure that this Carrie was not simple.
Xue Landi did not initiate a conversation, re-entered the house, and gently closed the door.
Soon, lights came on at the White’s house next door, and faint shouts could be heard.
That voice belonged to Carrie’s mother, Margaret.
“Damn it, why are you home so late!”
Xue Landi raised his hand to check the time.
It was just past seven o’clock; many families hadn’t even had dinner yet.
This place was on the very outskirts of the town, with only two households, so Margaret’s accusations were particularly harsh in the silent night.
“Still daring to talk back!”
Xue Landi also heard the crisp sound of a slap, which piqued his interest, and he opened the window a crack.
This made Margaret’s scolding even clearer.
“From now on, come straight home after school. If you’re not home before dark, it’ll be like today, don’t expect to eat dinner…”
(Do not view this book from the perspective of a cultivation-leveling novel; it’s not the same genre. In American horror, firearms are a T0 weapon. This book has no divisions like ‘Qi Refining Stage’; the protagonist’s improvement is gradual, not an instant ascension.
I’m adding this paragraph because I saw many readers’ comments. After all, this is somewhat a fanfiction…
Also, I like to add some memes, black humor, gallows humor, etc., in the book. If you want to read a serious dark novel, alas, what can I use to keep you? The Human Emperor Banner?)
(Brothers, please understand, this platform has too many restrictions; I can’t write anything. My development of a cult was even changed to a cultivation main plot.)