Chapter 3: Sunflower Manual

Terrified, Meng Su began to search everywhere. First, he searched for that strange old man; Meng Su wanted to fight the old man to the death. But the old man seemed to have evaporated, disappearing without a trace.

Unable to find the old man, Meng Su sat up straight. He suddenly discovered a book by his side. Meng Su picked it up and saw it written on the cover: "Sunflower Manual".

"Damn you."

Meng Su couldn't help but curse.

He had long heard of the "Sunflower Manual"; this was forcing him to become a neither-man-nor-woman freak. Ren Woxing's revenge was truly ruthless.

The world Meng Su lived in was called the Li Realm. The Li Realm was divided into two major parts. One part was the world Meng Su was currently in, a world with a high degree of civilization that had long entered the modern era. Practicing martial arts or Dao was no longer popular. The other part was in the west of the Li Realm, a wilderness. Various capable people and strange individuals emerged one after another, but Meng Su didn't understand that world because very few people had ever been to the wilderness.

In his anger, Meng Su grabbed the Sunflower Manual by his side and tore the manual into pieces with force.

What happened next made Meng Su almost think he had returned to his dream.

The paper scraps of the manual floated in the air, and slowly the paper itself disappeared, leaving only the characters dancing in the air.

Meng Su closed his eyes and shook his head violently, then opened his eyes quickly. He hadn't seen wrong; the characters were indeed floating in the air. This kind of inconceivable thing was hard to explain with science. Meng Su was a child raised with modern education. Of course, he didn't believe in anything supernatural. He closed his eyes again and shook his head violently. When he opened his eyes again, the characters in the air had disappeared.

Meng Su sighed: "Did I dream up a hallucination? This is truly seeing a ghost."

The next thing made Meng Su almost jump up.

A large passage of the Sunflower Manual's cultivation method suddenly appeared in his mind.

The first sentence was exactly that familiar, horrifying phrase: "To practice the divine art, one must first castrate oneself."

"Damn it."

Meng Su couldn't understand what was happening. Next, a voice appeared in his mind: "Heaven and Earth first opened, Chaos created all things, things are divided into Five Elements, people are divided into Yin and Yang, suppress Yang to nourish Yin, use Yin to nourish Thought, use Thought to control things. This is Thought Condensation... Condense Thought into Spirit, Spirit Qi enters the Qi Sea, travels through the Ren and Du meridians. Gather Thought into a Pill, this is the Thought Pill..."

Next were all obscure methods of circulating Qi and practicing, and the last sentence: "... Thought Power as a Pill, reshape Yin and Yang..."

Meng Su was already so angry that he couldn't listen anymore. He roared at the sky: "Heaven... what sin have I committed? Why treat me like this? Ren Woxing, I am irreconcilable with you, I will fight you to the death!"

The furious Meng Su tossed and turned for several days and nights before finally calming down.

"A conspiracy, it's definitely a conspiracy. Revenge, this is revenge that disregards the law of the land. No, I must find a way to get out."

Meng Su muttered to himself.

Meng Su, who hadn't slept for several days and nights, finally entered dreamland again.

In the dream, that strange old man appeared again. Meng Su rushed up regardless of everything to bite and kick, but the old man seemed to have no physical form; Meng Su's fists, feet, and teeth all fell into empty space.

The old man said four words to Meng Su: "Heaven-Chosen One."

"Chosen your sister. Why me?"

The old man didn't answer and slowly disappeared. Meng Su fell into a deep sleep.

After waking up, Meng Su found several bowls of food in the cell.

Meng Su was furious, threw the stainless steel rice bowl hard into the corridor outside, and then smashed his fist hard against the arm-thick iron bars in front of him.

The sound of Meng Su's tossing in the quiet prison was particularly loud, finally attracting the prison guard.

Prison guard: "What are you shouting about? You're about to be sent to the farm, yet you're still so troublesome. Reform well and strive for an early release."

Meng Su: "What crime did I commit that you treat me like this? Why did you release the old man who was locked up with me? Why? I want to report you for abuse of power!"

Prison guard: "What old man? What nonsense are you talking about? This is an independent prison; it's always been just you. Also, you committed robbery on the road, the evidence is conclusive, one year of labor reform. What are you shouting about? You can appeal if you want. Whatever you like, if you make trouble again, I'll put you in solitary confinement."

Meng Su: "..."

Meng Su returned to the cell and couldn't help but touch his crotch. A pain of losing a beloved object welled up from his heart, and Meng Su covered his face and cried.

The miserable Meng Su thought about his future life. If a man loses that thing, how can he live? What's the point of living?

Heartbroken, Meng Su untied his belt, tied a knot on the iron bar of the prison, and put his head through it.

Soon, Meng Su's face turned red, his eyes bulged, and his tongue stuck out of his mouth.

As he was dying, Meng Su suddenly found that strange old man standing in front of him.

The old man looked at the dying Meng Su and said: "Heaven-Chosen One, your life is determined by me, not by Heaven."

"Determined by your sister! Can you, an old turtle, control other people's life and death? If you have the guts, go to the King of Hell to choose!"

Meng Su accelerated the process of his suicide.

Soon, Meng Su's consciousness blurred, and he stopped breathing.

A ray of bright sunlight shone on Meng Su's face, and Meng Su opened his eyes slowly. Meng Su found himself standing on a mountain peak that looked like a fairyland. The mountain peak was sunny, and cranes were dancing in the air. In the distance, a waterfall flowed from the void, stirring up scattered water splashes and mist.

"Is this hell? Transmigration? Or some other ghost?"

Standing on the mountain peak, Meng Su found himself in white clothes, holding a bright long sword in his hand. Around him, a dozen people in the same attire were also holding long swords, slowly practicing sword moves.

Meng Su shook his head hard. What he cared about most was whether he had recovered his male body. Meng Su reached out and touched his crotch, and the renewed despair made Meng Su collapse.

"No, it must be that the method of dying was wrong. Let's try again."

The bewildered Meng Su aroused the suspicion of the sword-wielding cultivators around him.

"Yichen, why are you standing there in a daze? Do you think you're great because you beat Yiqing, so you don't need to practice sword anymore? You're still far from it!"

Meng Su looked at the person who looked like a senior brother and asked: "Excuse me, where... is this?"

"Are you crazy? You've been at the Sword Sect for over ten years, don't you know where you are? Did you steal wine again?"

"Which world are we in?"

"The Immortal Realm, of course! Don't tell me you've even forgotten your birthplace? If you play dumb again, I'll tell the Master. Don't think that just because the Master dotes on you, you can do whatever you want."

Meng Su turned his head and looked at the fairy-like senior brothers around him. A sense of inferiority and psychological gap strongly stimulated his heart.

The desperate Meng Su looked at the beautiful scenery around him; none of the landscapes matched his mood.

The world is so beautiful, yet I am so... pathetic. This life, I'd rather not have it.

Meng Su picked up the long sword in his hand and slashed it across his own neck. A stream of fresh blood blurred Meng Su's eyes. Meng Su committed suicide.

The senior brothers on the side were shocked: "Junior Brother Yichen, what's wrong with you? Are you possessed? Are you bewitched? Has the Demon Race invaded?"

The voice gradually blurred in Meng Su's ear, moved away, and disappeared. ===== CHAPTER 4 =====