Chapter 1: Framed

"Suspect Chen Yu, driving under the influence resulting in three deaths and one injury, the circumstances are egregious, sentenced to death in accordance with the law, to be executed immediately."

In the suburbs of Fengling City, at the Qili He Xingchang, several death row inmates stood in a row.

The Qili He Xingchang was an ancient battlefield a long time ago, and in modern times it is an execution ground, so even in the daytime, it is filled with a gloomy, chilling aura.

Chen Yu stood in the very middle of the several death row inmates with handcuffs on; the moment the guns were raised, his whole body was trembling.

"Chen Yu, don't worry, I will take good care of Li Qingwan and your unborn child." His good friend Zhou Lin said with a face full of grief.

"I didn't hit those people, I was framed." Chen Yu suddenly shouted with all his might; facing death, he used this to vent the fear in his heart.

But the evidence was conclusive, and no matter how he argued, it was of no use.

At the moment the gunshots rang out, Chen Yu suddenly felt his body grow light, and his consciousness floated out of his body.

Everything before his eyes turned into a black-and-white world.

In this instant, he suddenly heard the inner thoughts of everyone present: the discussions of the onlookers, the nervousness of the novice armed police officer carrying out the execution, and the cold, sinister laugh of Zhou Lin.

"Chen Yu, you are just a scapegoat. I hired someone to hit the victims. After getting you drunk that day, I put you in the driver's seat; it was done flawlessly."

"Heh heh, your Chen Group will be mine, and your wife Li Qingwan will also be mine. Go in peace."

"Zhou Lin, you bastard."

Chen Yu was incredibly shocked. He only remembered being dead drunk the night the incident happened and did not remember driving at all. So, all of this was Zhou Lin's conspiracy; it was he who had framed him.

He opened his hands, wanting to tear at Zhou Lin, but his hands danced wildly, yet he could not touch the other person because he was now just a translucent shadow.

Anger, resentment, unwillingness.

Suddenly, a powerful magnetic force arrived; an inexplicable power emanated from this ancient battlefield, imprisoning all the dead at the scene here, and Chen Yu also turned into a mass of black Qi.

Countless streams of black Qi swirled around the execution ground. These black Qi were formed by the dead who had fallen on the ancient battlefield over thousands of years. Originally, they were meant to leave this place, but the powerful magnetic field imprisoned them, making it impossible for them to leave.

Masses of black Qi collided, devoured each other, and merged.

A powerful stream of black Qi merged into Chen Yu's body, and suddenly some things were added to his consciousness: Medicine, Martial Dao, and Metaphysics.

This is the "Great Profound Sacred Pure Scripture," an all-encompassing method of cultivation, and now he had obtained this inheritance.

The black Qi that Chen Yu had turned into became powerful at this moment. He surged upward desperately, wanting to break free from this magnetic field. He could not stay here forever; he had to get out, he had to take revenge.

Unwillingness and grief gave Chen Yu powerful strength. Finally, he felt his body loosen and broke free from the magnetic field of the ancient battlefield. At the moment he broke free, his consciousness gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"Zhou Lin, I'll kill you!" On a bed, Chen Yu woke up with a start.

And he suddenly discovered that he was in a strange environment: a narrow, small room, dim lighting, and a strange body that had been hollowed out by alcohol.

"I am... Chen Yu?" Chen Yu felt as if his head were about to explode; the consciousness merged at the execution ground made him somewhat confused.

Gradually, his consciousness calmed down, and his original consciousness took the lead.

It turned out that a year had passed since he was executed by firing squad. After breaking free from the shackles of the ancient battlefield's magnetic field, his consciousness attached itself to a drunkard, and this place was also Fengling City.

This drunkard also happened to be named Chen Yu, nearly thirty years old and having achieved nothing. He had a family but wouldn't go to work, spent every day eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling with a group of bad friends, and would come back to beat his wife to vent his anger whenever he had nothing to do.

He had gotten dead drunk last night, and when he woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. His thoughts became chaotic.

A year had passed; was his family doing well? The child should have been born by now; could his wife withstand the pressure to keep the Chen Group? How should he take revenge? How could he find them and explain his identity?

Zhou Lin, you bastard, I must kill you.

Just as he didn't know what to do, the door opened and a woman walked in. Seeing Chen Yu, she revealed a look of fear.

"Chen Yu, you're awake."

The woman was none other than Ye Xinyu, the wife of this body Chen Yu inhabited. The pressure of life made her appear somewhat weathered.

But the contours of her face were quite good; if she dressed up a little, she would definitely be very beautiful.

It was just that there were several blue and purple bruises at the corners of her mouth, and her lower abdomen was slightly protruding; she should be three or four months pregnant.

"I..." Chen Yu didn't know how to explain his identity.

"There's no living expense left at home; we have trouble even eating, and the rent is two months overdue."

"I didn't borrow any money, and my salary won't be paid until the middle of the month. Please don't hit me, okay? The child in my belly won't be able to take it."

As Chen Yu moved, Ye Xinyu was so scared she retreated several steps, one hand protecting her belly, fearing that Chen Yu would suddenly lash out and hit her.

To her, domestic violence was already a daily occurrence; for the sake of the child in her womb, she could only endure it silently.

"What happened to your face?" After Chen Yu said this, he wished he could slap himself a few times. The injuries on her face were ones he had inflicted yesterday after drinking.

The owner of this body was truly a piece of human trash, but how could such a bastard have such a beautiful wife?

"I'll go cook some porridge for you to drink." Ye Xinyu lowered her head.

"No, no, your belly is big, it's not convenient." Chen Yu stood up hurriedly.

Ye Xinyu raised her head in surprise. In the three years they had been married, Chen Yu had never cared about her.

"I, I am not your husband, I will leave very soon." Chen Yu didn't know how to explain it.

Since Heaven had given him a chance to live again, he had to seize it well. He had to determine where this was, then go home, find a way to explain all this, and then clear his name.

"Are you leaving?" Ye Xinyu was startled, then pleaded in a low voice: "Can you wait until after the child is born before you leave?"

"Chen Yu, I don't ask you to take responsibility. You can hit me, scold me, gamble, or find other women; I won't care about any of it. I just ask that you be by my side when the child is born. I don't want the child to not even have a father when they are born."

Ye Xinyu's tears fell in large drops. She closed her eyes, waiting for Chen Yu's slap to strike.

"That... I'm sorry, please don't cry. Everything before was my fault. I'll change, okay?" Seeing her cry like this, Chen Yu was at a loss for a moment.

Such a good woman, who had married a hooligan and thug regardless of everything, yet this bastard actually didn't cherish her? Could there really be such a scumbag of a man in this world?

Ye Xinyu opened her eyes and stared blankly at Chen Yu. She had originally thought her words just now would invite a vicious beating, but it didn't happen. What was going on?

"I know it was my fault. I will change in the future, I will treat you well. I won't gamble anymore, and I won't drink anymore. I'll find a job to earn money to support the family, okay?"

These words from Chen Yu came from the bottom of his heart. This woman was truly too pitiful. Although he would leave soon, these words could at least make her feel a little better.

"Chen Yu, I don't ask you to change. I only ask you to let me give birth to the child safely, okay?" Ye Xinyu's face was ashen; she no longer held any hope for Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was stunned. A year had passed; his son from his previous life should be half a year old now. Being a parent, one's heart is always a bit soft. If he left, looking at this destitute home, could she hold on?

"Chen Yu, you damn bastard, stop hiding! I know you're definitely at home. When are you going to pay back the money you owe us?"

Suddenly, a coarse voice came from outside the door, accompanied by someone pounding on the door forcefully.

"Chen Yu, it's the loan sharks, hurry and climb out the window," Ye Xinyu said, a look of panic appearing on her face as she pushed Chen Yu toward the window with all her might.

"What will you do if I leave?" Chen Yu was somewhat dazed; the owner of this body had incurred debts, and the other party had come to collect.

"I am a pregnant woman, they won't do anything to me; Zhou Si said if you don't pay back the money, he will chop off your hands," Ye Xinyu said anxiously.

Chen Yu hesitated for a moment and walked toward the window, but then he slapped himself across the face; at a time like this, if he let a woman take the brunt of it, could he still be considered a man?

With a bang, the door was kicked open from the outside, and a bald man burst in with two burly men.

Seeing Chen Yu, the bald man said sinisterly, "Chen Yu, trying to climb out the window and run again? The money you owe me has already snowballed to one hundred thousand; when do you plan to pay it back?"

"Brother Si, we will pay it back, please give us a few more days," Ye Xinyu said, spreading her arms in terror to block Zhou Si.

"Get lost," Zhou Si shoved Ye Xinyu hard; he used too much force, and Ye Xinyu let out an "ouch" and fell to the side.

"Wife," Chen Yu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Xinyu up.

Ye Xinyu clutched her lower abdomen with one hand, her face pale, and large beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead; she was nearly four months pregnant, and she feared this shove had disturbed the fetus.

"Brother Si, please let him go, we will definitely pay the money back, I beg you," even now, she was still thinking of Chen Yu.

"Pay back? What is this idiot going to pay back with? He doesn't do an honest day's work; Ye Xinyu, I just can't figure it out, with a face as pretty as yours, why couldn't you find a better man instead of this piece of trash?"

"How about this, get rid of the child and come with me, I guarantee you'll live more comfortably than you do now," Zhou Si leaned down with malicious intent and reached out to pinch her chin.