1 Prologue

Earth, 2069

Inside the spacious room of a luxurious mansion in the heart of Los Angeles, CA sat a man in his late 80s with a head full of white hair surrounded by technology that many would never imagine to have existed in near future. He was sitting in front of a huge screen reading with a grim expression on his face that was so scary that it might scare many kids back to their mother's womb.

All of a sudden he sat up and angrily started shouting "DAMN YOU SHEN WUSHUANG, WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING SO STUPID, ALL THOSE DISCOVERIES IN THE PAST AND YOU STILL COULDN'T PREDICT THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS GOING TO BETRAY YOU?!! YOU GODDAMN BUFFOON #@&@! @&#!!"

All of this might make you wonder exactly what would make an old man in his 80s so angry and restless that he would start shouting and throwing stuff around, well the answer is very obvious, the protagonist of his favorite novel doing something stupid and--- Huh? What? You're telling me that's not what would make a man necessarily angry? Naaaaah, it would.

This white haired old man draped in golden-black robes was Seth Augustus, a name that was known by many because this man was a well-known Inventor and Entrepreneur, a prodigy as a kid, Valedictorian in college and a rich, successful man who contributed a lot the current army of States to point that he became a Billionaire through war. But regardless of how much he used war and death as a way to earn money no one would deny that the man was a genius not only in his field but also outside it since he was cunning enough to embezzle money, dodge taxes and even invest his war yet roam free with his head held high in the society.

He was successful to the point that it made people wonder just exactly what the man did when he was not ehmm ehmm, "earning money", well he read novels, novels of cultivation and fantasy to be exact. He had always loved novels ever since he was a teenager and would always read them whenever he was not working.

"Grandpa you were reading novels again and forgot to take your medicine and now you're shouting so loudly, your condition will worsen again. " The door to Seth's room was flung open as a 10 year old boy wearing a jet black designer suit barged in with a glass of water and few prescription pills in hand.

"Aaah you don't understand Greg, grandpa loves these no---" Seth wanted to explain and continue while he had a bitter expression on his face but was interrupted by his grandson Greg. "Yes yes gramps we all know that instead of ice in your veins you had novels in your veins back in your teenage days and that you love your novels very much but you still have to take your medicines on time. Here I bought them for you since you won't go and get it. Honestly I would love to see the expression people make when they find out you're so much into novels. " Said Greg smilingly while handing the glass of water and medicine to Seth.

"Hmph, who cares what others think and what expression they will make, my love for novels will never lessen. " Said Seth while snorting as he took the medicine and glass of water from his grandson's hands and proceeded to eat it.

"Yeah yeah whatever gramps, I also don't care, but still you have take care of your own health and yes don't stay up late reading, all of us will be out for a gala" Greg kindly reminded.

"Sure sure just go kiddo" Said Seth grumpily but still agreed while handing the glass of water back to Greg.

'If only I was a cultivator too then I wouldn't have to worry about sleep and health and whatever and its crazy how my hands are trembling and I see two of my grandson, well maybe I really am exhausted. ' thought Seth, amused in his heart.

"Yeah I'm going, we will be back by midnight so tak--" Greg wanted to continue but was interrupted as he saw his own grandfather falling to the ground and fainting.

"Grandpa" shouted Greg and hurried to help him up only to see he had fainted. "Mom, Dad, where are you, hurry up, grandpa fainted and fell down, MOM, DAD!!! " shouted Greg at the top of his lungs while he tried his best to lift his already passed out grandfather up.

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'Ugh, am I passing out again, maaaan this sucks, I'll worry everyone again an--- wait what if I'm dying, YES, YES, this is it, if I'm really dying then I should take this opportunity to pray to every god that is out to let me reincarnate or transmigrate to a world of cultivation.' thought Seth to himself excitedly as he thought he was passing out.

'Oh I just hope I don't become one of those generic weak, poor, bullied teenage cultivator saving a damsel in distress and always hot blooded and has a grandpa soul in a ring. That would suck big time.' thought Seth as last of his consciousness slipped into oblivion.

And these were the last thoughts of Seth who still had no idea what was waiting for him as he passed away on that fateful night.