Immortality Begins by Taking Care of Master’s Wife – Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A Commoner’s Wrath, Blood Spattered Five Steps

“Master!”

“Run!”

“Master, I’ll save you!”

“Get out! Remember to bring my mistress home…”

“Roar!”

……

“Ah!”

Zhou Chen awoke with a start, gasping for air, his heart pounding.

He had dreamt that he had secretly knocked on the door of Qin Keqing, the Chen Widow, in the middle of the night, but when the door opened, a fierce tiger with white forehead markings charged out.

The tiger’s bloody maw held an old man, blood dripping everywhere.

The old man struggled in pain, shouting at him to run.

He had cried out “Master,” heartbroken.

“What a mess!”

Thinking of the scene in his dream, Zhou Chen shook his head, unable to help but complain:

“As expected, dreams make no sense!”

He was an orphan, where did he get a master from?
He had plenty of teachers though, from both Japan and Korea.

“Huh?”

Zhou Chen’s pupils constricted. He suddenly realized he was in an unfamiliar room, with an old wooden house, wooden stools, a wooden table, an oil lamp…

“Where is this?”

As soon as the thought arose, a jumbled stream of memories forcefully inserted itself into his mind like a raging torrent, making him dizzy and giving him a splitting headache. It took him a long time to recover.

It turned out that he had transmigrated.

To be precise, he had been reborn and only now awakened his memories of his previous life.

This was a world of rampant demons and aloof immortals, a world of extraordinary power.

He had lived with Old Man Cao since he was a child, making a living by hunting.

Old Man Cao was a skilled archer and often brought back prey, so their life was relatively comfortable.

However, Old Man Cao, though over fifty, was still young at heart and had taken a fancy to Qin Hong Yu, the daughter of Old Man Qin in the village.

Qin Hong Yu was the same age as him, eighteen years old, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face. Countless men coveted her.

Old Man Qin was also greedy, demanding ten taels of silver as a bride price.

Old Man Cao, driven by lust, gritted his teeth and emptied his savings to barely scrape together enough, but their once comfortable life became strained.

Three days ago, in order to improve their living conditions and have more time to enjoy his bride after marriage, Old Man Cao took Zhou Chen deep into the mountains to hunt.

As a result, they ventured too deep and encountered a fierce tiger with white forehead markings.

The tiger bit Old Man Cao and devoured him.

Zhou Chen was lucky to escape with his life. After returning, he erected a symbolic tomb for Old Man Cao.

But he fainted from excessive grief and hunger.

He awakened with the memories of his previous life.

Growl!

His stomach rumbled loudly. Zhou Chen rubbed his empty stomach, got up, and looked for something to eat.

After searching the house, he only found two dry, hard cornbread and a jar of pickled wild vegetables, a sight that would make even a rat cry.

“Damn it!”

Zhou Chen couldn’t help but curse. Old Man Cao had spent all their savings to marry a wife. The funeral expenses for Old Man Cao had depleted their remaining food reserves as well, with the villagers taking advantage of the occasion to feast.

He realized that the villagers were not very friendly to him because he and Old Man Cao were not natives, but outsiders.

“Damn it!”

Zhou Chen cursed and grumbled, warmed up the cornbread, ate it with the pickled vegetables, and barely managed to fill his stomach.

“System?”

“Panel?”

“Old grandpa?”

Zhou Chen explored for a while, feeling disappointed. Who said all transmigrators had cheat codes?

He didn’t seem to have any.

Or maybe the time wasn’t right yet.

He had read many stories: some activated their cheats after becoming immortals, some after death, some after getting married…

“Forget it, let’s go hunting and fill my stomach first!”

Touching his stomach and seeing that it was still early, with the sun just rising, Zhou Chen skillfully put on his back basket, hung his firewood chopper on his waist, picked up his bow, arrows, and trident, and headed towards the back mountain.

With the merging of memories from two lives, he was not unfamiliar with this place, but he didn’t dare to venture into the depths of the mountains where Old Man Cao had been killed.

“Today was supposed to be the happy day of Master and Mistress’s wedding, but unfortunately, Master couldn’t enjoy it!” Zhou Chen sighed, shaking his head.

Although the memories of his previous life dominated, he was still grateful to Old Man Cao. After all, he was not a soul-snatching transmigrator.

“Master, rest in peace. I’ll go and bring Mistress home later. I’ll take care of her for you!”

Zhou Chen’s eyes were dark, his gaze firm.

He knew it was absolutely impossible to get that greedy and stingy drunkard, Old Man Qin, to return the ten taels of silver.

At least, he couldn’t do it now.

Besides, Old Man Qin probably couldn’t afford ten taels of silver now anyway.

But taking Qin Hong Yu home was possible.

This world was dangerous, and death was commonplace.

According to common practice, since Old Man Cao had died, Zhou Chen, as his only relative, could demand that Old Man Qin return the money or marry Qin Hong Yu to him.

This kind of thing was not uncommon.

His neighbor, Wang Da Niu, had also gone fishing before his wedding, but encountered misfortune and drowned in the river. Then his younger brother, Wang Er Niu, took his place and married the bride.

It wasn’t that Zhou Chen was motivated by lust, but this matter concerned his very foundation.

If he couldn’t get the money back from Old Man Qin or marry Qin Hong Yu, others would think he was weak and easy to bully.

If he couldn’t even protect his own legitimate interests, wouldn’t he be bullied to death in the future?
It’s better to strike first and avoid a hundred punches!

He had to use this incident to tell everyone that although Old Man Cao was dead, he, Zhou Chen, was not to be trifled with.

Old Man Cao had even told him to bring Qin Hong Yu back before he died, for this very reason.

About half an hour later.

Zhou Chen arrived at the back mountain, his mind alert. Although he had been here countless times and there was no great danger in the outer areas, he still had to be careful.

Often, poisonous insects and snakes were more dangerous than large beasts.

Da He Village was backed by the Chang Ling Mountains and faced the Qing River, with abundant resources. However, most people in Da He Village made a living by fishing.

There were not many hunters in the village, and Old Man Cao was the most famous.

Rustle!

The grass rustled, and a gray shadow flashed by.

“A hare!”

Zhou Chen had been hunting with Old Man Cao since he was a child. His eyes were sharp, and his movements were agile. He quickly circled around the nearby grass and spotted the fleeing gray hare.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow in one fluid motion. The arrow shot out the moment the hare leaped, piercing its hind leg as it reached the highest point of its jump!

“Good luck!”

Zhou Chen was overjoyed. Although he had missed his intended target, he had still hit it.

He quickly rushed over, picked up the struggling hare from the ground, tied its legs with a rope, put it in the bamboo basket on his back, and continued hunting.

However, his luck seemed to have run out. He didn’t encounter many prey afterwards, and he missed the only pheasant he saw.

“Forget it, let’s go back!”

Zhou Chen went down the mountain with the hare on his back.

He didn’t go deep into the mountains and quickly returned to the village.

Instead of going home, Zhou Chen went straight to Old Man Qin’s house.

Old Man Qin was a man in his forties. At this moment, he was lying on a bamboo chair in the courtyard, drinking wine, enjoying himself immensely.

Old Man Cao was dead, and Zhou Chen was just a young kid. Wasn’t he completely under his control?
Once the commotion died down in a few days, he would find a good family for Qin Hong Yu and sell her again. Maybe he could get another ten taels of silver!
How wonderful!
Knock, knock, knock!
Just then, the sound of knocking woke Old Man Qin from his pleasant daydream.

He looked up and saw that it was Zhou Chen. His face darkened. After a long while, he slowly got up and opened the door, speaking coldly:
“Xiao Chen, what’s the matter?”

“Uncle Qin, you know my master passed away three days ago and couldn’t marry Sister Hong Yu. My family is also struggling to make ends meet, so I came to Uncle Qin to ask for the return of the betrothal gifts to help us through this difficult time.”

Zhou Chen got straight to the point.

“Xiao Chen, Uncle Qin knows your family is having a hard time, but Uncle Qin’s family is also struggling. Where can I find any extra silver?”

Old Man Qin put on a troubled expression and said perfunctorily:
“Don’t worry, once Uncle Qin has money, I’ll send it to you immediately!”

Zhou Chen sneered. Once he had money? He would probably never see that day!

“Since Uncle Qin is in such a difficult situation, then according to the established custom, marry Sister Hong Yu to me!”

“Xiao Chen, I have to criticize you for this. Your master just died, and you’re already thinking about getting married. How can you face your master?”

“This was my master’s dying wish.”

Zhou Chen’s eyes turned cold. He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, “If I can’t fulfill his wish, that would be truly disrespectful to Master!”

“In that case, you go back first, and I’ll find an auspicious day to discuss the marriage with you!”

“Discuss my ass!”

Grabbing Old Man Qin by the collar, Zhou Chen flashed the blade in his hand. The firewood chopper was already pressed against Old Man Qin’s neck:
“Cut the crap, either give me the money or give me the woman today!”

“Otherwise, I’ll show you what a commoner’s wrath means, with blood spattered five steps!”