I've Led The Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Chapter 1

When Xu ZiYan woke up, all he could think about was how his head hurt like it was splitting.

It was as if someone had taken a chisel and knocked open his skull, before they poured a bunch of memories into it. Finally, when it seemed like those memories could no longer be poured down, a hammer was then used to ruthlessly hammer in the excess left over.

"Wu......" Xu ZiYan let out a moan of pain as he cradled his head and rolled around on the floor.

He had never before thought that he would be someone who was afraid of pain, but the kind of soul tearing pain happening right now was really quite frightful.

"Fuck!" Xu ZiYan rolled around for approximately a minute before that acute pain suddenly disappeared as if it was never there in the first place.

He weakly cursed a bit as he lay paralyzed on the ground, his body so soft it felt akin to cotton.

The memories that were just forcefully pumped into him began to do their proper duties. Scene after scene appeared as if he was watching a film, and like that he finished watching a man's whole life. If it wasn't for the fact that this man and him had the same appearance, he would have really just treated it as watching a movie.

Forcefully propping himself up so he could get up from the ground, the glare of the sunlight made him slightly squint. Lifting up a hand covered in the granules of crushed stones, although he already had a premonition, Xu ZiYan still couldn't help but blurt out a curse: "Fuck!"

The palm in front of him was very beautiful. Slender but powerful, a tiny bit of calluses could be seen from the tips of the fingers to the hollow of the palm. Thus, the owner of the hand ought to not be one of those pampered young masters.

Of course, it would have been even better if the palm didn't look as if it was the size of an eleven or twelve year old's. Then Xu ZiYan would have very happily acknowledged that he had just sleep-walked into this part of the forest, and so could very quickly return home.

"Damn......I was clearly just sleeping at home!" Xu ZiYan covered his face and slumped to the ground in defeat.

The sunlight that wiggled through in between his fingers only made him feel more irritated, and he suddenly aimed a fist at the ground: "Damn it!"

Making a 'thud' noise, the punch he had used to vent with had instead smashed out a gigantic pit in the ground.

Xu ZiYan was slightly dazed as he stared at that big pit, before he turned his gaze back to his fist and gulped with difficulty.

Although he knew that this was a cultivation world from the memories of the man who had the same appearance as him, however, the way a casual hit could create such a big hole, wasn't it still a bit excessive?

Forget it, he himself had already turned into a small child, so what else could not happen to him?

Letting out a sigh, he stood up with a lot of effort. Other than the memories in his head, he currently did not know where he was, and he also did not know how he had appeared here. But the most frightening thing was how he did not even know who he himself was.

Uh......alright, you couldn't say that he completely had no clue. Though he usually didn't read those xuanhuan1 fiction stories, that didn't stop a mother with nothing to do from discussing their plots. To transmigrate ah, to cultivate ah, these kind of things couldn't be considered as foreign to him.

Combined with those memories that had just sprouted in his head, there was a ninety percent chance that he had just transmigrated into the body of the man who had the same appearance as him.