I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Fan Zhiyi jumped off the bed, his feet landing on the floor. The first thing he did upon opening his eyes was to curse the system, unleashing a torrent of profanities.

The main system was reluctant at first, but the results after implementation were exceptionally good. It even praised him and said it would give him a small gift and fulfill its promise to grant Fan Zhiyi a wish. But forget it, he just wanted to go back to Bing Nandong and live a good life.

I was incredibly bored in that virtual system world, but I did see many transmigrators, wearing all sorts of clothes and looking all sorts of different things.

But ultimately it has nothing to do with him.

Fan Zhiyi is back again!

Bing Nandong, we must go find Bing Nandong right away!

So, what is his identity this time?

"Young master, young master, you're awake!" a young man cried out, kneeling beside his bed. "Madam, Master, the young master has woken up!"

“My son, my son, it’s all your bad friends’ fault! They didn’t understand your poor health and insisted on making you go boating on the lake in the winter, causing you to fall into the lake! The doctors said you were dead, which scared your mother to death!” a woman said.

"Father, Mother, I heard that Brother has woken up!" A girl with her hair in two buns, wearing a fluffy yellow robe, ran over and looked at him with her bright, watery eyes.

Fan Zhiyi, a severe case of social anxiety, wrapped himself tightly in the blanket and shrank into a corner, revealing an awkward but polite smile.

The girl frowned and poked his head with her fingertip: "Brother, are you stupid?"

Fan Zhiyi stared at her for a while, then burst into joy: "Little Fish!"

"Little fish? Where are the fish?" A-Yu hurriedly grabbed her mother's hand. "Oh no, oh no, my brother's brain's gone mad!"

Fan Zhiyi's mind went blank. Had he transmigrated into the wrong book?

"Wait, do you know Bing Nandong?"

"Why are you calling the former sect leader of Tianyun Sect by his name? Immortal Venerable Bing and Immortal Venerable Zhuang led the cultivators to resist the Ghost Gate Rebellion more than 20 years ago, which brought peace to the cultivation world today. Your father went with them back then."

Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness."

Oh no! How come twenty years have passed this time?!

Fan Zhiyi immediately threw off the covers, got out of bed, and put on his shoes. The middle-aged man glared at him sternly: "Why aren't you resting? What are you up to? I told you to stay home and cultivate properly, but you wouldn't listen. You're really going to drive me crazy!"

"Mom and Dad, oh no, Father and Mother, I really have something very, very important to do. I'll explain later. If I don't go, I'll really die!" Fan Zhiyi quickly tore off his clothes and put them on. Seeing the sword on the shelf, he grabbed it and ran off in a flash.

Damn, where is Bing Nandong? How is he supposed to find him?

Red rope, yes, red rope! But the red rope is tied to that body. Never mind, let's try it first.

He chanted the incantation, and it actually happened! It turned out that the red rope was binding his soul. What a clever Bing Nandong!

Fan Zhiyi tugged at the red string, then flew away on his sword, summoning a water mirror along the way. Good, good, this time he's actually using his own face from the real world.

Fan Zhiyi landed at the spot where he had slashed himself with a dagger. Above him was the Gate of Hell, and not far away was a mansion. Fan Zhiyi roared, "Bai Bai, I'm back!"

"Congratulations, host, your wish has been fulfilled."

Fan Zhiyi smiled and followed the red rope toward the house.

Someone was standing at the door, as if they had been waiting for a long time. Fan Zhiyi's smile widened, and he ran faster and faster before rushing forward and being caught steadily: "Bing Nandong, I'm back. I didn't lie to you, did I!"

Fan Zhiyi winced in pain as his waist was pinched. The moment his feet touched the ground, Bing Nandong's kisses rained down on him. Their noses touched, and their breaths mingled together.

Fan Zhiyi bent over as the kiss came, patted Bing Nandong, and said indistinctly, "I can't take it anymore, I've reached my limit."

Bing Nandong released him, and the two of them were panting. Bing Nandong's pupils were still fixed on him. Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh, which made Bing Nandong extremely angry, and he pinched his face hard.

Fan Zhiyi cried out, "Ouch, ouch, ouch! You treat me like this the moment we meet!"

Bing Nandong let go of his hand, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead against Fan Zhiyi's. Fan Zhiyi hugged him and said, "Silly boy."

“You’re clearly the biggest fool in the world.” Bing Nandong hugged him tightly, their bodies pressed together. “I’m going to chain you up, and use magic arrays and talismans to trap your soul, so you can never leave me.”

"Okay." Fan Zhiyi winked at him and added, "Okay, but now that I have parents and a sister, you need to explain things to them properly so they don't worry. Nan Dong, I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so late this time."

"..."

"Nandong."

"..."

"Bing Nandong!" Fan Zhiyi called him, but Bing Nandong ignored him. Fan Zhiyi then kissed him on the cheek. "I was wrong, can't you forgive me this once?"

At this point, Bing Nandong couldn't help but get angry: "You've done this more than once!"

"I was wrong, Xiao Fan. You've reflected deeply on your mistake and realized it in time. Xiao Dong, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Humph."

Fan Zhiyi liked his style and planted a kiss on his forehead: "Nan Dong, I love you, I love you so much."

"……Me too."

Fan Zhiyi widened his eyes slightly, feigning surprise: "I thought you wouldn't react to that either."

Bing Nandong gave him a resentful look. Fan Zhiyi knew he had ruined the atmosphere, so he made a shushing gesture: "Can we go inside and sit down? My back is getting tired from being hugged like this."

"...knowing the easy."

"Ah."

"Fan Zhiyi".

"uh-huh."

"I want to kiss you again."

Fan Zhiyi: "..." This person is really... speaking so bluntly in broad daylight, and didn't even report it when they were kissing.

Fan Zhiyi immediately cupped Bing Nandong's face and gave him a quick kiss: "Okay, kiss me as much as you want, is that enough?"

"That's not enough, I want to ask for something else."