The Desolate Emperor

Inside a luxurious house.

"Ah... my head hurts." Qin Bufan's whole body convulsed. It felt as if someone were trying to tear his head apart with both hands.

"Where am I?"

Looking up at the unfamiliar surroundings, Qin Bufan shook his head in confusion.

Suddenly, countless memories that weren't his own surged up from deep within his mind.

As he slowly digested these memories, Qin Bufan came to understand this world.

This Qin Bufan should have died, but by an astonishing coincidence, another man named Qin Bufan from a place called the Huaxia Continent had died unexpectedly, and his soul had transmigrated into this Qin Bufan's body.

"Having survived a great disaster, good fortune must follow. Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it."

"What happened? I finished practicing swordsmanship and came back to rest. I had just sat down when everything went black and I fell over."

"Someone secretly poisoned me. Who could it have been?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.