"Yang Xiaoming, Yang Xiaoming..." A familiar voice shouted eagerly. Yang Xiaoming woke up slowly and found himself lying on the bed in a strange room. The room was dimly lit, with antique wooden tables and chairs, and slightly old curtains hung on the bed. A copper incense burner is rising with curls of green smoke, exuding a quiet fragrance.
Later, after some inquiries and observations, he was shocked to learn that he had actually traveled through time, and what was even more outrageous was that he had traveled through time into the body of a person with the same name and surname as him. This Yang Xiaoming is known as a loser in the world of immortal cultivation. He was born unable to cultivate and was despised and bullied by everyone.
Yang Xiaoming couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was already unlucky enough in the modern world, but he didn't expect that after traveling to this world of immortality, he would still be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing. Thinking of all the misfortunes he had suffered in the modern world and looking at his current situation, his heart was filled with despair: Was he destined to spend his life in frustration?
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