Wang Yan transmigrated.
He transmigrated to a world where everyone could tame spirit beasts.
Here there was a fox spirit with both a fine figure and a pretty face, who liked to sneak a peek at her master's bath late at night;
a sweet, adorable dragon girl who would turn anyone bullying her master into an ice statue the moment she turned around;
a refined old gentleman in white, skilled at winning people over with virtue, who liked to teach people to read and write late at night, while disturbing the neighbors;
and a mother who longed for the child who had perished on a cold bed, yet after death stubbornly waited at the junction of the River of the Dead and the River of Rebirth, enduring three thousand years of the torment of "flesh growing from bone, and flesh turning to bone," all for the chance to see her son return in triumph...
(Welcome to Tianwu Continent, transmigrator. Choose the spirit beast you wish to make a pact with!)
