Chapter 1: Is My Doodle Alright?

Translator: Tim Editor: Tehrn/Carolin

“Ye Mo, Ye Mo, are you alright? Get up! Class is about to start. This is Merciless Ice’s class—hurry!” A concerned voice whispered near Ye Mo’s ear. He felt disoriented.

“This idiot’s probably too embarrassed to show his face,” another voice sneered. Ye Mo was fully awake now.

He looked around, confused. Unfamiliar faces surrounded him; he knew no one.

His bewildered expression sparked another round of laughter, clearly directed at him. He didn’t dare react, remaining vigilant against any potential attack.

Ye Mo glanced at the student beside him—the only one not laughing, the same person who had woken him.

“Where am I? Who are you? Why does this look like a classroom?” Ye Mo asked in astonishment.

Another burst of laughter erupted.

“Ye Mo, you’re dense! Do you think you can write Yan Yan a love letter? It was fine when you were still part of the Ye family, but not anymore. Be careful. Next class is English with Yun Bing[1]; don’t get caught by her,” his deskmate whispered urgently, low enough for only Ye Mo to hear. His anxiety was palpable.

“I… I can’t remember. I had a terrible headache; I’ve forgotten so much,” Ye Mo said helplessly.

His deskmate sighed, unconvinced. He assumed Ye Mo was simply trying to save face, still refusing to acknowledge his expulsion from the Ye family.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Ye Mo’s head. He remembered making an Energy Returning pill with his master, Luo Ying, when the Western Flow Group attacked. Explosions, battles… then his master carried him away using an escape charm. But how did he end up here? Was this still the Luo Yue Continent?

He was safe, but what about his master? Only three years older than him, she was targeted by the Western Flow Group’s young master, who desired her beauty and was rejected. This rejection sparked the conflict.

If his master was in the Western Flow Group’s hands… the consequences were unthinkable. Overwhelmed with worry, Ye Mo stood abruptly.

A cold-faced young woman, carrying several books, approached the podium. Her chilling gaze silenced the class’s laughter instantly. Everyone knew Yun Bing’s English class tolerated no disruptions. Her attention meant trouble.

Ye Mo felt something was wrong. He understood the words, but the language was different. Was this not the Luo Yue Continent? Another wave of headache brought a flood of memories.

He was a third-generation member of the Ye family. His father, Ye Wentian, had died two years prior; he had no memory of his mother. After his father’s death, a DNA test revealed he wasn't Ye Wentian’s biological son, leading to his expulsion.

He remembered his younger sister, Ye Ling, and brother, Ye Zifeng—both his father’s children, but not his mother’s. Three years earlier, anticipating his exile, his father arranged a marriage with the prestigious Ning family in Beijing.

The Ning family, delighted at the prospect of marrying into the top five families in China, readily agreed. Their granddaughter, Ning Qingxue, only 21 at the time, was the capital’s most beautiful woman.

Meanwhile, Ye Mo became the Ye family’s scandal: a medical examination revealed he was naturally impotent. Despite attempts at concealment, the news spread like wildfire, damaging the Ye family’s reputation considerably.

“Argh!” Ye Mo cried out, standing up in agony. He almost dropped his pants to check. He realized he might have been reborn into another Ye Mo, but the devastating truth was his impotence. He’d rather be dead.

“What’s your name?! And how dare you yell in my class?! See me after class!” The teacher, furious at the interruption, glared at him.

The students snickered, suppressing their laughter. This teacher was known for her frequent use of office referrals. Grades were at stake.

Ye Mo sat down dejectedly. While unsure of family intrigues, he suspected his impotence, not his lack of biological connection to his father, was the reason for his expulsion. The DNA test results’ validity was questionable.

He wasn't concerned about the Ye family. His priority was his impotence and Luo Ying’s wellbeing.

Then he understood the class’s laughter. The previous Ye Mo, despite being expelled, tried to woo the class’s most attractive girl, Yan Yan. He’d plastered his love letter on the board, only for Yan Yan to contemptuously ask, from the podium: “Young Master Ye, will you even be able to perform?”

The whole class erupted. The original Ye Mo probably died of humiliation. The thought of forcing a naturally impotent man into bed was insulting. Even though it wasn't him, Ye Mo felt his face burn.

He looked at Yan Yan, a curvy girl, but her behavior repulsed him. He couldn't understand the original Ye Mo’s pursuit. Then it hit him: while in the Ye family, everyone fawned over him, including Yan Yan. His impotence exposed, he’d sought a girlfriend only to be humiliated, leading to his collapse and Ye Mo’s reincarnation.

His new reality was harsh. He didn’t understand the beautiful teacher’s lecture. He reviewed his memories, his face grim. Besides his impotence, the scarcity of Heaven and Earth spirit Chi here was unacceptable. This wasn't a place for cultivation. Would he die on this “Earth”?

University was irrelevant. He needed to understand his predicament. His impotence had tarnished the Ye family’s reputation. Even expelled, was he safe? Something else might have occurred.

At the end of class, Ye Mo bolted, ignoring the teacher’s summons. He needed to check if his impotence was real.

Fortunately, Ning Hai University had many alleys. Ye Mo found a deserted one and dropped his pants.

His “doodle” was indeed small, but he wasn’t disappointed. He sighed in relief. It wasn’t natural impotence; a blocked meridian caused a false impression. As a medical master on Luo Yue Continent, he knew instantly.

Unfortunately, Earth’s technology couldn't unblock the meridian, but it wouldn't be hard for him. Reaching the third stage of Chi Gathering would open it automatically.

But disappointment returned. The spirit Chi scarcity made reaching that stage a daunting, perhaps impossible, task. His impotence might be permanent. Sighing, he started to pull up his pants, when a scream pierced the air.

“Scumbag!!” A high-pitched female voice rang out. Focused on his examination, Ye Mo hadn’t checked his surroundings. The alley unexpectedly continued further.

He wasn't a nudist, and had little to show. He quickly pulled up his pants and prepared to flee.

“Ye Mo? Is that you?” The woman, using a surprised tone, clearly knew him.

[1] Yun Bing means “ice cloud”.