The ink-black clouds squeezed the sky, obscuring the blood-red scene that was just moments ago. The clouds were so heavy it was as if they were about to drop onto the ground, and a wave of suppressed atmosphere slowly pervaded the space between heaven and earth.

Beneath the rolling dark clouds, the faint outline of a massive ancient city could be discerned.

The silence between heaven and earth was horrifyingly quiet, with not a sound to be heard. It was eerily still, akin to the silence of the dead.

"Reporting to King Qin, the leaders of the rebellious slaves have all been beheaded in public, and all participants have been severely punished, and are now imprisoned in great jail!" Inside a room within the city, a soldier dressed in armor was kneeling on the ground, reporting with his head bowed low.

A tall figure in black stood with his back to the soldier, his clothes adorned with a pattern of flood dragons.

Despite merely standing, he exuded such an overpowering aura.

"Merely lowly servants, daring to resist me. They know not what death means. From now on, I will see who else dares to overstep!" A hint of ruthlessness played across the face of the man in black. He waved his hand, dismissing the soldier.

After a short while, the sound of thunder rumbled in the sky above the city, almost deafening. Lightning bolts sliced through the sky interweaving with one another, transforming into hundreds of thunder dragons hovering above the city, as if they were ready to level the entire city to the ground!

The thunder dragons lasted for half an hour before dissipating, and were soon followed by torrential raindrops. The entire heaven and earth, in this instant, seemed to be veiled under a watery curtain.

......

"Lin Yue, wake up! Wake up!" In a room emitting all sorts of unpleasant mixed smells, a shabbily dressed boy was shaking an unconscious companion.

Lin Yue slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly at his surroundings, then looked down at himself, startled for a moment.

"What the heck! Where am I?! Ouch!" Lin Yue yelped, attempting to jump up, but the intense pain caused him to almost pass out.

"Did you get beaten too hard, young boss?" The boy at his side was given a huge shock by Lin Yue. A hint of sympathy and sadness welled up in his eyes.

On the other hand, Lin Yue disregarded the boy's reaction. His mind was in complete chaos, but the severity of his bodily pains finally calmed him down.

"Where on earth am I?"

At this moment, many memories that did not belong to Lin Yue flooded into his mind, causing him to feel a bit dazed. He took a bewildered look around: there were impenetrable stone walls on three sides, and in front of him was a row of iron railings. This was clearly an ancient prison!

The prison was filled with people who had all sustained injuries and were groaning in pain.

Next to Lin Yue was a boy with a broad skeleton, but due to extreme malnutrition, he was all skin and bones. He was looking at Lin Yue with concern.

Lin Yue slowly closed his eyes, thinking about what had happened based on the flood of memories.

In his previous life, Lin Yue was a student from Hua Xia University. After graduating, he worked in a company for five years. Although he worked very hard, he was never recognized.

What's more tragic was his girlfriend, whom he had been with for several years, ended up leaving him.

Feeling depressed, Lin Yue could only drown his sorrows in alcohol.

On his way home, he saw a street vendor selling antiques. Even though he wasn't interested in antiques, he found himself drawn to it.

Lin Yue was well aware that these street vendors mainly sold fakes, which weren't worth much money.

He casually picked up an antique pagoda, lost his grip after a moment, and it shattered when it hit the ground.

At this point, Lin Yue was drunk and soon after lost consciousness.

"It seems that I have jumped through time. The heavens really have a way of toughening me up, even making me jump into this body," Lin Yue said with a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

"This time jump is really shabby," Lin Yue said helplessly as he looked at his tattered clothes full of holes and his frail body.

In his previous life, Lin Yue loved reading novels where the main character would either jump through time to become the child of a prince or a noble, or to become a talented disciple of a major cultivation sect, or even a handsome lady-killer.

Looking at himself, dressed like a servant, the gap between people is just so vast indeed!

"This is just... ah, this is just... screw it, I really am a servant!" Lin Yue had now taken a good look at the memories of this body.

From the memories of this body, Lin Yue had a basic understanding of its status.

Quite fittingly, the original owner of this body was also named Lin Yue, who was fifteen years old.

The place where Lin Yue was located was known as Qin Family Imperial City, situated in the Bullfight Realm of Tianyuan Continent.

Qin Family Imperial City's power was immense, its scale large. Just the servants responsible for odd jobs in the city numbered in the hundreds, and Lin Yue was one of them.

Qin Family recruited a large number of servants to do odd jobs. Over time, they began to use them as slaves.

Not only was the work getting more and more, the wages were getting less and less, which led to a large protest incident by the servants.

Lin Yue's parents passed away due to overwork when he was ten years old. Since then, he had been serving as a servant in the Qin Family Imperial City along with his older brother, Lin Tian. Both of them participated in this event.

Qin Family, acting aggressively and unreasonably, directly sent out city guards to suppress the protest, beheading the leaders and displaying them to the public, the rest of the people were also brutally beaten.

Lin Yue could not escape the same fate, receiving several hard lashes. This, coupled with his originally weak physique, caused his spirit to disperse. And by chance, Lin Yue's spirit crossed into his body.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lin Yue saw the boy next to him, who was his older brother in this life, Lin Tian.

Lin Yue's Adam's apple bobbed a couple of times, but in the end he did not call out the word 'Big brother'.

Seeing Lin Yue open his eyes again, Lin Tian did not say anything, but his eyebrows slightly relaxed.

"You're awake, that's good, Yue'er," an emaciated elder looked at Lin Yue, tears streaming down his face, "Qin Family has no humanity, they actually brutally murdered Brother Liu and beat you children up like this."

Lin Yue knew that the old man before him was named Zhou DaGou. He was generally kind to him and Lin Tian in normal days, sometimes taking both brothers to his house for a full meal.

"Hush!" A skinny young man whispered, "Old Zhou, keep your voice low. If the guards outside heard us, we're bound to get a beating."

"If it weren't for my dear little Xi'er back at home, I would rather get beaten to death and be freed earlier. When will these dreadful days come to an end?" Zhou DaGou wiped away his tears.

The prison cell was crowded with thirty to forty people, all of them pale and skinny, devoid of vitality.

The other rooms were also full of people, most of whom were arrested because of the recent protest.

As Zhou DaGou's words dropped, an echo of sighs resonated in the room, filling the entire prison with an air of despair.

Lin Yue silently tightened his fists. This world was even more brutal, ruthless, and cold-blooded than his past life!

The strong are revered, the weak are treated with disdain, with no reason or principle to speak of.

Suddenly, a flurry of footsteps sounded, and everyone became tense.