In the glorious lands of Tiantang Empire, one name alone made even the heavens cough nervously: Li Tianxun, the Sky Piecer, leader of the undefeated Sky Piercer Clan, and the strongest man in the empire.

He wasn’t just respected.

He wasn’t just feared.

He was that one guy who the emperor called “big bro” while sweating through his royal silk.

His punch could split mountains. His fart? Legend says it once sent a whole battalion flying into a river 80 miles away.

But… all of that changed on the 7th day of the 7th moon when the Dark Smoke Clan decided to act out of their regular villain arc and pulled something truly dirty:

> The Soul Severing Swirl Technique.

It didn’t just sound suspicious. It was straight-up illegal in six dimensions.

The move: Swap someone’s soul into another body.

The catch? They couldn’t pick where the original soul would end up. It was like using a teleport scroll made in Nigeria — full of spirit, zero accuracy.

And who did they target?

The one and only Li Tianxun.

Where did his soul end up?

…

"Ugh... my chest… Why does my breath sound like a crying flute?”

Li Tianxun opened his eyes in a straw hut that smelled like boiled socks and despair.

He tried to sit up, and his whole body screamed like a hungry ghost.

He looked down.

“Whose… chicken arms are these?”

His once-glorious eight-pack now looked like two lonely pancakes struggling for relevance.

He was in the body of a 15-year-old beggar boy named Douzi, who had one lung, half a kidney, and no sense of direction.

Even worse?

The original soul of this boy… was now in Tianxun's body.

Somewhere out there, his sacred muscles were being used to scratch buttcheeks and flirt with passing aunties.

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Li Tianxun: “I swear by the ancestors of my ancestors, when I get my body back, someone is going to be flying headfirst into a volcano.”