Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

Chapter 1 My son, Wang Teng! He has the makings of an emperor!

"Today is my second day in this world. Although it feels a bit unfamiliar, I've fortunately inherited some of the original owner's memories. At least I remember some things, such as that I am the young master of this powerful family and highly valued by my father, who is the head of the family..."

Moreover, I possess unparalleled skills, and a crane soars through the sky to guide me to receive a mysterious inheritance, passing on to me unparalleled magical techniques...

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will eventually come to control this vast family, become a powerful cultivator, and dominate this continent… This is practically the protagonist's template!

The boy, who looked to be about seven or eight years old, sat on the bed with a blank stare in his eyes, clearly lost in thought and pondering something else.

The place he was in was called a bedroom, but it was actually a huge palace.

This bed alone is several meters long and wide, bigger than his entire bedroom in his previous life!

The blankets piled on the bed were made of the fur of some kind of animal. They felt as soft as a young girl's skin, smooth and warm. Although they looked thick, they didn't feel heavy when you lay down on them. Everything was very comfortable.

Inside the palace, incense made of some unknown material was lit, releasing a faint fragrance that brought peace of mind.

In addition, crystal-adorned lamps were placed in the palace, burning day and night to illuminate the entire palace.

Everything around him seemed incredible to the boy.

Although I've transmigrated, my life seems to be going too smoothly!
He has a powerful family that dominates the region, and he is the eldest son of the family head, whose talent is praised by the entire family!

He had a miraculous encounter; a crane imparted its teachings to him and also brought him a mysterious inheritance!

Isn't this the protagonist template?

As long as he continues to grow step by step, he will become a powerful figure in the cultivation world, capable of turning the world upside down with a flick of his wrist!
But for some reason, the boy felt something was off. It all seemed so familiar; he felt like he'd experienced something like this before.

"The hippocampal effect?" The boy's eyes gradually focused, and he came back to his senses.

The hippocampal effect is one of the most common illusions, where you feel like you've experienced what's happening now in a certain period of time or in a dream.

The strong sense of déjà vu that the teenager felt made him think he was having this illusion.

He sat on the enormous bed, looking at everything before him. Even though he had been in this world for a day, he still found it unbelievable.

Perhaps it was this feeling that made everything seem so familiar to him...

Just as the boy was lost in thought, a light footstep approached, and then the beaded curtain was lifted, revealing a pretty, unadorned face.

"Young Master, the head of the family has returned today and is holding a family banquet. You are to attend as well." The personal maid spoke softly, her head bowed and her voice full of respect.

"My dad's finally back," the boy said, nodding.

He had been in this world for a day and hadn't even seen his father yet. All he knew was that his father seemed to have been very busy lately and hadn't been with the family for a while, only returning today.

Upon returning, he didn't even have time to see his eldest son before holding a family dinner.

"Alright, help me change." The boy slowly lifted the animal skin blanket, revealing himself wearing only a close-fitting shirt, and stood up.

Without hesitation, the personal maid quickly took a neat brocade robe from the shelf beside her and carefully helped the young master change his clothes.

At first, the boy was resistant to this feudalistic service, but then he thought, "I was a model youth during the socialist era. Now that I've transmigrated to the world of cultivation, if I continue to be a model youth, wouldn't my transmigration have been for nothing?"
So, after only a few seconds of self-criticism, he quickly accepted the service, which could be considered a form of adapting to local customs. Soon, under the maid's care, the boy was almost completely transformed.

He wore a crimson robe, and his long hair, which was originally draped over his shoulders, was fixed with a hairpin, with only a single strand hanging down. Although he looked to be only seven or eight years old, he already had a somewhat imposing and heroic appearance between his brows. Coupled with his luxurious brocade clothes and various jade ornaments on his body that seemed to be decorations but were actually powerful magical treasures, he not only had a heroic air but also a noble air.

Overall, he's very handsome!
The young man was fairly satisfied with his appearance.

Before the family banquet even started, the boy had already begun preparations. Today was the first time he had seen the father of this body. Even though he had inherited most of the original body's memories, he still needed to be careful to avoid giving himself away.

In the evening, the family dinner began!
The palaces were brightly lit and decorated, with all sorts of rare treasures hanging from the eaves and corridors. The young man was led by a maid to the main hall of the family banquet. Along the way, the young man kept his eyes straight ahead and showed a composure that was beyond his years.

"These things will all be mine in the future, it's no big deal..." the boy told himself.

After doing this, he calmed down considerably.

Upon arriving at the main hall of the family banquet, one finds that a considerable number of people have already gathered there.

No one was upset that the boy was late, because he was the only son of the family head!
"Teng'er! I've missed you so much these past few days! Let your father give you a hug!" A middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes excitedly walked over when he saw the boy arrive. He stretched out his arms and hugged the boy tightly, letting him sit on his arms.

Although the boy felt a little uncomfortable in this sitting position, he did not resist. Instead, he obediently sat on the middle-aged man's arm, reached out and hugged the man's neck, and excitedly said, "Daddy!"

"Oh! Good boy!" The middle-aged man smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.

He carried the boy through the main hall to the main seat, and when he sat down, he still let the boy sit on his lap.

"Let your father examine your cultivation," the middle-aged man said.

He stretched out a large hand and placed it on the boy's stomach, extending a warm force that sank into the boy's body.

"Hmm... The Sea of ​​Bitterness is about to open, as expected of my child! He received the power of the immortal crane even in his childhood! He will surely have the appearance of a great emperor in the future!" The middle-aged man said with a loud laugh.

Upon hearing this, the boy's heart skipped a beat.

Why does that sound so familiar?

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the middle-aged man spoke again, "He received the teachings of the immortal crane from a young age, and coupled with his own extraordinary talent, my son Wang Teng has the potential to become an emperor!"

Upon hearing this, the boy was shocked, as if struck by lightning!

Damn it, no wonder it looked so familiar!

Isn't this Wang Teng's script?
So I am now...

Wang Teng!

Young Wang Teng felt a mix of emotions!

Good news! The protagonist template: young master of a family, with endless adventures!

Bad news! My father just said that my son, Wang Teng, has the potential to be an emperor...

(End of this chapter)