Ultimate Leveling System

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

When Jun Xie regained consciousness, he was lying on a soft large bed, probably king sized. There was a handsome man with a fiery head of red hair and an equally fiery beard staring at him. There was a physician-at least he thinks that's what he was-taking his pulse by the side.

"The Pilli is awake!" The physician exclaimed.

Seems like this body had some position all right.

"Son! Are you alright?" The red haired man asked.

Son?! This handsome man was his father? He didn't look a day over 30 and at a glance the body he was in was a teenager.

Seeing him not responding, the red haired man frowned at the physician.

"The Pilli had hit his head when he fell off the horse, he might have had a concussion," the physician said calmly.

So this body had hit his head huh? A plan was forming in Jun Xie's mind of how he can convincingly change this body's character. It was quite cliché and typical for Tv dramas, but it will work.

"Who are you? where am I?" he asked as he looked around with a confused face.

The red haired man and the physician looked at each other in alarm.

"Pilli, do you remember your name?" the physician asked.

Jun Xie hadn't read the body's memories yet, he naturally didn't know the name of the one he was occupying. He frowned in thought and shook his head.

The two by his bed side looked at each other again. The physician also frowned in thought for a moment and seemed to realize something.

"The impact on the Pilli's head must have affected his memories and caused amnesia. It's hard to determine whether this state is permanent or not." he said hesitantly.

"Son, do you remember anything at all?" red haired inquired.

Jun Xie seemed lost in thought again, he pursed his lips and shrugged helplessly, "I can't seem to remember anything at all, except the feeling of falling and great pain."

The two adults looked at each other again, Jun xie almost thought maybe they were telepathic.

The red haired sighed, sat on the side of the bed and held Jun Xie's hand.

"Your name is Yaotl and you are my son. I am Chicahua, your father and Tecutli of this city,” he pointed at the physician, “This is Xochil, the Grandmaster Ticitl of this city.”

Upon hearing the unusual names Jun Xie realised something, the language in this place seems similar to Aztec from Ancient Earth. He hadn't noticed because they all understood each other, luckily the language was part of this body’s instinct.

“Then how did I end up like this?” Jun Xie asked.

The Tecutli frowned and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, “Don't worry, I've already sought justice for you and it won't happen again. If you can't ride a horse it doesn't matter, you are the future Tecuitl and just need to ride a carriage. You don't remember, but this started because of your fiance, well ex-fiance now. Your father was concerned with brotherhood and accepted the arranged marriage, but that girl doesn't have a sense of propriety. I've already cancelled that engagement and you don't need to give their family any face. In the future, marry whoever you want and as many as you want, your father can even afford ten wives for you!”

Jun Xie was speechless, his father's love and coaxing was really unique, but his heart felt a little sour. His original parents had left him at an orphanage and then he found them, they told him he was a mistake and they gave him away because they didn't want anyone disturbing their world of two.

The Tecuitl's love and doting touched him and he vowed to be filial and love him just as much.

“Dad…” he said and hugged him. At this point in time, Jun Xie was almost ready to assimilate into Yaotl and become Yaotl.

The Tecuitl was startled and embraced Jun Xie tightly, “My son, don't worry, live well and die free. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, your father will fix it, okay?”

Nodding quickly and holding back tears, Jun Xie dug himself deeper into his father's warm embrace.

The two adults left him to rest and he took this time to accept some of Yaotl's memories. What he saw left him at a loss for words. This young man was a “wanna be” warrior. Emphasis on “wanna be” because he was so weak he could barely lift a sword. Well, Jun Xie preferred daggers and throwing knives but he could still wield a sword.