Astral Dragon Monarch

Shen's beardless jaw was almost touching the ground.

He had slept on his bed, well, at slept what remained of it, in his room, and in his house.

Yet, here he was in a noodle shack.

In front of him, magnificent pagodas and lush vegetations covered his line of sight, as well as many people in handy type robes and colorful kimonos walking around.

It couldn't be... could it?

"I... I can't believe it...."

Shen began to brim with excitement.

"I've been transmigrated to another world!!!

All my life, I have read hundreds, no, thousands of web novels just to prepare for this glorious day!"

It was a weird thought, but what better explanaton was there?

Better still, he had fallen asleep and woken up here, instead of being done in by 'truck-kun' like some other unfortunate protagonists he had read about.

"Now, who am I?, am I the son of a rich aristocrat?, the arrogant young master?, the handsome hero who is gonna kill the demon lord and change the world?..."

Shen began musing to himself, but a dulcet tone broke his train of thought.

"Hey, noodle boy, I'd like a plate of steaming hot noodles, with sliced carrots by the side, make it extra, extra spicy, and throw in a dumpling or two."

Two pairs of almond shaped eyes glared at him in expectation.

They belonged to a woman with medium sized apples on her chest, long waist length raven black hair, and a pretty pink hand fan covering the rest of her face.

Shen could almost swear that he heard his very soul itself shatter like a thin pane of glass.

"I... I'm still selling noodles, even in this world?!!!

Damn fate!, damn transmigration!, damn this world, dam..."

The woman tilted her head slightly, while squinting her eyes a bit.

"Um, are you okay, noodle boy?"

Regaining his composure after calming down a bit, Kai sighed in defeat.

"Your order is on it's way, madam."

However, as he turned around and began making the noodles, some people noticed the woman standing in front if the small shack.

She sighed and shook her head.

"Even if I don't go to a huge restaurant, people still find ways to ruin my lunch."

The first person to really notice who she was let out an earth shattering, shriek while pointing to the lady.

"Look!, look!! Its Lady Xin, young mistress of the Blazing Valor sect!"

Then the next looked over.

"It really is Lady Chun!"

And then the next, and the next, and the next and the next.

"Lady Xin!"

"It really is Lady Xin! "

"Oh my gods, she looks so amazing!"

"I heard she's really strong!"

Xin grimaced and opened her fan, then she covered her face with the pink handfan before picking up the bowl of noodles and raising it to her lips.

"Thanks, noodle boy..."

Then, before Kai could even blink twice, the entire bowl was already empty, downed in one go by the strange woman.

By now, the crowd had gotten even more agitated, and had begun to slowly inch forward bit by bit, and in a flash, they had become a literal tide of human bodies.

"I heard her hair is as silky as silk itself!"

"I just want to touch her hand at least once in my life!"

"I only want a waft of her fragrance!"

Xin frowned.

"Once again..."

Am before Kai could blink, she had vanished.

He stared at the crowd still chasing after the pretty lady and then his gaze lingered on the bowl she had used for a second, before he jolted out of the shack himself.

"She didn't freaking pay!!"

It didn't matter if he was in another world or not, Shen was still the same.

A damn stingy person who would not even let a penny go to waste!

He hurriedly closed the wooden door and ran after the crowd.

Xin sighed and looked back at the crowd chasing after her in hysteria.

"Each and every time..."

Xin was the daughter of Lord Feng, the head of the Blazing Valor sect under the famous Ashen Flame clan. As an early Rank 3 cultivator of the second stage under the lower mortal tier, she could very easily have annhilated the entire crowd.

However, she knew that it was wrong of her to kill her 'fans'.

No matter how annoying, they were still people too.

Just damned, strange, obsessed, annoying people.

She continued to lightly sprint, until the crowd grew tired and slowly dwindled bit by bit.

A majority of them were merely early to mid Rank 1 cultivators of the first stage of the lower mortal realm.

In other words, they were too weak to keep up with her.

Xin glanced at her back with a satisfied expression, then wrinkled her forehead as she saw one lone figure still chasing after her.

"Another crazy one?"

The young woman was used to having at least one of the 'crazies' in her large fan crowd.

These people were kind of extreme fans whose admiration had long crossed the boundary of admiration, and had delved deep into an extremely unhealthy obsession. Unbeknownst to Shen, Xin gradually gathered sāi in her palms and took a fighting stance.

"Back off and go home, else you may never walk again...''

Then she raised a brow in slight confusion.

'Isnt this that noodles guy?'

She hadn't expected him to be a crazy one.

But that did not mean that she would spare him, not even if he made really nice noodles...

Shen himself stopped in his tracks as soon he saw Xin take a fighting stance, before he carefully took one of his own.

'If this were a webnovel, then this would probably be the part where I unlock some hidden power or something.'

Shen could not really bear being a noodle seller in this world too, so he had convinced himself that he was the main character in this story somehow.

Forget about finding out how and why he had transmigrated, he did not care in the least.

Instead, he was glad to be rid of his wretched life.

On earth, he had already led a useless life, penniless, continuously suffering.

However here, he had the chance to change things.

To live the life he had always wanted to lead.

In almost all isekai anime, didn't the transmigrator have to work their way to the top with some advantages on their side?

And as the transmigrator here, Shen was more than sure that his own hidden cheat would come up sooner or later. People usually found their hidden potential in dangerous situations, and what better situation was there for him than fighting the first lady to come and buy noodles from him in this world?

"Chaaa!!!"

Shen cried out as he dashed towards Xin Chun, however, her eyes narrowed into slits as the corners of her lips curled upwards.

'So so very slow...'

"Five finger tap technique!"

Pain.

That was all Shen could feel as she leisurely deflected his fist, then poked him on the forehead, navel and chest, and before he could count to one, he was on the floor facing the bright blue sky.

'The heck?'

He could not feel his arms or legs, and all he could see was Xin standing above his head, pondering whether to continue her attack or let him go.

Suppressing the innate urge that all males had that tempted him to take a peek under her robe, Shen gulped loudly.

"Hey, I bear no harm! I just wanted to get the money for the noodles you forgot to pay for!!"