After Transmigration, I Traded a Coin for a Peerless Wife and Conquered the Chaotic World - Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: Picking Up a Bargain—A Beautiful Wife

“Yesterday, my scout troops successfully ambushed and killed a squad of Northern Barbarians, seizing a good amount of rations and several hundred women—all of them Zhou people. The general has given the order: all unmarried soldiers may step forward to select a woman as a wife. According to reports from our scouts, we’ll be engaging in a decisive battle with a Northern Barbarian unit in one month. During this time, I hope you all not only intensify your training but also leave behind offspring…”

As the voice echoed in his ears, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes in confusion. The first thing he saw was a vast martial training ground. On the stage stood rows of women in different attire, while a man clad in armor stood at the center, delivering an impassioned speech. Lin Feng was standing among a group of soldiers. Helmet, armor, broadsword… the bizarre outfit made him even more bewildered.

What’s going on? When did I become a background character?

Frowning deeply, Lin Feng remembered collapsing after working overtime for three straight days to meet a project deadline. When he woke up again, he found himself in this strange situation. Just as confusion overwhelmed him, a rush of unfamiliar memories surged into his mind. A long while later, Lin Feng finally processed those memories, his expression filled with shock.

He had transmigrated.

From the technologically advanced Blue Star to the Great Zhou Empire.

Based on the memories, Lin Feng learned this was a world where martial strength reigned supreme. The Great Zhou Empire had been built upon martial might, and the land was teeming with sects. However, after ruling the land for over a thousand years, the empire had started to decline. Internally, noble families controlled the court and sects grew increasingly ambitious. Externally, barbarian enemies surrounded them on all sides. The situation was perilous.

Lin Feng was currently at Yan Pass, a barren and desolate town at the northern frontier—an important stronghold guarded by over 2,000 soldiers. The population was complicated, consisting of exiled convicts, stationed border troops, and a handful of native residents. With the empire at war year-round, any time there were casualties in the army, strong young prisoners would be drafted to fill the gaps. The original Lin Feng was conscripted this way and had only served for less than six months as a low-ranking soldier.

Lin Feng was speechless. Other transmigrators ended up as young masters of powerful families or royal relatives—at worst, they were still rich young lords. But him? What a miserable start. Either a convict or cannon fodder… Was there really no other option?

And where was the golden cheat every transmigrator was supposed to get?

Just then, the man on stage spoke again, “The order of wife selection will be based on military rank, from high to low. Centurions, Decurions, Grade A soldiers, Grade B soldiers, and finally, Grade C soldiers. Alright, the selection begins now!”

Since both centurions were long married, several unmarried decurions eagerly rushed to the stage the moment the command was given. Lin Feng, being a Grade C soldier—the lowest rank—could only pick last. He wasn’t expecting much. As long as she looked good, that was enough. Who knew when he might die on the battlefield? Having a beautiful wife wouldn’t make this transmigration a complete waste. But by the time it was his turn, would there even be any decent-looking women left?

“Look, our Decurion is going up too!”

“Hey guys, which of those women do you think will catch his eye?”

“I feel like none of them are worthy of our Decurion.”

“What do you mean? Just one glance shows at least a dozen pretty ones.”

“Have you all forgotten what the general said? In a few days, we’re expanding the army by 1,000 troops. Among all the decurions, who do you think can handle that responsibility?”

“That’s obvious! In terms of military merit and strength, no one compares to our Decurion!”

“Exactly! That’s why I said none of these women are good enough for him.”

Listening to these murmurs, Lin Feng looked at the tall, burly man on stage—his superior, Decurion Wang Erhu. Known for his violent temper, no one in the army dared to defy him.

Wang Erhu had stopped in front of a woman wearing a veiled hat. He said, “Little lady, take off your hat and let me see you!”

His eyes narrowed, and he looked her up and down with aggressive interest.

Lin Feng also looked at the woman. Though her face was hidden by the light veil, her figure was nothing short of perfect—curvaceous with a slim waist that could be held with one hand. Her exposed arms were white as jade, with skin so tender it seemed like water would come out if pinched.

Lin Feng thought that if he were in Wang Erhu’s place, he might also want to see the face behind the veil.

However, the woman took two steps back and shook her head.

“Tch! What’s she acting all high and mighty for? Being noticed by the Decurion is like a blessing from her ancestors, and she dares to reject him?”

“Exactly. She doesn’t know what’s good for her!”

“She better give in to the Decurion or she’ll suffer for it!”

Lin Feng frowned at the voices around him.

Wang Erhu snorted coldly and said, “No one here dares to go against me!”

He stomped forward, shaking the platform. The woman stumbled, and Wang Erhu took the opportunity to rip off her hat and toss it to the ground.

In that instant, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed.

Delicate brows, creamy skin—if she were in the modern world, she’d be a top-tier celebrity.

Yet everyone present frowned in disgust.

The women standing closest to her quickly backed away like they had seen a monster.

“Bah!” Wang Erhu spat on the ground and said angrily, “So she has heterochromia? Damn it, what rotten luck!”

“Who’d dare marry her?”

“She’s beautiful, sure, but we’re not that lucky.”

“What a waste of such a pretty face!”

“Hey Old Li, you’ve always been the daring one. How about you try this one out and tell us what she’s like?”

“Get lost! Why don’t you play the good guy for once?”

Listening to the ridicule around her, He Caiwei’s heart had already turned to ashes.

She was from a prestigious family known for its scholarly tradition, but after her father offended the current Prime Minister, he was framed and imprisoned. Her family was exiled to Yan Pass, and along the way, they were ambushed by Northern Barbarians and captured.

Everything she had experienced shattered her hopes. At this point, marrying a soldier didn’t seem so bad—she just wanted to live.

According to Great Zhou law, male criminals were assigned to labor, while female criminals became army concubines. She had hoped that by marrying a soldier, she could remove her criminal status and become a proper citizen.

But her heterochromia had destroyed even that slim chance…

“Heterochromia? Bad luck?” Lin Feng looked closely and finally noticed her left eye was normal dark brown, but her right eye was blue. In the modern world, this would be nothing—maybe even considered attractive.

But in this world, heterochromia was considered ominous.

No wonder Wang Erhu and the others reacted this way. She probably wore the veil to avoid gossip.

After looking around, Wang Erhu finally picked another woman with decent looks and took her away. Every soldier after that deliberately avoided He Caiwei like she was some kind of plague.

“Since none of you want her, I won’t be polite about it!”

What a bunch of fools. Lin Feng didn’t believe in the nonsense about heterochromia being unlucky.

With a beauty like her as his wife, he’d probably laugh in his sleep every night.

Lin Feng was the last one to go up. He quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of He Caiwei, whose eyes were brimming with tears.

“Come with me!”