*Screeching Sounds*
*Crash Effect*
*White Light!*
[...]
"Aah, I shouldn't have eaten that last burrito..."
[...]
[...]
[...]
[...]
[Integration Complete]
[System Online]
[Searching for a Host Body]
"Excuse , what?"
[Possible host body found]
[Calculating rejection possibility]
[Possibility of rejection is at 0.005%]
[Host body confird]
[Soul migration starting]
[1%...5%....55%....99%....100%]
[Soul migration complete]
[Integrating remaining mories from the body into the soul]
"AAAAAHHHHH"
[mory integration complete]
[Sync point confird and verified]
[Calibration started]
[Welco]
"..."
A young man in his mid-20s slowly opened his eyes. He found himself sitting in the middle of a foreign courtyard, surrounded by exotic-looking trees and flowers. The only source of light seed to be the unusually bright moonlight.
The young man took a deep breath and thought 'Why am I sitting in such a weird position?'
Wasnt this the famous lotus position? He rembered trying it out once out of curiosity.
'Let's think back slowly. Am I dreaming? If not, where am I?
I died, didnt I? Then a creepy, nacing sounding voice said so stuff, now I'm sitting, wearing old fashioned clothes, in the middle of the mountains, apparently
While looking around, he glanced at the exotic tree. That tree is called Weathered Iron Bark and its sampling costs 200 thousand spirit stones! There are 15 fully grown ones here, very few sects could afford sothing like this.' Thought the young man with a strange sense of pride.
How did he know that?
*gasp*
'This is definitely transmigration, right? Think! Think! YES! MY NA IS HHAAANNN!!! Wait that should be my family na, my full na should be Han De!'
Han De slowly stood up. The excitent was written all over his face. If anyone familiar with the previous owner of his body could see him right now, they would've been shocked.
Han De, before he beca Han De, was just an average guy. In school his grades were average. In the workplace his performance was average. His favorite pasti and longti obsession were Xianxia web novels. He would read them during his breakfast, commute, and lunch breaks, he would read while walking ho after work with a burrito in his hands. He was so dedicated that he even started learning Chinese! Unfortunately, laziness was one of his defining characteristics, so he ended up dabbling in the dark arts of MTL, being content with losing his brain cells.
'Transmigration usually involves a cheat, doesn't it? I wonder if I have one, wait didn't I hear sothing like a system?'
[Welco]
'...'
'W-why is your voice so creepy?! Shouldn't your voice be like a robotic lady instead of this robotic demon from hell? Is there a preset for this?'
Naturally, there was no response. Han De quietly checked his status.
[Na: Han De]
[Race: Human]
[Sex: Male]
[Age: 26]
[Cultivation: Core Formation - Mid-Stage (3741/500000)]
[Constitution: None]
[Bloodline: None]
[Roots: Pending Calibration]
[Fa: Cloudy Mountains: 500]
[Sect: Starfall Mountain Sect (21st Core Elder)]
[Cultivation thods]
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[Starfall Scripture (Mortal)]
[Power: Extrely Weak]
[Comprehension: Interdiate (24/32)]
[Stage: Core Formation (Mid-Stage)]
[Martial Arts thods]
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[Heaven Defying Tyrannical Sword (Self-Made)]
[Power: Extrely Weak]
[Comprehension: Interdiate (2/10)]
[Stage: Core Formation (Mid-Stage)]
[Skills]
[ - ]
[Fate]
[Pending Calibration]
[Experience Points: 0]
[Skill Points: 0]
[Evaluation: Pending Calibration]
'Alright, not bad, but I am at Core Formation realm. Hmm? This doesn't seem right.'
Han De realized he, or rather his body, had so information related to the cultivation of this world.
Core Formation was the 3rd major stage in cultivation, following Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishnt. These people were considered to be the core pillars of a normal sect and were quite costly to raise. Even if a sect could afford to raise many of them, they would still have to find people with exceptional talents first.
Ordinary cultivators would usually get stuck in the Qi Condensation realm. Those with good talents with so luck could end up at the peak of Foundation Establishnt. Only those with great talents could have any hope of forming a Core. Even then, sects of this world wouldn't nurture these people. They would usually end up staying in the Foundation realm and beco low-level elders. Reaching the Core Formation realm would depend on their rit. The lucky ones would finally form a Core at the end of their lives and enjoy their extended lifespan as respected elders of a sect.
Most of this information was irrelevant, or shouldve been irrelevant in his case. Wouldnt a transmigrator get a body that was supposed to be trash anyway? Wasn't he, as the newly minted protagonist, supposed to use the system to get a disgusting number of power-ups, and wipe out the ones that bullied and offended him to the 9th generation of their families?
Han De stopped pacing after realizing he had started nervously moving around within the courtyard. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. After combing through the rged, yet still fragnted mories, he realized the gist of the situation.
His father was the current sect leader, and his grandfather was one of the core reserves that were in secluded ditation with all the other old monsters. Vast amounts of resources of the family resources were dedicated to him, and a considerable amount of sect resources was dedicated to him since his childhood. Even an ordinary cultivator would advance pretty quickly with these resources, but Han De was also a true cultivation genius! 2 years ago, after reaching the Core Formation stage he beca the youngest core elder in the sect history!
However, previous Han De was arrogant. He wouldn't even look at outer sect disciples, let alone ordinary cultivators! The Han family was known to be a domineering force. Few dared to offend them. The Starfall Mountain Sect had the respect that few sects could enjoy. Although it was considered to be a mid-size sect, its foundation was known to be extrely deep. Even though they had over a million cultivators they were still known as a sect that valued quality over quantity.
Han De had a high amount of pride in being the prodigy of the Han family and the Starfall Mountain Sect. People that offended him would get beaten half to death by his subordinates. Han De himself sotis personally crippled people that dared to not give him face!
The courtyard Han De was currently at was inside the abode of the previous Han De. Although he called it an abode, it was more of a giant estate within the sect boundaries. From the expensive decorations, to the spirit spring right behind him, just this 'abode' alone was worth more than a small sect!
' This doesn't look like an MC template. No matter how I look at it, I seem like an Arrogant Young Master A that offends the MC and dies a few dozen chapters in'
Han De nervously chuckled. The shock of transmigration had not dissipated yet. Many revelations one after the other felt unreal.
Alright, lets test this. Didnt that guy used to sit right there?
His eyes went to the spirit spring at the center. In his mories, the previous owner of the body would often sit in the lotus position, and silently cultivate there for days, without the slightest worry in the world. No one would dare disturb the cultivation of the next heir of the sect, after all.
Han De took a deep breath and replicated the sa motions from his mories. Unexpectedly, entering the state of ditation was like second nature to him. All he needed to do was to recall the feeling of cultivation from his mories.
Breathing in and out, circulating the energy through his ridians, exhaling the filtered stale spiritual energy Everything was really as easy as breathing! Finally, after 10 minutes, his first cultivation cycle was complete!
'Damn, this really is cultivation!'
Excited by the result, he continued.
1 cycle.
2 cycles.
3 cycles.
4 cycles.
5 cycles.
6 cycles.
7 cycles.
8 cycles.
9 cycles.
10 cycles.
11 cycles.
12 cycles.
13 cycles.
14 cycles.
15 cycles.
16 cycles.
17 cycles.
18 cycles.
19 cycles.
20 cycles.
21 cycles.
22 cycles.
23 cycles.
24 cycles.
25 cycles.
26 cycles.
27 cycles.
28 cycles.
29 cycles.
30 cycles.
31 cycles.
32 cycles.
33 cycles.
34 cycles.
35 cycles.
36 cycles.
"AAAH I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! Why is this so boring?! How could this guy cultivate for a whole day like this?! I did 37 cycles, 1 cycle is about 10 minutes, which ans I've been cultivating for more than 6 hours! Han De couldnt help but sigh. At least that should've made so dent, right? Status!"
[Cultivation: Core Formation - Mid-Stage (( 26)3767/500000)]
"Only 26?! 1 cycle doesn't even give 1 XP!?!?" Feeling irritated, Han De quickly started doing so math using his fingers.
"If it is 1 XP per 15 minutes then it would take about 125000 hours to get 500000xp, if I could cultivate 18 hours per day then it would take close to 20 years to get to the Advanced Core Stage
S#$%! Wasn't this guy supposed to be a genius?! How did he reach the Mid-Core stage at 26?! Even if I gobble down an entire bottle a day, it wouldnt even double the cultivation speed!
Only when he heard the faint echo of his own voice, did Han De realize he had started speaking out loud from sheer frustration. What if soone that knew the previous owner of the body saw this sight?
Han De quickly closed his mouth and continued thinking about his current cultivation dilemma.
Even if the required XP for the Mid-Core stage is lesser than the Advanced Core stage, it still should've taken this guy about a decade to reach it. What? Was he born in the Foundation Establishnt realm or sothing? That doesn't seem to be the case looking at his childhood mories- wait!'
Han De started laughing and shouting like a maniac after rembering one crucial point.
"HAHAHAHAHA!
That's right! I got the system! I have the Experience and Skill points on my status screen. If I'm right, all I need to do is to hunt so spiritual beasts and skip all the boring cultivation! HAHAHA
Man, although this MC template is kind of wrong, with my system, I can have a truly easy life here! I'll just get so subordinates to capture so beasts! All I need is to be the last hitter. No one else can gain benefit from the last hit itself anyway! Perfect! The System truly is the best!"
[Calibration Complete]
[Fate Type: Calamity Attractor]
[Roots: Light (42%)]
[Evaluation: Extrely weak, destruction of the soul is inevitable]
[Considering Options...]
[Considering Options...]
[Considering Options...]
[Considering Options...]
[Considering Options...]
[Could not find a suitable option]
[Unlocking Unrivaled Master System]
[Removing Experience Points]
[Removing Skill Points]
[Activating Profound Points]
[Activating Privileges]
[Privilege Level: 1]
[Privilege level t, issuing the welco gift box]
[Issuing First Quest]
[Quest: First disciple]
[Difficulty Level: Rating Requirents Not t]
[Status: Issued]
[Summary: You are an elder in an extrely minor sect with extrely limited resources. As you are fated to attract calamities, with your weak cultivation and abysmal talent, your only hope is to foster strong disciples. Work hard.]
[Requirents: A disciple with over 30 total potential points]
[Ti Remaining: 5 days]
[Success: 50 Profound Points]
[Failure: Removal of the System. As the System is completely integrated into the host's soul, removal will result in said soul's dissipation]
Han De stood in a daze. It was a lot to take in for him. He couldn't help but shudder when he read the words 'soul dissipation.
'What the hell is a Calamity Attractor? I just transmigrated and this is what I get? Where is my cheat?! Where is my lottery system full of bullshit cheat items and scriptures?! Unrivaled Master System?! Can that even be considered a cheat?! Why did you remove my experience points?!?"
As Han De was complaining about how unfair life was, the sun was rising. As a Core Formation cultivator, he was acutely aware of his surroundings and felt a weak presence enter his abode. Slowly but surely, the presence was approaching the courtyard.
This was his first interaction with the people of this world, therefore Han De imdiately collected himself. When he was alone, outbursts would be fine (probably), but he would rather not make a fool of himself in front of others!
From his mories, the previous Han De was an arrogant piece o... Ehm. The previous Han De was a young master, who always presented himself as an aloof expert. In dealings within his sect, he would usually adopt a faint smile, nod, and walk away.
Acting like soone else, Han De never tried anything like this before. Thankfully, he had the mories of the previous Han De. But, as he tried to find the correct posture to greet this visitor, he stumbled on a problem.
Having soone's mories and acting like that person were two different things.
After all, the current Han De wasn't Han De himself. He just had the mories of his predecessor, nothing more. The way he acted was still that of an average office worker. In fact, the first thing Han De considered was how firm his handshake should be while eting this visitor!
S#$%, this wont do. This wont do at all!
Previous Han De was doted on by his family, if he started to act differently all of a sudden, the result would almost certainly be disastrous! Clearly, he had to tread carefully!
As Han De kept panicking inside while trying to pump himself up, the presence had already arrived.
A young disciple with grey robes and clear brown eyes, slowly entered the courtyard. Han De could tell this disciple was acting with the utmost respect. His posture while walking, and the crispness of his movents as he bowed, all spelled a substantial difference in status.
"Pardon for the interruption Elder De. Elder Yan wanted to inform you that the disciple acceptance ceremony is about to start. This year there seem to be disciples from prominent families that show so promise..."
Han De adopted a carefree expression and faintly smiled.
Though he had the mories of the previous Han De, the existence of a ceremony, let alone a disciple acceptance ceremony, hadnt crossed his mind.
Right Elders select disciples from this ceremony. Isnt that exactly what I need right now?
Ever since becoming an elder, the previous Han De rejected accepting a disciple in favor of advancing his own cultivation. He was a prodigy, after all. Even the idea of attending the event, he rejected without a second thought! Why would he waste his ti with so ordinary trash? Those were his usual thoughts.
However, the current Han De got the feeling that he was supposed to attend this ti, but he couldn't figure out why. His mory was too fragnted as a result of the rge, and he needed ti to figure things out.
While he was in deep thought, the disciple in front of him was getting more anxious every passing second!
'Heavens! Why is Elder De staring at with that creepy smile?! Did I sohow offend him? The disciple thought long and hard about his behavior. Yet he was certain that he never t the legendary young master of the Starfall Mountain Sect before this day!
He couldnt look directly, of course, but the disciple noticed sothing peculiar about the young master Han De. H-Has he even blinked once?
At that mont, the disciple was sure that he sohow offended the one person he shouldnt have offended! Mom, Dad, I'm so sorry, I don't think I will be able to make it...'
Just as the disciple's legs started to give out, Han De made his decision.
"Alright, lead to the selection area and start telling about which families are attending, and who is showing promise."
Since he couldnt rember if there was sothing the previous Han De was supposed to do at this event, he could only take care of his own predicant! This disciple selection event was like a godsend gift for his new quest.
And keeping this disciple close to him has advantages too. First, by interacting with a disciple of lower status, he could get a sense of how to act as the real Han De. Second, he could use him as a shield to prevent others from interacting with him. At least for the ti being.
If an esteed elder was walking and listening to so random disciple, wouldnt other people think that he was listening to so important report? Wouldnt it be very rude to interrupt them?
Of course, being an office worker, Han De was still thinking as a paper salesman. Walking to work was a natural action for him. Would a normal Core Formation realm cultivator, and an elder of sect no less, walk to the venue?
Unfortunately, the thought of flying towards his destination didnt even enter his mind!
After hearing Han De's words, the disciple with the grey robes felt a chill running up his spine.
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