Wuxia: I’m in Huashan. Please have some self-respect!
1 Was this transmigration?

Li Zi Li

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Huashan Sect.

In the outer sect disciples 'dormitory.

Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In his mind, a foreign memory was merging with him.

After everything calmed down, Ye Ling frowned and stood up.

Glancing at the furnishings in the room, he rubbed his chin and muttered to himself,"This is transmigration?"

According to his new memories, it was the year 3044 of the Federation Calendar.

The entire blue planet was under the rule of the Polar Star Federation.

It had been more than 4,000 years since the era he lived in!

A month ago.

The Polar Star Federation suddenly launched a holographic game called Myths.

After a month of publicity and preparation.

The game was officially launched today.

The first batch of players obtained the qualifications to enter the game through the lottery method. There were a total of ten million lucky players.

The original owner was extremely lucky and got a spot.

After entering the game, he was immediately sent to the Huashan Sect and became an outer disciple.

He was taught Huashan's basic sword techniques and basic internal energy.

At this moment, the Huashan Sect was in dire straits.

In the huge mountain gate, there were only about two hundred disciples.

Among them, there were eight personal disciples, twenty-seven inner disciples, more than a hundred outer disciples, and less than twenty servant disciples.

He had no choice.

The Huashan Sect was very poor now. They did not even have enough official disciples. They did not have the spare money to feed too many servant disciples.

As a result, Ye Ling, who was an outer disciple, was no different from a servant disciple.

The time he spent working was even more than the time he spent cultivating!

The advantage was that they could enjoy a single dormitory.

……

"This death is a little strange!"

Ye Ling carefully flipped through his memories and frowned.

He didn't know what happened to the original body.

He had just entered the game not long ago and had only been working for the entire morning. During the afternoon break, he had mysteriously disappeared.

There were no clues in his memory.

"Could it be that another pitiful worm died suddenly while playing games? Internet addiction was still a malignant tumor even after thousands of years.”

Ye Ling could not figure it out, so he decided not to think about it for now.

After teasing him, he opened his character interface.

Name: Ye Ling

[Genre: Male]

[Age: 18]

[Realm: None]

[Identity: Huashan Sect Outer Disciple]

[Aptitude: Poor]

[Martial Arts: Huashan Basic Sword Style (Uninitiated)]

[Mental Cultivation Method: Huashan Basic Internal Strength (Uninitiated)]

[Specialties: None]

[Reputation: 0]

[Silver taels: 1 tael]

< Sundries: Three packs of Blood-staunching Powder, one Qi Condensation Pill >

[Mission: None]

Yes, just like in his memories, his character panel was a mess.

There was no change because he replaced him.

"You're so useless that it makes my heart ache."

Ye Ling looked at the sky speechlessly.

It wasn't a big deal that his aptitude was lacking.

In the introduction, there was a way to improve this thing.

However, before he leveled up, his leveling up would be a little slower.

However…if he didn't even know a single specialty, it would be a little annoying.

Among tens of millions of players, he was probably the only one!

The Myths was a very special game. It would reflect the player's expertise in real life and give them corresponding abilities.

For example, medical skills, cooking skills, hunting, and so on. Once they entered the game, they would be synchronized with reality.

In life, there should always be things that one was good at.

This was especially true in the Federation era where technology was advanced. Everyone would more or less have some specialties.

Only the original body did not know anything.

From a certain perspective, it was also a type of specialty.

He was specifically avoiding his specialty.

"As long as I have a practical specialty, I won't stay in the Huashan Sect for long. I'll pack up and leave immediately!”

Ye Ling looked melancholic. He was pessimistic about the rest of his life.

As for the death of his original body, although he was teasing him, he had already realized the danger.

He suspected that death in the game would also affect reality!

The original body must have been attacked by someone in the game, which was why he died inexplicably.

"Forget it, forget it. It's destined to be like this. It's useless to force it. Fortunately, I have my own advantages. I should be able to make up for my innate shortcomings..."

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes and instantly broke out of his pessimistic state.

His advantage was his understanding of the martial arts world.

Through the memories of his original body, he already knew.

In this era, wuxia was a very unfamiliar term. The detailed information had long been drowned in the torrent of history.

Only a few people still had some information.

Most people did not even know what Wuxia was.

With this advantage, Ye Ling could integrate into the Mythological World faster than other players.

The prerequisite was that he had to resolve the crisis in front of him first!

"If it's really as I've guessed, then the person who blackened the original body must be someone from Mount Song Sect.”

The Huashan Sect was currently in a very delicate situation.

The Sect Leader of Mount Song Sect, Zuo Lengchan, was ambitious. He had always wanted to establish the Five Mountain Sword Alliance and become the leader himself.

In the end, the Huashan Sect's leader Yue Buqun did not nod.

The other three sects that belonged to the Five Mountain Sword Sect, Heng Mountain Sect, Tai Mountain Sect, and Heng Mountain Sect, were all extremely powerful.

Zuo Lengchan did not dare to mess around, so he could only pick on the soft persimmon of the Huashan Sect.

In the open and in the dark, there are obstacles everywhere.

Zuo Lengchan was partly responsible for the Huashan Sect's downfall.

If it wasn't for the help of the Eternal Mountain Sect, the Huashan Sect probably wouldn't have lasted until now.

However, even if there was external help, if their own disciples were not replenished and were taken out from under the cauldron, the Huashan Sect would sooner or later exist in name only.

"If I were Zuo Lenchan, I would definitely kill one or two people who dared to join the Huashan Sect as a warning to the others!”

Ye Ling thought.

Then, he was stunned.

"Look at my memory. How could I almost forget such a crucial thing?”

Ye Ling slapped his forehead in frustration.

Then, he jumped off the bed excitedly and paced around the room.

He suddenly thought of the Five Mountains Sword Technique left on the stone wall by the Demonic Sect Elder in the cave of Reflection Cliff.

After all, this was a game world. As long as there were secret manuals, they could be learned by touching them. There was no need to comprehend them at all.

Only proficiency could be increased through practice.

For example, the basic sword techniques and internal strength taught in the sect, although they had not yet reached the beginner level.

However, he had already learned it when he received the secret manual.

"There's a chance. Those are the complete Five Mountains Sword Techniques. They're many times stronger than the incomplete versions that the various sects are practicing now. As long as you learn them, it shouldn't be a problem to protect yourself.”

Ye Ling stopped in his tracks and said excitedly.

To be honest, the overall strength of the Five Mountain Sword Sect was actually quite weak.

There were only a few powerful ones, and they could be counted on the palm of one hand.

The rest of the people relied more on sword techniques, and their internal strength was not deep.

If Ye Ling could learn the sword technique on the stone wall, even if his internal energy was much weaker, he could still defeat the strong.

"Maybe I can even take the opportunity to fool Feng Qingyang.”

Chuckling, Ye Ling strode out of the room, ready to head straight to the Reflection Cliff.

As for the chores in the afternoon?

Do whatever you want!

I know I'm wrong, and I've already gone to the Cliff of Reflection to face the wall. What else do you want?

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