"What are you dawdling for? Clean this up now!"
"If you delay your senior brothers' meditation, you'll regret it!"
Under the scorching sun, Lin Yun wiped sweat from his brow, his thin shirt clinging to his back as he swept the courtyard. He sighed heavily.
Three years ago, he had transmigrated into this world—expecting destiny's favor, endless opportunities, and a harem of stunning cultivators.
Reality, however, had slapped him hard across the face.
No talent.
No background.
No strength.
A true "three-nothing" protagonist. To survive in this dog-eat-dog world, Lin Yun had no choice but to become a menial disciple of the Flowing Clouds Sect.
Dawn-to-dusk chores. Constant humiliation. A life so pitiful it hurt.
Now, after three years of drudgery, he was one month shy of turning sixteen.
If he failed to break through to the Narealm by then, the sect would strip his status and cast him out.
But leaping three minor realms and a major bottleneck in a month? Impossible.
As despair crept in, a mechanical click echoed in his ears—like a clock's hand snapping into place.
Then, a voice:
[Ding—]
[System modules loaded. Life Script System activated.]
Lin Yun nearly sobbed.
Three years!
Do you know what I've endured these three years?!
He eagerly summoned his life panel—only for his grin to freeze.
[Name]: Lin Yun
[Realm]: Tempered Body 6th Stage
[Fate]: Lone Star of Calamity (Black)
[Destiny]: Impending Doom (Black)
[Ending]: Expelled from Flowing Clouds Sect. Dies to bandits on the mountain road.
[Recent Plot Point]: Killed by robbers after expulsion for poor aptitude.
Lin Yun's soul nearly left his body.
What kind of garbage start is this?!
You call this a cheat system?! Where's my invincibility?!
"Lin Yun! Stop lazing about!" A fellow menial disciple barked, snapping him back to reality. "Hurry up! The seniors are coming!"
Frantic, Lin Yun checked the panels of nearby disciples.
Worse.
Either "cursed lackeys" or "walking disasters."
Just as hopelessness set in, a commotion erupted outside.
"The Sword Prodigy!"
"The Sword Prodigy has arrived!"
The courtyard gates swung open. Disciples—male and female alike—parted like waves, their gazes locked on the white-robed figure striding in.
Xiao Pingtian.
Sharp-eyed, jade-faced, and radiating icy arrogance. The epitome of a young master who made hearts flutter.
"Senior Brother Xiao, this protective charm I crafted… if you'd accept—" A blushing female disciple stepped forward, offering a talisman.
Xiao Pingtian didn't even glance at her. He brushed past, letting the charm clatter to the ground.
The girl didn't even blink. "So… so manly!" She clutched her cheeks. "I won't wash my hands for a month!"
Lin Yun's eye twitched.
What kind of deranged fangirl logic is this?!
The menial disciples whispered:
"Damn, the Sword Prodigy's aura is terrifying!"
"No kidding! He's already at the peak of the Tongyou Realm at eighteen! They say he'll break through to the Ten Thousand Laws Realm any day now!"
"And remember that disciple who dirtied his robe? Found dead the next morning!"
"Holy shit, back up! I don't wanna get chopped!"
Lin Yun's brows rose.
A murderous young master, huh?
Then he checked Xiao Pingtian's panel.
His brain short-circuited.
…Are you sure I'm the protagonist?!
[Name]: Xiao Pingtian
[Realm]: Tongyou 9th Stage
[Fate]: Heaven's Chosen (Gold)
[Destinies]:
Swordheart Ascendant (Purple): 100x comprehension speed in sword arts.
Heaven's Favor (Gold): Constant stream of fortuitous encounters.
Celestial Grace (Purple): Skyrockets luck, charm, and physique.
Ruthless Butcher (Grey): Solves all problems with murder.
Vengeful Grudge (White): Offend him today? Die tonight.
[Ending]: Reaches Great Emperor Realm. Slays 100,000 demonic invaders. Later hunted down by righteous sects for excessive bloodlust. Dies at Broken Divinity Cliff.
[Recent Plot Point]: Discovers a Five-Petal Bloodvine under a crooked tree at Northriver Peak. Absorbs it to break into the Ten Thousand Laws Realm.
Lin Yun's heart stopped.
Five-Petal Bloodvine—a legendary herb so potent even a cripple could advance with it!
If he got it, reaching Narealm would be guaranteed!
Glancing around, Lin Yun slipped away unnoticed.
He took a shortcut to Northriver Peak, spotting the crooked tree instantly.
No one else was there—too busy fawning over Xiao Pingtian.
Without hesitation, Lin Yun yanked the bloodvine free and shoved it into his mouth.
Chewing this is like eating fermented sewer fish!
Gagging, he circulated his energy.
Boom! Boom! BOOM!
Three consecutive breakthroughs erupted within him.
Narealm—achieved!
"Hah!" Lin Yun exhaled triumphantly.
An hour ago, expulsion loomed over him.
Now? Not a problem.
This… this was the joy of cheating fate!
Then—
"What are you doing here, trash?"
A voice like frozen steel cut through the air.
Lin Yun spun around, paling.
Xiao Pingtian stood there, eyes glinting with murder.
But what shocked Lin Yun more was—
Xiao Pingtian's script had changed.
[Recent Plot Point]: Discovers a Frostflame Sword in a steaming cold pond at Southmist Peak.
Lin Yun's jaw dropped.
You've got to be kidding me.
Steal his herb? He gets a magic sword instead?!
Is this what "Heaven's Chosen" means—the world just hands them treasures?!