"I didn't expect that I would transmigrate!"
"To be honest, before transmigrating, I was just an ordinary useless guy waiting to rot. Every day I watched videos, thought about what tasty food to make, and sometimes considered losing weight. Even though I was already thirty and didn't have a girlfriend, I was still quite satisfied with that life."
"After all, I didn't need to do anything. Floor heating in winter, air conditioning in summer. No wind, no rain. Even if my parents sometimes urged me to get married, I was still very satisfied with that time."
"So why did I transmigrate?"
"And into this kind of wuxia world."
"Alright, a wuxia world. I really did long for martial arts since I was young. Learning peerless skills, riding across the jianghu, becoming a great hero praised by everyone. But that was only a childhood fantasy. My fantasies have long upgraded. Now when I occasionally imagine things, it's about immortals, about becoming a Buddha or an ancestor, becoming a Golden Immortal or even a primordial saint. So what's going on with suddenly transmigrating into a wuxia world?"
"Actually, when I first transmigrated, I was quite excited. But! Practicing martial arts is so tiring. Practicing sword moves is so annoying. Practicing inner energy makes my legs numb…"
"The most important thing is, there's no computer, no phone. No way to watch videos, no way to read novels. I really am hopeless. Fortunately, as a transmigrator, cheats are never lacking. As long as I keep writing a diary, I can get rewards."
"Back to business. Junior Sister and Lao Denuo have already gone down the mountain to Fujian. That means the story is about to officially begin. Next, the Fuwei Escort Agency will be destroyed by the Qingcheng Sect. Tsk tsk, Qingcheng Sect, a so-called righteous sect. However, Lin Pingzhi did kill Yu Canghai's son. Yu Canghai using revenge as an excuse to destroy the Fuwei Escort Agency… that reason barely makes sense. Fine, it's still a bit forced, but at least it counts as an excuse."
"Bixie Sword Manual. Bixie Sword Manual! This kind of martial art is extreme. No normal person would choose to practice it. Yet Old Yue still did. His wife is clearly so beautiful, and he still made that choice."
"But it's understandable. Zuo Lengchan was determined to annex the other four great sword sects and had his eyes on Mount Hua. In order to protect Mount Hua, Old Yue had no choice but to practice it."
"Linghu Chong, ah Linghu Chong, this person really isn't that great. If not for him, Old Yue wouldn't have been pushed this far. Whether it was the Five Mountains sword techniques left behind, or the Dugu Nine Swords, both could have strengthened Mount Hua's foundation and power. Yet Linghu Chong just wouldn't tell Old Yue. In the end, to keep Mount Hua from being swallowed by Zuo Lengchan, Old Yue could only choose his own method."
"But that martial art is truly strange. Old Yue, the dignified Gentleman Sword—even if part of it was an act, before practicing it, he hardly did any bad things. In the jianghu, that already counts as a good person. Yet after practicing it, his temperament changed greatly. From originally just wanting to make Mount Hua flourish, he turned into wanting to replace Zuo Lengchan, merge the Five Mountains Sword Sects, and become their leader."
"Five Mountains Sword Sect. Mount Tai in the east, Mount Hua in the west, Mount Heng in the north, Mount Heng in the south, Mount Song in the center. They're scattered across the land. What's even the point of merging them?"
"In the end, his daughter died, Ning Zhongze took her own life, and Old Yue himself was stabbed to death. Mount Hua was left with only a few people barely holding things together."
"Sure enough, everything is fate—cough cough, everything is Linghu Chong's fault."
"Eh? Already one thousand words. That's it for today. I'll continue tomorrow."
Pa—
Ye Xiu closed the notebook. The notebook turned into nothing right in front of him and disappeared.
Seeing it vanish, a pleased expression appeared on Ye Xiu's face.
The next moment, a piece of information entered his mind:
"One month of inner energy increased. Mount Hua Basic Sword Technique raised to proficient level."
"First time writing a diary. Extra beginner gift awarded: marrow cleansing and meridian refinement, improving aptitude once."
Seeing this reward, the joy on Ye Xiu's face grew stronger.
In the next moment, a stream of inner energy appeared out of nowhere and merged into his body. The inner energy rapidly circulated inside him, merging with his own shallow inner energy, then settled into his dantian. The extra portion was almost exactly the amount he would need one month to cultivate.
After that, another memory appeared in his mind. In the memory, he kept practicing the sword. Practicing the sword. Practicing the sword. After who knew how long, the Mount Hua Basic Sword Technique, which had just entered beginner level, was raised to proficient level.
Finally came the marrow cleansing and meridian refinement. Ye Xiu only felt a mysterious energy spreading from inside out, covering his entire body. The feeling was strange, even comfortable, as if his whole person had been elevated.
Ye Xiu had already prepared himself for filth bursting from every pore and a terrible smell.
But after the cleansing ended, he found there was no such thing. There was only a very thin layer of sweat on his body. The sweat was slightly sticky. The smell wasn't very pleasant, but it was only like the sour smell after intense exercise. Besides that, his stomach felt a bit uncomfortable.
Ye Xiu went to the latrine, washed himself, and felt much more refreshed.
Afterward, he tried cultivating inner energy again and found that the speed of circulation had almost doubled. Then he practiced sword moves, and they were much more familiar. Even when practicing, it felt more comfortable.
His originally average aptitude had clearly improved a lot after the cleansing. Ye Xiu felt that his cultivation talent now might already be comparable to Linghu Chong's.
Whether it could match Linghu Chong or not, Ye Xiu didn't care that much.
After all, with a cheat like this, who would seriously endure bitter training?
Ye Xiu tossed the sword onto the table and lay down on the bed.
"Sigh. If only there were a phone, it would be perfect."
At the same time, far away in Fujian, Yue Lingshan looked at a black notebook that had suddenly appeared in front of her. On the cover were the two words "Diary." She felt curious. When did this thing appear? And most importantly, it seemed only she could see it. The Second Senior Brother beside her showed no reaction at all.
Yue Lingshan felt itchy with curiosity and carefully opened the diary.