"What a load of crap about the divine favor of heaven and being the world's top sect! It's all lies! All deceit!"

"I really fell for your words, actually believing your sweet talk. How could I be so stupid? Why did I ever become your disciple?"

On the back hill of the Qianyuan Sect, in front of a bald, desolate grave mound.

Lu Beiming, dressed in threadbare clothes, was sobbing uncontrollably. The louder he yelled, the greater his feeling of grievance grew.

No one had any idea what he had gone through in the past fifteen years!

Yes, Lu Beiming was a transmigrant. A transmigrant who had received no divine favor for fifteen years.

Lu Beiming was just a struggling worker, going back and forth between the same two places every day, fifteen years prior.

Though his life was calm, monotonous, devoid of any sparks, for Lu Beiming, it was full of hope.

He often fantasized about the day when he would save enough money to retire instantly and indulge in a unique life experience!

But this dream was shattered due to a heroic act!

One day, while he was passing over the Sea-Crossing Bridge, he heard desperate calls for help, someone had fallen into the water!

Without a second thought, he jumped in to save the person. Whether the person was saved or not, he himself ended up in danger.

When he opened his eyes again, he arrived in this bizarre and incredible world.

The Nine Profound Continent.

The Land of Barbarians.

The vast and mysterious land of Tianming.

It is exactly where Lu Beiming resides!

This is a world that seems as if it leapt right out of a myth.

Here, everyone can practice cultivation; every individual, a cultivator.

And for this very reason, it is also a world fraught with peril.

When Lu Beiming first came to this world, he saw with his own eyes a powerful demon master from the demon realm revealing its true form; its massive form covering the skies like a dark umbrella. With just one open wide of its gigantic foul mouth, a prosperous and bustling city was reduced to a ghost town.

He had also seen human cultivators casually chatting as they moved mountains and drained seas, their swords slashing stars, appearing to do so effortlessly.

Once, he even witnessed the miraculous feat of countless swords from all directions being summoned instantly at the utterance of one word — "Come."

Everything in the vast and mysterious land of Tianming greatly captivated Lu Beiming.

However, it didn’t take long before despair permeated deep within Lu Beiming.

He initially thought he would become like the protagonists in various novels - the Chosen One of this world, a cultivation prodigy whose name would shake the heavens.

Or if not, at the very least, he would have some cheat-like ability or object in his possession, activating a golden finger that would enable him to reach the pinnacle of life.

However, no matter how much Lu Beiming explored himself, he always came to the same conclusion.

That here, in this bizarre and fantastical world, he was merely an ordinary person...as ordinary as they come!

Anything associated with a golden finger or unique talent had absolutely nothing to do with him!

Is this fair?

After being hit hard, Lu Beiming used up five long years, crazily proving himself that he was not a waste.

However, all of it ended up in vain!

Just when he was devastated, planning to settle as an ordinary person, he suddenly met an old man five years ago.

The old man was dressed in tattered clothes, but he looked quite elegant and untamed. The first sentence he said upon seeing him became a classic quote.

"Young man, I see you with a full brow and a dragon-like posture, truly one in ten thousand, a unique talent with the divine light shining from the Baihui acupoint on your head. If you could cultivate to success, even a great emperor would not be worth mentioning!"

"I am the 107th generation sect master of Qian Yuan Sect. Would you like to acknowledge me as your master?"

After five years of devastation, Lu Beiming was close to giving up.

However, after hearing what the old man had to say, he began to feel restless again.

Has his opportunity finally arrived?

Almost without thinking, he immediately agreed.

However, only after acknowledging his master did he learn that the old man was seriously injured. Not only could he not pass on any martial arts to him, but even flying with a sword was impossible. They had to walk back to the sect gate!

Throughout the journey, Lu Beiming served tea and water, looked after him with heartfelt care, fearing that the newly acknowledged master might pass away before even teaching him any skills.

By the time they finally reached the foot of the mountain where the Qian Yuan Sect was located, before Lu Beiming could even feel the joy, the thing he feared the most happened.

His master couldn't hold on, he was about to pass away!

Fortunately, before his death, he made special mention to pass the sect leader's position to Lu Beiming.

Thus, Lu Beiming became the 108th sect leader of the Qianyuan Sect.

Being naive, he thought his peak moment was finally about to come.

Who would have thought, by the time he got to the gate, he was completely dumbfounded.

The so-called Qianyuan Sect was not a renowned school at all, not even a small sect could be considered as.

In short, what Lu Beiming saw was nothing but a scene of ruins! There wasn't even a single living person!

Lu Beiming was almost brought to tears on the spot.

What kind of a darn opportunity was this?

Moreover, the Qianyuan Sect was located in the savage mountains, he, an ordinary man, was totally not able to get out now.

Left with no choice, Lu Beiming could only choose to live in seclusion here, and this seclusion lasted for ten years!

"Old liar, you really made me suffer!"

"I even addressed you as my master, is this how you treat me?"

"Gurgle..."

In the midst of his cries, a wave of hunger struck, and Lu Beiming could only glare at the grave mound in front of him, before stumbling off to prepare food.

"Ding!"

Just as he was about to get up, a crisp sound suddenly resonated within his mind.

Following that, the mechanical tone he had anticipated for fifteen years gradually rose.

"Ding! The system's energy replenishment is complete, with a duration of fifteen years..."

"Ding! The Ultimate Sect Support System has been activated, successfully linked to the host!"

"Ding! The host's information is being queried..."

Hearing these lines, Lu BeiMing's eyes, which had been devoid of any spirit for a long time, suddenly lit up.

Before the system's voice could finish, Lu Bei Ming, seemingly crazed, exclaimed, "A system? Is it really a system? Have I truly gained a golden thumb?"

"Damned system, do you know how I survived these fifteen years? Do you know that I've waited for this day for a whole fifteen years, do you know how much I've suffered?"

"Why didn't you appear sooner if you exist?"

Hearing Lu BeiMing's complaints, the system spoke, sounding somewhat regretful, "I apologize, host. The system has been charging energy and self-repairing due to external influences during the crossing."

Upon hearing this, Lu BeiMing was taken aback, "Crossing? Are you saying you've been around since fifteen years ago?"

"That's correct. It's because the host carries the system that the crossing channel was activated at the brink of death..."

"Damn it! Couldn't you have made a peep during these fifteen years?"

Seemingly shattered, Lu BeiMing broke into a tirade.

As if sensing Lu BeiMing's anger, the system paused for a while and then said, "Considering the grievances the host has suffered for fifteen years, this system can provide a corresponding compensation..."

True to his money-loving nature, Lu Beiming was instantly pacified at the mention of 'compensation.'

"The system is able to compensate the host with a cultivation of fifteen years, reaching the Emperor level!"

Emperor level!

It’s not just in the Tianming wilderness, even in the Jiuxuan Continent, this is like hitting the ceiling; it’s as far as one can go in cultivation.

"What does this mean?" Lu Beiming couldn't believe it.

Could he actually ascend to the top in one step?

Hearing his disbelief, the system thought he wasn't satisfied. After a brief pause, it said: "On top of the cultivation level of the Emperor, the system can also compensate the host with a unique heavenly treasure - the Hunyuan Sword."

"I don’t know if the host is satisfied. This is the biggest concession the system can make."

Hearing this, Lu Beiming’s heart bloomed with joy.

His long wait of fifteen years has not only earned him the cultivation equivalent to the Emperor level, but he could also possess a unique heavenly treasure. He even found it to be a profitable deal just thinking about it!

"Satisfied! Very satisfied!"