Holding the Sword to Carry Away Senior Sister (Transmigration) - Chapter 1

“Achoo!”

When Fu Yan woke up groggily from her dream, she could not help but let out a huge sneeze. Perhaps because the movement was a little too big, she felt her entire body jolt from it.

Reaching up to rub her nose, Fu Yan finally realized that her whole body was ice-cold, as if she had just been pulled out of a refrigerator.

“Why is it so cold? Where’s my blanket?”

With no time to think too much, Fu Yan hurriedly rubbed her arms and legs with all her might, trying to warm herself up as quickly as possible.

But before she had even rubbed for half a minute, Fu Yan finally realized something was wrong. This place did not seem to be her room. She quickly looked around, and the sight that entered her eyes successfully gave her a fright.

“Oh my god, where is this?”

All around her were shabby, dilapidated structures. In the very center of the room stood a Buddha statue with one arm broken off. It was covered in cobwebs, and no matter how she looked at it, this place seemed like an abandoned little temple.

At this moment, Fu Yan was lying on a pile of straw beneath the Buddha statue. In front of her was a campfire that was about to burn out, with only the faintest bit of warmth left.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Fu Yan’s first reaction was—had she been kidnapped?

She clearly remembered sleeping perfectly fine at home last night. How had she woken up kidnapped? Fine, forget being thrown out in the wilderness, but couldn’t that wicked kidnapper at least have brought her blanket along too?

They had nearly made her freeze to death alive.

Just as Fu Yan felt the urge to start cursing someone out, a sharp pain suddenly tore through her mind. Then, something rapidly flooded in.

Fu Yan sat blankly on the straw pile for half an hour before she finally had no choice but to accept one fact.

She had not been kidnapped.

Instead—

She had transmigrated into a book!!!

Recently, a cultivation novel called Seeking the Dao of Immortality had swept through the major rankings on the male-oriented fiction sites. Fu Yan had clicked into it because of its reputation, and after reading two hundred chapters in one breath, she had to admit that the author’s pacing was excellent. It was hot-blooded and incredibly satisfying.

However, after the male lead’s second wife appeared, Fu Yan belatedly realized that this was actually yet another harem novel!

Fu Yan, who had suddenly stepped on a landmine, felt thoroughly disgusted. After viciously cursing the author and the male lead in her heart, she immediately dropped the novel at lightning speed.

But the reality now was that, as luck would have it—or rather, as rotten luck would have it—Fu Yan had transmigrated into this cultivation novel, Seeking the Dao of Immortality.

Fu Yan: “Fuck—beep—”

The only lucky thing was probably that Fu Yan had not transmigrated into one of the male lead’s harem members. Otherwise, she would definitely have smashed her head into a wall and ended it. However, she had not transmigrated into some villain or vicious female supporting character either.

Instead, she had become a passerby character with the exact same name as her.

That was right. She had transmigrated into a nameless passerby in Seeking the Dao of Immortality, someone who had never even shown her face in the story. This passerby, Fu Yan, was an outer disciple of the Shuiling Sect.

And as far as she knew, the Shuiling Sect would eventually be wiped out by the male lead single-handedly.

This…

For a moment, Fu Yan did not know whether she should be happy or worried.

After digesting the fact that she had transmigrated into a book, Fu Yan could not help but let out a sorrowful sigh. Since this matter was already set in stone, she could only uphold the mindset of “since I’m here, I might as well settle in.”

Once she calmed down, Fu Yan had no choice but to sort through the original owner’s memories again and again.

Simply put, she—Fu Yan—was barely sixteen years old this year. She came from an ordinary background, and her cultivation aptitude was also entirely unremarkable. She had entered the Shuiling Sect five years ago and only became an official outer disciple of the sect two years ago.

As for her cultivation, she had been stuck at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment for more than half a year. As expected, she really was… perfectly average in aptitude, so ordinary that nothing about her could be more ordinary.

Fu Yan thought that the character setting of “passerby A” truly had not deceived her.

In this novel world, the first step of immortal cultivation was the Foundation Establishment stage, which was divided into nine levels. After that came the opening of the qi sea and stepping into the Illumination stage. The realms that followed were then divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and great perfection.

However, in truth, a cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment stage could not even be considered truly stepping onto the path of cultivation. From ancient times to the present, for mortals, cultivating immortality had always meant going against the heavens. It was extremely difficult.

For cultivators, only by drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, opening a qi sea within oneself, transforming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into true essence for one’s own use, and stepping into the Illumination stage could one be considered a true cultivator.

But opening a qi sea—how could that be easy?

Countless cultivators with mediocre aptitude spent their entire lives unable to successfully open their qi seas or step into the Illumination stage. Their cultivation would forever remain at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

It could be said that opening the qi sea was the filter that allowed one to truly step onto the path of cultivation, shutting countless people with mediocre aptitude outside the gates, leaving them able to see it but never reach it.

The original owner’s cultivation had already been stuck at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment for more than half a year, with no sign of breaking through. Naturally, the original owner had been unwilling to accept this, so she had taken on a sect mission and gone down the mountain to gain experience.

After all, aside from comprehending the Dao, real combat experience was especially important for cultivation.

But for some unknown reason, on the way down the mountain, the original owner had constantly felt cold all over. In the end, she had frozen to death in this deserted, broken-down temple, which was how Fu Yan had been able to transmigrate into the book.

“…”

After briefly sorting through the original owner’s memories, then thinking back to the contents of Seeking the Dao of Immortality, Fu Yan could roughly calculate the current timeline.

Right now, the male lead had probably only obtained his golden finger not too long ago and had not yet begun to shine. His cultivation might not even be as high as her current ninth level of Foundation Establishment. As for the Shuiling Sect being wiped out, that would only happen several years later.

“Forget it. In any case, my appearance doesn’t conflict with the male lead’s storyline at all, so there’s nothing much to worry about.” After thinking for a moment, Fu Yan could not help muttering to herself.

Since she had transmigrated into a cultivation novel, then naturally, she needed to cultivate. In a world like this, where human lives were as insignificant as ants, Fu Yan knew very well that only enough strength could protect oneself. This was an eternal, unchanging truth.

As for the male lead, Fu Yan could not be bothered to care about him anymore. The male lead had the protagonist’s halo and a massive golden finger. She definitely would not run over and become some cannon fodder.

As for taking advantage of the fact that the male lead had not grown strong yet to hug his thigh, Fu Yan had no such intention either. After all, the male lead was going to collect a harem later. If she ran over to hug his thigh, wouldn’t that be the same as becoming part of his harem?

Just thinking of that scene made Fu Yan feel goosebumps rise all over her body.

After making up her mind, Fu Yan finally relaxed quite a bit. She slowly climbed up from the straw pile. Her ice-cold body had finally begun to warm up by now.

Outside the window, the edge of the sky had already turned pale like a fish’s belly. It seemed dawn was about to break. The campfire in the broken temple had finally gone out as well, and very soon, there was not the slightest bit of warmth left.

Perhaps because she had only just transmigrated into this body, after Fu Yan got up and walked a couple of steps, she still felt that her limbs were a little stiff. To quickly adapt to this body, she began doing a set of broadcast calisthenics inside the broken temple.

“One, two, three, four…”

“Two, two, three, four…”

“…”

Naturally, Fu Yan, who was panting from all the exercise, did not notice that at this moment, someone was flying on a sword above the broken temple. As that person passed by, they could not help slowing down.

This person was none other than Bai Yueli, an inner disciple of the Shuiling Sect.

Bai Yueli had been in seclusion cultivating for two months. As soon as she came out, she had wanted to go down the mountain for a walk, only to unexpectedly see this scene inside the broken temple.

For Bai Yueli, whose cultivation had already reached the late Illumination stage, even though she had not deliberately probed her surroundings, the image of Fu Yan doing broadcast calisthenics in the broken temple still entered her line of sight.

The dance Fu Yan was doing was something Bai Yueli had never seen before. She could not help finding it rather novel, which was why she stopped and took a closer look.

“This dance… is actually quite interesting.” Bai Yueli could not hold back. Looking at Fu Yan inside the broken temple, she found it a little amusing despite herself.

At that thought, the wooden identity token tied at Fu Yan’s waist entered Bai Yueli’s sight.

“Fu… Yan? So she is an outer disciple of my Shuiling Sect. What a pity that her aptitude is a little mediocre.”

After saying that, Bai Yueli could not help shaking her head.

Naturally, she could see Fu Yan’s cultivation level at a glance. Although Fu Yan had already reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, there was no sign of any breakthrough. If she had no fortunate encounter, it would probably be very difficult for her to successfully open her qi sea and step into the Illumination stage.

On the path of cultivation, opportunities had always been something one could only encounter by chance, never seek by force.

Fu Yan inside the broken temple seemed to have grown tired from dancing and stopped to rest. Bai Yueli above did not think too much of it. Very soon, she flew away from the area on her sword.

“Phew, I’m exhausted!”

Fu Yan had no idea that someone had secretly watched her doing broadcast calisthenics. At this moment, she was already so tired that she was gasping for breath.

Fortunately, she finally felt some life return to her whole body. Her limbs moved much more smoothly now, and her entire person felt more energized.

However, to adapt to the body better, after resting for a while, Fu Yan repeated the routine again. It was not until the sun had risen high that she finally prepared to leave this broken temple.

After tidying herself up, Fu Yan picked up the original owner’s iron sword and walked out of the broken temple.

“Let me see. For this training trip down the mountain, what sect mission did the original owner accept?”

As she spoke, Fu Yan took the sect mission guide out from her robes.

It turned out that fifteen hundred li east of the Shuiling Sect, there was a place called Heiquan Town. Recently, it was said that an infamous lecherous thief had appeared there, causing all the women in the entire town to be afraid of going out easily, terrified that if they were not careful, they would be abducted by that lecherous thief.

Because of this shameless lecherous thief, the whole of Heiquan Town was now somewhat gripped by panic.

It was precisely because of this that they had sent someone to ask the nearest Shuiling Sect for help, hoping someone could come and help them get rid of this lecherous thief.

Seeing this, Fu Yan could not help twitching the corner of her mouth.

“Even in the setting of a cultivation novel like this, there’s actually still this kind of shameless lecherous thief.”

According to the information the Shuiling Sect had obtained, this lecherous thief’s cultivation was probably around the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. He had not opened his qi sea or stepped into the Illumination stage, so this mission had been given to the outer disciples as training.

The original owner’s cultivation was also at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment right now, and she just happened to need to clash and fight against someone at the same level. That was why she had accepted this mission without hesitation.

Overall, this mission was not particularly difficult, so the original owner had not chosen to form a team with fellow disciples. Instead, she had come alone.

Put in modern terms, a lecherous thief was nothing less than an outright rapist, and the kind of people Fu Yan hated most in her daily life were exactly these people.

“Fine. A lecherous thief, is it? Then you can be the first whetstone I face after transmigrating here.”

Fu Yan put away the sect mission guide and slowly spoke with a smile.