“Oh my god, host, host, wake up! If you don’t wake up, I’ll have to electrocute you!”
Xiao Jinqi jolted upright as if rising from his deathbed. “Stupid system, why are you electrocuting me? I haven’t done anything!”
“Really? Then open your eyes wide and see who’s lying next to you?!” the system said eerily.
Xiao Jinqi focused his gaze: Hiss, this handsome man looks so familiar. Damn, isn’t that that fake Yan Yuheng?
Wait, wasn’t I fighting that fifth-tier Blazing Thundercloud Beast inside the Secret Realm? Why am I still lying here?
“That’s right, host, you didn’t remember wrong. But at that time, you only temporarily knocked out the Blazing Thundercloud Beast—it wasn’t dead yet. While you and Yan Yuheng were arguing, the Thundercloud Beast self-destructed, and the explosion’s impact knocked both of you unconscious…” Three black lines appeared on the system’s electronic cat face.
“That can’t be right. Isn’t the Blazing Thundercloud Beast only fifth-tier? Didn’t Yan Yuheng claim to be the number one Golden Core cultivator? Couldn’t he defeat a fifth-tier demon beast?”
“Yes, host, he could have originally defeated it. Unfortunately, before that, he was bitten by a sixth-tier Soul-Devouring Flood Dragon while trying to obtain the Crimson Pearl Flower. He was already at the end of his rope. When the Thundercloud Beast self-destructed, he didn’t have time to react and happened to be protecting you, so both of you were blasted away together.”
After hearing this, Xiao Jinqi was also speechless. “Well done, Yan Yuheng, you’re even more useless than me, a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator!”
“Host, host, stop complaining. The urgent matter now is to wake Yan Yuheng up first!”
“Why should I save him when he’s so annoying?!”
“Because you can’t get out anymore!” the system said angrily.
“What?!”
Hearing this, Xiao Jinqi seemed as if struck by lightning, unable to regain his senses for a long time.
“I don’t believe it… I don’t believe it…”
Xiao Jinqi muttered while taking out his Teleportation Token. His cheap father had said that crushing it would teleport him out.
“Host, give up. You’ve been unconscious for three days and three nights. It’s long past the exit time. Look, there’s no energy fluctuation on the Teleportation Token at all. Crushing it now is useless,” the system said sarcastically from the side.
This Secret Realm was created by an ancient Space Cultivator, Leng Lingyuan, before his Ascension. It is vast, spanning about eighty thousand li from east to west and fifty thousand li from north to south. The outer area of the Secret Realm is filled with spiritual herbs, while the central region has towering ancient trees and continuous mountain ranges. There are many low-tier demon beasts here, making it suitable for disciples of sects to train.
On the fifth day after Xiao Jinqi transmigrated, he encountered the day the Lingyuan Secret Realm opened. Yes, transmigration. In the modern world, Xiao Jinqi was an ordinary office worker. After reaching adulthood, he worked himself to the bone to buy a small studio apartment. He died from lack of oxygen in the bathroom. Because the bathroom in his small studio was too cramped, and he didn’t open the window while showering, the air inside couldn’t circulate. When the steam rose, everything went black before his eyes, and he collapsed in the bathroom. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Cultivation World.
38 days ago.
“Detected that the host has regained consciousness. System binding successful. Hello, host, I am the seventeenth-generation system from the Cosmic Group, serial number 89747.” A virtual blue panel appeared before Xiao Jinqi’s eyes, as if he were wearing VR glasses. A cat-shaped intelligent entity swayed playfully on the panel.
“89747? What’s your relationship with 89757?”
The system hadn’t expected its host to know about this. “Oh, he’s a smart robot product from our company.”
Xiao Jinqi’s mouth twitched. He had just been making things up on the spot, never expecting the system to be so foolish—no, so honest—spilling everything he asked. Truly, artificial intelligence still couldn’t replace humans.
“Alright, tell me, why did you bind with me?”
“It’s like this: Our Universal Group comes from a future billions of years from now. In that future, we discovered something strange—some one-dimensional and two-dimensional virtual worlds like novels and comics actually transformed into three-dimensional realities. Our systems are responsible for traveling through these worlds to collect energy and search for patterns in dimensional shifts. The Villain’s Counterattack System, as the name suggests, means you need to successfully counterattack in this small world. Our system needs to test whether the outcomes of these worlds can be altered by an individual’s actions. Each successful counterattack earns you a certain number of points. All you need to do is complete the villain’s counterattack mission and rewrite the villain’s fate. In return, you’ll gain full usage rights to this body.”
This was highly tempting for Xiao Jinqi, as he hadn’t lived enough and didn’t want to die just like that.
“What about the original owner of this body?” He had principles and couldn’t bring himself to commit soul seizure.
“He made a deal with my colleague and went to another world to complete missions.”
“Wow, impressive! So that’s how it works!”
“Then let’s begin!”
“Host, are you ready to receive memory transmission?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, memory transmission in progress. Approximately 58 seconds remaining…”