All-People Game: As a Sword Cultivator, All I Can Do is Fly with a Sword

"A thousand years ago..."

Li Jin's gaze lingered on the so-called sword-testing stone for a long time.

[Item: Unnamed Boulder]

[Description: An ordinary stone, engraved with the words of a tourist from eight hundred years ago—Wang Ergou was here.]

"..."

Shen Te Yao Wang Er Gou was here.

So the Sword Testing Stone, which the predecessors of Qingsong Temple have studied for so many years and which has even been revered as a sacred object, is just ancient graffiti.

As that mysterious feeling dissipated, Li Jin felt utterly speechless.

The gamified world gave him a unique perspective, but also ruthlessly shattered many of his preconceived notions.

When~

Just then, the magnificent sound of the bell rang again deep within his mind.

Li Jin turned to look at the battle in the center of the square.

This time, it's different.

What was originally an ordinary fight in his eyes has now undergone a dramatic change.

Time seemed to slow down countless times.

Every palm strike Zhao Gang made and every punch Chen An threw left a faint trail in the air.

Those intertwined trajectories actually formed glowing nodes.

Suddenly, several bright spots of light splashed out from the two people's movements and hovered in mid-air.

That's... a skill?

As if possessed, Li Jin stretched out her consciousness and touched one of the golden spots of light.

That was Zhao Hu's Golden Snake Palm technique.

A flood of information rushed into Li Jin's mind.

Human meridian diagrams, power generation techniques, breathing frequency, and the direction of force...

It was as if someone had forcibly inserted the essence of this palm technique into his memory.

"Hmm."

Li Jin's face turned deathly pale.

A severe headache struck, accompanied by a sharp ringing in my ears, as if my brain was overloaded.

He quickly severed his connection with the light, staggered backward, and grabbed the iron sign behind him to keep from falling.

The world before my eyes returned to its normal colors, and those strange specks of light disappeared.

In the arena, the battle was nearing its end.

Chen An punched Zhao Hu in the chest.

Zhao Hu was struck dumb, staggering back seven or eight steps before collapsing to the ground. His face turned pale and then flushed, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"You flatter me." Chen An clasped his hands in a fist salute, his demeanor calm and composed, displaying the poise of a prestigious sect.

The surrounding tourists erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers, while the chat room of the internet celebrity Zhao Hu was already exploding with comments.

Xuan Chengzi yawned, unsurprised by the result. He was about to turn back to the main hall to continue looking at his donation box when he caught sight of Li Jin, whose face was extremely pale.

He walked a few steps to Li Jin's side and placed his hand on Li Jin's wrist.

Xuan Chengzi felt Li Jin's pulse and said in confusion, "His pulse is steady, he doesn't seem sick, but he looks like he's lost his soul."

The exertion I just experienced was too great; I can barely stand up now.

Li Jin said weakly, "I'm just a little dizzy, nothing serious."

Xuan Chengzi withdrew his hand and beckoned to the Taoist beside him: "Qingyun, help Li Jin back to his room to rest and pour him a cup of hot water."

"Yes, Abbot." The Taoist named Qingyun hurriedly ran over and helped Li Jin walk towards the backyard.

Li Jin leaned on Qingyun's shoulder, glanced back at the internet celebrity martial artist being helped up by his companions in the arena, and felt a turmoil in his heart.

I can also do the Golden Snake Palm now?

……

……

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away.

Guangzong Province, Yunyue District, main urban area.

This is a bustling, modern metropolis, with towering buildings and a constant flow of traffic.

In a secluded back alley in the city center, the air is filled with the mixed smells of restaurant fumes and garbage.

A beam of white light descended from the sky without warning, coalescing into a human figure deep within the alley.

As the light faded, a young man with delicate features, dressed in rough linen clothes but with unusually cold eyes, appeared in the spot.

Unlike other new players who excitedly shouted and yelled, he didn't curiously look around.

He simply raised his hands slowly, clenched his fists, felt the real touch of this body, and then closed his eyes.

"I'm back..."

Memories of her previous life flooded back like a tide.

"The Eternal Way" is more than just a game.

When the game progresses to version 3.0, "The Collapse of Mountains and Rivers," the two worlds will be completely merged.

The cultivation levels, techniques, monsters, and even the lofty immortals in the game will all come to life.

It was a catastrophe, but also an opportunity.

In his previous life, he entered the game too late, and despite his best efforts, he was only a minor cultivator at the Golden Core stage.

In an era when Nascent Soul cultivators were everywhere and Deity Transformation cultivators were as common as dogs, he was like an ant, struggling to survive in the cracks.

In the end, he did not die in the mouth of a ferocious monster, nor under the sword of a demonic cultivator.

Instead, he died at the hands of a self-proclaimed master from a prestigious and righteous sect.

Just because he accidentally obtained a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, that hypocritical fellow accused him of colluding with the demonic path, killed him with a single sword strike, and stole the treasure.

The feeling of that cold sword blade piercing his heart still sends shivers down his spine.

"In this life, I will never repeat the same mistakes."

Jiang Yuzhi took a deep breath, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a wolf-like ruthlessness.

With a thought, he summoned his attribute panel.

Name: Jiang Yuzhi

Race: Human

[Level: 1 (Mortal)]

[HP: 10/10]

[Power: 0/0]

[Spiritual Power: 0/0]

[Talent: Seeking Plum Blossoms in the Snow (Increases Agility)]

[Technique: None]

[Skills: None]

The most basic, blank attributes, apart from talent, have nothing special about them.

But he didn't panic.

Because his mind is filled with future game strategies.

He knew where the hidden treasure chests were, which NPCs would issue legendary quests, and which cultivation techniques were best suited for rapid early-game progression.

The surrounding players were still shouting excitedly; some were touching the lampposts by the roadside, some were trying to attack passersby, and others were talking to thin air.

"Wow! The texture is so realistic!"

"Beautiful female NPC! Can I add you on WeChat?"

Why doesn't this game have auto-pathfinding?

Passersby looked at these strangely behaving people with disdain, as if they were mentally challenged, and then all went around them.

Jiang Yuzhi ignored those novice players.

time is life.

It's the first day of the game's launch, a crucial period for widening the gap between players.

His target was an inconspicuous martial arts school nearby.

The owner of that martial arts school was actually a reclusive grandmaster of martial arts.

Moreover, the master of the martial arts school possessed a fragment of a martial arts manual called the White Crane Heavenly Skill.

Although it is only a fragment, it can enhance the player's strength and physique, laying a solid foundation for future cultivation of immortality.

Jiang Yuzhi walked through the bustling commercial street and turned into several somewhat dilapidated alleys.

Finally, he stopped in front of a vermilion gate.

The gate was tightly closed, making the place appear somewhat desolate.

Jiang Yuzhi straightened his clothes and went forward to knock on the door knocker.

Knock knock knock.

A moment later, the door creaked open a crack.

A boy dressed in a white training uniform, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, peeked out and looked at Jiang Yuzhi warily.

"We're not accepting students today. The owner went to buy groceries. Please come back another day."

The boy was about to close the door after he finished speaking.

Jiang Yuzhi quickly reached out to block the crack in the door, a seemingly honest but actually calculating smile on his face.

"Little master, I'm not here to register."

"I'm here to challenge them."

The boy was stunned.

He looked Jiang Yuzhi up and down, his thin arms and legs slender, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"You? Trying to challenge us?"

Jiang Yuzhi nodded, his eyes resolute.

Of course he can't beat them.

But he knew that this martial arts school had a strange rule.

As long as someone dares to challenge the master, the master will meet with them regardless of whether they win or lose.

Once he meets the owner of the museum, he is confident that he can persuade the owner to accept him, based on the information he has from his previous life.

"Yes, we're here to challenge them!" Jiang Yuzhi exclaimed loudly. "I've heard that the White Crane Spreads Wings technique from the White Crane Martial Arts School is unparalleled, so I've come to learn from them!"

The boy rolled his eyes, then opened the door and pointed to the open space in the middle of the yard.

"Fine, if you want to get beaten up, then come in."

"But let me make it clear first, you'll have to pay for your own medical expenses."

Jiang Yuzhi stepped into the courtyard.

The moment he stepped into the martial arts gym, a system notification sounded in his ear.

[Hint: You have triggered the hidden storyline "Martial Arts Hall Showdown".]

Jiang Yuzhi's lips curled up slightly.

The first step was a success.