Chapter 1

The blood-soaked world was like a painting, ready to seep with fresh blood at any moment.

Su Bai closed his eyes slightly, lying in the pool of blood, his martial attire torn to shreds, hanging on his body like rags.

This was a sea of corpses and blood, with densely packed bodies piled up like mountains.

The surroundings were deathly silent, broken swords and weapons standing in the blood, swaying in the wind.

"Where am I?" A hoarse voice broke the silence as Su Bai got up.

A long sword was planted in the ground beside him, and there was a prominent wound on his chest, the blood already congealed. Su Bai moved slightly, and excruciating pain swept through his body.

"Is this game too realistic?" Su Bai got up, looking at the congealed blood on his chest, muttering to himself.

However, at this moment, fragments of memories began to appear in Su Bai's mind, forming a storm and merging into the depths of his soul.

A wave of dizziness swept over him, and Su Bai fainted again, falling back into the pool of blood.

It wasn't until dusk that Su Bai opened his eyes, gazing at the blood-red world with a slightly dazed look, muttering, "I really did travel through time!"

In his previous life, Su Bai was a college student majoring in mathematics at a certain university. Apart from his enthusiasm for the dizzying mathematical formulas, his only hobby was an online game called "Swordsmen."

Yesterday, after solving some mathematical formulas, Su Bai finally relaxed and spent the whole night playing "Swordsmen," but unfortunately died suddenly.

However, Su Bai never expected that after his sudden death, his soul would travel through time and attach to this dead body.

After the initial shock, Su Bai calmed down.

After a brief fusion of memories, Su Bai had already digested all the memories of this body, which had lived for over a decade. In his memories, he was born into the Langya Sect, and both his parents were elders of the sect.

However, five years after Su Bai's birth, his parents were brutally murdered by their enemies.

Fortunately, his father's senior brother, Bu Jinxian, out of old feelings, raised Su Bai for many years. However, for ten consecutive years, Su Bai failed to cultivate any true qi, let alone condense qi to open his acupoints.

The lack of true qi cultivation indicated how dull his talent was, but in reality, Su Bai's talent was not dull; rather, it could be described as monstrous.

The reason was that Su Bai was born with a shattered dantian, making him a complete waste, unable to cultivate any true qi.

However, this foolish boy heard from somewhere that under the pressure of extreme life and death situations, one could unleash their potential and cultivate true qi.

So, this foolish boy secretly joined the annual blood trial competition of the Langya Sect, without telling Bu Jinxian and others.

The Langya Sect was originally a demonic sect, and due to the sect's rules, it was forbidden to harm fellow disciples within the sect. However, in the blood trial world, there were no such restrictions.

As soon as this foolish boy stepped into the blood trial world, he was directly lured here by his old enemies.

"Damn, even a blind man could see this was a trap, and this foolish boy still jumped in!" Enduring the intense pain in his chest, Su Bai slowly got up, looking around at the sea of corpses and blood, densely packed.

Seeing this scene, Su Bai was not afraid but rather felt somewhat accustomed to it, even suspecting that he might be a bit abnormal for not reacting to it.

"Seeing these scenes in the virtual game 'Swordsmen' so often, it seems my nerves have become numb!" Su Bai muttered, "But, this boy really lived a miserable life!"

"Now that I have taken over this body, those people will definitely not let me go, thinking I am Su Bai."

"Sitting around waiting to die is not my style; I might as well take the initiative."

"Unfortunately, this body has no true qi at all. In the blood trial competition, thousands of martial artists enter, and only when the last hundred survivors remain can the entrance to the outside world be reopened."

"Perhaps I should find a place to hide?" Su Bai clenched his hands, thinking this might be the best strategy for now.

The overwhelming stench of blood made Su Bai feel dizzy, and the weakness in his body made him fall to the ground again.

"Indeed, the world of martial arts is mysterious. If I had lost so much blood in my previous life, I would have died from blood loss, but now I can still maintain a clear mind."

"Unfortunately, the injuries on my body are still a problem." Su Bai held the wound on his chest, his left hand gripping the sword on the ground, and his body suddenly felt heavy: "So heavy!"

Clang! The ancient-looking sword was just lifted, and Su Bai's body swayed, the sword falling again, piercing a corpse, blood splattering everywhere.

The sword was extremely sharp, piercing into the head of the corpse.

Blood splattered all over Su Bai, but he was unaware, immersed in a sudden voice in his mind: "Congratulations, host has obtained 5 points!"

"Points?" Su Bai's expression changed, and he burst into laughter. Familiar with the game "Swordsmen" from his previous life, he knew exactly what these points meant.

"Swordsmen main system is scanning the host. Does the host accept?" A cold voice echoed in Su Bai's mind. Without hesitation, Su Bai thought, "Accept!"

A warm force suddenly appeared in Su Bai's body, making him feel enveloped in warmth.

This feeling did not last long. After a moment, the cold voice echoed again: "Host Su Bai, 15 years old, level 4 of the Dao Entry stage, physical constitution: low!"

"Skill scan initiated!" The cold voice continued: "Host has mastered a low-level sword technique, Mountain Breaking Sword Style, and a human-level cultivation method, Sword Demon Classic."

"Scan complete. Host's talent: high, physical constitution: low, martial arts foundation: high!"

The cold voice echoed in Su Bai's mind, but he fell into deep thought: "It seems the game system from my previous life has come with me!"

To verify his guess, Su Bai sat down and closed his eyes.

Having fused with the memories of this body, Su Bai was not unfamiliar with the path of cultivation. "This body has not condensed true qi, but the foundation of martial arts is solid."

"The Dao Entry, Qi Condensation, Heaven's Gang, and Innate stages are the four realms of martial arts. The Dao Entry stage is divided into nine levels. This body once reached the ninth level of the Dao Entry stage, but due to the shattered dantian, it could not condense qi to open acupoints. Inappropriate cultivation methods further damaged the flesh, causing the cultivation to drop to the fourth level of the Dao Entry stage." Su Bai muttered. As the Sword Demon Classic circulated, a warm force appeared in the shattered dantian, merging into the flesh.

This feeling did not last long, just a few breaths. The cold voice echoed again: "Host's points have been consumed!"

Su Bai opened his eyes, his pale face showing a hint of color. "It seems this system is indeed the system from the game 'Swordsmen' in my previous life. The cultivation method is the same, but the levels have changed."

"What if the dantian is shattered? As long as I have this 'Swordsmen' system, with enough points, condensing qi to open acupoints is not a problem."

"Five points are only enough for five minutes of cultivation. If I were in the game, I could go to the training area to earn points, but where can I find a training area now?"

Suddenly, Su Bai's expression changed, looking at the blood-soaked corpse beside him. "When the sword fell and pierced this corpse, I gained points."

Getting up, Su Bai felt a bit more strength, and he pulled out the heavy sword with both hands.

The sword was three feet long, with an ancient design, and a layer of animal skin wrapped around the hilt.

Looking around, Su Bai saw a sea of corpses, with blood pooling into a lake.

Dragging the heavy sword, Su Bai staggered forward, finding an intact corpse and stabbing it without hesitation.

The sword was incredibly sharp, piercing through the skull, and brain matter splattered.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, Su Bai took a step forward, but his frown deepened. "After ten corpses, the system only gave me ten points!"

Squatting down, Su Bai placed his left hand on a corpse's heart, feeling it beat.

"There's a heartbeat; it's not dead yet." Standing up, Su Bai gripped the sword with both hands, lifted it, and stabbed it into the corpse's heart with force. Blood gushed out, but Su Bai paid no attention, waiting for the cold voice.

"Congratulations, host has obtained five points!" The cold voice echoed, and a rare smile appeared on Su Bai's face: "Indeed, only by killing the living can I gain points."

Looking around at the blood-red world, even the sky was blood-red.

The blood trial world was created by supreme beings, and besides the Langya Sect, other sects also entered this world.

Earlier, the disciples of the two sects were fighting here, and Su Bai was lured here by the Langya Sect's disciples. The result was clear: the city gate was on fire, and the fish in the pond suffered.

"Those who practice martial arts, even if severely injured, will not die immediately but will retain a breath of life."

"The system considers these people as training monsters that can earn points. Hehe!" Su Bai smiled, looking at the ground covered with corpses, a glint of bloodlust in his eyes.