Chapter 1

"La la la, I'm a fairy, I'm a fairy, but I'm just too weak, I was bitten by a rabbit!" The cheerful and carefree song echoed along the mountain path. The tone was light, but the lyrics were rather peculiar.

The singer was a boy of fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a green robe, with a proper appearance and large, lively eyes that revealed a maturity beyond his years.

Indeed, maturity, his eyes often flashed with a worldly light.

"Wang Shidi, is that you? I heard you were bitten by a rabbit. Is your wound better now?!" Just as the boy was singing with great satisfaction, an extremely untimely voice suddenly sounded in his ear. He frowned inwardly and quickly put on a standardized smile.

"It's Lin Shixiong! Thank you for your concern, Shixiong. It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, I'm much better now!"

"We are fellow disciples, so it's only natural to be concerned. But Shidi, you must be more careful next time. If you don't encounter a rabbit demon, but a rat demon or a cat demon, there might not be a beautiful woman to save you again, hahahaha..." Lin Shixiong laughed heartily, his laughter filled with heavy sarcasm.

"You damn bear!" Wang Shidi cursed inwardly, his smile stiffening. Just as he was about to speak, another voice sounded, "Lin Shidi, this is Lianyun Academy, not your Taibai Academy. What brings you here? Are you here just to mock Lianyun Academy?!"

"Shixiong!"

"Jin Shixiong!"

Wang Shidi and Lin Shixiong called out simultaneously. A tall and strong young man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, dressed in a dignified manner and carrying a long sword at his waist, stepped out from the side, exuding a noble and imposing presence.

"Jin Shixiong, you're joking. I was just greeting Wang Shidi, with no intention of mocking at all!" Lin Shixiong laughed awkwardly. Although Wang Shidi was just a minor figure, Jin Ziyang was the senior disciple of Lianyun Academy, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

"Humph!" Jin Shixiong glared at him with a dark expression, then turned to Wang Shidi with a smile, "Shidi, why are you out? Your injuries aren't fully healed yet. If Shifu sees you, she'll worry again!"

"Shixiong, don't blame me. My internal injuries are already healed, it's just a minor external wound, nothing serious!" Wang Shidi smiled, lifting his right hand, which was wrapped in white bandages.

"Alright, don't show it to me!" Seeing Wang Shidi lift his right hand, Jin Shixiong quickly stopped him, "Since you're out, let's go pay respects to Shifu together. Lin Shidi, you came to Lianyun Peak to see our Shifu, right?!"

"Of course, of course. I was sent by my Shifu to invite Uncle Wang for a meeting!" Lin Shixiong smiled, bowing his fists, "I just didn't expect to run into Wang Tong Shidi on the way!"

This was Xiaohanshan, one of the six major cultivation sects in Liangzhou. Wang Tong was the personal disciple of Wang Huai, the head of Lianyun Academy in Xiaohanshan, and a well-known waste.

Why was he called a waste?

Because among the third-generation personal disciples of Xiaohanshan, he was the only one whose cultivation had not reached the Seventh Level of the Mortal Realm.

The Mortal Realm had nine levels, with the first to third levels being the early stage, the fourth to sixth levels the middle stage, and the seventh to ninth levels the late stage. The Seventh Level of the Mortal Realm, or the late stage, was the minimum standard for inner disciples in Xiaohanshan. However, Wang Tong was the only child of a cultivation family in Xiaohanshan, and his elders had some connection with Wang Huai. Through this relationship, Wang Huai took him in, which could be considered a small favor.

However, the cultivation world was a place that highly valued strength. Without strength, even a high status was meaningless. Wang Tong, with his Fifth Level of the Mortal Realm cultivation, enjoyed the treatment of a personal disciple, which naturally aroused jealousy. But because Wang Huai was known for protecting his disciples, and his wife was very fond of Wang Tong, no one dared to cause trouble for him, though they often made sarcastic remarks.

Wang Tong had become accustomed to this. In fact, in the year he had been at Xiaohanshan, he had already reached the point where he could endure insults without reacting.

He treated these sarcastic remarks as mere wind, for a person who had died once, there was nothing more worth celebrating than being reborn, especially in a world of immortals. In this world, immortals were cultivators, those who cultivated to become immortals.

Yes, Wang Tong was a reincarnated soul. The current body was no longer the former Wang Tong, the waste of Xiaohanshan, but another person, or rather, another soul, a fine young man from the 21st century, Lei Hai.

Lei Hai had not been playing online games, had not committed suicide due to a broken heart, had not been struck by lightning for being immoral, or been sucked into a toilet. He had been transported while watching the news. Logically, being transported while watching the news should have led him to a paradise-like world, but how did he end up in this feudal and superstitious world? This was unscientific! Who knew what had happened.

The only thing to be grateful for was that when Lei Hai merged with this body, he also merged with Wang Tong's memories, so he didn't need to pretend to have amnesia. Thus, he became Wang Tong.

After being transported, Lei Hai was actually quite happy when he understood the situation, because this was a cultivation world, and he had been transported into the body of a cultivator. Although this cultivator was a novice, a waste, and a person with very poor talent, he had still cultivated to the point of sensing qi and had a Fifth Level of the Mortal Realm cultivation. Even if he didn't progress further in this life, he could still live to 120 years old. Besides, he was ten years younger than he was before he was transported.

Moreover, in his previous life, Lei Hai had been a person with no burdens, so being transported to this magical world was a huge gain. The only regret was the beautiful and charming secretary who looked like Suginoy Arisa in his previous life.

Through Wang Tong's memories, Lei Hai quickly understood the general picture of this world. Of course, in Wang Tong's memory, this world referred to Liangzhou and the small cultivation world of Liangzhou.

Cultivation referred to the cultivators of this world, who could ride clouds and control flying swords, and achieve immortality. However, these were ideal states, with certain prerequisites. The prerequisite was that you had to have the strength. Without strength, you were nothing, and could only be bullied, like him, who was even bullied by a rabbit.

Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, the rabbit here had no other meaning, it was just a rabbit.

Being bitten by a low-level rabbit demon became a laughingstock throughout Xiaohanshan.

Although his talent and abilities were poor, he was from a cultivation family and had some background. Wang Tong knew more about cultivation basics than many outer disciples.

The cultivation system of this world was very similar to the fictional cultivation systems in Lei Hai's previous life, but with some differences. Cultivation was divided into nine realms: Mortal Realm, Spirit Root Realm, Gengsha Realm, Golden Core Realm, Yuan婴 Realm, Dharmic Body Realm, Divine Sensing Realm, Life Star Realm, and Void Realm. Each realm was further divided into nine levels, with a total of eighty-one levels. According to legend, there were even more powerful realms above the Void Realm, but these were beyond the reach of cultivators in this world.

He was currently just a small cultivator at the Fifth Level of the Mortal Realm, and he didn't think too much about it. In fact, for cultivators in Liangzhou, reaching the Gengsha Realm was already a great fortune. Those who achieved the Golden Core Realm were called ancestors, let alone the higher realms, which were beyond the reach of cultivators in Liangzhou.

The Mortal Realm was just the foundation of cultivation. As the name suggests, it was the realm of mortals. Those at the Mortal Realm level could not be called cultivators, at most they could be called martial arts experts.

Only those who reached the Spirit Root Realm could be called cultivators.

The entire Mortal Realm had nine levels, with the sole purpose of nurturing a spirit root in the body. Once a spirit root was nurtured, one could better sense the purest essence of the universe and absorb it autonomously through the spirit root, rather than just through breathing, which was much more efficient.

Xiaohanshan, as one of the six major sects in Liangzhou, had its most powerful person at the Golden Core Realm, the Grand Elder.

In the cultivation world of Liangzhou, those with cultivation below the Seventh Level of the Mortal Realm could only be outer disciples. Reaching the Seventh Level of the Mortal Realm gave one the chance to compete for the position of personal disciple. Breaking through to the Spirit Root Realm and entering the Spirit Root Realm gave one the chance to compete for the position of true disciple. If one could further advance to the Ninth Level of the Spirit Root Realm and enter the Gengsha Realm, one would become a true disciple and could learn the sect's major techniques.

For someone like Wang Tong, the only cultivation he could practice was the most basic Five Elements Spirit Techniques.

For the current Wang Tong, or Lei Hai, the greatest goal was to enter the Spirit Root Realm.

Entering the Spirit Root Realm was like a leap to the heavens, because at the Mortal Realm level, one could only absorb the essence of the universe through breathing. Once one reached the Spirit Root Realm, the spirit root would autonomously attract the essence of the universe and one could cultivate a sea of consciousness.

What Wang Tong cared about most was that entering the Spirit Root Realm would double his lifespan.

This was true for those who feared death.

However, with Wang Tong's current cultivation and talent, reaching the Spirit Root Realm was like a daydream. Look at him, his talent was poor, his cultivation speed was extremely slow, even cultivating the Fire Spirit True Qi, which was most suitable for his physical condition, was inefficient. His comprehension was poor, and his cultivation was the lowest among the inner disciples. Being bitten by a rabbit was just too embarrassing.

Although it wasn't an ordinary rabbit, but a one-horned grass arrow rabbit, the lowest-level demon beast, this demon beast could only shoot grass arrows and use its horn to attack. Once one reached the Third Level of the Mortal Realm, it posed no threat. Even if it did, if you were hit by a grass arrow, you would just have to accept it. How could you be bitten?

What could a rabbit bite do? Yet, he was seriously injured by it!

This was a joke, a widely spread joke in Xiaohanshan, and now the most popular topic of conversation. Unintentionally, Wang Tong had become a public entertainment star.