Chapter 1: A New World

Pain! It hurts so much! It felt as though a drill was boring into his brain! Mu Yanxin forced his eyes open. Darkness surrounded him, and he seemed to be lying in a cave filled with metallic shards.

Where exactly am I? What happened? Mu Yanxin struggled to recall everything that had occurred.

He was the Long Elder’s Son of the Magnificent Truth Sect in the Donghua Continent. Possessing a Heavenly Spiritual Root and a Three Element Sword Body, he was a renowned Prodigy of Heaven.

He achieved Hundred Day Foundation Establishment, reached Core Formation at the age of seven, and advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage by sixteen.

The path that countless cultivators could not finish in a lifetime, he had completed as a youth.

Although this was inseparable from the countless Elixirs and resources provided by his family and Sect—allowing him to enjoy the highest grade Spirit Vein and practice the Magnificent Truth Sect’s Core Martial Art.

The fact that Mu Yanxin could achieve Nascent Soul Formation at sixteen was still a miracle-like speed.

Everyone in the Sect believed he would sooner or later advance to Spirit Transformation and even the Void Refining Stage, eventually becoming a Great Ascension Ancestor with a chance to achieve Ascension to the Immortal Realm and truly become an immortal with eternal life.

Then, there was no “then.” During a battle between the Magnificent Truth Sect and a rival Sect, two Void Refinement Great Experts were fighting fiercely at the center of the battlefield. A Divine Ability from the enemy struck the formation where Mu Yanxin was positioned.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere as countless low-level disciples were killed. This was followed by a bone-deep agony, after which his vision went black and he lost consciousness. That was the final scene in Mu Yanxin’s memory.

“I… actually didn’t die?” Mu Yanxin stood up in disbelief. This was impossible. How terrifying was a strike from a Void Refinement Great Expert?

With his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage, even with the Guardian Spiritual Treasure bestowed by his father and the Sect, he should have died instantly upon contact.

Although Mu Yanxin was reluctant to admit that as a Prodigy of Heaven who hadn’t even reached adulthood, he had been kicked to death like a dog on the side of the road by a Great Expert just as he was beginning to shine, he had to acknowledge that a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was nothing but an ant before the Void Refining Stage. A casual strike would undoubtedly be fatal.

Yet, by some miracle, he hadn’t died and had ended up in this unknown place. Mu Yanxin endured his headache and forced himself to stand, only to discover something even more shocking.

“My… where is my Nascent Soul?! How can this be? Am I so heavily injured that my realm has regressed?” Mu Yanxin muttered to himself in terror. He discovered that he currently only possessed Qi Refining cultivation.

But this was impossible. Even if a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was so heavily injured that their realm regressed, the Nascent Soul could not simply disappear. If the Nascent Soul dissipated, they would essentially be dead.

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Immediately after, Mu Yanxin discovered another situation that left him even more shaken. He could not feel any Spiritual Energy in his surroundings. While there was indeed Mana flowing within his body, there wasn’t even a trace of Spiritual Energy in the air.

In such a situation, other than this being a truly Absolute Spirit Land, there was only one other possibility. Mu Yanxin used his Spirit Sense to peer into his Elixir Field and discovered with a shock that his Spiritual Root was gone.

“Impossible! My… where is my Spiritual Root? Where did my Heavenly Spiritual Root go?!” Mu Yanxin frantically felt his chest, seemingly trying to find that non-existent Spiritual Root. One must know that without a Spiritual Root, it was impossible to even practice cultivation.

It was then that he noticed even more inconsistencies. First, there was a black bracelet on his forearm. It looked like a bangle, but the material seemed to be neither metal nor jade, and he didn’t know what it was. Second, he was wearing a very strange set of clothes.

A short-sleeved shirt with a row of buttons down the front, along with a pair of black trousers held up by what seemed to be a leather Belt. It would be more accurate to say he had never seen the materials used for the entire outfit before.

In Mu Yanxin’s memory, immortal cultivators generally preferred long robes or Daoist robes, while a Mortal would wear hemp clothing. In his impression, there was no Sect with such a strange style of dress, not even within the Demonic Way or a Heretical Cult.

At that moment, a surge of foreign memories flooded Mu Yanxin’s brain. He felt another burst of headache and couldn’t help but clutch his head, muttering, “Cunshan? Belt? And a Terminal?”

These seemed to be the memories of another person, surfacing in fragments. They gave Mu Yanxin a rough understanding of certain things, including the names of the clothes he was wearing and that strange bracelet on his arm.

This bracelet, called a Terminal, seemed to be some kind of Divine Artifact that functioned for both communication and storage.

But Mu Yanxin had never seen a storage device in the shape of a bracelet. Previously, he had used a Storage Pouch, just like his Master, Grandmaster, and all other cultivators.

He had never heard of a Storage Magical Artifact in the shape of a bracelet, let alone one that also had communication functions.

By this point, Mu Yanxin realized he had encountered something bizarre. “Am I… in an Unknown World?”

In his Sect, every disciple knew that once a cultivator reached the Great Perfection, they could ascend to the Immortal Realm.

There were also legends of unknown objects flying out from a Space Rift, said to be an Unknown Artifact from other worlds, with materials and craftsmanship that were unheard of.

Therefore, many cultivators believed that other worlds existed besides their own, but this had always been a theory and legend that had never been confirmed.

Mu Yanxin never expected that through some unknown cause, he would end up in an Unknown World.

Mu Yanxin thought this was already ridiculous enough, but after calming down to examine his body and the surrounding objects, he discovered something even more absurd.

Not only was this likely an Unknown World, but even his body was no longer his original one.

Mu Yanxin originally had flowing long hair and skin as clear as jade. But when he touched his head, he found that he now had short hair. His skin was also slightly yellowish, and there was a thick layer of calluses on his hands.

He threw a punch at the nearby stone wall without channeling any Mana. However, his hand easily pierced through the stone wall, creating a large hole. The physical strength of this body was not at all inferior to his previous Nascent Soul Stage body.

By this point, how could Mu Yanxin not understand? Not only had he traveled to an Unknown World, but he had even switched into someone else’s body. He didn’t know which poor soul it was.

Regarding the concept of switching bodies, Mu Yanxin was not unfamiliar with it. A Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could use Nascent Soul Out-of-Body to perform Possession on other cultivators.

Those fragmented memories should be the memories of the original owner of this body.

The problem was that this new body actually had no Spiritual Root. Putting the lack of a Spiritual Root aside, he possessed a cultivation of Qi Refining Twelfth Layer and was only one step away from the Qi Refining Thirteenth Layer. How was it possible to cultivate without a Spiritual Root?

“Forget it, I should figure out where I am first,” Mu Yanxin said helplessly. He looked around his surroundings and saw a faint light glowing from a certain direction in the cave.

Following the light toward the outside of the cave, he saw metallic scraps and various types of trash everywhere along the path. The moment he stepped out of the cave, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with shock.

What greeted his eyes was a brightly lit Great City that towered into the clouds, appearing like a mountain range stretching across the horizon.