Yuuji scratch his hair and closed his eyes. When he opened them, he found that the candle by the side of his wooden bed had been extinguished. As he lit it up, the book 'My Transmigration Diary' brightened.
He pondered and flipped the book to the page he recently written. At the exact moment, freshly written words come up.
[Year 6, 3 months, and 17 days. It has been exactly that long I transmigrated to this world. Earlier today, I had eaten a bun and chicken soup. It was not a bad meal. Though I'd prefer they add seasonings. ]
[Just like usual, I was thinking what's the point of living in this ancient period? They said when a person dies, they will transmigrate into a fantasy world. Bullshit! Then why I'm suffering here, trying to find this so-called cultivation? I don't care anymore. If this continues, I decided I'll just jump off the cliff of Mount Zang. Ain't me mate, I'm outta here!]
Yuuji read it and picked up his quill pen. He wrote few more words and sighed as he sprang from his chair. Sauntering to the balcony by the side of his bed, he looked through the starry night by the window, as the bustling activity of the Spring Star Inn underneath his room reverberate.
"It's been 6 years since my transmigration." muttered Yuuji as he stared blankly at the sky. "The history of Cloud Dynasty stretches far and wide. Tales of immortals were mentioned by sages, but that was all just lies! Though I'm aware of that, as an avid webnovel reader, my dream has long been to become one of them! From the novels I've read, protagonists usually transmigrate to the fantasy world; whether it be magical or cultivation...Now that I had the chance to be someone like them...it should be happening to me too! But why, for the god's sake, I'm stuck in this era of Medieval Period?"
At this point, he couldn't help but sigh. This body he occupied was of the lumpenproletariat, a beggar. Thus, as someone from the underclass, Yuuji relied on his modern knowledge to become a scholar. Now he had a decent job here in Zhouya County, working as a private tutor.
But that was not enough!
His salary could only sustain his needs, not his dream!
Although he was quite well-known for his infringement works, he felt ashamed of it. "Dear ancestors, I can only live through your poems...I hope you forgive me for that."
The townfolks had admired his works and given him the pseudonym 'The Poetic Gentleman'. That caused him further extreme embarrassment.
Oh, dear God, what will happen if they learn that those poems were from modern earth?
Well, it was only convenient for him to use since he needed them. Furthermore, it wasn't like he didn't give credits to the original owners. He was not that shameless.
In addition, it was only for the sake of increasing his pitiful status as a beggar. Those poems and poets were his one and only hope to climb up the ladder. Although he was a teacher in his previous life, he knew that without these poems, he would have died long ago.
And thanks to the poems, his days had been incredible. Everyone knew of him, even Baron Xiu Wu who begged him for some favor knew of him. However, as he thought about how he transmigrated into a non-fantasy world, his heart felt heavy. This era had no gadgets, no cultivation, no magic... this simply killing him piece by piece without even lifting any hands!
Would his goal to become Immortal be fulfilled?
Or perhaps will everything remains the same? Just like every day, wander the city, impress the townsfolk from stolen poems, or teaching young nobles about education...Will everything remain the same without even the hint of changing?
As he thought here, he felt crestfallen. Life's truly tough whether it be past or present.
After the dark moment, Yuuji took a deep breath. He looked below and stared at the townfolks on the street.
The street was bustling. Although it was evening, the stalls and shops were crowded with customers. Even the strong smell of alcohol caused Yuuji to take a handkerchief on his pouch and covered it to his mouth.
As Yuuji thought of it, he felt that it was only natural since the Inn was located in City Square.
When he caught the sight of a kid holding a chicken leg, it evoked his buried memories. "It's been 6 years I've tasted coke, oh how I wish I never choked my food and died."
Remembering the good old days, he had a headache. If he had never f*cked up while eating his favorite food, pizza, and combination of coke in his past life, perhaps he would have been married to his fianceé by now.
"We were at the same age. Perhaps, she has turned 28 this year," mumbled Yuuji as his eyes narrowed. At the very moment, some guards of Baron Xiu Wu's manor had emerged on the street. From their direction, they seemed to be heading towards him.
"This Inn isn't the nicest one inside the city. What are they doing here? Unless...."
Yuuji voice trailed off here as he turned and watched the door of his temporary shelter. He touched his chin and waited for about the time it would normally take to burn an incense stick. Then suddenly, a knock came on the door.
His eyes brightened as he headed to the door. After taking a deep breath and calming himself, he opened it.
As the door fully opened, the same men he saw on the street were in front of him!
When these people saw Yuuji, they gave a respectful bow and explained the purpose of their visit, "Esteemed Scholar Wu Ning, sorry for the late visit, My lord requested your presence."
"There's no problem." replied Yuuji, a polite smile on his face as he continued hesitantly, "...Is this about that thing?"
He hoped it would be the thing he requested. After fulfilling Baron Xiu Wu's request, he similarly requested a favor from him; information about Immortals, Cultivators, or Sect.
To be honest, it was a very simple request. However, Yuuji occupied the body of a young beggar named Wu Ning and somehow had a little status. So instead, he requested the help of Baron Xiu Wu, who was part of upper-class nobles, to gather information for him.
"If Immortals don't exist in this world. Then perhaps the high officials of the dynasty knew something."
It has been five months since he had requested that to Baron Xiu Wu and finally, the old guy came knocking on his door. On his mind, it was probably that request.
"The Lord wasn't specific on his word." said one of the guards, "However, he seemed to be in a hurry when he commanded us. There were even sweats on his head."
"That's fine. Lead me there, then," replied Yuuji, a frown on his face.
Under the lead of Baron Xiu Wu's attendants, they left the Spring Star Inn as they headed to the north of the town.
Baron Xiu Wu's manor could be located there. It had occupied a big chunk of land about 0.5 Li. The manor was as huge as a mansion and patrolmen were marching around it. They were holding a six-foot spear on hand and had a robust build.
As Yuuji entered the manor and saw these people, although he had been here for the 8th time, his body still feels fear.
What happens if these large men would be placed on Earth?
With their robust muscles, perhaps becoming a celebrity's personal guard wasn't hard for them. However, in Zhouya County, they could only become patrolmen.
"Poetic Gentleman, please enter. My lord is waiting inside."
Yuuji nodded to this guard who politely instructed him as he entered the hall's entrance just himself.
At that instant, he found that besides Baron Xiu Wu, who was an old man of his sixties and had already developed his beards, there was actually another person on the hall!
A woman that akin to a celestial fairy!
As Yuuji gazed at this woman, he had a hard time reverting his gaze away from her.
She was simply beautiful!
Although that daoist robe she wore seemed old, it was very fitting for her, enough to flex her developed breasts and slim body. Her scarlet hair was as cosmos. She also had alluring bright eyes; Baron Xiu Wu even hard time controlling himself.
When the celestial fairy noticed Yuuji, she commented. "This is the guy you recommend to me? From the looks of it, he seemed not even has the cultivation of Sensing Realm. Xiu Wu, are you wasting my time here?!"
"Of course not." Baron Xiu Wu snapped awake when he heard the woman spoke his name out. He clasped his hand together and clarified, a wide smile on his face. "Wu Ning is a fine talented youth. He's almost 16 and can recite poems perfectly. Do you remember that 'Life of Eight Immortals' poem I gave you? This is the boy who composes it."
"Oh, he's this young?" muttered the celestial fairy, her face stunned. She hurriedly took one more glance at Yuuji and scrutinized him. "I never imagine the person I praise to be so young. Kid, are you really the one who compose that poem?"
"I-I'm indeed that person," replied Yuuji as he bowed politely. He was quick-witted. From Baron Xiu Wu's attitude and occasional gaze, this woman seemed someone of special status.
"It has been long since an ambassador like Xiu Wu recommended a mortal to Cloud Academy. Furthermore, a boy like you to compose amazing poems like the Life of Eight Immortals. How old are you?" said the celestial fairy unhurriedly.
Hearing her, Yuuji appeared confused. Although he already formed some suspicion on his heart that it was the goal he was looking for, he still inquired. "I beg for forgiveness...but can you explain briefly?"
Hearing him, old man Xiu Wu cleared his throat and looked at Yuuji. "Although you're a mortal, for the time being, I believe that you have the potential to thread the path of Immortality, Scholar Wu. As an ambassador whose job to scout talents, I told Instructor Qingxue about your existence. I remember you ask me before that do Immortals exists, I can tell you know that; They do exist!"
Hearing him, the enormous wall that wouldn't budge no matter what seemed to open in the instant. As if there was a new path that opened to him. As if a staircase appeared in front of him and he was standing under it. A word popped on his head.
"Immortals!" muttered Yuuji.
"Although there have been records of mortals that had yet to thread the Immortal Staircase appears on the history our Seclusive Cloud Academy, they are first needed to be tested," said Mu Qingxue, a smile on her face as she gazed at Yuuji. "Do you want to undertake the test and walk the path of Immortality?"
Yuuji clenched his fists, his heart boiling with excitement, and thought. 'I've been waiting for this day for 6 whole years! Every day I've been living without a clear sense of goal! Now that an opportunity open to me, how can I, Yuuji, not be willing?'
"I'm willing!"
"Good!" praised Mu Qingxue, seeing how determined Yuuji looked. She waved her hand and said lightly. "To be honest, I'm very moved by your attitude and would be willing to give you a recommendation letter here and now.
"However, rules are rules. If you can survive three moves from this apprentice of mine, Cloud Academy welcomes you."
After she said that, a young girl appears from nowhere. She was about the age of Yuuji, around 15 years. Her eyes were ice-cold, no trace of emotion reflected as she held her short sword.
Seeing this young girl, Baron Xiu Wu's eyes narrowed, his face darkened. "Do you expect Wu Ning to block Xie Ling's three moves? Qingxue, you're kidding right?"
Xiu Wu couldn't believe what he was seeing. The young genius Xie Ling, who reach Comprehensive Sovereign after two years of cultivating, versus someone who hadn't even reach Sensing Realm. The difference was immensely big, and no chances of winning on Yuuji's side.
"I'm not," replied Mu Qingxue bluntly, she further explained. "However, Xie Ling will not use Qi during the battle, only physical strength. Even if Wu Ning is still a mortal, blocking three moves isn't hard for him. Unless, you're just bragging about this Wu Ning, Xie Wu?"
"Of course not," replied Xiu Wu, no longer speaking after that.
Yuuji looked at his opponent. He couldn't remain calm. Yet another beautiful woman, unfortunately, she seemed very cold and emotionless.
"Lord Xie Wu, can I borrow a saber?" said Yuuji, his face serious. Swords were quite heavy, so he preferred Saber. In addition, He had practice saber for a while now and his fragile body was fitting for it.
"Eh? A saber?"
Baron Xie Wu was surprised by his weapon of choice and commanded one of his people to bring a saber.
Not long after, the servant brought a golden saber in his hand as he handed it to Yuuji.
At the instant he wielded it, the area turned into a battlefield.