Transmigrated to Ancient Times with a Game

Gao Yunyi was still in a daze.

He had been at home playing a cultivation game called "Immortal Journey." His character had reached level 99, and he had been preparing to complete the tribulation task and break through to the True Immortal Realm at level 100.

To ensure he passed the tribulation smoothly, he had even chosen midnight, when yin and yang exchanged places. He had taken a hot bath especially for the occasion and lit incense.

He had expected everything to go smoothly, but just as his character reached the critical moment of undergoing the Nine Heavens Tribulation, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder roared outside, and a fierce wind rose.

Then,

He really was struck by lightning and lost consciousness completely.

When he regained consciousness, his body still felt tingly and numb, and his head was heavy and muddled.

Sure enough, he shouldn't stay up late playing games.

He'd be struck by lightning from the heavens.

Gao Yunyi took it as a solemn warning and a lesson, silently swearing that from now on, he would be a good young man who went to bed early and got up early, had excellent character and sound principles, and was healthy in body and mind.

"So, where did this send me?"

Gao Yunyi pulled himself out of his numb, muddled thoughts and looked around. His cheek twitched slightly.

A crowd of people knelt throughout a serene, elegant courtyard. There were men and women, young and old.

They all wore ancient clothing and lay prostrate on the ground, utterly respectful.

The fat old man at their head was even trembling, too afraid to breathe loudly.

Gao Yunyi blinked, seemingly trying to make sense of what was happening, but he didn't appear to know where to start.

After all, expecting someone who had just been struck by lightning to exercise astonishing wisdom was asking a little too much of him.

And so,

One man stood there, having no idea what was going on, while a crowd knelt in bewilderment. The silence was a little awkward.

Sweat was dripping from County Magistrate Zhang's temples.

Waiting for the unknown was the greatest torment of all.

Though he knelt with his head bowed in submission, he could feel a pair of eyes watching him. That gaze saw through everything and was sharp beyond compare, making his hair stand on end and sending chills down his spine.

These were the eyes of a god, the gaze of an immortal. An immortal was watching him.

What was he looking at?

He was looking at his past and present lives, at everything he did in his daily life.

There was no shortage of examples in tales of gods and strange beings where immortals punished corrupt officials.

Heavens!

Could this immortal be about to carry out justice on heaven's behalf and rid the people of a scourge?

At the thought, a large patch of County Magistrate Zhang's underpants, which had yet to dry completely, grew wet again.

A stench of urine wafted through the air and into Gao Yunyi's nose, instantly clearing his head considerably.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

Gao Yunyi spoke slowly, his cool, indifferent voice audible even over the silence of the courtyard.

He wasn't putting on a cold act; that was simply his nature.

He had lost both parents when he was young, and his relatives had grown distant. After growing up, he made a living writing, and his usual hobby was playing games at home. A homebody with social anxiety, he had gradually developed a cold, indifferent manner in his dealings with others.

But to County Magistrate Zhang's ears, that tone sounded serene and otherworldly, ethereal and elusive.

That was how an immortal should speak, how an immortal was meant to speak.

"Zhang Huaimin, county magistrate of Heyang County, together with my family and the county yamen officials, respectfully welcomes the exalted immortal's arrival."

County Magistrate Zhang called out in a trembling voice, bowing three times and kowtowing nine. The crowd behind him hurried to follow his example, not daring to be the least bit perfunctory.

At once, the atmosphere became solemn and reverent.

Heyang County?

County magistrate?

Exalted immortal?

No way?

Gao Yunyi was shaken, and he could hardly keep his expression under control.

Although he had already begun to suspect as much, the fat old man's words had completely confirmed his guess.

He had transmigrated.

And he had transmigrated to ancient times.

He hadn't expected staying up all night playing games to come with this hidden perk. Gao Yunyi immediately and silently deleted the oath he had just made.

So after being struck by lightning while playing a game, he had transmigrated to a place called Heyang County and been mistaken for an immortal by this group of ancient people.

This opening is kind of interesting.

Wait...

That's not right.

Only then did Gao Yunyi notice the clothes he was wearing.

It was a moon-white, wide-sleeved robe patterned with flowing clouds, its edges trimmed with silver and its brocade embroidered with stars. The hem moved without wind, moonlight lingered around him, and an ethereal immortal air made him seem sacred and otherworldly.

Flecks of lightning and threads of thunder still flickered across the robe, not yet fully dissipated.

"This is the Nine Heavens Flowing Cloud Immortal Robe. Why am I wearing a cosmetic outfit from my game character?"

What Gao Yunyi felt now went beyond shock; he was astounded.

He had spent over a hundred yuan on this outfit in the game store—real money, not game currency.

He had always been a free-to-play gamer. His principle was to make money from games, never spend it, but for this outfit, he had broken that principle with his own hands.

He couldn't help it. He had simply liked the outfit so much that, on impulse, he had topped up his account and bought it.

Now that he was wearing the Nine Heavens Flowing Cloud Immortal Robe, did that mean he hadn't transmigrated to the ancient past of history, but into the game world?

After all, "Immortal Journey" was also set in an ancient society.

"What dynasty and era is this?"

Gao Yunyi asked, looking directly at County Magistrate Zhang's head, which was pressed against the bluestone paving.

County Magistrate Zhang was taken aback, but still answered with the utmost respect, "Reporting to the exalted immortal, it is now the thirty-second year of Shun'an in the Great Liang Dynasty."

"Great Liang? Shun'an? I've never heard of them."

Gao Yunyi racked his brain.

He had played "Immortal Journey" for nearly half a year. Though he wasn't a streamer or a top player, he had been to every map in the game and had never seen a country called Great Liang. He hadn't even heard of it.

So this wasn't the game world,

But the real ancient world.

Gao Yunyi breathed a small sigh of relief. If he really had transmigrated into "Immortal Journey," he would have been a little nervous.

After all, "Immortal Journey" had all sorts of cultivation factions, demons, monsters, and ghosts. One careless move, and he wouldn't even know how he died.

He was a real person now, not a data character in a game who could resurrect endlessly after dying.

But if this isn't the game world, where have I transmigrated to?

Great Liang, Shun'an... I've never heard of this dynasty.

Gao Yunyi, whose history grades had been rather poor, could only say that he had heard of the Later Liang.

And there was the Nine Heavens Flowing Cloud Immortal Robe. It was clearly a cosmetic outfit for a game character, yet it had appeared in reality.

There was only one possibility.

Shinjitsu wa itsumo hitotsu!!!

An idea suddenly flashed through Gao Yunyi's mind. With difficulty, he raised a finger and tapped the lower-right corner of his field of vision.

Suddenly,

A game interface that only Gao Yunyi could see appeared before his eyes.

"Just as I thought."

The corners of Gao Yunyi's mouth curled up slightly, and the delight and excitement in his eyes were hard to conceal.

He had transmigrated,

But it wasn't a simple transmigration.

He had brought his game system with him to the ancient world.