Qingyun Sect Sign-in, Drunken God Body!

Qingyun Sect.

A renowned major sect of the Orthodox Path in the Central Plains, it was located within the Qingyun Mountain Range. Its peaks rose and fell, towering into the clouds. It stood like a tiger over the Central Plains, while the Great Harmony River lay in the mountain's shadow, guarding a vital passage beneath heaven. Its geographical position was of utmost importance.

The mountain range stretched for hundreds of miles, with seven peaks standing tall amid swirling mist. Dense forests flourished, waterfalls cascaded beside strange cliffs, and countless rare birds and exotic beasts roamed the land. Its scenery was serene and beautiful, renowned throughout the world.

Qingyun Sect, central square.

Several dozen young men and women, dressed in Daoist robes, sat cross-legged.

At the highest point of the central square stood seven figures with overwhelming presences, their gazes fixed upon the crowd below.

"From today onward, you are disciples of my Qingyun Sect. You must remember your mission: eradicate demons, defend the Dao, save the world, and rescue the people. This is the foundation upon which Qingyun Sect stands."

"Whoever violates the rules of Qingyun Sect shall be executed without mercy."

Dao Xuan, the head of Qingyun Sect, stood before the crowd, his voice loud and resounding.

"We shall remember it well! We will uphold Qingyun's aspirations, eradicate demons, defend the Dao, save the world, and rescue the people!"

The dozens of young men and women in the square wore resolute expressions as they answered in unison.

Yet amid the crowd, one young man seemed somewhat dazed, disbelief filling his eyes.

Zhu Xian? Qingyun Sect?

As a transmigrator, Bai Ye still found it hard to believe that he had truly crossed into the world of Zhu Xian and even become a disciple of Qingyun Sect, the foremost sect of the Orthodox Path.

This was a world of immortals and martial fantasy, where people rode swords through the skies and could split mountains and overturn seas.

Originally, Bai Ye had not wanted to become some immortal. He had merely wanted to lie low on his own little patch of land and live out his life in peace.

But heaven did not grant his wish. Demonic Path cultivators had attacked the small city where he had transmigrated, turning him from a wealthy young master into an orphan in an instant.

With no other choice, and knowing a little about the plot of Zhu Xian, he had not hesitated to come to Qingyun Sect and become one of its disciples.

The world of Zhu Xian was fraught with danger. Immortals could sever rivers with a finger, while the Demonic Path ravaged heaven and earth. He needed to find a good place if he wanted to lie low safely.

Fortunately, Bai Ye's aptitude was neither outstanding nor poor, and he had ultimately succeeded in becoming a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

Qingyun Sect was, after all, the foremost sect of the Orthodox Path.

If he wanted to lie low, there was no better place than the greatest sect. There were fewer major threats here as well.

As for dangers in the future?

Bai Ye planned to become White Run-Run. If I can't hide, can't I just run?!

He felt no deep attachment or gratitude toward Qingyun Sect. This place was merely a temporary home where he could lie low.

"Next, the peak masters of Qingyun Sect will choose you to join their respective lineages. But remember, no matter which lineage you join, you are all disciples of Qingyun Sect. You must work together and resist the Demonic Path."

Dao Xuan spoke calmly, yet an awe-inspiring authority radiated from him.

Then Dao Xuan turned his gaze toward the six people at his sides. "Junior brothers and sisters, Tongtian Peak will not be accepting disciples this time. Make your own arrangements for these disciples."

At those words, the peak masters of the remaining six lineages all changed expression slightly, displeasure flashing through their eyes. Yet none dared say anything.

There were quite a few new Qingyun disciples this time, but not a single one possessed exceptional talent.

This made them somewhat reluctant to accept any, yet they did not dare argue with Daoxuan, the head of Qingyun Sect.

Very soon, the six peak masters began choosing the disciples they would accept.

"Du Shu, Bai Ye, the two of you shall join my Dazhu Peak."

"My name is Tian Buyi. From today onward, I will be your master."

A short, plump Daoist looked at Bai Ye and the young man beside him as he spoke.

Dazhu Peak? Tian Buyi?

Hearing this, Bai Ye smiled faintly to himself.

Very good. Dazhu Peak had few disciples and not much intrigue or scheming. It was perfectly suited to lying low.

"Bai Ye and Du Shu greet Master!"

The two immediately clasped their hands and bowed.

"Mm. Once you join Dazhu Peak, I do not demand that you become particularly strong. But remember this: you must never kill one another. Otherwise, I will uphold righteousness over personal ties."

Tian Buyi sounded somewhat impatient. Clearly, neither Bai Ye nor Du Shu possessed talent worthy of catching his eye.

The six peak masters had all chosen their disciples and departed one after another.

Tian Buyi also led the two away, preparing to leave.

Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have awakened the God-Level Sign-in System. By signing in at locations or with individuals, you may obtain various rewards, including but not limited to cultivation techniques, divine abilities, Elixirs, immortal herbs, weapons, and more.

Ding! Host detected at Qingyun Sect. Would you like to begin your first sign-in?

Suddenly, a mechanical voice rang directly inside Bai Ye's mind.

The system?!

The moment he heard that voice, Bai Ye was instantly overjoyed.

Holy hell!

It had finally arrived, one of the essential benefits for transmigrators: a system.

A God-Level Sign-in System that granted rewards for signing in at locations or with people—wasn't that the ultimate benefit for someone who wanted to lie low?

Did that not mean he could simply lie low and sign in from now on, while his strength soared? It suited him perfectly.

"Sign in! I want to sign in!"

Bai Ye shouted inwardly.

Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have successfully initiated your first sign-in. Sign-in location: Qingyun Sect. Reward: Drunken God Body.

As this is the Host's first sign-in, an additional reward will be issued: one Drunken God Gourd.

The system will distribute the rewards once the Host reaches an unoccupied location.

Very soon, the mechanical voice of the system rang out again.

Drunken God Body? Drunken God Gourd?

Bai Ye was slightly stunned. What kind of constitution is that? Does it let me keep drinking endlessly?

Whatever. He would find out once he received the system rewards.

Dazhu Peak, one of the Seven Qingyun Veins, had the fewest people.

However, Dazhu Peak itself was incredibly vast. It stretched as far as the eye could see and rose into the clouds, with bamboo covering the mountains and plains. Whenever mountain winds swept through, the bamboo forest rustled like a boundless sea of trees.

Tian Buyi brought Bai Ye and the other young man to Dazhu Peak and introduced them to their senior brothers.

Their Senior Brother was Song Daren, their second senior brother was Wu Dayi, followed by Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, and Lu Daxin.

Since Du Shu was older than Bai Ye, he ranked sixth and was renamed Du Dashu. Bai Ye did not change his name, because no alteration sounded good, so he continued using Bai Ye.

After arranging for them to meet everyone, Tian Buyi instructed Senior Brother Song Daren to arrange Bai Ye and Du Dashu's accommodations and provide them with the necessary daily supplies.

Only when night had fallen did Bai Ye finally get a chance to rest.

After dinner, Bai Ye finally returned to his little room. It was ordinary, but for someone as committed to lying low as him, it was more than enough.

"System, system, where are my sign-in rewards?"

Back in his room, Bai Ye asked eagerly in his mind.

Ding!

System rewards are being distributed.

Congratulations, Host. You have successfully obtained the Drunken God Body and one Drunken God Gourd.