Worship

What kind of family had a genealogy?

Illustrious noble clans, official aristocratic families, scholarly households, wealthy merchants and magnates!

There was another kind of family—put nicely, they were traditional farming families; put less nicely, they were gentry landlord families.

Now, the Yun Clan, a mere hunter's household, had also opened a genealogy and obtained Immortal Fate.

Yun Ji had no doubt that this was the Immortal Fate of his Lineage!

Everything Yun Ji saw, Yun Jiang, the first-generation Ancestor of the Yun Clan, naturally saw as well—and he saw and knew even more.

If Yun Jiang still had a head, it would be buzzing just like Yun Ji's.

All at once, he understood the true culprit behind his transmigration—it was that little game he had trashed in his previous life!

[Family Card-Drawing Cultivation Simulation Game officially launched]

[Beginner's gift pack sent]

[Wishing the player an enjoyable game]

An enjoyable game?

No!

I'm not enjoying this at all!

Yun Jiang howled inwardly.

What the hell was this? If he were given another chance, he would definitely praise this game properly.

No, he couldn't touch this game.

Who the hell transmigrated just to play a game like this?

Yun Jiang had originally thought that he had transmigrated into a book, and that this family genealogy was his true body.

Now, it seemed he had been overthinking things.

The genealogy was the game. He was merely a ghost hidden within it—or perhaps the game's built-in AI, the sort even smarter than a spirit treasure.

This Family Card-Drawing Cultivation Simulation Game had only one main storyline: develop the Lineage. Its core function was likewise just one thing: drawing cards.

Use cards to develop the Lineage, then gain Card Draw Opportunities to pull new cards, over and over in an endless cycle.

The key was his current state. No matter how this Lineage developed, he would remain a ghost inside the genealogy—unable to eat, unable to drink, and unable even to go out and see this world where one could cultivate immortality.

He had already transmigrated.

Yun Jiang wanted to cultivate immortality too.

For now, he could only pray that future version updates would let him experience it immersively instead of making him a mere spectator like this.

Comforting himself and drawing a grand pie to satisfy his own hunger, Yun Jiang felt much better.

First, open the beginner's gift pack.

[Congratulations, player, you have obtained a Tier 1 Character Inheritance Card · Shaolin Monk]

[Congratulations, player, you have obtained a Tier 1 Character Inheritance Card · Qingcheng Swordsman]

[Congratulations, player, you have obtained a Tier 1 Character Inheritance Card · Wudang Daoist Doctor]

Stupid game. They were just three cards—did it really need to announce them three times?

After fusion, a Character Inheritance Card could grant its corresponding inheritance. The greater one's talent and compatibility, the more inheritance one could obtain.

Regardless of talent, after fusing with a card, one could gradually cultivate up to the card's upper limit of strength. Character Inheritance Cards were growth-type cards; if the fusion recipient broke through that limit, the card could be upgraded.

After fusion, it could not be separated or reclaimed unless the recipient died.

This game had really arranged everything for him.

Yun Ji was already old and unsuitable for using Character Inheritance Cards. His three children happened to match the three Character Inheritance Cards—one card for each person.

Checking the Lineage members' information, the most suitable distribution according to their compatibility with the Inheritance Cards was:

Yun Long would fuse with the Shaolin Monk Card.

Yun Hu would fuse with the Qingcheng Swordsman Card.

Yun He would fuse with the Wudang Daoist Doctor Card.

Yun Ji tucked the thin family genealogy into his clothes, yet his footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He placed every step with extraordinary care. Upon entering his courtyard, he poked his head out at the doorway and looked left and right before nervously shutting the gate.

His three children in the courtyard—Yun Long, Yun Hu, and Yun He—were watching curiously. Seeing their father act with such solemnity, they were filled with doubt.

"Come over, all of you. Help your father bring a basin of clean water." Yun Ji's voice was lower than usual, carrying an unquestionable sternness.

Yun He promptly and nimbly brought over the water.

Yun Ji washed his hands, every wrinkle on his face seeming to be etched with devotion.

He took the genealogy from his clothes, dipped a clean piece of fine linen into the water, and gently wiped its cover, as if it were not ordinary paper but some fragile treasure. His movements were slow and light, as though afraid of disturbing something.

All three siblings could read. Yun Long saw the words on the cover clearly and could not help asking in a low voice, "Father, our family has a genealogy too? How come we've never seen this treasure before?"

The three siblings all knew it was a treasure. Paper that feared no water was something they had only heard of in storybooks and novels.

Yun Hu was immensely excited, imagining whether their family might also possess a legendary history. He said, "Father, so our old Yun family used to be prosperous too. How could you keep something this important from us?"

Without even raising his head, Yun Ji replied solemnly, "Let the dust of the past drift away. From now on, this genealogy is the root of our Yun Clan, the source of our Yun Clan's Immortal Fate!"

Yun Ji's hands paused. He gave the children a deep look before slowly saying, "We have obtained Immortal Fate. Whether our Lineage rises will depend on your efforts and your fortune. In any case, from now on, the first thing you must do is keep your mouths shut."

Yun Hu blinked. "Immortal Fate? Father, what Immortal Fate did we obtain?"

Yun Hu was no stranger to Immortal Fate testing. Their father had been preparing for them to take part in an Immortal Fate examination for several years already.

Yun He watched silently without speaking. She was the most favored at home, and her second brother Yun Hu was especially a doting brother obsessed with his sister. She knew the household's possessions better than anyone.

There definitely had not been a genealogy in their home before!

The Immortal Fate Father spoke of was this water-resistant genealogy!

Yun He reached that conclusion inwardly.

Yun Ji found a fresh paulownia board from the corner of the house, one he normally could not bear to use, then fetched a small knife. Stroke by stroke, he carved the words "Ancestral Tablet of Duke Yun Jiang" into it with utmost seriousness. Once he was done, he carefully wiped away the wood shavings with a cloth.

Yun Hu's curiosity was the strongest. He leaned closer and asked softly, "Father, who is Duke Yun Jiang? Is he our grandfather?"

Yun Ji carefully set the carved ancestral tablet upright on an old square table in the middle of the main room. He had wiped that table so clean that not a speck of dust remained. Then he solemnly placed the genealogy before the tablet.

"Duke Yun Jiang is the first-generation Ancestor of our Yun Clan." Yun Ji's eyes were filled with reverence. "Our days used to be hard, so we neglected our worship. Now, perhaps our Ancestor has manifested his spirit and bestowed this Immortal Destiny Family Genealogy upon us."

He lit three crude sticks of local incense and respectfully planted them before the ancestral tablet. Then he led his three children to kneel together and solemnly kowtow three times.

Smoke curled upward. Within the shabby hunter's hut, an indescribable sense of solemnity and mystery now filled the air. The three children vaguely sensed that something earth-shaking was about to happen to this household.

After being disgusted for so many years, Yun Jiang was finally clean from head to toe, and he felt utterly comfortable—even though the genealogy was not his body.

Yun Jiang observed Yun Ji's three children. The eldest, Yun Long, had inherited Yun Ji's martial arts completely. His aptitude was much better than Yun Ji's, and at eighteen, he had already reached the peak of Body Tempering, only one step away from the innate realm.

His remaining unmarried even now was partly due to this consideration.

Yun Hu was extremely curious and always asked questions without end. He was fifteen now and had only just begun Bone Forging; his martial aptitude was considerably poorer.

The youngest, Yun He, was the calmest and quietest of the three siblings. She could settle her heart and study medicinal principles. Though only eleven, she already recognized more medicinal herbs than Yun Ji.

Watching Yun Ji's family worship him, Yun Jiang felt sorrowful. He had not even dated anyone yet, and now he had somehow become the Ancestor of a Household.

How unfair the heavens were.

That said, this incense offering smelled rather nice. Absorbing it made his whole being feel wonderfully comfortable.

Yun Jiang suddenly realized that he no longer had a body.

Incense offerings—did this game even have an incense offering setting?

This was ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.

With a thought from Yun Jiang, the genealogy beneath the bluish smoke of incense opened, and three streams of light flew out from within, each entering the bodies of the three Yun siblings.