Azure Cloud Sect

"Young Master, the Sect Grand Competition begins in three days."

In an elegant courtyard with blue tiles and upturned eaves, the morning mist had yet to dissipate.

Fine dewdrops clung to the bluestone floor, and the green bamboo in the corner swayed gently in the breeze, dripping with morning dew.

Bai Ye sat cross-legged on a white jade stone stool in the center of the courtyard, his eyes slowly opening. His long eyelashes were still damp with a hint of mist.

His eyes were exceptionally beautiful, with slightly upturned outer corners and pupils of a deep, dark ink color.

At this moment, a thick layer of confusion flickered across these handsome eyes.

Soon.

The confusion receded, and his eyes became clear as washed water again, even revealing a fleeting look of realization at the bottom of his pupils.

It was like a dusty bronze mirror being suddenly polished bright!

He stood up, the hem of his moon-white robe sweeping across the stone stool, stirring up a few wisps of breeze.

He responded to the person outside the courtyard, his voice still slightly hoarse from just waking from meditation: "Understood."

A figure in gray outside the courtyard responded with an "Yes," and the sound of footsteps gradually faded, disappearing at the end of the covered corridor.

Only then did Bai Ye exhale a heavy breath.

He raised a hand to press his brow, his fingertips touching his cool skin, and he murmured in his heart, "Heavenly Profound Continent... Azure Cloud Sect... inner disciple..."

He paused, his throat bobbing, "It seems I've truly transmigrated."

"Coincidentally, the original owner of this body is also named Bai Ye..."

He looked down at his own well-defined hands.

These hands were more slender than the ones he had on Earth, and the base of his thumb still bore the calluses from years of martial arts practice.

"Is this name the reason for the transmigration?"

That's right.

Bai Ye had transmigrated!

The previous second, he was dominating online in his rental apartment on Earth!

The next second, the world spun violently and unexpectedly.

He felt as if he had been stuffed into a washing machine, tumbled end over end, and then suddenly landed. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in this other world!

"This start... is a bit tricky."

He rubbed his brow, memories that didn't belong to him still surging in his mind:

Mysterious cultivation techniques, family rules, sect precepts, and the details of the original owner's years of cultivation, all crashing into his consciousness like waves.

He leaned against a pillar, slowly processing this information.

This world was called the Heavenly Profound Continent, a fantasy world where cultivators could split stones with a raise of their hand and burn forests with a breath!

The memories said that this continent was divided into eight great domains, known as Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow, Universe, Cosmos, Flood, and Wasteland.

Each domain was astonishingly vast. Old cultivators often said that even traveling across a single domain by spirit boat would take decades!

Just the Wasteland Domain alone was equivalent to a hundred Earths in size, with billions of lives multiplying within it. Cultivators and mortals lived side by side, towns and wilderness intertwined.

And he was currently in the weakest and most desolate of these eight domains, the Wasteland Domain.

Within the Wasteland Domain, it was further divided into several states. The place he was in was Azure State.

The Azure Cloud Sect was one of the ten major powers in Azure State!

The Azure Cloud Sect's mountain gate was nestled in the Azure Cloud Mountain Range in the heart of Azure State. Its seventy-two peaks were shrouded in clouds and mist, gathering countless experts and dominating the region.

Bai Ye himself was an inner disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect.

Not only that, but the Bai Family he came from was also a thousand-year-old aristocratic family in Azure State.

The clan possessed many treasures passed down from a thousand years ago. Within Azure State, its influence was deeply entrenched, and even the ten major powers showed it some respect.

"Tsk tsk..."

Bai Ye rubbed his chin, muttering inwardly, "An inner disciple of one of the ten major powers, plus the direct descendant of a thousand-year-old aristocratic family, this setup is considered high-tier for a transmigration, right?"

He remembered that in the novels he used to read, transmigrators often started as outer disciples or mere laborers, or perhaps as fallen young masters from declining families. How could they have it as smooth as him?

But then, he couldn't help but sigh, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "The background is good, but this cultivation talent... alas."

After all, this was a fantasy world. No matter how strong the background, it couldn't compare to actual cultivation.

And cultivation talent was always judged by spiritual roots and comprehension.

Unfortunately, this body's cultivation talent was extremely ordinary.

In terms of resources, as a direct descendant of the Bai Family, he could receive advanced cultivation resources like Spirit Condensing Pills and Body Tempering Fluid from the family each month.

He was much wealthier than other inner disciples.

However, his spiritual roots and comprehension were his weaknesses.

His cultivation had always progressed slowly.

This world's cultivation system, from low to high, is Qi Refining, Meridian Condensing, Primordial Core, Profound Comprehension, Nascent Soul, Tribulation Crossing... Each realm is further divided into nine levels.

Bai Ye's predecessor had cultivated for over a decade. The Bai Family had thrown in countless rare resources, yet he was only at the peak of the second level of Meridian Condensing.

Compared to others his age, let alone a genius, he wasn't even considered average. This was enough to show how ordinary his roots and comprehension were.

"There's give and take? But the 'give' part is too crucial." Bai Ye gave a wry smile. "It would have been better if I had a humble background but a good talent."

In this world of the strong preying on the weak, lacking talent meant being unable to reach the pinnacle.

He could almost see his future: in a few more years, his cultivation would be stuck in the Meridian Condensing realm, unable to advance. He would either join a third-rate minor sect and serve as an idle outer elder, or return to the Bai Family to guard ancestral property as a steward living a life of ease and waiting to die, eventually turning into a handful of Kitsuchi when his lifespan ran out, all without a trace.

"Where's the system? The transmigator's cheat? Come save the day!" He couldn't help but shout inwardly, his fingertips clenching until they were pale.

The moment this thought crossed his mind--

A voice, as clear as jade striking jade, yet carrying a hint of the vast Heavenly Dao's majesty, sounded in the depths of his sea of consciousness without any warning:

"Detected that the host has successfully merged with the physical body. Soul stability at 100%. Meets binding conditions..."

"Myriad Heavens Cultivation Assistance System is activating..."

"Activation successful!"

"Performing the first talent draw for the host... Draw complete!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the top-tier cultivation talent--Ten Thousand Times Comprehension!"