He's Using My Script

Xu Ziqing was one of the four main protagonists of Borrowed Sword.

He stood less than one meter seventy, with a perpetually youthful baby face and features so delicate they were almost ethereal.

Right now, burning with anxiety, his face flushed slightly. The rosy tint only made him look even more refined—utterly effeminate, practically oozing with softness.

At this moment, the four men from the Patrol Office had him blocked tight. No matter how he explained, they refused to let him through, peppering him with questions.

One of them even suggested they stop wasting words and just arrest him first.

"It's almost midnight," Xu Ziqing said, his right hand tightening around the umbrella handle.

Such a great opportunity—he didn't want to miss it.

A few days ago, he had met a Storyteller.

The man told him that tonight, at midnight, he should go to Biyou Meadow at the foot of Wumeng Mountain. Someone would come to receive him and guide him into the Dao Sect!

After saying these words, the plain-faced Storyteller vanished without a trace.

Without a doubt, this was a cultivation grandmaster!

And as a citizen of the Mirror Kingdom, who wouldn't yearn for the Dao Sect?

It was one of the Four Great Sects of the East Continent Mirror Kingdom, and once the foremost among them!

What's more—the legendary sword was also in the Dao Sect!

Thus, Xu Ziqing had spent the past few days traveling, enduring hardship every step of the way.

Tonight, even though the rain was pouring in torrents, it didn't dampen his burning determination in the slightest.

"I'm going to join the Dao Sect. I'm going to train with the sword and become a Sword Cultivator!"

Since the Storyteller had instructed him not to arrive too early at Biyou Meadow—at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn—but absolutely not to be late, Xu Ziqing had been carefully timing himself.

"Opportunities depend on the right moment—I understand that," Xu Ziqing thought, convinced he had it figured out.

But the problem was, he couldn't for the life of him figure out why he'd run into the Patrol Office in the dead of night.

It was almost midnight! Midnight!

And from their conversation just now, it sounded like a colleague of theirs—one they didn't even like—had just been killed in this dense forest tonight?

"Which bastard commits murder on a rainy night like this?" Xu Ziqing, terrified of missing his chance, instantly hated this person.

Sure, the Mirror Kingdom's Imperial Court was weak, and the Four Great Sects controlled the East Continent, but weak or not, it was still the Imperial Court!

How dare someone kill a member of the Patrol Office?

—Was there no law anymore!?

Time was slipping away second by second. All he wanted now was to get free.

In the end, after one of them hinted at it, Xu Ziqing handed over all the silver he had on him, and they finally let him go.

The delicate-looking youth took a few steps forward under his umbrella, then heard the four men behind him talking without any restraint.

"Tsk tsk tsk, such a tender-skinned pretty boy. That bastard Xue Hu would definitely like him," one of them said, letting out a lecherous chuckle.

"Then why'd you let him go? If Xue Hu's into that sort, doesn't that make him even more suspicious?" another demanded in a low voice.

"It's definitely not him. I just went over to check. Most of the footprints were washed away by the heavy rain, but there was one deep print—probably from a heavy stomp forward. It's way bigger than his shoes."

"Then why—"

"It's late, the rain's fucking pouring, and the dead man is that dog Xue Hu anyway. We can't just come out here for nothing." The man tossed the money pouch in his hand.

"Haha, hahaha!" The four of them burst out laughing together, utterly unbridled.

Xu Ziqing, walking quickly ahead, gritted his teeth in fury. His right hand tightened even more on the umbrella handle.

"Damn the Imperial Court!" he cursed inwardly.

"Those Patrol Office bastards—good riddance! They deserved to die!"

Xu Ziqing started walking faster and faster.

Once he was far enough away, he broke into a sprint. After running a while, he even threw his umbrella away.

The reason he hadn't bolted immediately was that he was afraid those Patrol Office scumbags would grow suspicious again and drag him back for interrogation.

"I'll make it. I have to make it!" Xu Ziqing ran faster, pushing himself to the limit.

By the time he reached the largest tree at Biyou Meadow, there was barely any time left before midnight.

"I'm not late. I'm not late..." He panted heavily, his face slightly pale, his entire body soaked through.

"When midnight comes, a cultivator will come to receive me." His heart burned with anticipation.

The unwilling youth swore at Biyou Meadow that he would join the Dao Sect.

The man with ulterior motives was utterly speechless up in the air. I really don't want to join the Dao Sect.

Chu Huai Xu's identity was unclear right now. He'd rather go to Spring Autumn Mountain—infamous among the Four Great Sects for having an absurd number of freaks—than join the Dao Sect.

When he played Borrowed Sword, his sect had been Spring Autumn Mountain.

Sure, there were plenty of freaks there, but he'd still managed to thrive, to the point where he sometimes wondered if he might be a latent freak himself.

"The Four Great Sects—Spring Autumn Mountain is no weaker than the Dao Sect."

"Besides, I'm more familiar with that place; plenty of opportunities to snatch up."

"The only downside from a development perspective is that both World Protagonists of the Eastern Continent are in the Dao Sect."

Players had discussed this on the forums too, making it clear that in the future storyline, the Dao Sect was likely to reclaim its throne as the foremost of the Four Great Sects.

The long-legged beauty before him, Han Shuangjiang—if he latched onto her shapely legs, he'd definitely be carried to success.

Just then, a system prompt sounded in his ear: "[Ding! You have successfully evaded pursuit from the Patrol Office. Mission complete. 100 Experience Points rewarded.]"

Chu Huai Xu was still flying through the air, feeling utterly exasperated: "I'm flying this high, of course I fucking escaped!"

He thought this Mission System was idiotic and began to miss the AI Customer Service he'd trained to be so cheeky.

Beyond that, he'd just secretly observed Li Chunsong and Han Shuangjiang to confirm whether the system prompt sound was audible only to him.

Once he was sure of that, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"After all, this is a transmigration now, definitely different from when I was playing the game. Caution is the mother of survival," Chu Huai Xu thought to himself.

When he played games, his moves were always slick, but deep down, he was a cautious and meticulous person.

In fact, if he weren't cautious and meticulous enough, this Virtual Male Model couldn't have juggled all those female clients.

He even dared to take on the Twin Sisters' contract and managed to keep both satisfied.

After all, if you love someone, you love everything about them, including their sister.

Right now, Chu Huai Xu seriously suspected that Li Chunsong had gotten something wrong.

"That earlier exposé post said Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing were brought back to the Dao Sect together by Li Chunsong."

"Together, together, together." Chu Huai Xu started mulling over those two words, glancing again at Han Shuangjiang beside him.

A sense of foreboding crept into his heart, along with vague suspicions.

"Shit! I've become a 'World Protagonist'!"

Chu Huai Xu suspected he'd taken someone else's script.

"I'll just have to take it one step at a time," he thought.

He just wondered where Xu Ziqing was now, and what he was doing.

A deep wave of exhaustion began to wash over him, engulfing his entire body.

The sudden transmigration had already left him unsettled, with no sense of belonging to this whole world.

Then came everything that happened in that rainy night, one thing after another.

Luckily, he was always bold yet careful, so he didn't feel overly powerless—just tired.

"Anyway, I didn't say anything to you, just answered my name. If something goes wrong, that's your own fault," Chu Huai Xu thought, staring at Li Chunsong's back in the air ahead.

He only hoped this was all a beautiful misunderstanding, not some terrible twist.

He was even starting to throw caution to the wind.

After all, his [identity] was definitely problematic. From what Xue Hu said, his purpose in coming here was to infiltrate the Dao Sect.

"Well, I've successfully infiltrated, haven't I!"

There's no such thing as an absolute optimist in this world—only people who know how to let things go.

The Dao Sect's location was called [Mountain Beyond Mountain]. It wasn't the name of a single peak but a collective term for many mountains.

Mountain Beyond Mountain was shrouded in mist and clouds, which were actually the Mountain Protection Array. Legend had it that even an Eighth Realm powerhouse couldn't forcibly break through.

Li Chunsong wore an elder's token at his waist, naturally allowing him to bring people in and out freely.

The three of them landed before a courtyard on the outer mountain.

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