When a Minion Turned Out to Be the Final Boss

The still-stunned noblewoman stared blankly at her own son, who was inviting her to a duel.

"You bastard, do you still want to lay hands on your mother?!" Chen Xiumei said nothing, but Wang Guowei, lying on the ground, became anxious. The health bar above his head had turned yellow.

Having received no acceptance to his duel request, Wang Jingyuan looked at Wang Guowei. "Wang Guowei, do you still want to practice with me?"

"Practice it is! Aahhh!!!"

Wang Guowei had another arm broken by Wang Jingyuan, but this time, there was no notification at all.

Wang Jingyuan shook his head, unsure whether it was because his duel invitation had failed or because the other party had already lost the ability to fight and could no longer count as a sparring partner.

Wang Jingyuan walked into the storage room, casually took a golf club from the weapon rack, and came back out.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?!" Wang Guowei struggled desperately to get up, trying to shield Chen Xiumei behind him.

Without even looking at him, Wang Jingyuan walked toward the pretty-boy NPC lying on the ground. It was time to test the difference between health bar colors. Wasn't there a red-named monster right here?

"Wait! I..."

Wang Jingyuan was not curious about what he wanted to say. He simply began a seasoned cosplay performance from The Last Survivor 2.

Having previously practiced armored combat, he was already quite skilled at this. Although he mainly trained with sabers and German two-handed swords, a golf club was more than enough to deal with a weakling.

Wang Jingyuan had a satisfying battle with this younger brother he had met for the first time. When he saw the blood staining the golf club, he paused slightly. He ran a fingertip across his cheek, looked at the warm blood left on it, and broke into a delighted smile.

It wasn't green, nor was it black. It even felt so realistic. This game world...

Was just too damn cool!!!

"Little brother!"

"Qingchi! My Qingchi!"

As they watched the younger brother collapse limply to the ground, his eyes filled with fear and devoid of any other emotion, the surrounding NPCs began wailing and crying. They gathered around and held him protectively, while Wang Jingyuan only focused on the notification that appeared before him.

[Defeated Tutorial Boss Wang Qingchi]

[Tutorial stage cleared]

[Beginning draw]

[Legendary item obtained: "Fourth Calamity Experience Scroll (Five Minutes)"]

[Transferring worlds]

Listening to the exaggerated cries in his ears, Wang Jingyuan's vision went dark, and the familiar sensation of falling returned.

As he fell, he frowned in dissatisfaction. One-star review! What kind of game used a newbie village chicken as the Final Boss?

He had planned to grind monsters first, level up, and develop cautiously, yet it was telling him he had already cleared the stage?!

Before long, Wang Jingyuan sensed the surroundings gradually brightening. He looked around. Well then, he was high in the air, and beneath him appeared to be a mountain peak.

His flashy suit had also changed into a moon-white robe. Even his hair had grown much longer. What was this? Automatic outfit switching?

Still in midair, Wang Jingyuan had no time to study it. Right now, he only wanted to know whether this game had fall damage. But that question would not trouble him for long; perhaps he would find out shortly. Wait! If he died in the game world, could he still revive?

Before Wang Jingyuan could feel afraid, he realized that he was not falling very fast. It seemed that some invisible force was supporting him, allowing him to descend at an acceptable speed.

Because of that, although the mountain peak was not far away, Wang Jingyuan still took quite a while to get close.

The mountain's residents spotted him early on. They stood beneath him, craning their necks and staring at him blankly.

There were two residents on the mountain, seemingly a man and a woman. Wang Jingyuan adjusted his posture and flipped himself face-down. Only when he got closer did he see the words above their heads clearly.

The man was called Yue Buqun, and the woman was called Ning Zhongze.

Still in the air, Wang Jingyuan suddenly slapped his palm. So it was a dungeon based on The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. He knew this plot well.

Since the Sword-Qi Conflict, only Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had remained on Huashan. The remaining disciples had all joined afterward and had not personally experienced that catastrophe.

But Yue Buqun was different. He had seen Huashan in its heyday. He also knew full well that compared to those senior brothers who could be called geniuses, he was nothing. Yet precisely because of that, not many members of the Sword Sect had targeted him during the Sword-Qi Conflict, allowing him to survive.

If not for the Sword-Qi Conflict, the position of Mount Hua Sect leader would never have fallen to him.

"Swords emerge from Huashan."

Back then, those four words had not been limited to the Five Great Sword Sects. They had been acknowledged by the entire martial world.

Because he knew what the Mount Hua Sect had been like at its height, when the burden of revitalizing Huashan fell upon his shoulders, he could truly feel just how heavy that burden was.

As the person who rose earliest in the Mount Hua Sect every day, one reason was that he needed the dawn's purple qi to cultivate the Zixia Divine Skill. The other was that, under such an immense burden, how could he possibly sleep?

As for what Huashan was like at the hour of the tiger, Yue Buqun had the most authority to speak on it.

Naturally, Ning Zhongze was the second earliest to rise on Huashan. After all, it was the Ming Dynasty, and husbands being the authority over wives was perfectly normal. Yue Buqun had to rise early to practice, so Ning Zhongze naturally prepared his breakfast for after training.

As for the other disciples, they would not wake until broad daylight.

Thus, when Wang Jingyuan slowly descended from the sky, only Yue Buqun and his wife witnessed the scene. The sun had just revealed a sliver of itself, and its faint rays lit up the morning clouds. Amid the crimson glow of the clouds was a subtle trace of purple.

It was the perfect time to cultivate the Zixia Divine Skill, but Yue Buqun could no longer spare it any attention. The moment he looked up, he saw Wang Jingyuan slowly descending. Bathed in the rosy light, he gazed at Yue Buqun with an unreadable expression.

Yue Buqun muttered, "An immortal? Or have I suffered qi deviation?"

Ning Zhongze held Yue Buqun's hand from beside him. "Senior Brother, I see him too."

Upon hearing that, Yue Buqun's face immediately twitched. His expression turned excited, and he was on the verge of tears. An immortal had descended into the world. Though he did not know why the immortal had come to Huashan...

Still, he and his wife were the first to see this divine being. What did that mean? This was immortal destiny! That was how it was written in storybooks.

Even if immortal destiny ultimately proved beyond reach, they had at least glimpsed a ray of hope for revitalizing Huashan.

Wang Jingyuan slowly landed atop Huashan. Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze used their lightness skills to reach him, then immediately bowed down in worship.

"This humble mortal Yue Buqun, together with my unworthy wife, pays respects to the Immortal Elder!"

Just as Wang Jingyuan was about to speak, a row of notifications appeared before him.

[Entered hunger state]

[All attributes declining]

[Please eat as soon as possible]

At that moment, Wang Jingyuan's stomach began growling as well. He scratched his belly, looked at Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze kneeling before him, and asked, "Old man, do you have anything to eat here?"

When Yue Buqun heard Wang Jingyuan's stomach growl, he was somewhat stunned. After all, whether in operas or scriptures, they repeatedly emphasized one thing.

Immortals lived on wind and dew; they did not eat mortal food.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Yue Buqun exchanged a glance with his wife before cautiously replying, "Please follow me, Immortal Elder."

With that, he prepared to lead Wang Jingyuan toward the Mount Hua Sect's residence. Yet before they had gone very far, they were forced to stop.

This was where Yue Buqun practiced martial arts: a cliff near the Mount Hua Sect's residence that few people visited. Therefore, there was no road built here at all. Yue Buqun had always traveled here using lightness skills.

But Wang Jingyuan did not know lightness skills. Thus, Yue Buqun and his wife could only watch helplessly as the "immortal" clung to a rock with all four limbs and painstakingly slid his way down.