I Was Like... How the Hell Could These People Fly?!

"Hahahaha, I'm maxed out!! Everything's maxed out!! I'm invincible!!!"

Jing Pu laughed maniacally in a boundless Void Space. Before him stood a door, glowing deep blue with tiny specks of light.

Three years!

Who the hell knew how Jing Pu had made it through those three years?!

Three years ago, Jing Pu had transmigrated to this godforsaken place. It was an endless expanse with nothing in sight. Then a voice had suddenly told him that the only way out was to cultivate.

For the past three years, Jing Pu had painstakingly practiced all kinds of techniques in this Void Space, where any ordinary person would go mad after just three days.

Things like Sword Dao, Tea Dao, Zither Heart...

Seventy-two books of all sorts!

And now!!!

After three years, Jing Pu had brought every one of those bizarre arts to the pinnacle—to the highest level!

At last, after Jing Pu had cultivated the final one, Dao Heart, to the pinnacle today, this deep blue door had appeared before him. It was obvious: he could finally leave!!

After three years of hard cultivation, Jing Pu felt like he was already an absolute powerhouse!!

A max-level big shot—he could finally go out and have some fun!!

He turned around and took one last look at the place, its walls covered in tally marks he'd carved himself. He flipped it off, then without a backward glance or a shred of regret, plunged straight through the deep blue door.

A streak of rainbow light flashed. When Jing Pu slowly opened his eyes...

At the sight before him and the hubbub all around, a smile appeared on Jing Pu's face.

How long had it been? How long since he'd heard the familiar sounds of the human world?

Before him was a small town, a little village bustling with people. All sorts of street vendors lined the roads, hawking their wares at the top of their lungs. Their cries rang out without end.

A starter village?!

Jing Pu figured he had the gist of it. Then he stepped inside. The moment he entered the village, everyone turned to look at him.

For a moment, the sounds of the whole street died down.

After Jing Pu had cultivated Dao Heart to the pinnacle, every movement he made carried the air of a sage. He shone like the sun, like a divine lord reincarnated.

On top of that, Jing Pu was incredibly handsome, just as the old poem said: "On the road, men are fair as jade; among gentlemen, none compare."

With his looks and his bearing, he seemed like a god.

Some of the young women and wives on the street blushed as soon as they saw Jing Pu.

Jing Pu didn't notice the eyes on him. Instead, he looked around at this world.

The people wore simple, old-fashioned clothes, and some even had long swords strapped to their backs. Hmm... Looks like a wuxia world.

That meant the three years he'd spent cultivating in the Void Space hadn't gone to waste.

During those three years, Jing Pu had genuinely worried that he might master everything only to end up in the modern world, where all his skills would be useless.

Since this was a wuxia world... Jing Pu wondered whether he should start his own sect right away or join another one first and lie low. Once he truly understood this world, he could become the founding patriarch.

But before any of that... Jing Pu needed to fill his stomach.

In the Void Space, Jing Pu hadn't lacked for food or drink. His Shen Nong and Culinary Arts were both at the pinnacle, so he'd grown his own vegetables and cooked for himself. He was an excellent chef.

But he'd left in such a hurry that he hadn't brought anything with him.

There were so many snacks lining the road, and Jing Pu was hungry.

He went straight to a steamed bun shop and ordered two baskets of buns to take away, planning to eat as he wandered around.

But after the beautiful proprietress had packed up the two baskets, Jing Pu reached into his pocket and realized he was in trouble... He hadn't brought any money. He didn't have any money at all.

The beautiful proprietress didn't seem annoyed when she saw that Jing Pu had no money. She blinked her lovely, alluring eyes twice, then gazed at him and said:

"If you didn't bring any money, Young Master, you can pay me next time~"

Seeing the proprietress looking so smitten, Jing Pu raised an eyebrow. As expected...

As expected, being handsome made life easy wherever you went.

However, Jing Pu wasn't the type to like owing people favors. He raised an eyebrow and said:

"Do you have some paper and ink? I'll write you a piece of calligraphy to cover the cost of the buns. How's that?"

The proprietress paused, then looked at Jing Pu with a coy, sweet gaze.

"Will you come again next time, then, Young Master?"

Jing Pu took a bite of a bun and immediately nodded.

"Of course. Your buns are so delicious, I'll definitely be back."

The proprietress puffed out her chest and gazed at him with flirtatious eyes.

"I've got something even tastier~"

Jing Pu froze. What the hell, don't take it there...

Seeing his expression, the proprietress giggled and called to the shop assistant behind her to bring Jing Pu paper and ink.

At last, Jing Pu had found someone he could talk to. He looked at the proprietress with curiosity and said sweetly:

"Miss, where are we?"

The proprietress wasn't surprised at all that Jing Pu didn't know the town's name. She covered her mouth with a smile and said:

"Qinghe Town, Young Master. You must be an immortal heading to the Divine Sword Sect's entrance examination."

"Divine Sword Sect?"

"An immortal?"

Jing Pu was taken aback, not quite understanding. But he quickly figured it out: she probably meant he was going to take a sect's entrance examination.

In that case... Jing Pu would first go and join this Divine Sword Sect. Once he became a disciple and learned a little about the world, he'd found his own sect!

Jing Pu nodded, then asked at once:

"Um... I'm a little lost. Which way is the Divine Sword Sect?"

The beautiful proprietress laughed sweetly and pointed toward the endless mountain range in the distance.

"The Divine Sword Sect is that way."

Jing Pu looked toward the mountains and nodded slightly. It seemed pretty far. As the saying went, a horse could run itself to death before reaching a mountain that seemed nearby. It would take at least two or three days to get from here to those high peaks.

Just as Jing Pu was about to ask when the so-called Divine Sword Sect would hold its entrance examination...

Suddenly, something whooshed overhead.

It wasn't very loud, but it brought a gust of wind. Jing Pu felt it and immediately looked up, puzzled.

Uh...

He didn't see anything. Jing Pu pursed his lips, then looked back at the proprietress.

By then, the shop assistant had brought out a table and the paper and ink. Jing Pu rolled up his sleeves, ready to sweep his brush across the page and write something for the shop owner.

Jing Pu truly wasn't taking advantage of the proprietress. His Calligraphy Method was also at the pinnacle. In the modern world, each piece of his calligraphy would have fetched at least a million!

Here, wouldn't it be worth at least a thousand taels of silver?

It'd be more than enough to buy the whole village.

Just as Jing Pu was about to begin, something whooshed past overhead again, blowing the papers on the table into the air.

Jing Pu frowned and looked up again. What the hell is that thing, whooshing back and forth?!

Jing Pu still didn't see anything when he looked up. But as he was about to frown and lower his head to write...

Jing Pu suddenly saw it. The sight made his jaw nearly hit the ground.

Th-this... Jing Pu saw an... immortal standing on a Flying Sword...

What the hell?!

How the hell could these people fly?!

(Realm ranks in this book: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Emergence, Spirit Transformation, Tribulation Crossing, Mahayana, Ascension...)

(A lot of people keep arguing about Dao Heart, so I'll explain it here once and for all: Dao Heart merely allows a person to keep their mind free of distractions. It doesn't make them lose their emotions and desires.)