Chapter 1: The Super Flash Sale System

Boom! A streak of violet lightning tore through the sky above the Qitian Sect's branch in Pingyang City. At that very moment, in a dilapidated thatched hut at the outskirts of the sect, a young man jolted awake from his dreams, abruptly sitting up on his tattered bed.

“What the hell! Where is this place? Did I game too hard last night and start hallucinating?” Wu Tian rubbed his eyes, bewildered as he took in his unfamiliar surroundings.

“I only played League for two days and nights straight—how could that make me hallucinate? Has my stamina really dropped that low?” Wu Tian muttered helplessly, patting his head.

Just then, a sensation as if a sledgehammer had struck his skull overwhelmed him, and a vast flood of information surged into his mind.

At last, the forcibly implanted memories clarified everything. What lay before Wu Tian was no illusion.

Damn it! He’d transmigrated! He’d really transmigrated! And, to top it off, he’d ended up in the body of someone with his exact name.

“Broke through to Level Six Martial Disciple at age eight, the number one genius in the Qitian Sect’s Pingyang City branch, with the qualifications to enter the capital’s Qitian Sect headquarters for further training!”

“The city lord of Pingyang himself arranged a marriage, promising his precious daughter to Wu Tian—what an enviable match.”

“The number one genius of Pingyang’s Qitian Sect branch, Wu Tian, was ambushed by a mysterious master, his meridians shattered and his dantian destroyed. Though he barely clung to life, he lost all cultivation and would never practice martial arts again!”

“Wu Tian, weren’t you the branch’s top genius? Why can’t you even lift a stone now? Ha! Some genius—you’re nothing but a useless prodigy!”

“A waste like you still dreams of marrying the city lord’s daughter? Don’t you know she already broke off the engagement days ago?”

“Wu Tian’s master went berserk during cultivation and died!”

“Wu Tian, you worthless waste, just go die!”

These memories flashed rapidly through Wu Tian’s mind, leaving him utterly dazed.

Damn it! He’d only gone on a killing spree in League and pulled off a legendary streak—was that really envy-worthy enough to cast him into some godforsaken parallel world? And if transmigration was inevitable, couldn’t he at least get a genius’s body out of the deal? Instead, he’d landed in the ruined shell of someone whose meridians and dantian were wrecked—how was he supposed to survive?

Tears streamed down Wu Tian’s face. He’d read countless novels and could barely accept being sent to another world, but ending up in a cripple’s body was a blow too far. Was this fate just pushing him to the brink?

After a moment of calm, Wu Tian began to comb through the memories in his mind. He was already in another world now; lamenting his fate was useless. Survival was his only concern.

According to what he now knew, his new identity was the former number one genius in the Qitian Sect’s Pingyang City branch. The Qitian Sect was a top-tier sect in the Kuangwu Empire of the Dragon God Continent. Although this was just a branch, being recognized as its leading talent meant he was qualified for the capital’s Qitian Sect headquarters—a ticket to future glory.

Yet, just as he was about to take that step, he was ambushed by a mysterious master. His meridians were severed, his dantian destroyed; overnight, he fell from prodigy to laughingstock. Even the master who had treated him like a son perished from a sudden cultivation mishap.

“From my years of reading novels, I’d bet the mysterious attack and my master’s sudden death are linked—probably the work of the same people. I may not have been the original owner of this body, but I can feel the depth of his bond with his master. Brother, rest assured, I’ll avenge your master as my promise to you,” Wu Tian murmured, clenching his fists.

But the thought of revenge only left him more bitter. Severed meridians and a shattered dantian—to a martial disciple, it was a fate worse than death, like a mortal losing both legs. Wu Tian could barely move freely, and any physical work was impossible. His fortunes over the past year since his dantian broke were proof enough of his misery.

“Before I think of revenge, I should figure out how to survive. Even the menial workers bully me now—what a wretched life,” he sighed in resignation.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain shot through Wu Tian’s eyes, and a brilliant light flashed before him. Then, a familiar game interface appeared, just like from his favorite online games.

“What the—? What is this thing?” Wu Tian stared in shock, rubbing his eyes, but the flickering interface remained stubbornly present.

“Could there really be some benefit to transmigrating?” Hope rekindled as he fixed his gaze on the screen.

A line of text shimmered: Would the host like to activate the ‘Super Insta-Kill System’? Yes or No!

“Of course, yes! But how do I choose?” Wu Tian wondered, when suddenly, the ‘Yes’ option glowed in response.

So, the interface was controlled by thought alone—far better than any mouse.

Ding!

“Congratulations, host. ‘Super Insta-Kill System’ successfully activated. Would you like to view your attributes?”

“Yes!”

Player: Wu Tian

Class: Warrior

Level: 0 (In terms of the Dragon God Continent’s hierarchy: Martial Disciple, Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Lord, Martial Sect, Martial Emperor, Martial Deity. Each realm has levels 1 to 10.)

Insta-Kill (Basic): 0/100 (Current rank: Basic. Can instantly kill an enemy one level above the player, with increased chance of high-quality loot. Cooldown: half an hour. Ranks: Basic, Intermediate, Advanced, Divine, Super-Devil, Heaven-Defying.)

Health: 100

True Qi: 100

Main Skills: None

Auxiliary Skills: None

Luck: 50 (max 100)

Charm: 50 (max 100)

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As the attribute screen unfolded before him, Wu Tian was utterly astonished.

Damn! It really was a game system! He’d struck gold—he was the only player in this entire world! He might not know much about cultivation, but who could beat him at gaming here? He could play for three days and nights without rest—who could compete with that?

Surveying the myriad functions of the game interface, Wu Tian was so excited he nearly went mad.

With the Super Insta-Kill System, survival in this world, avenging his master—none of it was a problem. Rising to the pinnacle of this realm, surrounded by beauties, was only a matter of time.

After the excitement faded, Wu Tian began to study the Super Insta-Kill System. As a seasoned pro gamer, the first step was to master the system. The initial functions were simple and intuitive, though many more would unlock as he leveled up.

But what fascinated Wu Tian most was the Insta-Kill skill itself: it allowed him to instantly defeat enemies one rank above him and increased the drop rate for rare items. This was nothing short of an unrivaled, heaven-defying ability.

With the Insta-Kill System in hand, the world was his for the taking!