Chapter One: Fang Yan

  The sky was somewhat gloomy, faintly revealing a hint of crimson. This was an independent space opened up by a powerful being. In a basin below it, hundreds of second and third-tier demonic beasts were fighting together with a group of young men and women who exuded a green aura.

  The cries of killing, the howls of the demon beasts merged into a torrent that rushed straight up to the sky.

  Just as these monsters were about to be annihilated, the young man in charge suddenly stabbed his long sword into one of the slightly thinner boys.

  "You……" The frail young man was originally weak, an absolute inferior in the crowd, and had to work extra hard when fighting against demonic beasts. Just look at the scars on his body. But at this moment, he turned his back to his comrades who were fighting alongside him, only to be met with a sneak attack from the enemy.

  With a deep sense of regret, Fang Yan fell backwards into the pool of blood.

  "Gao Jin, you killed Fang Yan."

  "Oh no, oh no, Fang Yan died in this forbidden land, and Fang Zhen will definitely not let it go." A delicate-looking girl with a doll-like face stuck out her tongue and said to the tall boy in front of her, anyone could see the schadenfreude in her eyes.

  "Hmph, a mere waste of a Qi Refining stage three cultivator. If they're dead, then so be it. What's the big deal? This is the trial grounds of the three major families in Yunzhou City. Since it's a trial, how could there not be casualties?" The tall and robust youth named Gao Jin let out a cold snort, his face filled with disdain.

  "Yan Ran, that little kid who often clings to you is now dead. You won't go and inform Fang Zhen about it, will you?" As he spoke, Gao Jin glanced sideways at the stunning beauty standing beside him.

  This woman's skin is like snow, as beautiful as sheep fat jade, her figure is fiery, protruding in the front and curving in the back, just one look and it's clear she's a stunning seductress who can kill with a single glance.

  "A waste of resources, only reaching the third stage of Qi training now. Such a waste, if he dies, it's his own business, nothing to do with me." The stunning woman Wang Yanran had an indifferent expression on her face.

  The sky and earth were like a bloody painting, the sky was as red as blood, as if it could seep out blood at any time. In the sword tomb, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.

  Fang Yan's eyes were slightly closed, lying in a pool of blood, his blue brocade robe was torn and tattered, hanging on his body like strips of cloth. A long sword was inserted into his chest. The surroundings were a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with dense piles of human and demon bodies stacked up like mountains. Several pale-faced young men stood in the wind, chatting and laughing, which seemed somewhat out of place with this bloody scene.

  "Let's go, Fang Yan is dead, and we're the ones who designed his murder. Now it's also time for us to leave this place of right and wrong. Let these demonic beasts tear his corpse into powder! When Master Fang Zhen asks about it later, we'll have an excuse." Gao Jin said calmly as he glanced at Fang Yan's lifeless body.

  "This sword tomb can only be entered once every three years, and there are still many relics waiting for us to discover and explore."

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh......"

  Several whooshing sounds of breaking wind suddenly rang out, and then these few young men and women disappeared in this low-lying basin.

  This sword tomb is an ancient relic controlled by the three major families of Yanzhou City, the Wang family, the Fang family, and the Gao family. Every three years, on a specific day, the three families will send young descendants from their clans to this sword tomb for training, hoping to hone themselves to the extreme through various monsters in the sword tomb.

  Fang Yan, the only son of the Fang family in Yanzhou City, couldn't bear the crowding of his peers and secretly entered the Sword Grave without telling his father. This Sword Grave was a place where those with cultivation higher than the Pre-Heavenly Realm were affected by its rules and could not enter. Those who entered were all Qi Refining Realm cultivators, ranging from the fifth to ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

  In the Sword Grave, ferocious beasts roam about, and there are countless precious treasures. Even the secret manuals of martial arts left behind by predecessors are numerous. Entering it, as long as one can survive in the end, they will gain a great fortune, and their future cultivation will be rapid progress, advancing by leaps and bounds.

  Three big families, the Gao family, the Wang family, and the Fang family, each wanting to eliminate the others, monopolize the resources of Yunzhou, and then their families will surely develop rapidly.

  The Fang family had only one heir, Fang Yan, and if he were to die, the Fang family would have no successor and would quickly decline, eventually being absorbed by the Wang and Gao families.

  As soon as Fang Yan died, his body would soon be discovered by the nearby demonic beasts who caught wind of the bloody smell, and then torn to shreds. Meanwhile, Gao Jin and his group escaped from the Sword Grave without leaving any evidence behind, and no matter what means Fang's family head used to investigate, he wouldn't be able to do anything to them.

  All around was a deathly silence, the broken sword stuck in Fang Yan's chest, standing upright against the wind. Half a moment later, a chorus of wails from ferocious beasts echoed through the air, the smell of blood spreading, and nearby ferocious beasts rushed towards this place.

  "Loading host selection..."

  "Host locked, character Fang Yan, Xianjie system transplantation completed."

  ……

  "Where is this?" A hoarse voice suddenly rang out, and in the midst of the many ferocious beasts' roars, it was so weak that it was almost inaudible. Fang Yan stood up, looking around at the bloody and brutal scene with some confusion.

  A long sword was inserted into his chest, the sword pierced through his chest, and the blood stains around him had already solidified. Fang Yan moved slightly, a heart-wrenching pain swept across his entire body.

  "This game is a bit too realistic, isn't it?" Fang Yan gritted his teeth and pulled out the long sword from his chest, staring at the congealed blood on his chest as more crimson blood began to seep out, muttering to himself.

  "Drip...drip...drip..."

  "Alert, alert, host life value plummeting, below ten points, nine... will the host activate repair system to repair?"

  Fang Yan was shocked, a sudden alarm sounded in his mind, followed by a slightly cold system prompt tone.

  "Initiate repair system repair." Life value dropped rapidly, almost cleared to zero. Once cleared to zero, it meant death. Fang Yan's voice subconsciously echoed in his mind.

  "System repair initiated, experience points reset to zero, repair started, health restored to twenty, in critical condition, recommended to continue repair." The cold system prompt sounded, followed by a series of beeping alarm sounds in his mind.

  "Damn it, I've only recovered 20% of my health and I could die at any moment. What a crappy repair job." Fang Yan couldn't help but curse as he heard the cold system prompt in his mind.

  But at this moment, fragments of memories appeared in Fang Yan's mind, forming a storm, and merged into the depths of Fang Yan's soul.

  It turned out that Fang Yan was a game enthusiast and a high player. He was obsessed with the game "Xianjing" for six days and seven nights, completely immersing himself in his role, fighting against various powerful spirits in Xianjing, rising from the lower realm to Xianjing. After a series of tasks, he was about to successfully seize the throne of the Great Emperor, overthrowing the highest ruler of Xianjing, when he suddenly died at the most critical moment. What he didn't expect was that after his sudden death, he crossed over and possessed a dead body, which also happened to be named Fang Yan.

  ……

  In the distance, the beast's roar continued. Fang Yan was shocked for a moment, and then some memories of this place merged into his soul. He knew that there were many ferocious beasts in this Sword Grave. What he needed to do now was to leave immediately, only by doing so could he save his life.

  Fang Yan's body swayed, his face deathly pale, and he stumbled as he walked. Although the system had stopped the bleeding from his chest wound, his life value was now a mere 20, which was extremely weak. At this moment, even an ordinary wild beast could take his life, let alone the ferocious beasts in the Sword Grave.

  "Damn it, this body is still too weak, I need 100 experience points to recover all my health." Fang Yan gritted his teeth and relied on his tenacious endurance to walk out dozens of meters away, leaning against a large tree and panting heavily.

  In the game "Xianjing", experience points can only be obtained by killing monsters or completing quests to level up, and at this moment, his health has dropped to 20. It's better if the monster doesn't come to kill him. As for doing tasks, he didn't have the strength, and some tasks issued by the system were impossible for him to complete.