Chapter 1, And or.

Section 3, Entry into the Sect

Curiosity often kills.

After dismounting the carriage, I was led into the Sanqing Hall by two enthusiastic senior brothers from the Wudang Sect. Following the regulations, I bowed and offered tea, after which I was given a set of blue cloth robes and brought before the NPC Yin Litong, officially becoming a disciple of the Wudang Sect. Subsequently, I used the several thousand learning points I had to acquire the Wudang Body Technique, the Soft Cloud Sword Technique, and the Wudang Mind Method, and then returned to my assigned small room to practice diligently. These three sets of skills are the basic martial arts that all beginner swordsmanship disciples must learn; their power is quite ordinary, purely designed to build a foundation. Once I reached a certain level of proficiency and gained my master's recognition, I would be able to learn the intermediate Wudang martial art, the Wrapping Finger Soft Sword. This sword technique is currently the most representative martial art of the Wudang Sect in the martial world, widely practiced by users, though their levels of mastery vary significantly. Higher-level techniques such as the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, the Two Instruments Sword Technique, and the Three Purities Sword Technique have very high requirements, and those who can learn them are all well-known figures in the martial world. As for the Taiji Sword Technique and the Pure Yang Wuji Mind Method, they can only be taught if one's skill reaches 90% of the master's level and after completing difficult sect tasks.

Yi Yun knew that the past few days had not been in vain. It was through her observations during this time that she came to understand how Xiao Dao's strength was forged. Yi Yun had once felt disheartened by the rapid progress of Xue Dao Ren and Shang Xin Duan Chang's skills, struggling to find her own direction. With such a long gap in experience between the three of them, she wondered how she could make up for it. However, at this moment, Yi Yun had completely understood how the distance was created. Perhaps this realization was quite sad, but it was a necessary price to pay. Yi Yun leaped down from the rooftop, resolutely carrying her bundle as she stepped into the auction house in the capital.

On Wudang Mountain, at the edge of a sheer cliff. Standing alone against the wind, I have finally relearned the technique of the finger sword. Since I have resolved not to go to the Hate Heaven Cave, it seems I must seek out other suitable places for practice. Any location with a crowd may once again bring the heart-wrenching encounters and the visit of the blood knife. At present, I do not wish to encounter those two again, as I cannot bear the feelings of powerlessness and humiliation in their presence

Heartbroken and desolate, just as he was about to take a step away, he suddenly turned back, frowning at Yi Yun beside him, "How did such a useless person end up here, still from the Wudang Sect? Ha, as expected, a sect with only trash martial arts can only accept useless disciples." Before Yi Yun could express her anger, she saw the sword in Heartbroken and Desolate's hand point towards her, and a terrifying blue energy instantly penetrated her body, causing her consciousness to plunge into darkness once again

The next morning, all the men and women of age at the Growth Institute were collectively relocated, each assigned a house in designated areas within City S according to the divisions of the Growth Institute. Although referred to as houses, their sole purpose was to provide a safe and tranquil place for individuals to rest their bodies, merely to enter the Era of Chaos

"Hmph! Blood Blade, I see you are tired of living. I have not sought you out, yet you dare to provoke me in front of my heartbroken self!" The tone of Heartbroken was filled with disdain for Blood Blade, while simultaneously exuding immense confidence and pride in his own strength. Blood Blade laughed loudly, "Very well, I have heard that you have intentions towards Qingyi. Today, I merely wanted to force you out, but unexpectedly, by chance, I can defeat you in front of Qingyi. Let us see what qualifications you have to covet what is beyond your reach." Qingyi, who was nearby, seemed somewhat displeased by their conversation, her brows slightly furrowed, but she remained silent as she was in the midst of healing. After speaking, Blood Blade shouted and raised his sword to attack Heartbroken, a powerful force mixed with dust from the cave rushing towards Heartbroken's head. Seeing that there was enough space at the cave entrance for her to enter, Yiyun quickly slipped in and rushed to her own corpse, removing the equipment and items from it and placing them into her backpack, finally letting out a sigh of relief. Looking back, she saw the two were engaged in fierce combat at the cave entrance, so she could only sit at a distance, watching the battle while waiting for an opportunity to exit the cave.

Preface

Section 4, First time

As the man finished speaking, Heartbroken stepped out slowly, his face pale and teeth clenched, saying: "Purple Heart, today I will settle the matter of you killing my wife with you!" In response, a purple-robed man at the forefront of the Shenzhou Gang, whose appearance was difficult to discern, laughed heartily and said: "If you want to fight, then fight; why all this unnecessary talk? In the martial world, life and death are intertwined, and if you wish to avoid it, you must be capable. Heartbroken, if you have the ability, come and take my life!"

The Chaos Era virtual network in China is fully developed with a background of ancient mythology and martial arts. The Chaos Era network allocates based on racial genes as a means of identification, rather than planning according to geographical regions. In the case of individuals possessing two or more bloodlines, they are granted the right to choose freely.

Yi Yun's eyes were fixed intently on the attic where Xiao Dao had just been. Inside the attic, there were still the clothes left by Xiao Dao, and Yi Yun believed that Xiao Dao would surely return to the attic. Before long, she indeed saw Xiao Dao's figure appear in the attic, slowly taking off his combat gear and putting on the entire set of enhanced equipment one by one. He then sat still, his body faintly glowing with a very light red light. 'Isn't he afraid of the Anti-Alliance people causing him trouble?' Yi Yun wondered to herself, then smiled self-deprecatingly. Others would be too busy hiding from him; knowing he was here, who would dare to surround and attack him?

Once again, I experienced the feeling of rebirth, and my heart was filled with bitterness. After struggling for half a month, I never expected to start all over again. Fortunately, my life skills remain intact; otherwise, the thought of having to mine for another three months and deal with the furnace for another three months is truly terrifying. The one who just reminded me should be her, but isn't she from the Lingjiu Palace? How could she help me? I stopped my thoughts and hurriedly ran down the mountain with my legs, which lacked any support from lightness skills. I cannot afford to lose my equipment, as it is worth nearly 100,000 silver!

"Xiaolin, it is not right for you to speak like that. After all, we have been collaborating for such a long time, and there must be some feelings and trust built between us. While I certainly adhere to the principles of business in our dealings, outside of business, I genuinely consider you a good friend. What does it matter to give you a hairpin?"

Blood Blade, since you have come, why hide your head and show your tail! At the entrance of the inn, a rather plump figure stepped in slowly, and Yi Yun's expression immediately darkened. The person was none other than Heartbroken and Heart-wrenching. In the center of the inn's hall, a burly man slowly stood up and casually threw his hat to the ground. "Heartbroken and Heart-wrenching, I didn't expect that after a few months apart, I would be able to fight you again." He then turned to Qing Yi in the distance, "Qing Yi, it seems you have lost quite a bit of weight after not seeing you for some time." Facing Blood Blade's words of concern, Qing Yi showed no response, as if she had not heard, and continued to drink her tea.

The story that this book is about takes place within the context of the virtual network of China in the "Era of Chaos," a nation with an extremely long history, rich in countless ancient civilizations and myths, and a great country that accounted for one-third of the global population in 2432

Until the next day, Xiaoshan still did not mention the issue of the disparity in levels to Yiyun, who was already unable to endure it any longer. After practicing in the cave with Xiaoshan for a while, she said, "Senior Brother, I feel unwell today. You can practice alone; I will go outside to rest for a bit." Xiaoshan thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "You go ahead. Remember to come back and find me once you feel better. Make sure to practice diligently and not waste time." Yiyun responded and left Xiaoshan's side, wandering far in the cave before choosing a spot to comfortably vent her frustrations. "Indeed despicable!" she muttered to herself, "Killing one with you only gives me three learning points. Although it is much faster than practicing alone, I can earn seventy points by killing on my own. How many have you taken from me in just over a day?" Yiyun grumbled indignantly. This place actually had quite a few people, but since it was deep within the cave, everyone could still obtain a good spot to practice and earn points. They coexisted peacefully, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, with people occasionally chatting with one another.

Do you three really think you can stop me by joining forces?

"Wake up, everyone, we will soon arrive at Emei," the coachman called out loudly as usual to rouse a few people. Otherwise, once they reached the Emei Sect, those who boarded the carriage would surely complain about their seats being occupied, leading to discontent. If they encountered another sect with a bad temper, a scuffle would be inevitable. Yi Yun stretched lazily and woke up, splashing a bit of clean water from the water bag to wash her face. The group settled into the seats at the very back of the carriage. Sitting here, even when the carriage was full, they would not be jostled uncomfortably due to the unique structure of the seats. They could also see the entire interior of the carriage clearly, preventing encounters with thieves. When the carriage made sharp turns, they would not be affected by inertia as those sitting on the sides would, making it easier to maintain their balance. However, there was a relative cost; if the carriage came to a sudden stop, their heads might inadvertently make close contact with the carriage wall. Nevertheless, such situations were rare, and the merchants believed that the benefits gained from this arrangement were worth the price.

Upon seeing the seven individuals approaching, a surge of wild joy filled the heart of the observer. 'Today, I shall surely witness the power of the Taiji Sword and Taiji Circle!' Led by Xiao Lang, the seven either formed a circle or wielded their swords in a circular motion, instantly generating a spherical aura of energy around their bodies. With a loud shout, they simultaneously directed this energy towards the densely packed members of the Shenzhou Gang, approximately ten meters away. The seven combined their white light into one, enveloping the heads of more than ten individuals. A series of pained groans followed, as those struck by the white light, unable to mobilize their internal energy in time to defend themselves, had their meridians shattered and perished. Only four, benefiting from their equipment, managed to withstand the attack with all their might, sustaining severe injuries but surviving. The spherical aura of energy formed around their bodies once again, and the seven shouted in unison as they launched their energy towards the densely packed members of the Shenzhou Gang. The white light converged and descended upon the heads of more than ten individuals, resulting in a succession of anguished cries. Those who were hit by the white light, unable to defend themselves in time, had their meridians severed and died, while only four, due to their equipment advantage, managed to resist with all their strength, though heavily injured. Observing this, the Purple Heart individuals felt a slight panic; they had not anticipated that the Wudang Sect possessed such profound martial arts. If this continued, today's battle would be difficult to escape. They attempted several times to unleash their poison techniques with all their might in an effort to break free and provide assistance, but they struggled against the relentless joint assault from the Destroying God and Heartbreak. Witnessing that Xiao Lang and his seven companions had already unleashed several waves of energy, the number of their own side rendered powerless had risen to thirty-seven. They were filled with anxiety yet felt helpless, secretly resenting their past disdain for the Wudang Sect; otherwise, with a little effort to rally, they would not find themselves in such a dire predicament today.

The Yue Lai Inn can undoubtedly be regarded as the largest inn in the country, with branches in every city and numerous locations in bustling small towns. It is said that the main shareholders behind it are a group of players known as Feihe Zhuang, which has dominated the martial arts world for over twenty years, with wealth that can only be described as rivaling that of nations. They monopolize money exchanges, restaurants, brothels, weapon shops, equipment stores, and pharmacies. Although Feihe Zhuang does not have many experts, even the largest gang, Shenzhou Zongheng, would not dare to offend them unless absolutely necessary. The scale of the Yue Lai Inn in the capital is unmatched by any other city, even the renowned Yangzhou, known for its entertainment, cannot compare. From the position where Yi Yun is located, she can see everything within the inn. "Something seems off; there are too many martial artists in the inn today. Could something be happening here?" Yi Yun surveyed the first-floor hall of the inn, which was filled with over a thousand people, and couldn't help but feel puzzled, contemplating whether she should leave.

The Hate Heaven Cave, due to the large number of people, often experiences incidents of individuals fighting over practice spots, leading to frequent occurrences of vendettas. When one side is unable to prevail, they often call upon friends from their faction to seek revenge, perhaps due to the atmosphere of hostility. Eventually, the cave became a place where occasionally some exceptionally powerful masters would come to indiscriminately kill and clear the area, or where masters from one sect would come to eliminate members of another sect. As a result, those who frequently practiced here became extremely vigilant about their surroundings. Upon spotting those masters known for clearing the area, they would quickly flee the cave and only return to continue their practice once they were certain that the masters had left. Xiaoshan is a talkative person; since entering, he has been chatting with the people inside the cave from time to time. Yiyun, standing by, has also heard many stories about this place, even learning which sects' members are absolutely not to be provoked and which individuals have powerful superiors backing them.

"Buddy! Is this outfit for sale at fifty thousand taels?" A man eagerly ran up to Yi Yun, his tone carrying a hint of pleading as he inquired. "Handsome, this outfit was sourced directly from the city, and if it were in the capital, it would certainly be no less than sixty-eight thousand taels. How can you bear to haggle with me? I traveled a long way from Dali and only made a few hundred taels of profit on this piece." Yi Yun tried to display a troubled expression. Upon hearing this, the man seemed a bit hesitant. After pondering for a while, he reluctantly pulled out six large denomination banknotes from his pocket, as if he were painfully parting with flesh. "Buddy, please, just give me a few taels back. To be honest, I only have sixty thousand taels on me. If I spend it all, I won't have money for meals in the next couple of days." Yi Yun pretended to look pained and nodded vigorously, "Alright, no problem. You seem to be a devoted person." Saying this, Yi Yun accepted the banknotes and handed over thirty ingots of silver along with the outfit to the man, who showed a grateful expression. "Thank you, buddy! My name is Qíngxù. Since you are so generous, feel free to ask me for help if you need anything in the future." Yi Yun exchanged a few polite words to send Qíngxù away and continued to call out cheerfully. As long as she sold one piece, this trip would be profitable, and with the remaining piece, she could afford to stay here a few more days without any rush.

A woman resembling a red cloud stepped through the door of the inn and chose a seat near the entrance. Her arrival immediately attracted the attention of countless onlookers, dressed in a red robe that made it impossible to discern her sect. However, Yi Yun knew that this woman must have a significant background, as evidenced by the reactions of several tables of individuals whose demeanor was distinctly different from that of ordinary people in the martial world. The commotion caused by the woman had not yet fully subsided when Qinyi entered the inn, leading more than ten members of the Emei Sect, which instantly made the discussions among the patrons even more boisterous. "I suppose I am quite unfortunate, wanting to have a meal but inadvertently getting caught up in this trouble."

With a smile, Yi Yun said, "Because my entry-level martial arts skills only reached level 1, my mental techniques are also only at level 1, and my swordsmanship is merely at 40, just meeting the conditions to learn the sword maneuver. Moreover, I practiced basic martial arts extensively before, accumulating quite a few learning points, so naturally, I saved some compared to you." Upon hearing this, Xiao Shan suddenly realized and, taking on the role of a senior brother, instructed, "Yi Yun, this is not right. If the foundation is not solid, it will affect your future cultivation. Our orthodox martial arts emphasize a gradual approach; one must never seek quick success and instant benefits." Yi Yun nodded in response, but inwardly scoffed, 'Go to hell, just the other night I heard you lamenting to others about not adding too many entry-level martial arts skills, wasting learning points for nothing. Now you speak such nonsense to me.' Xiao Shan was very pleased with Yi Yun's attitude and continued in his role as a senior brother, "Yi Yun, this is not right. If the foundation is not solid, it will affect your future cultivation. Our orthodox martial arts emphasize a gradual approach; one must never seek quick success and instant benefits." Yi Yun nodded in response, but inwardly scoffed, 'Go to hell, just the other night I heard you lamenting to others about not adding too many entry-level martial arts skills, wasting learning points for nothing. Now you speak such nonsense to me.' Xiao Shan, seeing Yi Yun's attitude, was very satisfied, "Once we finish practicing in the Hate Sky Cave and accumulate more learning points, you can make up for what you need to when you return, understood?" "Yes, Senior Brother!" Yi Yun replied respectfully. The two rode the fast horses specially rented by the sect for disciples to use when going out, and within a few days, they arrived at the entrance of the Hate Sky Cave near Yanmen Pass. They saw many people from various sects coming and going at the entrance, and Yi Yun immediately felt a surge of excitement. After Xiao Shan tied up the horses, he ordered some vegetarian dishes to fill their stomachs, and then he took Yi Yun into the Hate Sky Cave.

"According to the rhyme, you little rascal, you really haven't contacted us again. Liuzi and I are in Xixia, and the others are all scattered far apart. Where have you been assigned?" Ba Tian's voice entered Yi Yun's consciousness, a feature set by the system for private communication. It allows one to convey their words to a specific person. "I am in Dali, quite far from you, so I fear we won't be able to meet anytime soon. I have decided to join the Wudang Sect. What about you?" "Liuzi plans to join the Blood Knife Sect, and I intend to join the Huashan Sect to learn the Dugu Nine Swords in the future!" "Then let's all work hard. We will meet again when we have mastered the basic functions of our respective sects and come down the mountain." After saying this, Yi Yun requested the system to close the communication channel, completely ignoring Ba Tian's furious outburst cursing at her from Xixia.

Blood Blade, you are quite arrogant. Knowing that the Anti-Alliance is gathering here, you dare to come alone and look down on others!" Blood Blade laughed loudly and said, "Heartbroken, are you feeling timid? I am not here today as the leader of the Divine State's Sword Hall, but as Blood Blade myself. Since the impending great battle is unavoidable, I am merely here to reap your life in advance, fearing that you might die in the chaos!"

After Ba Tian finished speaking, Yi Yun smiled slightly and said, "Ba Tian, you have mentioned this many times already." Upon hearing this, Ba Tian immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction, "How can I rest easy without explaining it to you a few more times? I know your temperament all too well. Once you go in, you might just forget to contact us and live your own life. I dare to bet that if we don't take the initiative to reach out to you after you go in, you definitely won't take the initiative to contact us." "Maybe!" Yi Yun felt a bit embarrassed as Ba Tian hit the nail on the head regarding her thoughts. Ba Tian and a few others immediately started to tease her, pointing out her faults, and within moments, it turned into a lively commotion.

Awakening from memories, my gaze fell upon the leader of the Shenzhou Gang, Lan Taiyang, in the arena. My heart seemed to stir suddenly, yet I could not grasp what it was at that moment, so I cast aside those vague thoughts and continued to observe the battle. The lineup of experts from the Shenzhou Gang was exceptionally formidable, primarily composed of the Blood Knife Sect, the Starry Sky Sect, the Spirit Vulture Palace, and the Shaolin Sect. The opposing alliance was mainly represented by the Huashan, Wudang, Emei, and Quanzhen Beggars' Sect experts. At this point, the battle had reached a fever pitch, with numerous corpses lying on the ground. The gang wars in the martial world do not possess the strict discipline and coordinated formations of an army; thus, the quality of equipment, the inherent strength of individuals, and personal judgment are the key factors determining one's value and survival on the battlefield. In such gang wars, exceptionally powerful experts are like killing machines on the battlefield, and they cannot be countered by the simple numerical theories of ordinary martial artists. As the fierce battle raged on, a group of hot-blooded newcomers who were meant to be cannon fodder had indeed become cannon fodder. Those with stronger abilities or guidance from seniors had long since withdrawn from the inner circle of the square, only engaging in combat with the opposing gang members in the outer circle. Consequently, within the vast inner circle of the square, only about a thousand people remained, and the outcome of this battle largely depended on these individuals. The fighting in the outer circle could last for days and nights without yielding a result.

Three months of nearly round-the-clock mining and training have indeed paid off for Yi Yun, as both mining and sword forging have reached an intermediate level. Yi Yun is now capable of crafting iron swords and black iron swords, which can be sold for over one hundred taels of silver each. The influx of newcomers has significantly improved Yi Yun's living conditions. In these three months, not only has Yi Yun saved over eight thousand taels of silver, but the basic swordsmanship has also advanced to level twenty-seven, and the fundamental internal skills have reached level eighteen. Although such strength might be easily surpassed by someone who has dedicated a month to training with a sect's basic martial arts, Yi Yun is quite satisfied. With a bit more savings, the foundational requirements for joining the Wudang Sect have already been met.

Welcome to the Era of Chaos in China. The basic knowledge system regarding the Era of Chaos has been automatically transmitted to your brain. If you have any questions, you may call for assistance. Wishing you a joyful and fulfilling new life in the Era of Chaos

Putting down the iron pickaxe in rhythm, he sat down heavily on a stone, looking at his hands that had been worn to blisters, and then glancing at the few pieces of bronze ore in the bag beside him, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. The initial curiosity about work had now been completely extinguished, and he only felt that the days spent in the growth academy were like paradise. ... Reflecting on the past, everyone was eager to grow up quickly and enter the chaotic era, truly a case of youth not knowing the taste of sorrow, longing for the upper floors, longing for the upper floors...

As Yi Yun once again became aware of her surroundings, she found herself in a street characterized by ancient architecture, dressed in a set of garments made from extremely poor-quality fabric, with a long sword hanging at her waist that was clearly made of inferior metal. "So this is the world of the Chaotic Era; it is indeed entirely different from the place where I lived before," Yi Yun thought to herself, when a gentle voice resonated in her mind

Yiyun has always been very aware of her exceptional patience, which is not just ordinary but far surpasses that of others. However, she never expected that her patience would reach such an extent. For seven consecutive days and nights, Yiyun sat on the rooftop, keeping a close watch on the small knife inside the attic, even while eating. During these seven days, the small knife consumed food and water a total of fourteen times, which is twice a day. At all other times, she remained motionless, practicing her skills. Until just now, several members of the Shenzhou Gang entered the attic, seemingly whispering a few words, after which the small knife stood up and followed them out of the attic, boarding a carriage, without uttering a single word throughout the process. After boarding the carriage, Yiyun saw through the small window on the side of the carriage that the small knife was still sitting inside, completely still, faintly glowing with a soft red light, until one of the gang members pulled down the curtain on the side door, at which point Yiyun finally withdrew her gaze.

Section 5, Resentment

Two months later, Yi Yun will be able to mine any type of ore and forge various high-level weapons. Unfortunately, she does not know the source of Xuan Iron, making it impossible to create a divine weapon. Yi Yun calculated her savings, which amounted to over 50,000 taels of silver. After careful consideration, she decided to engage in some business to earn more money before going to Wudang to learn martial arts. The girl who had been mining and practicing with her for the past few months left yesterday. At the recruitment center of Lingjiu Palace, they exchanged a farewell glance before she was teleported to Lingjiu Palace. This was the only exchange of glances between them during their time together, and it happened at the moment of parting. Yi Yun felt an inexplicable sense of reluctance in her heart, which made her feel quite uncomfortable, and she found herself often lost in thought throughout that entire day.

On the road, there were occasionally people flagging down the carriage, and before long, thirteen individuals were seated inside, all of them robust in stature, well-dressed, and adorned with fine weapons at their waists, presenting the appearance of skilled fighters. Almost no one paid attention to Yi Yun's presence, and only a few glanced at her with indifference. They were engaged in conversation, trying to guess the names of those they recognized, while the two limited beauties in the carriage became the focal point of everyone's attention. "Surely this beauty is the renowned master of the Emei Sect, Yanran Yixiao?" A robust and handsome man cupped his fists in greeting towards the woman sitting in the carriage. The woman slightly turned her head, glanced at the man a few times, and then ignored him. The man's face immediately turned awkward, and he fell silent. Other men in the carriage exchanged glances of schadenfreude. At that moment, another elegantly dressed, refined-looking man smiled and said, "I am from the Huashan Sect, Jianqing Shenzhou. It is an honor to share a carriage with Yanran Yixiao. May I have the pleasure of making a friend?"

"Let me introduce you, he is Lan, my fiancé! He came all the way from the Western Xia to see me." Xiao Lin's expression was filled with happiness and sweetness, making it clear that the relationship between the two was very good. Lan wore a silk robe, his demeanor amiable, and the skin on his hands was exceptionally smooth, leaving Yi Yun with no doubt that he was not a martial artist. Lan was very talkative; shortly after the three of them sat down at the table, he and Yi Yun hit it off and began to chat enthusiastically, exchanging insights on trade in no time. It was evident that their relationship was very good. However, this meeting was interrupted by an unwelcome voice, "Hey, you three, make some room." Five robust men, each holding a sword or knife, appeared, clearly identifiable as people from the martial world. The leader, noticing that the attention of the three had shifted to him, said with a hint of disdain, "This place is full, and you’ve eaten enough, so don’t occupy the space here." A qualified merchant, especially a small one, must endure humiliation and bear burdens. Yi Yun was a very competent merchant, so she had no special reaction to such rude remarks. Xiao Lin, feeling a bit scared, tugged at Lan's sleeve. Lan quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Brothers, please sit; we were just about to leave anyway." Saying this, he called for the waiter, settled the bill, and led Xiao Lin away, leaving the restaurant with a sense of disappointment.

"So what if we join in?" At this moment, the members of the Emei Sect, led by Qingyi, had already drawn their swords and stood up, forming a subtle encirclement around the Blood Blade. Blood Blade was anxious and said, "Qingyi! Are you saying that the Emei Sect is also going to join the Anti-Divine Alliance?" "That's right!" Upon hearing this, Blood Blade laughed heartily, "Good! If I can die at your hands today, it would not be in vain! Bu Cun, you leave; I will definitely hold them off!" Bu Cun, however, resolutely shook his head, "You leave; they cannot do anything to me." An old hand like Blood Blade would not believe Bu Cun's words. Having known Bu Cun for quite some time, he was well aware of Bu Cun's formidable strength. "Good! If I can die at your hands today, it would not be in vain! Bu Cun, you leave; I will definitely hold them off!" Bu Cun, however, resolutely shook his head, "You leave; they cannot do anything to me." An old hand like Blood Blade would not believe Bu Cun's words. Having known Bu Cun for quite some time, he was well aware of Bu Cun's formidable strength. However, the enemies they faced were not something that could be countered by individual strength. If he were to risk everything and unleash the Blood Sea Demon Blade, he believed it could create an opportunity for Bu Cun to break through. But if it were Bu Cun creating an opportunity for him, then she would absolutely not have another chance to leave.

The coachman smiled and greeted Yiyun, saying, "Hi, little fox, who did you swindle cheap goods from this time?" Yiyun laughed and scolded, "Go away, don't ruin my reputation; I have always been honest with both young and old!" A few merchants who frequently conducted business in Dali burst into laughter upon hearing this. Once Yiyun entered the carriage, they began discussing the recent fluctuations in market prices. After dealing with them for a while, Yiyun fell into a deep sleep, thinking, "There is nothing to discuss with these cunning fellows; what they reveal will surely be business news that none of us have the financial capacity to pursue. How could they possibly share anything truly useful?" After a while, the others also fell asleep in their clothes. People like them, who often traveled, had experience; if they did not take the opportunity to sleep well while still some distance from Emei, they would find it increasingly crowded upon arrival, leaving no room in the carriage for a good nap. Before long, the only sound left in the carriage was that of the merchant known as the Snorer.

What bad luck! I originally wanted to do a few more deals, but now I am forced to get on the carriage to Wudang!" Yiyun muttered to herself in frustration on the carriage, and then she remembered the five thousand taels of silver she would miss out on, which instantly caused a pang of pain in her heart, making her feel quite uncomfortable. She secretly prayed that in the future, it would be best not to encounter those people around Batian again, especially when she was selling her goods.

"We are not afraid of not being able to find you; we are just afraid that you will not be able to find us." At this moment, a group of men and women gathered around the dining table for a farewell banquet in the Growth Institute. In the various sections of the institute, everyone knows each other; having lived together for so many years, the bonds between them can almost be described as familial. To characterize this relationship merely as friendship is insufficient. The relationships between people can be delineated by a series of concentric circles; the closer individuals are to the inner circle, the more intimate their connection. No matter how intertwined the circles may be, those who stand with you and cannot be separated are the most important people in your life.

At this moment, the morale of the Anti-Shenzhou Alliance surged. Seeing the Shenzhou Gang suffering heavy casualties from their surprise attack, they intensified their offensive, aiming to defeat the Shenzhou Gang decisively. Yi Yun's gaze inadvertently swept across a pavilion at the edge of the square, where a man was slowly removing his golden silk robe and changing into a precious battle spirit outfit. Yi Yun narrowed her eyes in surprise; the man was none other than Xiao Dao! She couldn't help but wonder why Xiao Dao was hiding here, and it was evident that he had been wearing the golden silk robe before she noticed him. It is known that the golden silk robe is a good piece of equipment for enhancing comprehension, but it offers no assistance in combat. Suddenly, a thought struck Yi Yun: 'Could it be that he was practicing martial arts just now? Did he only change into his battle gear to take action upon seeing the Shenzhou Gang on the verge of defeat?' Yi Yun squinted as she surveyed the interior of the visible pavilion. The small pavilion was empty, and apart from Xiao Dao, who was changing his equipment, there was no one else. There was nothing special on the table in the pavilion. Yi Yun's heart trembled: 'His strength is earned through unimaginable solitude, loneliness, and perseverance!'

The top ten masters of the Emei Sect, led by Qingyi, unleashed the sect's ultimate sword techniques, instantly filling the air with a dazzling sword energy that surged towards Xiaodao without distinguishing friend from foe. At the same time, four masters from the Huashan Sect, standing beside Xiaodao, prudently retreated, clearly well aware of the Emei Sect's style and the ferocity of their ultimate swords. Xiaodao's expression seemed to show a hint of emotion as he wielded his knife, generating a swirling force that met the incoming sword energy. The collision was so powerful that even Yiyun, who was far in the corner, felt a sharp pain in her body, and the tables and chairs in the inn shattered and flew apart. In a brief moment, Bucun and Xuedao had already injured four disciples of the Emei Sect who were intercepting them and broke through the window. Xiaodao glanced at the window that had been shattered by the two, then slowly turned and stepped out of the inn's main door, while neither the Heartbroken nor the Qingyi dared to pursue. The Heartbroken's expression seemed somewhat abnormal as he finally broke the silence and said, "I never expected he would personally intervene to save those two! Well... let's return to the Alliance Hall." With that, he stepped out of the inn, followed by hundreds of anti-alliance members. Longjian and Jingang exchanged a glance before leaping out of the window through which Bucun had escaped. Qingyi took out a gold ingot and tossed it to the innkeeper hiding in the corner, saying, "We will cover the losses, now let’s return to the Emei Sect branch." With that, she led the way out of the inn, leaving in a hurry.

The carriage stopped at the foot of Mount Hua, and Yi Yun quickly jumped down. She found a spot that felt quite good to her and sat down, opening the long-distance communication channel: "Two sets of Mysterious Attire for sale! Each set is only 60,000 silver coins, transforming an ordinary woman into a beauty, and making a beauty instantly captivating to all! If any discerning gentleman gifts it to his beloved, he will surely win her heart immediately. Everyone, hurry to buy!" Yi Yun occasionally took a few sips of water while continuously shouting advertisements. There were quite a few passersby and onlookers, but most were deterred by the price, while those who were very wealthy clearly did not find it appealing.

Yi Yun remained immersed in the shock within her heart, "I must strive! Taking him as my goal, this is the master who surpasses all others, this is it!" Yi Yun had never felt such intense motivation, nor had she ever been so filled with confidence; goals often play such a role.

Three days later at noon, Yi Yun was still shouting energetically. During this time, quite a few people came to bargain, but Yi Yun firmly sent them away without yielding an inch. In the past two days, the number of people coming to negotiate had significantly decreased. Yi Yun noticed five or six people approaching the foot of Mount Huashan from a distance, and as one of them got closer, it turned out to be Ba Tian. "You little rascal, why didn't you tell me you were coming here? If this task is completed quickly, I fear you might leave again by the time I return," Ba Tian exclaimed excitedly, giving Yi Yun a warm hug. At this moment, the three men and two women behind Ba Tian also approached the two, eagerly inquiring about who Yi Yun was. Ba Tian quickly made simple introductions. Ye Ling picked up the clothes Yi Yun was selling and examined them carefully, saying, "These clothes are very beautiful and have quite good defensive capabilities. Are you selling them?" Yi Yun felt a bit troubled. It should be noted that Ba Tian introduced Ye Ling as a well-known expert among the female disciples of Huashan, and she had always taken good care of Ba Tian. Therefore, Yi Yun felt compelled to give a little ground, which made her feel a bit pained. Still maintaining a smiling face, she said, "If you want them, then it will be fifty-five thousand taels!" Upon hearing Yi Yun's price, Ba Tian and the others showed satisfied expressions. Ye Ling smiled and said, "The price you set is the price it should be. I can't let you suffer a loss; these clothes would cost seventy thousand in the capital now."

Shaking his head in silence, Yi Yun thought, isn't this a redundant action? Since I already possess the foundational knowledge, there was no need for the previous remarks directed at me. Yi Yun contemplated the information in his mind, analyzing the next steps he should take. Here, almost everything is a complete simulation of reality, with the social structure constructed retroactively based on all available data, while the system itself does not interfere with the game. The cities and place names are quite chaotic, not adhering to any specific dynasty, but rather pieced together from various sources. The city where Yi Yun currently resides is called Dali. Here, almost everything is a complete simulation of reality, with the social structure constructed retroactively based on all available data, while the system itself does not interfere with the game. The cities and place names are quite chaotic, not adhering to any specific dynasty, but rather pieced together from various sources. The city where Yi Yun currently resides is called Dali. 'I should practice my skills! As a person of the martial world, having seen so many novels about it in the growth academy, this is the only thing that truly captivates me. I will join the Wudang Sect!' After making this decision, Yi Yun slowly exited the city gates. Along the way, he saw many people, some of whom were virtual NPCs created by the system, mostly existing for the various facilities of the city. 'I should practice my skills! As a person of the martial world, having seen so many novels about it in the growth academy, this is the only thing that truly captivates me. I will join the Wudang Sect!' After making this decision, Yi Yun slowly exited the city gates. Along the way, he saw many people, some of whom were virtual NPCs created by the system, mostly existing for the various facilities of the city. However, in the inns, taverns, and on the streets, there were real people. Aside from a small number who, like him, had just entered or had only been there for a short time, the others appeared to be martial arts experts or great heroes, with swords hanging at their waists and dressed in luxurious garments made from fine materials. However, in the inns, taverns, and on the streets, there were real people. Aside from a small number who, like him, had just entered or had only been there for a short time, the others appeared to be martial arts experts or great heroes, with swords hanging at their waists and dressed in luxurious garments made from fine materials. 'Hey, just wait, soon I will also be one of them.'

Section 2, Division of Paths

Listening to the rhyme is quite perplexing; these individuals are not renowned experts, so why do they display such pride and satisfaction when discussing it? Ever since learning the Taiji techniques, I have found that even without sleep, I would not feel the slightest discomfort. However, after practicing for two consecutive days, I gradually began to feel fatigued and longed to leave the cave for a nap, yet I feared being struck by a small mountain and falling into the dragon's pool. Drowsiness slowly crept into my mind, and suddenly I recalled that girl, the resilient girl, instantly dispelling my sleepiness. She must be very diligent, she must be working very hard; at this moment, I cannot imagine how advanced her martial arts have become. I absolutely cannot be inferior to her! People in the cave come and go in waves, yet I have remained here for half a month without stepping out even once, purchasing food and drink at prices slightly higher than those at the inn by the cave entrance. The men and women who frequently practice here always bring extra provisions and water to sell to me. Each day is not lonely; there are always others in the cave, and they often engage in various discussions about the martial world, which has given me considerable insight into its circumstances.

Wiping the sweat from her face and neck, Yi Yun looked around. Suddenly, she spotted a slender girl with a delicate appearance in the distance, also wielding a pickaxe and mining. "What a unique personality, a good girl actually choosing mining as a life skill. How can her body and those hands endure such toil?" The girl raised her pickaxe, digging into the hard ground with every forceful strike. Yi Yun could not see the condition of the girl's hands, but she could clearly see the focused and resilient expression on the girl's face. "What a unique personality, a good girl actually choosing mining as a life skill. How can her body and those hands endure such toil?" The girl raised her pickaxe, digging into the hard ground with every forceful strike. Yi Yun could not see the condition of the girl's hands, but she could clearly see the focused and resilient expression on the girl's face. "How can I be inferior to a woman!" Yi Yun had always possessed a certain pride, and at that moment, she was deeply stimulated by the actions of the girl. Ignoring the pain in her hands, she gripped the pickaxe tightly and began to work hard. Only when she could no longer bear the exhaustion did Yi Yun take a break, drawing her sword to practice the basic sword techniques she had learned at the martial arts school. Not long after, the girl in the distance seemed to notice Yi Yun's actions and, during her occasional breaks, began to mimic her by practicing basic boxing techniques with her fists, clearly also a person with ambition and a bit of pride. The two of them, in this way, engaged in a competition of mining and training for nearly three months. However, they had never approached each other to exchange a single word, only occasionally encountering each other at the blacksmith's when refining ores and forging weapons, behaving like strangers without even exchanging a glance.

Section 9, The Reappearance of Legends

The small knife showed no intention of pursuing; instead, he turned and charged towards the other side with the knife in hand. In a cloud of blood mist, more than ten corpses appeared on the ground in an instant. The members of the anti-alliance were filled with fear, fleeing far away from the small knife, and no one dared to approach again. Seeing the small knife looking towards their side, Qingyi could not help but shout, "Shanxin Duanchang, quickly give the order to retreat, we have no chance of victory!" Shanxin Duanchang glared hatefully at the Zixin people, and after a swift round of attacks, he and Mieshen simultaneously retreated, shouting, "Everyone retreat!" Immediately, the members of the anti-alliance quickly withdrew towards one end of the square. The small knife glanced at the Zixin people, then leaped several times and disappeared into the intersecting alleys surrounding the square, leaving no trace. The Zixin people halted their side's pursuit, allocating personnel to stand guard in all directions, while simultaneously ordering the collection of abandoned items on the ground and counting casualties. For any anti-alliance members who were not dead, those who did not surrender would be killed without mercy! A few individuals took their orders and left.

Indeed, there are many experts in the Shenzhou Gang. Look, that one is the expert from Lingjiu Palace, You Que, truly formidable. That is Lan Taiyang, the master of the Shenzhou Gang and one of the top ten experts of the Huashan Sect. As Yiyun listened to the conversation of the spectators beside her, her gaze shifted to a man in the arena. The man, dressed in a blue robe, wielded his sword with extreme ferocity, and in just a short moment, more than ten people had already fallen under his blade. Yiyun tried to get a clearer look at the man's face, but was taken aback, 'How could it be him?' Although the distance was considerable, Yiyun was able to discern the man's features. At that moment, the man's expression was cold and filled with killing intent, yet Yiyun recognized him without a doubt. She had seen this man three times in Dali; he was Xiaolin's fiancé, referred to as Lan by Xiaolin. The scenes of their several encounters involuntarily surfaced in Yiyun's mind.

I heard that today at the Capital Square, Shenzhou Zongheng and the Anti-Alliance will have a duel, I wonder how many people will die this time

Section 1, Newcomers

Since the establishment of the Chaos Era virtual network, human reproduction has transitioned to occur within the network. Subsequently, the genetic data and environmental data of couples experiencing pregnancy are recorded. Then, through mechanical means in the real world, 'seeds' are obtained from both individuals, which are sent to a growth facility to eliminate various undesirable genes. Finally, individuals learn and live in the growth facility until their bodies are fully developed. Afterward, they are assigned residences, and the necessary systems are installed, guiding both men and women into the virtual world of the Chaos Era. Thereafter, these individuals almost entirely live within the network.

Pah, what use is hatred? Even now, she is still living well. How many people can truly do anything to her? Even the number one expert of the Blood Knife Sect, Little Knife, could only fight her to a draw, and Heartbroken and Heartbroken must show her some respect when they see her. Forget it, no need to say more, our Wudang experts are hardly worth mentioning! Occasionally, we are subjected to a massacre; my friends in the Blood Knife Sect tell me that they use our Wudang disciples to practice their combat experience, and by the way, let the knives taste some blood!

Listening to the conversations of the diners in the hall, Yi Yun couldn't help but feel a bit intrigued, so she decided to see the famous figures of the martial world. After contemplating this, Yi Yun took action, seeking a higher building near the frequently visited square to display her lightness skill and leaped up. Upon reaching the rooftop, she was taken aback, glancing around to find that in the night, numerous people, both visible and hidden on the surrounding buildings, had come to watch the excitement, just like herself. She couldn't help but smile and found a place to settle down, waiting for the grand battle that was about to unfold.

"This is terrible! The people from Lingjiu Palace and the Blood Knife Sect are killing at the foot of Wudang Mountain!" The cries from the sect's communication channel reached Yi Yun's ears, and a surge of inexplicable righteous indignation welled up within her. In recent days, she had heard numerous criticisms; many of her senior brothers mentioned that the Ruan Zhi Rou Sword was inferior in attack and defense compared to the martial arts of other sects, leaving the disciples of their sect oppressed by others. Especially the currently most prominent technique, the Zhe Mei Shou from Lingjiu Palace, was not something the Ruan Zhi Rou Sword could compare to. In a match of the same level, the Zhe Mei Shou could defeat a Wudang disciple using the Ruan Zhi Rou Sword within three moves. The current sect was devoid of skilled masters, who had long since descended the mountain to roam the martial world, leaving behind only junior disciples whose abilities had not yet met the requirements to descend the mountain. Consequently, disciples from various evil sects or neutral sects frequently came to the foot of Wudang Mountain to kill and show off their power.

Chapter 10, Stealing Techniques

The first time killing someone, Yi Yun felt somewhat nervous. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, a sense of guilt arose in his heart. He then recalled the Blood Blade, and immediately, that feeling was replaced by rage. Once he stabilized his emotions, he surprisingly found that looking at the corpse on the ground and recalling the sword that had pierced through the opponent's chest moments ago, there was an inexplicable excitement that surged within him. At this moment, the corpse of the Blood Blade Sect disciple lay on the weedy road, surrounded by deep red splatters and stains caused by the blood. He found that looking at the corpse on the ground and recalling the sword that had pierced through the opponent's chest moments ago, there was an inexplicable excitement that surged within him. At this moment, the corpse of the Blood Blade Sect disciple lay on the weedy road, surrounded by deep red splatters and stains caused by the blood. Yi Yun then turned his attention to the woman he had saved. Her youthful and quite beautiful face appeared very panicked, clearly still not having recovered from the bloody scene, as she stared blankly at the corpse of the Blood Blade disciple. Just as Yi Yun was about to say a few comforting words, a female voice suddenly reached his ears, "Be careful of a sneak attack!" Upon hearing this, Yi Yun quickly raised his sword and turned around, only to see a Blood Blade disciple lunging at him with a knife from three steps away. "It's over!" Yi Yun hurriedly raised his sword to meet the attack, but he still did not manage to block the opponent's fatal strike in time, watching helplessly as the opponent's large knife pierced through his chest. The last image in Yi Yun's consciousness was the triumphant and fierce gaze of the attacker, along with a woman in white clothing from Ling Qiu Palace standing behind him. "It's her..." Yi Yun's consciousness then faded to black.

As the carriage came to a stop at the Emei Sect, several individuals noticed something unusual. Today, more than ten women had boarded the carriage from the Emei Sect, and what was even more astonishing was that just by looking at the weapons they carried and the ornaments they wore, it was clear that they were well-known figures in the martial world. Yi Yun was even more surprised; the leader among them was none other than Qing Yi, whom she had met before, and another familiar face was Lian Xi. Yi Yun quietly observed the rest of the group and thought, 'It seems something significant is about to happen. I estimate that the top ten masters of Emei are among them.' One of the women, whose expression was clearly filled with arrogance, tossed a gold ingot to the coachman and said, 'We have hired this carriage.' The coachman, filled with joy, accepted the gold ingot and hurriedly replied, 'Yes, yes, esteemed ladies, but there are already four people on the carriage who boarded before you. Is there any way to accommodate this?' The woman who had thrown the gold ingot frowned, about to lose her temper, when Qing Yi spoke up, saying, 'Forget it, they are just a few merchants.' The woman immediately suppressed her anger, snorted coldly, and entered the carriage. Apart from Lian Xi, who curiously glanced at Yi Yun, the rest of the group seemed to treat Yi Yun and her companions as if they did not exist, each taking their seats and engaging in conversation.

"This is bad, everyone run! The top expert of the Blood Knife Sect, Blood Knife Blade, has come here to eliminate the righteous sect members, and he is already close to slaughtering them all here." Upon hearing the commotion, Yi Yun realized the situation was dire and followed the crowd towards the cave entrance. Not far along, she saw a strong man wielding a blood-red long knife, ruthlessly attacking the disciples of various righteous sects from the other end. His momentum was fierce, and no one could withstand even a single move from him. The blade flashed, and the energy surged violently within the cave. Countless people attempting to escape were knocked down, unable to rise again. Only a few quick-witted individuals feigned death by lying down or hid in the crevices of the massive rocks within the cave to avoid death.

Section 6, Hustle

"You bastard, you really did it, closing the secret channel for three months... (the following is omitted for three thousand words)" The voice of Batian, filled with anger and mixed with happiness, entered Yiyun's consciousness. Yiyun immediately felt a warmth in her heart and couldn't help but smile slightly, "I have been mining for the past three months, not wanting to be distracted. How have you and Liuzi been?" "Idiot! What are you mining for? If you are short on money, you could have just told me and Liuzi. After we both practiced our fundamentals enough, we each joined a sect and took on some tasks to eliminate bandits and ferocious beasts with our senior brothers and sisters. The money we earned is for our own use, and we even have some left over. Why waste your time mining?" "You know I don't like relying on others for help. You both need to practice hard, so that if I ever get bullied, you can stand up for me." Yiyun joked, trying to divert Batian's attention. "You know I don't like relying on others for help. You both need to practice hard, so that if I ever get bullied, you can stand up for me." Yiyun joked, trying to divert Batian's attention, as her nature was to try to solve problems herself whenever possible. "That sounds like a human thing to say! Don't worry, the senior brothers and sisters in the sect take good care of me, and our relationships are great. If anyone bullies you, just let me know. Liuzi is doing quite well in the Blood Knife, and he has a pretty famous expert looking after him." Batian's voice sounded proud and happy. Clearly, Yiyun's words made Batian very satisfied. "Alright then, that's it. I need to continue mining now." After saying this, Yiyun closed the secret channel and continued to raise the iron pickaxe in her hand.

In the southern city of S in China, on this day, a total of 370,000 fully developed men and women are about to be collectively ushered into the Chaos Era

Section 8, Guidance

As Yi Yun stepped down from the carriage, she immediately sensed that the atmosphere was markedly different from before. The number of people in the martial world had increased significantly, and even many of the street vendors seemed to anticipate that something was about to happen, making the place far less lively than it used to be. "Damn it, encountering such a situation, it seems I will have to linger here for a while longer," Yi Yun thought to herself with a hint of melancholy. She then entered the Yue Lai Inn with her bundle, found a table by the window, ordered some food and drinks, and pretended to casually observe the crowd around her.